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Bianca

Noisy

Hi folks. I had a noisy shit this morning. My poop was medium sized, and semi solid. It was another doubler for me today too, as I did another poop later. I had also gotten a poopy finger from wiping which I hadn't experienced in a while. Another thing that happened with a poop I had on a different day was that it smelled mild, but the odor it did have wasn't particularly nasty. I had wasabi with my sushi today, so I'd expect that my next poop will burn as the spice going in was felt in my nose. I don't recall having a burning poop last time, but I also had some spicy peppers in the sushi itself, so that might give some poop heat. What I meant about garlic burning before is when it's raw. I'm sure raw garlic is the type that'll make your poop smell stronger compared to cooked as well. Bye!


Marie

Replies

1. Audrey, Oh I'm sorry for misspelling your name :( I'm bad with names. I'm glad you like my stories and I'll try to do more. May I ask what some of your favorite naughty places are? And have you read any of my older stories.

2. Jasmin K, That Sounds really cool. However being wood it doesn't sound comfortable for long periods of time.

3. Sherryl, about a month ago I haven't really had the chance.


Bianca

Post Sushi Update

Hi folks on Toiletstool! My post sushi poops today have been loose, but surprisingly, didn't burn despite the spiciness going in. Maybe the heat substance in hot foods act as a laxative? I still enjoyed my McChicken with fries today, and I only had to go afterwords from withholding an earlier need. I continue to love the posts with Mina, Kazuko, etc. You all write beautiful stories, and sounds like you enjoy poop quite much. Bye!


Tlana

Drink goes right through me!

My friend Breena and I were born a few days apart. We were almost inseparable in growing up and I went to her apartment last week. We had a nice lunch and a celebratory beer to celebrate our 21st birthdays. She teased me when I stood and told her I had to pee. Then she told me her live-in boyfriend had taken a monster dump before running for the bus. Her one toilet was jammed and her landlord would be coming shortly with some equipment to un-jam the pipe. She told me to pretend it was 3rd hour again, a situation we had several times in high school when the principals would temporarily close the closest bathroom for a custodian to use some un-jamming tool. For me and Breena that meant holding up our needs for 45 minutes until we got the 4th hour on the other side of the long hallway. I admit that Breena was good at holding her pee, but for me, especially with having consumed alcohol, I was in pain and the dam was going to break.

As I got back on the highway, I had no intention of holding my needs up for the 20 minute drive. When I was going 45 or 50 at speed limit I missed a couple of service station signs that would have given me instant relief. When I saw signage soon enough, there was a never ending median that kept me from swerving into a parking lot. Then there was a huge jam in a two-mile construction zone that caused four lanes to merge into one. Add to that a 4 way intersection with the traffic lights out. I got to thinking how I had won a couple of awards in high school as being the most optimistic and positive person in my 600 student graduating class. With cars at a standstill I looked out my window and saw an empty beer can slowly blowing in the wind almost headed toward my left front tire. I quickly put the car in park, opened my door about 30 degrees and reached down and snagged it. This was the most privacy I was going to have in quite a while. With the traffic jam not moving and traffic single lane, I lowered my jeans and thong appropriately and with my left hand I placed the somewhat bent and rusty can between my legs while I moved so much forward on the seat I almost fell off. I got my first trickles and then a lot more going into the can. I had to make a couple of quick adjustments with my left hand when the traffic flow started up slowly. A little cynicism almost made me laugh out when I remembered a driver's ed movie I had seen years before of a first-time driver popping a clutch.
(It reminded me of my first boyfriend who was about as uncoordinated).

Although I was holding about 3 ounces of pee in my left hand, I knew I still had that sore feeling that I had much more in me. As the traffic flow picked up, about a block ahead of me I saw the big aerial sign for a hardware chain. I carefully used a couple of fast mergers to pull onto the frontage road and took it to the store. I pulled into the lot, pulled into a parking spot with my grill up against a trash container, and parked. I slowly poured my yellow liquid into the container and then placed the can back on the floor in the right-front position. I walked into the store, was diverted two aisles away from the restroom by newly polished floor, and within a couple of minutes was on the toilet and peeing away while I read the newspaper insert which was attached to the inside of my cubicle's door. Most amusing to me was the slogan "making your next improvement project as easy as possible."

My boyfriend Zac texted me as I sat and over 5 minutes of conversation I unloaded on him. He told me about a frat brother who told him that the more drinking experience you get, the more tolerant your body becomes toward beer. I told him he could see the famous souvenir can when he's back in town. I also ended up buying one of the advertised tool kits for my dad's birthday. I can't wait to see Zac's face when I show him the famous can. I know he can't top that.


rb)

Response to Seraphina

Sera - Mostly I found out after the fact when it came up in conversation. Someone would say they wet their pants in class last week or last month or whatever. But I didn't know at the time. I did not "smell" anything. Kind of like when Jasmine told you she wet her pants in school. Did you know she had wet prior to that? Our school bathrooms were disgusting, so it was well known many didn't use them.

You said you avoid unknown toilets when out in public, sometimes with unexpected results. I assume this means you have wet your pants at other times too?


Shannon

Thanks for answering my survey!

Wow, thank you to Nobody, Tyler C, Audrey, Shanna, Catherine and everyone else who replied to my survey! It definitely helps to know I'm in good company because sometimes it feels like I'm the only person in the world who has accidents so much. Please share some more of your stories if you don't mind!

Catherine thank you so much for those page numbers with old stories! That sounded majorly embarrassing how you pooped and peed your pants in front of your husband like that but I'm glad he was a good sport about it! And I'm sorry it happened on your birthday! I have a birthday story of my own that it reminded me of. Definitely let me know if you remember any other page numbers with your accident stories, as I would love to read them.

When I read Catherine's old story about messing her pants on her birthday, it actually made me wonder if I had any memorable birthday accidents. It made me realize that I've actually managed to stay clean on my birthday throughout most of my life, but one year that I didn't sticks out in my memory. I was turning 24 and was out during the day to get my hair and nails done so I'd be all pretty for my birthday dinner. I got some uneasy feeling in my stomach and I knew I'd need the bathroom soon while I was getting my hair done, but I just tried to put it out of my mind. As time went on I became more and more uncomfortable and I reached a point where I was debating asking my hairdresser for a bathroom break, but she finished up shortly thereafter. I hurried to pay her and give her enough praise on the job she did, then I rushed out of there. I needed to poop soooo bad, and had no clue where the closest bathroom was. I almost turned around and went back inside to ask for the bathroom but for some reason I felt that would be too embarrassing! I hate my brain sometimes. So yeah, instead of subjecting myself to the embarrassment of asking for a bathroom, I took the high road. By which of course i mean i casually walked 10 feet down the sidewalk and then I just pooped in my pants because I couldn't hold it in anymore. It was a bad accident, as it was very mushy and I wasnt dressed in the best way...I had thin black leggings and a thong on, so there was no protection at all to keep it from filling my leggings directly, then it badly seeped through the fabric of my leggings too. I touched back with my hand and just felt wet warmth, and I looked down and my hand had poop on it, so I knew it was showing through my leggings. I had to walk all the way back to my car like that then make a poop-proof nest of bags and stuff on the seat for me to sit on. It was definitely one of the messiest accidents I ever had I think because I didnt have regular panties on so it just went everywhere. I remember driving home in disbelief that at 24 I had just pooped my pants because I was too shy to ask for a bathroom. I remember giving myself a little talk on the way home like "this is it, this is the year we get this under control!" But of course we know how that turned out lol. It actually did get better for a while, I think I went 8 or 9 months without messing myself at one point around then. I'm currently in one of my worst stretches- I have had accidents in my pants at least 4 times since the beginning of the year. I need to start taking it seriously again and not living my life as if its completely normal to poop my pants here and there. But then again...do I? It's not like I'm hurting anyone, just risking some embarrassing moments. But I suppose its mainly harmless so why do I often feel guilty for doing it? There is just something about it... it feels so good and so bad at the same time! I mean, it feels good physically and sensually, especially when solid. It feels bad because, well its embarrassing and smelly and you're just expected not to do it.
Xoxo
Shannon


Shanna

Stacy's survey

Hiya posters! Hope all is well!!! I wanted to come making a post before i head off to work, so first:

Sera: thankies so much. I just bought the bullet and bought some adult pull ups in case of emergency or when im not feeling well. Hopefully they help me feel safe. Im goin through a constipation spell (my ibs alternates) so hope this is over soon.

Stacy, your survey looks fun!! Here goes:

Question 1
When you ladies use the toilet do your pants get pulled down to knee level, or do you go the ankle route?
I always pull my pants and undies down to my ankles, in public or private. If im wearing a skirt, I pull it up and pull just my panties down to my ankles. I have normal briefs so it isnt embarrassing

Question 2
When sitting do you place your hands in your lap or do you rest them on each hip?

I usually keep them on my knees or hold my hands together between my legs unless im reading on the potty or playing with my phone.

Question 3
Do you pee before, during or after while having a poo?

If it's a normal poop, then almost always before. Often i I diarrhea that just comes out first, in which case, during my poop. But ill still typically pee once while pooping.

Question 4
Is farting normal during a poo? Are they loud audible echoes or quiet airy hisses?

I have a lot of loud and wet farts that usually crackle

Question 5
Do you ladies wipe from the seated position, or do you stand ?
Im the opposite of stacy, if Im wearing a skirt, I stay sitting to wipe then pull my panties up and just let my skirt fall down when im done. If I have shorts or pants on, i stand up to wipe.

Question 6
How many times a day to you poop? How many times do you pee?

My poops are unpredictable (sometimes a lot and sometimes im constipated) but when im going, on average ill poop 3 times a day (always before bed is the one thats constant). I probs have to pee 6-8 times a day.

Question 7
Have you ever let your significant other watch while you were on the toilet?

Ive never had a serious boyfriend but i really want to fall in love and have one. If i ever do, id let him watch me peeing and pooping if he wanted to watch. Id like to be super open in a relationship.

Have a great day posters!!!
<3 Shanna


Catherine

Responses

Mina: You are not bad! We miss you when you don't post, but we know that life gets busy! Please tell Maho, Kazuko and Hisae hello for me! I hope you are well.

I remember having a potato poop as a child. I must have been 9-10. It wasn't unpleasant, but I remember the splash and the poop having the shape and appearance of 3 or 4 potatoes!

Fog: That was a little risque! But I can understand your frustration with the women peeping at you. Thank you for your kind words and welcome!

Positioned Pooper: Here ya go!

Here are my questions.

1. What is the strangest position you have ever pooped in? Really, the only strange position is standing, hunched over, during the middle of an accident in my pants.
2. If you have ever pooped while laying down, do you find it easier to do it while laying on your back, side, or stomach? I've never tried it.
3. Do you find pooping more pleasurable when it's more difficult? Really, the larger and more firm the load, the better. But those only happen when I've vacationed. Maybe 19/20 bowel movements are thick, long, warm and soft and are accompanied by a pretty strong urge to go.
4. Do you have any stories about yourself or anyone else pooping in a strange position? No

I know that's probably not helpful, but wanted to be polite and grateful that you are on the forum! Looking forward to more stories!

Love to all!

Catherine!


Shannon

bad diarrhea

I posted just a little bit ago responding to my survey replies, and almost immediately after i was done i got the worst sharp cramp in my stomach. I suddenly needed to go to the bathroom very urgently, and i got up and rushed to the bathroom. i lost a wave on the way there that soiled my undies pretty bad but i got most of it in the toilet. i wonder what brought that on? i don't usually get those horrible instant bouts of diarrhea. the closest thing to that experience i can recall is when i was in the uber earlier this year and had an accident. that one came on slow at first but then suddenly ramped up to that very urgent feeling, but not like this. i was literally sitting there not having to poop at all, and within 2 minutes i was on the toilet with soiled panties around my ankles. i guess that's just me... i also think its funny and maybe coincidental that i was posting here just before it happened.

xoxo
Shannon


Thursday, July 09, 2020


Miranda

Day off work at the park

The other day both Kennard and myself had a day off from our summer jobs so we walked over to a large park near our houses. He brought his fishing pole and tackle box and I had my art carrier. It was about 9 a.m. at his house and he was stalling leaving because he was hoping to get the daily crap in. Even though he's been a high school graduate for a couple of months, he cannot get over the trauma of using a bathroom away from home. During our years of high school he always held his crap until the dismissal bell. Then he'd hurry home, take his crap, and then join me back at school or at my house where we'd do homework or relax at the park. I've had mixed feelings about that and how it obscures reality. Like probably 80% of my craps were at school, my place of work or the park, where we hang out big time. At home, his bathroom door is behind the toilet so I carefully looked in on him. He was fidgeting and it looked like he had his knuckles penetrating his knees as he was pushing hard and swearing a bit under his breath. He did have his new red boxer shorts on which I bought him as part of his graduation gift.

He came out with obvious frustration, since there was no flush I knew he had struck-out again. He suggested I might want to go before we left, and I said I could wait for later. It was about a half hour walk to the park and we cut through some vacant lots and one truck company parking lot. I tripped over a piece of equipment and bruised my right knee bad enough that when I feel backwards onto my butt, I almost crapped my shorts. I told Kennard and he gave me the usual hard time about not going back at his house. I don't like to put him down but I got over over any qualms about using public bathrooms years ago. Now I'm trying to bring him along!

When we crossed Main I told Kennard I was going to need a bathroom stop. My need was already turtle-heading. I gave Kennard my art carrier and trotted to a multi-bay self-serve car wash building which had a hole-in-the-wall toilet available for use by both genders. I knocked, luckily got no response, and within 10 seconds my buns were on one strange-shaped seat. It wasn't that comfortable and the door latch looked like it was going to fall off on my injured knee. I don't think it took me 15 seconds to pass what was 1.5-inches in diameter, but semi-soft and comforting. There was only these small squares of toilet paper in the holder. They were almost out and I knew I had to make the 4 or 5 remaining count. They were so bad I got some soft crap on 4 of my fingers and a little more on the front of the white seat as I slid forward off it. I glanced up at a decal stuck over the door: Please Keep Our Bathroom In Good Condition! I resisted my urge to leave some dark brown graffiti on it.

We had an enjoyable day. I peed 3 separate times and luckily the large toilet rooms had soap and semi-hot water available. Each time it seemed like I got more of the smell off my fingers. Kennard peed 2 1/2 times. The 1/2 was against a huge old tree stump as we were walking up this hill to my favorite 10 toilet bathroom. Kennard got wood and was only able to contribute about 10 seconds. But we both found it to be amusing. With his craps he is so regular. At about 3 p.m. it was obvious that our large fast food lunch was going through his system. I figured he was probably lying when he climbed the hill to the guys' bathroom and came right back saying it was locked. I knew the ladies' was well stocked from my earlier experience. There were so few people that far up the hill so I told him to take the ladies and that I would watch the entrance for him. None of the toilets had doors for privacy and he went into the first one right behind me. I heard a thud onto the seat and this immediate 30 second blast of gas told me that he was going to be productive. I can think of only one other time in all the years I've known him when I've insisted that he use the ladies toilet.
He said she liked the toilet paper, but said the lack of privacy was just as bad as in the guys.' We ended up staying two extra hours at the park that day because he didn't need to run home for a you-know-what.

He may be ready for college and independent living after all.


Bianca

Another One

It was another multi-poop day for me starting with a medium sized load after breakfast. The unusual part was that seemingly almost 10 minutes later a slightly mor need to do the same toilet action came about again. It was one of those needs where you feel the activity in your stomach and lower end. It had a gas shifting sensation as I searched for something on Google (never found it). A couple times after my poop was loose even though I didn't feel bad. Mom has had diarrhea for a while, but doesn't know why yet. She tried eating applesauce and drank broth, so we'll see how it goes. I've heard gas from her, and Mom's let out some trumpetting toots before. Bye!


gregg

positioned pooper

Hi and welcome. Never met anyone quite like you.. I took your survey:
1. What is the strangest position you have ever pooped in?
Squatting over compost

2. If you have ever pooped while laying down, do you find it easier to do it while laying on your back, side, or stomach?
No, but my ex did lay her belly over the table while standing and poop a couple times. I would recommend this

3. Do you find pooping more pleasurable when it's more difficult?
No

4. Do you have any stories about yourself or anyone else pooping in a strange position?
One night me and my honey were hangin at my place and she was feeling 'naughty'. So we had a big lunch and i suggested pooping it on the floor. She was hesitant but I reassured her that pooping is normally and the more u doo just shows me u are a healthy lady. I then saw the sparkle come into her eye. She said where should i go. I said let you butt guide you. I thought man, im good!

She then layed over the table and began pushing. Without peeing, turds started crackling out her ass. I said hows it feel? She responds nnnggghh crackling... Thud. I said good girl. She pooped and pooped without peeing surprisingly. When she was done she stood up and we looked at her mess. All the turds landed ontop of each other making a mound of old lunch. I said lunch was good huh? This was the 1st time i can truly say my honey was beyond words. She looked at me and well.. We went to bed.

PS. Cant wait to hear some 4th of July stories.
Victoria b. Nice work breaking another friends toilet. Ever pooped with some competition?
And Jane Please talk about you and your moms pooping experiences


Fog

Spotted pooping

I was jogging at this local park when a sudden, strong urge to poop hit me. I immediately headed for one of the nearby wooded areas, found what I thought was a suitable spot behind a big tree that I thought mostly shielded me, pulled down my pants and squatted and let it all come out. After about 30 seconds I could see three women walking on the nearby jogging trail and of course at that moment, one of them looked my way and saw me. She put her hand to her mouth then started pointing my way loudly telling her companions to "look! look! Do you see that? He's sh_ting over there!"

Embarrassed but not wanting to show it, I shot them the bird, stood and turned my dirty behind toward them, and started twerking. That'll show 'em, LOL!

Yes, I'm a new poster and long time lurker. I'd like give shout outs to Bianca (your posts always brighten my day because your joy always comes through), Victoria, and Catherine - I love your comments and stories.


Mina

Potatoes

Hallo Everybody, maybe you angry terribly because your very own bad Mina abandon from you. I am sorry very much. I was not so well. I cried many times, I don't know reason. I always cried on loo. When I am motions, it is 10 or 15 minutes cry non stop. Friend come into loo and caress non stop until I finish. Then she look into loo and show me happy happy face. She is always so happy when my motions huge volume, and they are huge volume everytime.

But now I feel a bit better. So I tell you story of Maho. It is second hand story because I hear from Kazuko. ( and she wrote memo.) But I also see photo.

When Kazuko teleworking, Maho next her said, "I feel kurushii, I take break and go to loo." Kazuko said OK, but she was middle of important task so she stayed computer. When she finish, she look to loo. Maybe Maho is there 5 minutes. Maho doesn't move. Kazuko do more work little, then she looked again. Maho was exactly same position. She was like statue! BY the way, kurushii means painful.

"Maholin what you are doing? You never move!!"

Maho slowly turn head to look at Kazuko. She gave little smile. Then she stood up and turn away from Kazuko so Kazuko can look into loo.

Kazuko said gasp. In loo, five large brown potatoes, with some more brown under. Very pretty potatoes! Nice and round, long is about 7 centimetres and wide is about five, all of them. Kazuko took photo, so I and Hisae could see.

Kazuko said to Maho, "so beautiful!" Maho gave her smile, and tear go down her cheek. Then some more tears. Kazuko said, "Now I flush." Maho nod head slowly. Kazuko flushed, them Maho sat down and start to do again.

Kazuko decided to have break and stayed with Maho. Maho became to statue again, but under her bottom, it is move, because Kazuko hear plop, plop, plop.

Then Maho whisper, "finish" (in Japanese, "sunda" and stand. Kazuko look into and four pretty potatoes this time, nothing under so water is clear. Kazuko took photo again. Then Maho sat down to clean with washlet and Kazuko dried her. Lucky Kazu. But I don't complain because I dry beautiful Maho often.

When Kazuko and Maho show me photos, off course I start to cry. Maho hugged me long time. We don't kiss now, but Maho kissed me later in bath after wash body. Can you guess which part of body she kiss me?

Just now I read some posts. Thank you to Victoria and Catherine! You are always kind to bad Mina.

I do survey another time. But I never forget you everybody so don't angry please.

Love and many kiss.

Mina and Maho and Kazuko and Hisae


Catherine

To Jen

Jen, welcome to the forum. I am so sorry that you had that experience at your in-law's house. I hope that things are well with you and your relationship with your family. Sending love and hugs!

Catherine!


Catherine

Responses and Story

Victoria B: Nice going! What an awesome dump! I hope all is well with Robyn's toilet!

Something (other than COVID-19) must be in the air because I had a really massive doodie this morning too! Alan, of course, is home for the summer so he's watching our boy, who will be three next month and the girls. I had my morning workout breakfast shower and had just finished throwing my hair into a donut bun when nature called. It called, then it called back and then it kept calling! The urge was so strong that I delayed my trip to the toilet for a few minutes just to enjoy the sensation. Then, I realized I had better get to the toilet or I was going to have a mess!

I ripped my slacks down and my body just did the rest. There was so much poop. It felt so good to let my body do its thing naturally. It was soft, medium-brown and began as one long poop but then broke up as it settled in the water. I had to take a pic! The aroma was a nice, not too unpleasant, healthy poop smell. I activated the washlet and enjoyed the cleansing, followed by a couple of wipes with Charmin for good measure.

It all went down with a good flush!

I'm staying regular and eating healthy and hearty. But, as I've shared before, I'm not sure why the size of my poop was much larger than my already large, voluminous doodies!

I hope you are well, regular and having some wonderful bathroom experiences!

Love to all!

Catherine!


Bianca

Noisy

Hi folks. I had a noisy shit this morning. My poop was medium sized, and semi solid. It was another doubler for me today too, as I did another poop later. I had also gotten a poopy finger from wiping which I hadn't experienced in a while. Another thing that happened with a poop I had on a different day was that it smelled mild, but the odor it did have wasn't particularly nasty. I had wasabi with my sushi today, so I'd expect that my next poop will burn as the spice going in was felt in my nose. I don't recall having a burning poop last time, but I also had some spicy peppers in the sushi itself, so that might give some poop heat. What I meant about garlic burning before is when it's raw. I'm sure raw garlic is the type that'll make your poop smell stronger compared to cooked as well. Bye!


Andrea and Louise

Questions for Everyone - Positioned Pooper

Hi Everyone, Love the posts on here. Iam the other Andrea that posts on here and my sister Louise. We both love the whole bathroom and pooping experience and have our own bathrooms for comfort and relaxation on the loo for long periods knowing we wont get interrupted. Our toilet positions are usually to sit on the seat but sit right back relaxing against the cistern area. We both sit and position our legs pulled under the pan on tip toe with thighs close together which with long sits of more than an hour gives a fantastic tingling felling it is awesome. This coupled with a large hard poo is awesome. Like Positioned Pooper we often hold the poo for several days if we can to ensure it is larger and harder. We have tried other positions on the loo such as facing towards the cistern and side always but always return to our favoured position as above. Never pooped lying down as we love the whole feeling of sitting on the toilet for long periods. No poo should be rushed. Yes we both find pooping more pleasurable the more difficult and hard it is to do. We will both really take our time and need complete privacy for these fantastic times on the loo which can be several hours. We just sit until it gradually slowly comes the feeling is awesome and we really savour and enjoy every moment.No stories about others really. Iam a secretary and Louise a teacher - she encourages her pupils to take their time in and on the loo - once finding a more private less used school toilet for a pupil who had not pooped for a few days for increased privacy and comfort. The pupil a fellow toilet and poop lover was over the moon. We are both thin and keep ourselves fit and go for a run after long spells on the loo. We enjoy at least an hour or more per poo but at weekends in particular several hours are spent on the loo for fantastic enjoyment and comfort.


Angel

To Sera

Sera - Sorry, it's been a bit busy around here lately so sorry I haven't replied to you until now. I've just checked back and seen your reply. Yes, having seen other posts from you, I now see that you are in Australia - I just assumed the UK, that will teach me not to assume things! lol :)
I was very nervous to go out in public wearing them for awhile, it does take some getting used to, but honestly nobody has ever noticed from what I can tell. Your bladder Will not we can at all if you continue to hold like you would if you weren't wearing protection, the only time it could possibly weaken is if you started to relax every time you need to have a wee, and let little bits out every 10/20 minutes. This wouldn't exactly we can your bladder, it just becomes muscle memory, and then you have to so-called retrain your muscles to remember to hold and not release. If you are using them just as an emergency measure, holding like normal and then using them if you really need to, will not affect your bladder at all. Just remember if you do this not to release a strong stream, as the protection will not cope with this. You have to release a slow stream or several 10 second strong streams.
Always Boutique are the best, however I've heard that drynites work well for some girls too.
I am nearly totally urinary incontinent and only feel it just before I start to wee, but sometimes I can tell that I need to go but know I can't get to the toilet in time, so I just use my protection.
My bowels are really unpredictable at the moment, but that's mainly due to taking laxatives as I have an, as yet, undiagnosed bowel condition.
You could also look at washable underwear which offers a little bit of protection if you lose a small squirt of Wii, but these are mainly for people if you can't get to the toilet quick enough, as they are not made for large amounts of liquid.
I'm also sorry to hear about your accident, but the puddle on the arrow by the toilets kind of suggests that another girl had a problem just like you.
I think there will be a lot of girls like us walking round with very soggy underwear, or in my case, protection! Take care and stay safe.
Angel


Seraphina (Sera)

Reply to Monica B

Hi Monica!

You asked if anyone avoids work restrooms. Well I do but it's not work, it's at school. Check my previous posts under "Seraphina". I am new here but you will see I tried to hold for an entire school day recently and on the second day ended up having an accident. Just a 5 hour hold would be a dream for me!

Like you I know what you mean about the virus wrecking havoc on anxiety. At school they have removed the toilet doors so I have to get a friend to stand guard for me when I go. But I try not too.

I used to have such a strong bladder but not so much any more. Have you every had a major wetting at work? If so did any one find out? And what about before the virus. Were you always like that? I think I was.

I would always try to hold it than give in and go to the toilet. I have lots of stories about those times. Just need to find the time to post them.

Sera.


Wednesday, July 08, 2020


Monika B.
Omg I'm sorry about all the sudden posts. I hope this isn't considered spam.

But today was...interesting. Most mornings, I hold my morning pee for awhile, usually at last half an hour (usually closer to an hour). I like to get my coffee, lie in bed, and wait until I REALLY have to go (pee or poop or both). So I woke up at 8:30 today and had to pee kind of badly, but I held it while drinking my coffee and water and watching YouTube. Around 9 I realized I really had to go both ways, mostly poop, but kept holding it for some reason. Then I got a call for a therapy session I sort of forgot about. Oooooof. Luckily it was only half an hour, but omg I REALLY had to poop and my stomach was hurting. I scrambled out of my room and went to the bathroom, and it was basically diarrhea. Omg. It's my fault, I've been eating stuff I know my stomach doesn't like. I'm fine, I took meds and it's gone.

Not only that, but sometimes when I get diarrhea (I have ibs so this happens fairly often), my bladder feels weaker. This happened today. I don't use the restroom at work because I'm super paranoid about COVID. Normally it's actually nbd; I only work 5 hours most days and I usually don't even need it until maybe the last hour, and it's manageable. But I had to leave a little early to run an errand, and despite careful planning with drinks, I felt a very slight urge at the beginning of my shift. I still had no trouble holding it until I got home, but I definitely felt strong urges for the last two hours. It really wasn't that bad though. I'm so glad I cut down on coffee; this situation would be way worse. Anyone else avoiding work restrooms?


Sherryl

Reply

Yes Marie, I know that feeling. I've sometimes been so lazy that I don't want to walk the extra 3 steps to the toilet and will just hop up on the sink n use it as my potty. that's cool about your new potty that you bought. Have you been able to use it yet? I also like your suggestion for Audrey. The one problem with it is someone else might find it and use it and I don't know how you or her are but I don't like sharing the special potties with others I don't know heeheeheehee. I gave her some suggestions too. I hope that she has plenty of stories about it when she gets home. When did you last get to potty in the woods and what did you do and how did you do it?




Stacy
Hey guys I found this super cool survey I will like to take. Question 1
When you ladies use the toilet do your pants get pulled down to knee level, or do you go the ankle route?
in public it depends on what i'm wearing like if i'm in jeans or shorts I have them them down around my shins, if i'm in a skirt it's going be pulled up but my panties around my ankles

Question 2
When sitting do you place your hands in your lap or do you rest them on each hip?

I prefer my lap unless I'm bored playing on my phone

Question 3
Do you pee before, during or after while having a poo?

both at the beginning middle and end

Question 4
Is farting normal during a poo? Are they loud audible echoes or quiet airy hisses?

It depends but mainly long zippier farts

Question 5
Do you ladies wipe from the seated position, or do you stand ? if in a skirt standing but pants or shorts seated

Question 6
How many times a day to you poop? How many times do you pee?

I poop normally 3 times a day either before school or when I get to school, after lunch or last class, after school activities, out with friends or boyfriend house .

Question 7
Have you ever let your significant other watch while you were on the toilet I have seen my boyfriend take monsters pooping cause he enjoys when I keep complaining about how bad it smell , a few times he seen me pee hopefully soon I will be able to poop with him but that be next level


Positioned Pooper

Questions for Everyone

I have a few questions for anyone reading.

But first, an introduction.

Hello, I'm Positioned Pooper (which is an alias, obviously.) I am a 25 year old married woman. I'm 5'3" with light brown hair and a moderately curvy figure. My poops are normally solid and large. Sometimes I hold for a few days to make them larger.

I enjoy experimenting with different positions to poop in. I've obviously pooped sitting and even squatting before, but those are easy. The poop slides right out. I like to position myself in ways that make it harder to have a BM. I've tried pooping standing up, I've tried pooping while laying on my side, back and stomach, and I've tried pooping while sitting flat on he floor. I've tried all kinds of positions. I really want to try pooping while hanging upside down but I haven't figured out a safe way to do that yet.

I just love the extra challenge. The poop doesn't slide out easily so you have to squeeze it out yourself. It makes the relief so much more rewarding!

Here are my questions.

1. What is the strangest position you have ever pooped in?
2. If you have ever pooped while laying down, do you find it easier to do it while laying on your back, side, or stomach?
3. Do you find pooping more pleasurable when it's more difficult?
4. Do you have any stories about yourself or anyone else pooping in a strange position?

Please answer!


Tyler C

Shannon's Survey & Going Wee Wee All the Way Home

Thanks again unnamed commenter! I'm assuming you're the same person.

Hey Shanna: I've had some mornings where I immediately have to take a huge dump. It's not just you.

Hey Shannon: Your love your stories. I decided to take your survey.

1. Age and gender? - 21 M
2. Have you ever had an accident? - To say I've had a few would be a huge understatement.
3. Pee accident? - yes
4. Poop accident? - yep
5. How old were you the last time you peed your pants? - 21 (I told this story a few weeks ago.)
6. Were there any witnesses? - Yeah, some teens I didn't know and never saw again who rode by on bikes.
7. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent? - embarrassed mostly, but I guess it was kind of fun in hindsight since no one I know caught me.
8. How did you respond to the situation? - I rode my bike home and changed before my parents saw me.
9. How old were you the last time you pooped your pants? - 19
10. Were there any witnesses? - People were there, but I don't think they noticed.
11. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent? - This one was just embarrassing. I'm not a huge fan of pooping myself and I was so close to getting caught.
12. How did you respond to the situation? - I managed to sneak into the bathroom and clean myself up. (I'll tell the full story some time later.)
13. Do you have a fear of having an accident? - Not generally. I don't have any actual problems. I've just happened to find myself in some awkward situations.
14. Have you sought help or treatment if it is a reoccurring problem? - Again, it has happened a handful of times, but I don't have any problems.
15. Have you or do you use protective items like diapers? - No, but knowing that the virus can spread through flushing the toilet, diapers don't sound like a bad idea. (I'm only half joking!)
16. Share a memorable accident story!:

I figured I'd share this one because it happened only several months after my previous story. My dad always had a full time job whereas my mom worked part time throughout my Elementary School years to take care of me. When I got to Middle School, she decided I was old enough to be left alone for a couple hours here and there, so she started working different shifts and would leave a house key for me in a small box under the steps of our tool-shed. I mentioned in my first story that I was always shy about asking teachers if I could use the bathroom. That's the case here. I also hate going during the breaks between classes because that's when everyone else goes and waiting for a stall to open makes me late. (I hate urinals by the way, especially that school's urinals because they don't even have dividers, so everyone could easily see each other's wienies.) Of course, I usually had common sense and would ask the teacher or go between classes if I absolutely had to. I'd never just sit there and let my accident happen. However, in the first couple months of Middle School I was a bit more self conscious. I wasn't a nervous wreck or anything, but there is a natural amount of anxiety that comes with starting at a new school. Again, I would never let it get to the point where I was just sitting at my desk making a mess of the chair, but I did push up my threshold a bit for when I would act on my need. I had great muscle control, so sometimes if it was toward the end of the day and I had to go pretty bad, but was pretty sure I could hold it, I would try to relieve the pressure by methodically letting little, split-second long spurts go in my underwear. It actually would work. It actually took quite a few spurts until it would make a dot on the outside of my pants. Then, if I had to let more out, I would just reposition my penis and wet another side of my undies. It didn't always come to this, but it was an option for me. By the way, If I did this in P.E., I would face the wall while changing in the locker room. I didn't want anyone looking at the front of my tighty whities and seeing the little yellow spot I'd made.

This was a good system. That is until one day about 3 months into 6th Grade. I was walking home one day. This was one of those days where I really had to go and I had already let some tiny spurts out. It took me about 10 minutes to walk home from school. About 3 minutes into my walk I realized that I probably should have taken care of this before I left school. I figured I could probably make it since I only had about 7 minutes left in my walk, but I wasn't sure. I figured I should run, but then some friends walked up and started talking to me. I usually walked home alone, but sometimes depending if they hung around at school longer or left right away I'd run into some friends of mine. One of them was Max, who I mentioned in my "Peeing in a Secret Spot" story. The other two were Stephen and Gabe. Their names aren't really relevant to the story, I'm just trying to paint the scene better. Anyways, it would have been rude to just run away from them, so I just walked at a normal pace and talked to them for a while.

When they went off to their individual streets, I started sprinting down my street and into my backyard. Movement usually helps me when I have to pee, but I could already feel it in the tip of my penis. I was basically running while holding my wiener with one hand. I looked in the hiding place for the key, but I couldn't find it. I panicked and started looking around the area thinking that it might have been knock away somewhere. I was on my hands and knees looking all over the ground. I felt my pee start to escape in involuntary bursts. I got up. I think there was already a small circular wet patch on the front of my pants at this point. I didn't know what to do. I seemed to be out of options. I decided to call my mom to ask her where the key was. I dialed my phone. It rung for a while before she answered. Finally she picked up.

"Mom! They key isn't under the shed steps!"
"Tyler, I told you this morning that I moved it. It should be under the welcome mat."

I didn't remember her saying that. I must have tuned her out that morning. Oops! She decided to stay on the line until I got in the house just to be sure. I found the key. I ran up to the back door. I had to stand still for a couple seconds as I unlocked the door. Just then, as I stood there at the door with my phone in one hand, a key in the other, a sudden relieving euphoria took over me. I was momentarily confused what was going on, but I felt so good I didn't care. I felt all my muscles start to relax and I almost dropped my phone. I let out an audible "Aaahhhh!" of relief. I felt a familiar feeling of warmth enveloping my lower half. Just then, I heard my mom say, "Tyler, what's happening? Did you get in?" I suddenly snapped back to reality. I realized what was going on in my pants and I stopped it mid stream. I opened to door and told my Mom I was fine and said "Bye." I rushed in and kicked off my shoes. I felt the flow start back up on its own before I could get in the bathroom. I realized it was going to get to the bottom of my pant leg before I would have time to unzip and get my penis out, so as soon as I got in the bathroom I went straight for the bathtub and just went to town on those jeans.

We had a full body mirror in that bathroom and believe me, there was barely a dry inch left on those jeans. This was several months after the month I used my secret pants as a urinal, so I was familiar with how to clean my pants and this whole situation didn't really phase me too much. Neither of my parents would be home for a while anyways. I actually lounged around in my self-customized yellow tighty whities for about 20 minutes. I got some food and played some video games before I got around to doing the laundry.


Sherryl

Reply

Yes Marie, I know that feeling. I've sometimes been so lazy that I don't want to walk the extra 3 steps to the toilet and will just hop up on the sink n use it as my potty. that's cool about your new potty that you bought. Have you been able to use it yet? I also like your suggestion for Audrey. The one problem with it is someone else might find it and use it and I don't know how you or her are but I don't like sharing the special potties with others I don't know heeheeheehee. I gave her some suggestions too. I hope that she has plenty of stories about it when she gets home. When did you last get to potty in the woods and what did you do and how did you do it?


Celine

Reply to Lilly

Thanks so much for answering my questions!! That's so nice that you're able to go two times in a day and are so regular. Since you mentioned you would usually poop right before practice - do your cheer practices usually take place in the evening at about the same time as your evening poop? Would it be around 7 pm or would it be later? Congrats on the really satisfying dump that you had that day, I'll bet it felf amazing! And it's definitely healthy to eat no processed foods and all, I wonder what foods do you eat and how do you stick to your food plan? I don't quite eat that healthy and I have no clue how to change my diet for the better, haha! Although I really want to.

PLEASE PLEASE tell me about the time when you were 15 and hit with nasty constipation spell that had you decide to never rush along a bowel movement again! As I mentioned, I am also phobic and I really want to hear about your story. OHHHHH and a pink toilet, that's so cool! How did you get a pink toilet in a bathroom all to yourself? Your so lucky and no doubt it would be really comfortable to sit on and do your poop and pee!!

My cheer practices generally were on weekends, around noon on Saturdays. I would typically shit that morning, right after waking up, but sometimes I wouldn't need to go and I would go to practice knowing I'd probably need to take a dump immediately after. And indeed, there were times when we'd finish and I'd make a beeline for the toilets in the locker room with a sizable poop waiting to be evacuated. As far as my diet, I eat lots of salad. I make sure to get enough protein, but I'm careful not to overdo it as it tends to back me up. It can be a little dull, eating healthy, but before that my diet was garbage and I think that resulted in the constipation. The day I finally took my first shit in a school bathroom, I had been constipated close to five days and I was in serious pain. During my first period, in the morning, it all just hit me at once and I knew it was coming, whether I wanted it to or not. I walked, slowly, to the girls bathroom and thankfully, it was empty. I went in a stall, very gently unzipped my jeans, and sat gingerly on the toilet. I peed a little first and then cut a really loud fart, and my hole began to stretch wide as a monster turd forced its way out of me. It didn't feel too dry, but it was VERY thick, and the pain was so horrible. Tears sprang from my eyes. After about ten minutes, it broke off and splashed loudly into the bowl. I gasped, and even cried a little. It felt amazing to finally shit, but it was SO painful and I was really scared to look in the bowl, thinking I'd see blood. I didn't. What I saw was a sixteen inch turd, smooth with some bumpy parts, and probably three inches thick through the center. I sat there for a moment and steadied my breathing a little, savoring the end of that horrible ordeal, before wiping and heading back to class.

The pink toilet in my bathroom was left there from the people who had lived in the house before me and my family. My mom and dad wanted that bedroom for themselves, but I fought tooth and nail for it and managed to sway them. It has a very comfortable foam seat, and it makes passing my large dumps very pleasing as my cheeks sink down into it and spread a little.


Stacy
Taylor's survey

1: How old are you? 17
2: What is your favorite position to go to the bathroom? (Sitting, hovering, squatting) Sitting
3: Do you like pebble sized poops or massive poops? I like the smooth ones that easy to get clean.
4: Have you ever pooped at a friend's house?
5: If yes did you like it or not? I have, and and love it. cause we were having a sleep over
6: What is your favorite place to poop at? Public, school is nice too because , me my friends can poop together a lot . I really don't have any I poop anywhere as long it has a bathroom and have to go . restaurant, it really don't matter , poop or pooping.


Jasmin K

Training Potty

Hi Marie
Yes we still have and use a training potty. It's an older one in the style of a wooden chair. It has a hole in the seat and a potty locates underneath. There is a tray part which hinges sideways to allow the user to get on and off. The tray provides for a younger user to have colouring books crayons games / DS etc to play whilst sitting. To one side is a container.. I was able to use it comfortably untill I was mid teens. My cousin who is 8 still does use it and prefers it to the toilet for long constipated sittings..

Jas K


Stacy
Hi Greg thanks for the welcome but to answer your question. I have no clue but sometimes I don't flush , cause sometimes I eat quite a bit especially after cheerleading practices or games, risking clogging the toilet can be overwhelming. I remember last year during football game we were playing our arch rivals but friendly competition in all things. So it was at there school, I was mad geeked about it adrenaline on high , just ready to put on the best performance ever to let them know what they do we can bring it back harder. So any way during halftime I had to take a major number two, So I told Blair about it so we we got inside there school cause we saw the janitor working cleaning up some and left the door crack just enough for us to slip in. Plus being a outside school stadium bathrooms are carry lines. But anyway , we got to the second floor bathroom faculty. We get in there two toilets, just in the open only separate is a divider , I took the first toilet and pulled up my cheer skirt and yanked my panties down so fast and sat on the cold seat and I saw Blair causal pull her panties down and seat on the toilet. As I began to start my poop I'm cramping up so crazy farting and sweating and I guess I made Blair nervous cause I was clenching up my arms around stomach when cramping, I just felt horrible like it didn't feel normal, just splashing, sputtering, I finally felt empty at the time and wipe 10 times to make sure I was clean. So out of fear I didn't attempt to flush and Blair was asking if I was going be okay to finish the game, cause I didn't flush the toilet, I said I didn't know. So with 5 minutes left to halftime to end. We took our places with the Cheerleaders and, I was able to put it out all the line , though after the game, I had to be back on the toilet with bad case of the runs and mush. But it was worth it cause that's how I became Cheerleader co captain .


Taylor T

Carlie's Survey

Hey everyone! Today I'm back with a few more stories but first I want to answer Carlie's survey!


Do you prefer public or private toilets when you go? Does it differ if #1 vs. 2?
With peeing it doesn't really matter to me when and where I go. I pee at least 8-9 times a day and it is very common for me to go that much. But with pooping I love unloading a big dump in a public toilet. I only poop every 2-3 days and sometimes even 4 days. So I like to put on a show for other girls in the bathroom.

Ignoring the context of where they are, do you prefer the stronger high power flushing ones usually found in public places or the more gentle, weaker home toilets?

I prefer stronger flush because I always clog my toilet at home with huge turds, I've clogged my toilet every time I poop for the past 3 or 4 years. So a stronger flush is always great.

Those of you who have experience with the opposite gender pooping, do you seem to notice if one tends to do bigger than the other?

I notice that boys do have big loads compared to girls, but honestly I have big loads compared to girls also haha! My turds are anywhere from 8-14 inches and that's about the same for all my boy cousins that I've seen poop since I don't have siblings.

When was the first time you remember seeing a clogged toilet? Do you know who did it or was it a stranger?

I believe the first time for me was with my friend Riley when she clogged a toilet at Six Flags in 3rd grade, we were in the same stall and her load was huge.

If you have ever, when do YOU first remember clogging one?

My second grade school didn't have strong flush toilets so on my third day of school I had a huge poop from having some chicken the night before and clogged the toilet so badly that they had to close the stall off on the fourth day of school.

Have you ever had to deal with an overflowing toilet?

I haven't but I know my friend Jenna has before.

Have you ever "buddy dumped" onto another person's poo? Was it because you wanted to or because theirs wouldn't flush?

Last week I posted a story about a overflowed toilet full of poop. At least 7 or 8 people's worth. But the first time I did was at school. It was fifth grade and I was waiting outside a stall waiting to poop and a girl I think her name was Sammy came out and she had pooped and clogged the toilet. I wasn't gonna wait so I went on top of it.

Was the biggest load you've ever seen done by you or someone else?

I was on a camping trip with my friend Bryanna in 6th grade and I ended up pooping behind a tree where the girls "Poop Hole" was and the poop was enormous. I was so interested that I ended up taking a tape measure from her dad's truck and measuring it. A huge green turd at 16 inches long and 3 inches wide, yes, 3 INCHES WIDE!

Do you wish your poops were bigger, smaller, or stay the same? Why?

I hope they stay the same, about 10-12 inches long and maybe 2 or 3 wide just because I absolutely love the feeling of taking a massive dump, I could talk for hours about how much I love it.

Do you find that your poops are of similar size to your family's?

Yes, my mom also clogs the toilet a lot and has some big poops and even some of my girl cousins who I've seen poop.

Okay now onto the stories! My first story actually happened this morning (Tuesday the 30th) when my mother and I went to the morning mass. I wore a nice red velvet skirt and a red mask to match. I also had on some black underwear and black knee high boots. At the end of mass I had to shit really badly so I told my mom I was gonna go poop and I'd meet her at the car. The bathroom was heavily guarded for social distancing with a member of the church standing outside the stall you were using just to make sure you didn't remove your mask. I went in and the lady wearing a nice blue dress locked the bathroom door and said "Could you please take the second stall there, thank you". I locked the stall lowering my underwear to my knees and as I sat down I let out a quiet fart, a little embarrassing but I'm sure she understood. I didn't even have to pee I just had to poop so it was gonna be interesting. The thing inches it's way out and fell in with a splash, another turd about the same size slid out and fell in right after it. Both were about 10 inches long and I started wiping and flushed. I went out to the car and got in and my mom said "How was it" "It was good first time we've been in a while" "Oh I meant your poop" "Oh haha it was a good one" "That's good I have to take a giant one too so we gotta hurry up". My mom and I are very close with this kind of stuff, she's only 32 and had me when she was 16 and my Dad was 17. And to confirm I am 16 years old, I accidentally said 14 one time because of a typo so I'm 16. But we are very close with this stuff, she'll sometimes even poop with the door open, I won't but she's very open. I also get the very big dumps from her too. She is a paramedic so she's out from 4-2 on some days so when she comes home she stinks up the bathroom. We got home and she ran into the bathroom and I heard a big fart as she hit the seat. Right then my mom's boyfriend came in and he said "Sup kiddo, where's your mom" and I said "taking a shit upstairs hahaha" "Oh well isn't that wonderful". I know I haven't mentioned him before either lol. His name is Nate, he's a mechanic and he is 29. They met when my mom had to get her car fixed and they hit it off I guess, they started dating back in February.

That's all I have for now but I plan on posting another story on Monday! Bye everyone!!


Jasmin K

Training Potty

Hi Marie
Yes we still have and use a training potty. It's an older one in the style of a wooden chair. It has a hole in the seat and a potty locates underneath. There is a tray part which hinges sideways to allow the user to get on and off. The tray provides for a younger user to have colouring books crayons games / DS etc to play whilst sitting. To one side is a container.. I was able to use it comfortably untill I was mid teens. My cousin who is 8 still does use it and prefers it to the toilet for long constipated sittings..

Jas K


To Tyler C

That is too bad you gave up on having the occasional poo accident, that was quite the epic story you had :)


Stacy
Hey guys I found this super cool survey I will like to take. Question 1
When you ladies use the toilet do your pants get pulled down to knee level, or do you go the ankle route?
in public it depends on what i'm wearing like if i'm in jeans or shorts I have them them down around my shins, if i'm in a skirt it's going be pulled up but my panties around my ankles

Question 2
When sitting do you place your hands in your lap or do you rest them on each hip?

I prefer my lap unless I'm bored playing on my phone

Question 3
Do you pee before, during or after while having a poo?

both at the beginning middle and end

Question 4
Is farting normal during a poo? Are they loud audible echoes or quiet airy hisses?

It depends but mainly long zippier farts

Question 5
Do you ladies wipe from the seated position, or do you stand ? if in a skirt standing but pants or shorts seated

Question 6
How many times a day to you poop? How many times do you pee?

I poop normally 3 times a day either before school or when I get to school, after lunch or last class, after school activities, out with friends or boyfriend house .

Question 7
Have you ever let your significant other watch while you were on the toilet I have seen my boyfriend take monsters pooping cause he enjoys when I keep complaining about how bad it smell , a few times he seen me pee hopefully soon I will be able to poop with him but that be next level


Victoria B.

I killed a toilet

Hey!

So I think I killed Robyn's toilet! I was at her place hanging out when I did my poop sigh and knew I needed the toilet. Robyn followed me into the bathroom and I dropped my red booty shorts and black thong before sitting down. A quick fart and a brief stream of pee gave way to the main event and it was a good one. My main log was about eight inches long and an inch and a half in diameter and there were five or six that were only a little smaller that joined it in the bowl before all was said and done. I wiped my front and my butt before stupidly flushing. Robyn's toilet generally has done a good job handling me in the past but this time it was too much.

Everything flushed, believe it or not. But then we heard an ominous leak inside the tank. It lasted for like five minutes before it went away and I started to get a little nervous. An hour later Robyn had to pee and when she finished, wiped and flushed the same leak returned. It's never fun to call a landlord to talk about a broken toilet but I might have just put Robyn in the same position that Carlie B. is in right now. I don't know whether to feel proud or upset. Either way, it's good that there were multiple witnesses to the leak developing-it'll make it easier for Robyn to get the toilet fixed or even better, replaced for free!

Love,
Victoria!


Simmee

Zoo trip

Our zoo just opened for the season yesterday. I babysit a number of kids and this was the 4th time I've had Sloan out with me. He will be starting 1st grade this fall and he's at the awkward age when he frustrates me when we're away from home and he has to use the bathroom. Do I take him into the ladies or does he go into the mens alone? Each time I've had him this has been a problem. This past winter at the movies I took him to the entryway to the toilets which were really crowded. He was in there about 5 minutes and I was starting to worry about him when this man led him out and this guy was pretty angry. "Men have to sit for shits," this guy told me and he said Sloan had splashed up the seat and was way too unsure of himself to be in there alone. Of course, this caused Sloan to cry and killed his confidence.

So yesterday at the zoo I could smell Sloan needed to crap. I can't fault him for even wanting to avoid it after the negative early experiences he had. So I figured we'd revert back to the ladies room. There were 3 available cubicles next to each other at one end of the room. Sloan looked at the first one but I pulled him away because the seat was wet. I knew I was going to pee because I didn't want to have to drag him in with me in a few minutes. So I took the end toilet and I pointed him into the one next to me. I tried to encourage him by showing him he had almost a full supply to toilet paper on the roll. I seated myself and hurried my needs as much as I could. I wiped, flushed and was encouraged with I saw his legs spread and his feet hanging about 2 inches above the floor.

I looked through the crack and saw that Sloan's face was against the cubicle panel. The toilet paper roll I guess had been broken off or adjusted from two other positions and there were 4 holes, none plugged up, giving him a pretty good view of the person using the other toilet. From the front I could see her feet on the floor and I figured she was an adult. I don't know how long Sloan had been looking at her, but after I knocked he was just getting started and I heard about 3 splashes into the toilet as I waited for him. When I checked his "final" wipe, I wasn't impressed and I had him sit back down and do two more for me. Then I had to remind him to flush. The lever was on the wall and I had to give his hand a little more force to get the flush to work. Sloan tried to sneak one more peek through the hole before I escorted him out.

At lunch I tried to have a little bench talk with Sloan about bathroom privacy and minding his own business. Very generally I told him about the need to protect his privacy and mind his own business. He said there are no privacy doors at his grade school and that his female student teacher regularly came into the boys room to check and them and things if they were taking too long.


Andrea

To John H.

I'm the Andrea who took a big dump in the Chinese restaurant and I'm also the Andrea who came into the bathroom when my mother was going. There is another Andrea who posts here. Last week was the last time I was in the bathroom with my mother. LOL! I visit once a week and if I get there early enough(her toilet time haven't changed much since I was a kid)she will tell me to "come in and talk to me while I go to the toilet." We are as close as a mother and daughter can be. She is very regular but if she misses more than a day she will ask me to come over and insert a suppository. I'll wait around until she gets the urge to go, those things work pretty quick, then there is a real explosion of gas and turds.
I stumbled on to this site a few months ago. I was sitting on the toilet and I was thinking how much I love a bowel movement. I love how I feel when I get the urge. I love how I feel when I let out all that gas. I love the feel of a big turd coming out of my butt hole and plopping with a splash in the water. I also love it when I can feel a big turd that just keeps coming and when it drops there is no sound. Then I know I dropped a prize winner. I have to get up and look at it before I wipe. One time I pushed out a turd that was so long that the first half was in the water and the other end laid up against the back of the toilet and was part way up the rim. It was about a half inch from my butt cheeks. Well anyway I was sitting on the toilet enjoying my bowel movement and wondering if anyone else so thoroughly enjoys everything about going to the bathroom. So I did a search on my desktop and found this website. I read a lot of posts and realized that I was a kindred spirit. When I read the post about the girl who heard her step mother casually fart and was intrigued by that and her step mom's bowel movement, I thought that sounds so much like my story that I just had to post it.
I'll tell you one quick and funny story. My husband and I went on a vacation to Sicily years ago. It was a tour and we were on a bus most of the time. Then we would stop at a historically significant place and walk around for a couple of hours. That is how the entire trip went. One time we stopped for a bathroom break in this little town that looked like time forgot it. The guide said, "I just want to warn you that this will be a very unique bathroom break." Then she laughed. The attendant would only allow three women at a time to go in the "ladies room." When I got in all there was a little platform and three holes in it. you had to step onto the platform, squat and do your business right in front of the other two women. That didn't bother me. I was a lot younger then so squatting wasn't a big deal. The other two women were complaining about how humiliating this was and cursing out the guide. I did what I did best. I farted, peed, farted and shit. It's amazing how much better it is to squat when you poop. The other two women couldn't bring themselves to do anything. I enjoyed it immensely. I told you in another post that I take a naughty pleasure knowing that others here me on the toilet. This was way better. Not only could they hear me but they could clearly see my turds coming out. The two other women left but I stayed since I don't rush it when I go so two other women came in and watched me continue my pooping. One of the second two who came in said to me, "If you can do it, I guess I can too." She squatted there for a minute or so silently then I heard a barrage of farts, pee and poop. We both laughed. By that time I as done. I wiped and got ready to leave. The third woman said to us, " don't know how the two of you did it."


_ENV

@Anon

You asked about male attire where you don't need a bottom, sounds like someone wearing only a long trench coat. I don't think that's too viable for Summer but would during Winter.

I've thought about getting a kilt though. You normally wear nothing under it. Then I could just sort of go where ever I am. All the better for sneaky pee/poo since you don't have to fuss over clothing and you can do it that much faster.

There are a few posts here talking about peeing in cinema seating for example. I've also seen videos of girls who pee on subways etc. That would be very easy to get away with in a skirt w/ no underwear where they can just pee into the seat without really even moving nor exposing yourself. For a man, a kilt is the best equivalent.


Audrey
Hi everyone! I'm having a great time at camp and will be back with more stories soon! Thank you to everyone who gave suggestions.
1. Age and gender?- 15 F
2. Have you ever had an accident? - yes several
3. Pee accident?- yes
4. Poop accident?- yes
5. How old were you the last time you peed your pants?- 15
6. Were there any witnesses?- yes
7. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- thrilled
8. How did you respond to the situation?- I just washed them.
9. How old were you the last time you pooped your pants?- 15
10. Were there any witnesses? Yes.
11. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- thrilled
12. How did you respond to the situation?- I was curious, so I mushed around in it for a while before throwing out the panties.
13. Do you have a fear of having an accident?- Yes, but I am fine with doing it.
14. Have you sought help or treatment if it is a reoccurring problem?- I have not
15. Have you or do you use protective items like diapers?- When I can get them.
16. Share a memorable accident story!- Recently, I was out for a walk around my neighborhood after having a big lunch. I was getting desperate when I ran into some friends. We talked while walking, and I kept moving quickly. They asked me to slow down, and I explained that I desperately needed to take a huge poo. They giggled, and helped me on my way home. The pressure on my abdomen and butt increased, and eventually I doubled over and spilled a big log into my panties. My panties actually blew out, and I got mushy poo spilling out all over my lower back. I was pretty thickly covered, and showed my friends the mess. It was horrible to clean up, but it felt great to walk in, and I got a good story out of it.
Rosalynne: I hope you tell Juliet about this site!

Sherryl: I have peed and pooped in the sink, it is a fun challenge, and I love doing my stuff in naughty places. Also, it can be convenient. One time I was in a public park bathroom, where the toilet was out of order and the trash was full, (I really couldn't hold it) so I left a big load of liquid shit in the sink. I can still remember watching in the mirror bent over as it blasted out of my anus, as pressure, and splattered. I managed to wash it down the sink. There were a couple of farts, and then another wave of diarrhea. I think I dropped over a liter.

Marie: I use a training potty to sometimes. My patents let me use it when I'm in my room at night, I sleep pretty far from the bathroom and sometimes have bowel issues. It is fun to use, although sometimes I fill up the bowl with a pile and splash pee on my butt cheeks. (I have a pretty big and rounded butt, so sometimes it can get cramped.) Do you ever have those problems? I also love to squat over it, and stand bent over or gent on my knees and try to aim my poo into it from pretty far away. I love your stories and you are definitely my favorite toilet stool poster. I would love to hear more detailed stories from you, especially about doing pees and poos in places other than the toilet, an interest we seem to share. Also, it would be great to hear more details about the sink story. (BTW I'm AuDrey, not AuBrey.)


Johnny Dunnit

True Story [but could have been a nightmare]

I was at work one day. I worked in an office building and this one particular floor that I visited often was usually pretty empty and today was no exception. I was waiting for the elevator when I realized a minor urge to pee. Since the bathroom was only about 10 feet away, I decided to take advantage of it. As I walked into the bathroom, I suddenly had to fart also and knew immediately that it would be wise to do that while I was peeing [we all know why]. I saw that the room was empty and approached a urinal and began doing my thing in peace. The need to fart returned but needed just a bit of a push. Unfortunately I got more than I bargained for and was shocked by a small amount of shit that came out with it. I clenched everything immediately to limit the damage but now I was faced with a horrible dilemma. As all men know, we cant stop our pee midstream the way women can so I had only seconds to figure out my next move. If I released the front, I would start shitting again which clearly was not an option considering where I was. Instantly I hurried into the first stall which was right behind me. I carefully lowered my pants and sat, releasing both sides - and not a moment too soon. This was like mud - approaching diarrhea but not quite. And I never had any warning. No gas pains or anything that would signal what was coming. It took me completely by surprise. So now I sat - again in horror that there was no way I was going to get through this without some intense embarrassment. As I surveyed the damage, I found that my underwear was destroyed but nothing else was even touched by the muck. I thought that if I could just lose the undies, I could go commando to a store to buy some underwear and then come back to the office to put them on. I very carefully removed my shoes and socks and then my pants without getting anything on them. Now the task was to get my ass clean which was way beyond the capabilities of toilet paper. Still the room was empty but I had no idea how long that would last so I dashed out and grabbed two bunches of paper towels and soaked one with water. Imagine someone walking in at that moment and being greeted by the sight of me standing there like this. I almost had to laugh but was in too much terror. Mad dash back into the stall and still no intruders. I was able to get myself clean, put on my pants and shoes and get all evidence into the trash. And still nobody came in - I couldn't believe my luck. I managed to get underwear and get through the whole thing with zero embarrassment. Which is why I can look back and laugh out loud at the whole nightmare. This was probably 10 years ago and have not shared this with anyone until now. Hope you enjoyed.


Catherine

To Shannon

I found two of the stories - page 1821 and 2599. Unfortunately, I'm out of time and will try to look for them later.

Love,

Catherine!


Catherine

Carlie B - Buddy Dump Post

Carlie,

I shared the story of Alan and me buddy dumping in Key West, FL on page 2806.

Love,

Catherine!


Taylor T

Carlie's Survey

Hey everyone! Today I'm back with a few more stories but first I want to answer Carlie's survey!


Do you prefer public or private toilets when you go? Does it differ if #1 vs. 2?
With peeing it doesn't really matter to me when and where I go. I pee at least 8-9 times a day and it is very common for me to go that much. But with pooping I love unloading a big dump in a public toilet. I only poop every 2-3 days and sometimes even 4 days. So I like to put on a show for other girls in the bathroom.

Ignoring the context of where they are, do you prefer the stronger high power flushing ones usually found in public places or the more gentle, weaker home toilets?

I prefer stronger flush because I always clog my toilet at home with huge turds, I've clogged my toilet every time I poop for the past 3 or 4 years. So a stronger flush is always great.

Those of you who have experience with the opposite gender pooping, do you seem to notice if one tends to do bigger than the other?

I notice that boys do have big loads compared to girls, but honestly I have big loads compared to girls also haha! My turds are anywhere from 8-14 inches and that's about the same for all my boy cousins that I've seen poop since I don't have siblings.

When was the first time you remember seeing a clogged toilet? Do you know who did it or was it a stranger?

I believe the first time for me was with my friend Riley when she clogged a toilet at Six Flags in 3rd grade, we were in the same stall and her load was huge.

If you have ever, when do YOU first remember clogging one?

My second grade school didn't have strong flush toilets so on my third day of school I had a huge poop from having some chicken the night before and clogged the toilet so badly that they had to close the stall off on the fourth day of school.

Have you ever had to deal with an overflowing toilet?

I haven't but I know my friend Jenna has before.

Have you ever "buddy dumped" onto another person's poo? Was it because you wanted to or because theirs wouldn't flush?

Last week I posted a story about a overflowed toilet full of poop. At least 7 or 8 people's worth. But the first time I did was at school. It was fifth grade and I was waiting outside a stall waiting to poop and a girl I think her name was Sammy came out and she had pooped and clogged the toilet. I wasn't gonna wait so I went on top of it.

Was the biggest load you've ever seen done by you or someone else?

I was on a camping trip with my friend Bryanna in 6th grade and I ended up pooping behind a tree where the girls "Poop Hole" was and the poop was enormous. I was so interested that I ended up taking a tape measure from her dad's truck and measuring it. A huge green turd at 16 inches long and 3 inches wide, yes, 3 INCHES WIDE!

Do you wish your poops were bigger, smaller, or stay the same? Why?

I hope they stay the same, about 10-12 inches long and maybe 2 or 3 wide just because I absolutely love the feeling of taking a massive dump, I could talk for hours about how much I love it.

Do you find that your poops are of similar size to your family's?

Yes, my mom also clogs the toilet a lot and has some big poops and even some of my girl cousins who I've seen poop.

Okay now onto the stories! My first story actually happened this morning (Tuesday the 30th) when my mother and I went to the morning mass. I wore a nice red velvet skirt and a red mask to match. I also had on some black underwear and black knee high boots. At the end of mass I had to shit really badly so I told my mom I was gonna go poop and I'd meet her at the car. The bathroom was heavily guarded for social distancing with a member of the church standing outside the stall you were using just to make sure you didn't remove your mask. I went in and the lady wearing a nice blue dress locked the bathroom door and said "Could you please take the second stall there, thank you". I locked the stall lowering my underwear to my knees and as I sat down I let out a quiet fart, a little embarrassing but I'm sure she understood. I didn't even have to pee I just had to poop so it was gonna be interesting. The thing inches it's way out and fell in with a splash, another turd about the same size slid out and fell in right after it. Both were about 10 inches long and I started wiping and flushed. I went out to the car and got in and my mom said "How was it" "It was good first time we've been in a while" "Oh I meant your poop" "Oh haha it was a good one" "That's good I have to take a giant one too so we gotta hurry up". My mom and I are very close with this kind of stuff, she's only 32 and had me when she was 16 and my Dad was 17. And to confirm I am 16 years old, I accidentally said 14 one time because of a typo so I'm 16. But we are very close with this stuff, she'll sometimes even poop with the door open, I won't but she's very open. I also get the very big dumps from her too. She is a paramedic so she's out from 4-2 on some days so when she comes home she stinks up the bathroom. We got home and she ran into the bathroom and I heard a big fart as she hit the seat. Right then my mom's boyfriend came in and he said "Sup kiddo, where's your mom" and I said "taking a shit upstairs hahaha" "Oh well isn't that wonderful". I know I haven't mentioned him before either lol. His name is Nate, he's a mechanic and he is 29. They met when my mom had to get her car fixed and they hit it off I guess, they started dating back in February.

That's all I have for now but I plan on posting another story on Monday! Bye everyone!!


Tyler C

Shannon's Survey & Going Wee Wee All the Way Home

Thanks again unnamed commenter! I'm assuming you're the same person.

Hey Shanna: I've had some mornings where I immediately have to take a huge dump. It's not just you.

Hey Shannon: Your love your stories. I decided to take your survey.

1. Age and gender? - 21 M
2. Have you ever had an accident? - To say I've had a few would be a huge understatement.
3. Pee accident? - yes
4. Poop accident? - yep
5. How old were you the last time you peed your pants? - 21 (I told this story a few weeks ago.)
6. Were there any witnesses? - Yeah, some teens I didn't know and never saw again who rode by on bikes.
7. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent? - embarrassed mostly, but I guess it was kind of fun in hindsight since no one I know caught me.
8. How did you respond to the situation? - I rode my bike home and changed before my parents saw me.
9. How old were you the last time you pooped your pants? - 19
10. Were there any witnesses? - People were there, but I don't think they noticed.
11. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent? - This one was just embarrassing. I'm not a huge fan of pooping myself and I was so close to getting caught.
12. How did you respond to the situation? - I managed to sneak into the bathroom and clean myself up. (I'll tell the full story some time later.)
13. Do you have a fear of having an accident? - Not generally. I don't have any actual problems. I've just happened to find myself in some awkward situations.
14. Have you sought help or treatment if it is a reoccurring problem? - Again, it has happened a handful of times, but I don't have any problems.
15. Have you or do you use protective items like diapers? - No, but knowing that the virus can spread through flushing the toilet, diapers don't sound like a bad idea. (I'm only half joking!)
16. Share a memorable accident story!:

I figured I'd share this one because it happened only several months after my previous story. My dad always had a full time job whereas my mom worked part time throughout my Elementary School years to take care of me. When I got to Middle School, she decided I was old enough to be left alone for a couple hours here and there, so she started working different shifts and would leave a house key for me in a small box under the steps of our tool-shed. I mentioned in my first story that I was always shy about asking teachers if I could use the bathroom. That's the case here. I also hate going during the breaks between classes because that's when everyone else goes and waiting for a stall to open makes me late. (I hate urinals by the way, especially that school's urinals because they don't even have dividers, so everyone could easily see each other's wienies.) Of course, I usually had common sense and would ask the teacher or go between classes if I absolutely had to. I'd never just sit there and let my accident happen. However, in the first couple months of Middle School I was a bit more self conscious. I wasn't a nervous wreck or anything, but there is a natural amount of anxiety that comes with starting at a new school. Again, I would never let it get to the point where I was just sitting at my desk making a mess of the chair, but I did push up my threshold a bit for when I would act on my need. I had great muscle control, so sometimes if it was toward the end of the day and I had to go pretty bad, but was pretty sure I could hold it, I would try to relieve the pressure by methodically letting little, split-second long spurts go in my underwear. It actually would work. It actually took quite a few spurts until it would make a dot on the outside of my pants. Then, if I had to let more out, I would just reposition my penis and wet another side of my undies. It didn't always come to this, but it was an option for me. By the way, If I did this in P.E., I would face the wall while changing in the locker room. I didn't want anyone looking at the front of my tighty whities and seeing the little yellow spot I'd made.

This was a good system. That is until one day about 3 months into 6th Grade. I was walking home one day. This was one of those days where I really had to go and I had already let some tiny spurts out. It took me about 10 minutes to walk home from school. About 3 minutes into my walk I realized that I probably should have taken care of this before I left school. I figured I could probably make it since I only had about 7 minutes left in my walk, but I wasn't sure. I figured I should run, but then some friends walked up and started talking to me. I usually walked home alone, but sometimes depending if they hung around at school longer or left right away I'd run into some friends of mine. One of them was Max, who I mentioned in my "Peeing in a Secret Spot" story. The other two were Stephen and Gabe. Their names aren't really relevant to the story, I'm just trying to paint the scene better. Anyways, it would have been rude to just run away from them, so I just walked at a normal pace and talked to them for a while.

When they went off to their individual streets, I started sprinting down my street and into my backyard. Movement usually helps me when I have to pee, but I could already feel it in the tip of my penis. I was basically running while holding my wiener with one hand. I looked in the hiding place for the key, but I couldn't find it. I panicked and started looking around the area thinking that it might have been knock away somewhere. I was on my hands and knees looking all over the ground. I felt my pee start to escape in involuntary bursts. I got up. I think there was already a small circular wet patch on the front of my pants at this point. I didn't know what to do. I seemed to be out of options. I decided to call my mom to ask her where the key was. I dialed my phone. It rung for a while before she answered. Finally she picked up.

"Mom! They key isn't under the shed steps!"
"Tyler, I told you this morning that I moved it. It should be under the welcome mat."

I didn't remember her saying that. I must have tuned her out that morning. Oops! She decided to stay on the line until I got in the house just to be sure. I found the key. I ran up to the back door. I had to stand still for a couple seconds as I unlocked the door. Just then, as I stood there at the door with my phone in one hand, a key in the other, a sudden relieving euphoria took over me. I was momentarily confused what was going on, but I felt so good I didn't care. I felt all my muscles start to relax and I almost dropped my phone. I let out an audible "Aaahhhh!" of relief. I felt a familiar feeling of warmth enveloping my lower half. Just then, I heard my mom say, "Tyler, what's happening? Did you get in?" I suddenly snapped back to reality. I realized what was going on in my pants and I stopped it mid stream. I opened to door and told my Mom I was fine and said "Bye." I rushed in and kicked off my shoes. I felt the flow start back up on its own before I could get in the bathroom. I realized it was going to get to the bottom of my pant leg before I would have time to unzip and get my penis out, so as soon as I got in the bathroom I went straight for the bathtub and just went to town on those jeans.

We had a full body mirror in that bathroom and believe me, there was barely a dry inch left on those jeans. This was several months after the month I used my secret pants as a urinal, so I was familiar with how to clean my pants and this whole situation didn't really phase me too much. Neither of my parents would be home for a while anyways. I actually lounged around in my self-customized yellow tighty whities for about 20 minutes. I got some food and played some video games before I got around to doing the laundry.


Monika B.
Omg I'm sorry about all the sudden posts. I hope this isn't considered spam.

But today was...interesting. Most mornings, I hold my morning pee for awhile, usually at last half an hour (usually closer to an hour). I like to get my coffee, lie in bed, and wait until I REALLY have to go (pee or poop or both). So I woke up at 8:30 today and had to pee kind of badly, but I held it while drinking my coffee and water and watching YouTube. Around 9 I realized I really had to go both ways, mostly poop, but kept holding it for some reason. Then I got a call for a therapy session I sort of forgot about. Oooooof. Luckily it was only half an hour, but omg I REALLY had to poop and my stomach was hurting. I scrambled out of my room and went to the bathroom, and it was basically diarrhea. Omg. It's my fault, I've been eating stuff I know my stomach doesn't like. I'm fine, I took meds and it's gone.

Not only that, but sometimes when I get diarrhea (I have ibs so this happens fairly often), my bladder feels weaker. This happened today. I don't use the restroom at work because I'm super paranoid about COVID. Normally it's actually nbd; I only work 5 hours most days and I usually don't even need it until maybe the last hour, and it's manageable. But I had to leave a little early to run an errand, and despite careful planning with drinks, I felt a very slight urge at the beginning of my shift. I still had no trouble holding it until I got home, but I definitely felt strong urges for the last two hours. It really wasn't that bad though. I'm so glad I cut down on coffee; this situation would be way worse. Anyone else avoiding work restrooms?


Catherine

Ronette's Survey

1. In large bathrooms if you are the first person in and several toilets are available, how do you make the selection? I try pick the one nearest the handicap stall, which is usually the farthest from the door.

2. When in a crowded public restroom with all the stalls full and not hearing any flushes, do you...
A) Look for leg movement under the cubicle door? Usually, the door is open on empty stalls. I do notice feet.
B) Listen for the noise of something hitting the water?
C) Evidence of wiping by peeking between the door and partition?
D) Ask if they are about done?
E) Take a doorless stall since it is likely to be available? I won't use a doorless stall. Something is just wrong with this!
F) Other?

A, mostly. Being in a small town, it's rare to use a large bathroom that's busy.

3. Does it make any difference if the person is peeing or crapping? If someone is having a bowel movement, I will try to leave an empty stall between us. But sometimes, it's unavoidable.

4. What have you done to get their attention and get them off the toilet? Fortunately, I've never had to do this.

5. How long should a person sit before relinquishing their seat? If you really have to have a bowel movement in public, the deed should be over with in 5-7 minutes, unless your extremely constipated or having diarrhea. But I'm not a bathroom monitor. I know how vulnerable it can be to poop in public. And, I know how frustrating it can be to wait on someone.

I hope that's helpful!

Love,

Catherine!


Kenna

2nd story

Hey everyone! Kenna again. I have another story about Josh that happened after our cabin trip. It was the friday after our trip and we had a dinner date planned for after work. I came over to his apartment after work to get ready to go out and found that Josh was already in the bathroom. I figured he was showering or getting ready so i sent him a quick text letting him know i had arrived. I waited on the couch and watched some tv. After about 10 minutes of not hearing anything from the bathroom i decided to go investigate. I knocked lightly on the bathroom door and said gently "Josh, are you ok in there"? I heard a faint sigh and replied "sorry Kenna i didnt know you were here! My phone is in my bedroom". "Well are you ok?" I asked. "Hang on a second, ill be right there" he said. I heard him shut the toilet lid but he didnt flush which i thought was odd. I heard the sink running and he washed his hands. He came out a few seconds later looking red faced and bothered. I gave him a hug and asked again if he was ok. "Not really, i had a really busy day at work and ive had to poop most of the day, but havent had time so i held it in and now i cant go, it wont come out" he replied, while hanging his head. "Awh, im sorry, do you still want to go to dinner"? "Absolutely, i just wish i could poop, but i need a break from trying" said Josh. "Well i still need to get ready, you can try going some more while i get ready if you want" i told him. I grabbed my makeup bag and headed into the bathroom. Josh sat down on the toilet again and slowly began to work on his #2. He was softly grunting at the ends of his pushes and i could faintly hear his poop crackling as he tried to go. "Ugh. Its just too hard to come out" moaned Josh. He tried for a few more minutes and got up off the toilet and told me he would try later, he just couldnt go yet. I finished getting ready and we headed to dinner. We had a great evening and arrived back home to watch a movie. "Before we start, i need to try and go poop again" Josh told me. "Could you come with me and try to help me?" I said absolutely. He led me in the bathroom and sat on the toilet again. He took a deep breathe and i held his hands "puuush baby, you can do this, take your time" i coaxed. His first several attempts were not successfull and his bowel movement stayed stuck. I kept encouraging him, "cmon Josh, push a little harder this time, youve got this"! He screwed up his face and did some really hard strains when i heard the familiar crackling from under his butt. "There you go, push....push.....push..." i encouraged every few seconds as he kept a hard strain going for about 10 seconds. More crackling and then i knew it was coming out because of the smell under him. "Keep going, babe, almost there!" He winced in pain and kept pushing. A couple minutes later a giant splash was heard "yay!! Good job" i congratulated him. "Are you done"? He pushed again and said "yes". He stood up and we looked at his poop. It was really thick and about 12" long. I let him wipe in private and he flushed amd thanked me for the help. We retreated to the couch to finish our movie before i headed home for the night. I hope y'all enjoyed this story. Ill post again when i can, xoxo Kenna


Richard

Lake toilet

Well yesterday we went kayaking on the lake. We had a little lunch and spent 4hours on the water. When we got back my bowels were ready to unload. I walked to the toilet which is a pit style here in Northern Pennsylvania. Just as I was rounding the corner to go in I noticed a car pulling into the parking lot. A woman in her late 30s early 40s got out and was moving quickly toward the restroom. The mens and womens rooms are back to back with a pit in the bottom. I went in and sat down and I heard her go in the other side and threw the cover up and she exploded poop everywhere. And she kept going at this point I started to poop. My load was soft and came out with no pushing.
I then heard someone else enter the ladies room. I heard her pee and then she farted with some loose shit. I then heard someone wiping and leaving so I did the same. When I got out I realized the second lady had been my wife. She said the other woman in there had shit her pants and her panties and shorts were on the floor visible under the stall.
Wonder what she wore home. Has this ever happened to any ladies?


Catherine

Survey's

Here are my answers to Carlie B's survey. Carlie, I hope you are well!

Do you prefer public or private toilets when you go? Does it differ if #1 vs. 2? I prefer private toilets for both. But I'm not going to delay the urge or risk an accident if a private toilet is not available.

Ignoring the context of where they are, do you prefer the stronger high power flushing ones usually found in public places or the more gentle, weaker home toilets? Our toilets are low-flush so that we do not use as much water. You can choose the flush depending on whether or not the load is a pee or a poop. So, I guess I really don't have a preference. I shared that I've clogged our church's toilet before. It's an older building so some of the toilets are not to public bathroom standards.

Those of you who have experience with the opposite gender pooping, do you seem to notice if one tends to do bigger than the other? My husband is the only adult male whose load I've ever seen. I think we are comparable in size.

When was the first time you remember seeing a clogged toilet? Do you know who did it or was it a stranger? I cannot remember. I know that I clogged the toilet as a child and I know that from time to time I would see an un-flushed or clogged toilet. It really never made as much an impression that I would have a memory of when and where.

If you have ever, when do YOU first remember clogging one? I know that I did as a child when I would alternate between constipation and diarrhea. Sometimes my mother or father would have to put the load in a plastic bag because it wasn't going down the hole. I know I was in elementary school, but can't remember when. My obsession with pooping and remembering the session, the size, shape and such did not begin until I was a teenager.

Have you ever had to deal with an overflowing toilet? No, thankfully. If I flushed and the load did not go down, I would not try to flush again.

Have you ever "buddy dumped" onto another person's poo? Was it because you wanted to or because theirs wouldn't flush? Alan and I buddy dumped on vacation last summer. I shared the story, but I don't remember when or what page. I will check and share in another post! We did it because we wanted to and were feeling naughty!

Was the biggest load you've ever seen done by you or someone else? Me. I just don't see many other people's poops!

Do you wish your poops were bigger, smaller, or stay the same? Why? I like my bowel habits - twice daily. They are large, but they are soft due to lots of fiber, drinking water, etc. However, I do like it when, on vacation, I might be irregular, resulting in a large, firm log! I don't like small poops.

Do you find that your poops are of similar size to your family's? I am adopted, so I can't compare with biological parents or family. However, ever since marrying Alan, he, his two girls and I can do some pretty big poops, since we all eat the same way. And, Alan and I have a little boy together, who's almost three, and he can do some major poops. He puts away a lot of food!

I hope that's helpful, Carlie!

Shannon, here are the answers to your survey. I hope you are well!

1. Age and gender?- 39 F
2. Have you ever had an accident? Yes, I've had more than a handful!
3. Pee accident?- Yes, as a child.
4. Poop accident?- Yes, several!
5. How old were you the last time you peed your pants? I was a child, perhaps 7? It did not make an impression on me and it happened because I waited too long!
6. Were there any witnesses? My mother helped me get clean
7. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent? Indifferent
8. How did you respond to the situation? My mother helped me change
9. How old were you the last time you pooped your pants?- 36
10. Were there any witnesses? Yes, my husband Alan
11. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent? Embarrassed. It was not as solid as an accident, really messy, and I was pregnant.
12. How did you respond to the situation? I cried. Alan helped me get clean and cleaned the mess
13. Do you have a fear of having an accident? No.
14. Have you sought help or treatment if it is a reoccurring problem? No
15. Have you or do you use protective items like diapers? No
16. Share a memorable accident story! I will see if I can find their page numbers and share!

I hope that's helpful!

Love to all,

Catherine!


Mark

Toilet Survey

1. Do you prefer public or private toilets when you go? Does it differ if #1 vs. 2?

I always need to try and find a private restroom when I have to go. Normally I use the cubicle to pee instead of the urinals, but when it comes to the other I HATE doing that in public anywhere and only do it if I can't hold it.

2. Ignoring the context of where they are, do you prefer the stronger high power flushing ones usually found in public places or the more gentle, weaker home toilets?

I don't really notice I suppose..

3. Those of you who have experience with the opposite gender pooping, do you seem to notice if one tends to do bigger than the other?

No idea

4. When was the first time you remember seeing a clogged toilet? Do you know who did it or was it a stranger?

I remember being about 12 and being at school and seeing a big black turd floating in the water on it's own, without even any toilet paper in there. No idea who it was, I imagine they must have dropped it and hurried off.

5. If you have ever, when do YOU first remember clogging one?

When I was 13, I went to a camping trip for a week with my class and refused to use the smelly outhouses they gave us, so I held it in the entire time. When I got back home and finally let it out, it immediately clogged it and I can still remember my mother having to clean it up, soooo embarrassing.

6. Have you ever had to deal with an overflowing toilet?

Not deal with, but there was a couple of times I "went" and then panicked when it overflowed and ran out. Feel guilty about it, but it's better than getting caught and having to admit what happened to someone.

7. Have you ever "buddy dumped" onto another person's poo? Was it because you wanted to or because theirs wouldn't flush?

ew no, that's disgusting! I'd have to find another toilet!

8. Was the biggest load you've ever seen done by you or someone else?

Definitely me..

9. Do you wish your poops were bigger, smaller, or stay the same? Why?

I wish they were smaller because they're always big and it's harder to hide what i'm doing. When I was in school, before I learned not to go there, I remember a few times being on the toilet and having the other kids making fart noises outside and laughing about the smell

10. Do you find that your poops are of similar size to your family's?

I don't really know how big theirs are.

Not really any recent stories to tell, obviously with the situation going on I haven't had to go anywhere. It is kinda awkward having less private time in the house to go what with people not leaving, but I can normally get away with doing it before a shower.


Anon

@Sherryl

I like your idea of going while in a tree. Unfortunately, the only trees in the wilderness around here are pine-relatives and aspen, nothing with a limb you could be on.


Jen

Shannon's Accident Survey

1. Age and gender?- 38 F
2. Have you ever had an accident? - yes
3. Pee accident?- yes
4. Poop accident?- yes
5. How old were you the last time you peed your pants?- maybe 6 years old
6. Were there any witnesses?- yes my whole class
7. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- embarrassed
8. How did you respond to the situation?- I went to the school nurse where I was given a change of clothes and sent back to class
9. How old were you the last time you pooped your pants?- 35
10. Were there any witnesses? Yes
11. Were you embarassed, thrilled or indifferent?- extremely embarrased
12. How did you respond to the situation?- I cried which made me even more embarrassed. I had to leave where I was to go home and change my underwear.
13. Do you have a fear of having an accident?- the idea of peeing or pooping my pants in front of anyone is very scary to me yes. I was mortified when it happened.
14. Have you sought help or treatment if it is a reoccurring problem?- no
15. Have you or do you use protective items like diapers?- no
16. Share a memorable accident story!- ok so here is the really embarrassing one from a couple of years ago. My sister in law was having a party in the spring for her daughter's/my niece's graduation. They live about 3 hours from us, but my husband and I decided to just make it a day trip. We got up early and got everything together, and got on the road around 9:30 for the party which started at 1. On the way there we stopped for quick breakfast at a McDonalds drive thru. Its important to note that I never eat McDonalds. Late in the drive my stomach started bothering me and soon I realized I needed to go to the bathroom- whatever I ate was upsetting my stomach. I told my husband I needed to go but we were 20 minutes from my SIL's house and he asked if I thought I could wait. I had no reason to suspect I couldn't so I thought for a second then said yes, I could wait. By the time we got there I REALLY needed to go, and all i could think about was getting to the toilet. I was dreading having to say hello to everyone as soon as we walked in because I knew I would need to get straight to the bathroom, so I told my husband to deflect for me so I could do just that, and he said ok then asked me if it was that much of an emergency, and I said yes it is absolutely an emergency. I quickly climbed out of the car and when I stood up, everything got so much worse. I got awful cramps and I really felt like it was going to come out right then, and it took everything in my power to hold it in and hobble to the house. We got inside and were immediately greeted, and my hubby, bless his soul, immediately says "Jen needs to go to the bathroom so she'll say her hellos in a second". Not what I had in mind when I asked him to deflect, but it was honest and effective, I'll give him that... besides, the embarrassment of that statement would be completely moot in just a minute. I rushed for the bathroom, got in and closed the door behind me, and got a cramp so bad that I couldn't move. I froze before the toilet and groaned, and before I could pull my pants down, I pooped myself really badly. It was the soft kind, and it was so much that I felt the weight sagging in my panties and leggings, and it felt hot and mushy. I stood there just in total shock, trying to process what even just happened, and trying not to believe that I had really just had an accident in my pants at a party full of my husband's relatives and their friends, literally the minute I arrived (party pooper!) I burst into tears. I just didn't know what to do, and to add insult to injury I had left my phone in the car in my hurry to get inside, so I couldn't even text my husband to tell him what happened and to help me sneak out. So I had to make an incredible walk of shame back out to the foyer where everyone immediately saw that I was in tears and became concerned, and I had to sheepishly confess that I didnt get to the toilet in time and had an accident. My husband looked as mortified as I felt. His mother and sister kept saying they were sorry and it was ok and were offering me the shower and a change of clothes, but I was so humiliated I just wanted to leave. I made my husband drive me all the way home in my mess so I could clean up in my own bathroom, which in retrospect was a horrible decision because I got a terrible rash from sitting in my mess for so long. My hubby was quiet and didnt say much but I could tell he was a little mad and probably ashamed of me :( I've never been more embarrassed. Everytime we go there now I can't stop thinking about the accident and i relive it. So shannon, I can certainly understand how you feel when you have accidents sometimes. Once is bad enough, I feel terrible that you've had to go through that multiple times. Thank you for sharing your stories and helping me know I'm not alone.

Jen


Seraphina (Sera)

Replies to Tyler C, Anon, Abbie, rb and Shanna

Tyler C: I don't like spiders either. Out in the country we have some toilets known as "Long drops" that are basically just a toilet seat over a hole in the ground. I could never use them because I would stress about what could crawl up out of the hole and bite me.

I don't think any snakes or spiders living down there would think it funny to be bombed with someone's wee or poo.

Black shorts would have been helpful for your wetting. I find skirts do a wonderful job of hiding it too! It's a pity you can't wear a kilt or ceremonial dress like men do in some countries overseas.

I loved your story about when your toilet was broken. Would love to hear more stories of how you got away with wetting to avoid toilets. I find myself still holding on a lot at school and might have to let a bit go to make it easier to last the whole day.

Anon: If it is raining hard and I am out camping with my parents I undress in the tent then put my boots back on and cover up with just a rain coat. Then I can squat and not worry about my pants getting wet with the rain. You might get strange looks if you wore a kilt or dress as I mentioned above!

Abbie: Thanks for letting me know about your school experiences. Have you ever tried to regulate the timing of your poo? I was thinking if you can move it to early in the morning it might be more convenient.

Rb: Thanks for the words of encouragement. I assume you mean you found out that some girls wet themselves at school? I am scarred of getting found out and rely on my skirt to hide it but I am worried if they can smell it when I am wet. Is that how you found out?

Shanna: Really sorry to hear about your bad IBS. I would think this is a great time to consider protection and encourage you to be open with your parents and try to remember that a medical issue is nothing to be embarrassed about.

You might be surprised how much your parents will support you. You could just let them find out gradually if you don't want to speak to them about it. It would make it so much easier in many ways once they know. Good luck!

Sera.


Bianca

Outdoors

Hey Everyone on Toiletstool! I love the pooping/peeing outdoors stories. It reminds me of one of my favorite shows Naked And Afraid. People have to live without clothes, and they have to hunt for food and water. This also means they have to go to toilet outside. Some participants have had diarrhea before. Once, I believe some people used pee to keep an insect away, but I don't know exactly. All I know is, they put the pee on themselves. I would rather have a casual regular outdoor experience to poop/pee in the nature. Today I had a semi firm poop again with very slight urgency. It came out in a medium speed, and some peices. One neat thing that happened today was I discovered rectangular marshmallows. I hope everyone is helthy including in your pooping and peeing functions. Bye.


JW

To Kung Poo Re: Reading and poopomg

I'm 100% with your wife on this one!! If she has to bear down hard enough to be "red-faced just to get her turd to crown", I'll bet her bowel movements are as "reluctant" as mine, and need total concentration to make them happen. I'll bet if you ask her, she'll tell you that she has to wait for the "urge" and then devote her full attention to her "puuuuuuuuuuuush" as you put it. And believe me, she's likely doing more than simply pushing. She's paying attention to the movement in her anus. In so doing she's deciding how hard to push, how long each push must last, and when she can get another breath without loosing the urge or having the poop slip back into her rectum, having to start over. BE SUPPORTIVE and DO NOT interrupt the process!!-- JW


Catherine

Carlie B - Buddy Dump Post

Carlie,

I shared the story of Alan and me buddy dumping in Key West, FL on page 2806.

Love,

Catherine!


Catherine

To Shannon

I found two of the stories - page 1821 and 2599. Unfortunately, I'm out of time and will try to look for them later.

Love,

Catherine!


Audrey
Hi everyone! I'm having a great time at camp and will be back with more stories soon! Thank you to everyone who gave suggestions.
1. Age and gender?- 15 F
2. Have you ever had an accident? - yes several
3. Pee accident?- yes
4. Poop accident?- yes
5. How old were you the last time you peed your pants?- 15
6. Were there any witnesses?- yes
7. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- thrilled
8. How did you respond to the situation?- I just washed them.
9. How old were you the last time you pooped your pants?- 15
10. Were there any witnesses? Yes.
11. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- thrilled
12. How did you respond to the situation?- I was curious, so I mushed around in it for a while before throwing out the panties.
13. Do you have a fear of having an accident?- Yes, but I am fine with doing it.
14. Have you sought help or treatment if it is a reoccurring problem?- I have not
15. Have you or do you use protective items like diapers?- When I can get them.
16. Share a memorable accident story!- Recently, I was out for a walk around my neighborhood after having a big lunch. I was getting desperate when I ran into some friends. We talked while walking, and I kept moving quickly. They asked me to slow down, and I explained that I desperately needed to take a huge poo. They giggled, and helped me on my way home. The pressure on my abdomen and butt increased, and eventually I doubled over and spilled a big log into my panties. My panties actually blew out, and I got mushy poo spilling out all over my lower back. I was pretty thickly covered, and showed my friends the mess. It was horrible to clean up, but it felt great to walk in, and I got a good story out of it.
Rosalynne: I hope you tell Juliet about this site!

Sherryl: I have peed and pooped in the sink, it is a fun challenge, and I love doing my stuff in naughty places. Also, it can be convenient. One time I was in a public park bathroom, where the toilet was out of order and the trash was full, (I really couldn't hold it) so I left a big load of liquid shit in the sink. I can still remember watching in the mirror bent over as it blasted out of my anus, as pressure, and splattered. I managed to wash it down the sink. There were a couple of farts, and then another wave of diarrhea. I think I dropped over a liter.

Marie: I use a training potty to sometimes. My patents let me use it when I'm in my room at night, I sleep pretty far from the bathroom and sometimes have bowel issues. It is fun to use, although sometimes I fill up the bowl with a pile and splash pee on my butt cheeks. (I have a pretty big and rounded butt, so sometimes it can get cramped.) Do you ever have those problems? I also love to squat over it, and stand bent over or gent on my knees and try to aim my poo into it from pretty far away. I love your stories and you are definitely my favorite toilet stool poster. I would love to hear more detailed stories from you, especially about doing pees and poos in places other than the toilet, an interest we seem to share. Also, it would be great to hear more details about the sink story. (BTW I'm AuDrey, not AuBrey.)


Johnny Dunnit

True Story [but could have been a nightmare]

I was at work one day. I worked in an office building and this one particular floor that I visited often was usually pretty empty and today was no exception. I was waiting for the elevator when I realized a minor urge to pee. Since the bathroom was only about 10 feet away, I decided to take advantage of it. As I walked into the bathroom, I suddenly had to fart also and knew immediately that it would be wise to do that while I was peeing [we all know why]. I saw that the room was empty and approached a urinal and began doing my thing in peace. The need to fart returned but needed just a bit of a push. Unfortunately I got more than I bargained for and was shocked by a small amount of shit that came out with it. I clenched everything immediately to limit the damage but now I was faced with a horrible dilemma. As all men know, we cant stop our pee midstream the way women can so I had only seconds to figure out my next move. If I released the front, I would start shitting again which clearly was not an option considering where I was. Instantly I hurried into the first stall which was right behind me. I carefully lowered my pants and sat, releasing both sides - and not a moment too soon. This was like mud - approaching diarrhea but not quite. And I never had any warning. No gas pains or anything that would signal what was coming. It took me completely by surprise. So now I sat - again in horror that there was no way I was going to get through this without some intense embarrassment. As I surveyed the damage, I found that my underwear was destroyed but nothing else was even touched by the muck. I thought that if I could just lose the undies, I could go commando to a store to buy some underwear and then come back to the office to put them on. I very carefully removed my shoes and socks and then my pants without getting anything on them. Now the task was to get my ass clean which was way beyond the capabilities of toilet paper. Still the room was empty but I had no idea how long that would last so I dashed out and grabbed two bunches of paper towels and soaked one with water. Imagine someone walking in at that moment and being greeted by the sight of me standing there like this. I almost had to laugh but was in too much terror. Mad dash back into the stall and still no intruders. I was able to get myself clean, put on my pants and shoes and get all evidence into the trash. And still nobody came in - I couldn't believe my luck. I managed to get underwear and get through the whole thing with zero embarrassment. Which is why I can look back and laugh out loud at the whole nightmare. This was probably 10 years ago and have not shared this with anyone until now. Hope you enjoyed.


Positioned Pooper

Questions for Everyone

I have a few questions for anyone reading.

But first, an introduction.

Hello, I'm Positioned Pooper (which is an alias, obviously.) I am a 25 year old married woman. I'm 5'3" with light brown hair and a moderately curvy figure. My poops are normally solid and large. Sometimes I hold for a few days to make them larger.

I enjoy experimenting with different positions to poop in. I've obviously pooped sitting and even squatting before, but those are easy. The poop slides right out. I like to position myself in ways that make it harder to have a BM. I've tried pooping standing up, I've tried pooping while laying on my side, back and stomach, and I've tried pooping while sitting flat on he floor. I've tried all kinds of positions. I really want to try pooping while hanging upside down but I haven't figured out a safe way to do that yet.

I just love the extra challenge. The poop doesn't slide out easily so you have to squeeze it out yourself. It makes the relief so much more rewarding!

Here are my questions.

1. What is the strangest position you have ever pooped in?
2. If you have ever pooped while laying down, do you find it easier to do it while laying on your back, side, or stomach?
3. Do you find pooping more pleasurable when it's more difficult?
4. Do you have any stories about yourself or anyone else pooping in a strange position?

Please answer!


Kenna

2nd story

Hey everyone! Kenna again. I have another story about Josh that happened after our cabin trip. It was the friday after our trip and we had a dinner date planned for after work. I came over to his apartment after work to get ready to go out and found that Josh was already in the bathroom. I figured he was showering or getting ready so i sent him a quick text letting him know i had arrived. I waited on the couch and watched some tv. After about 10 minutes of not hearing anything from the bathroom i decided to go investigate. I knocked lightly on the bathroom door and said gently "Josh, are you ok in there"? I heard a faint sigh and replied "sorry Kenna i didnt know you were here! My phone is in my bedroom". "Well are you ok?" I asked. "Hang on a second, ill be right there" he said. I heard him shut the toilet lid but he didnt flush which i thought was odd. I heard the sink running and he washed his hands. He came out a few seconds later looking red faced and bothered. I gave him a hug and asked again if he was ok. "Not really, i had a really busy day at work and ive had to poop most of the day, but havent had time so i held it in and now i cant go, it wont come out" he replied, while hanging his head. "Awh, im sorry, do you still want to go to dinner"? "Absolutely, i just wish i could poop, but i need a break from trying" said Josh. "Well i still need to get ready, you can try going some more while i get ready if you want" i told him. I grabbed my makeup bag and headed into the bathroom. Josh sat down on the toilet again and slowly began to work on his #2. He was softly grunting at the ends of his pushes and i could faintly hear his poop crackling as he tried to go. "Ugh. Its just too hard to come out" moaned Josh. He tried for a few more minutes and got up off the toilet and told me he would try later, he just couldnt go yet. I finished getting ready and we headed to dinner. We had a great evening and arrived back home to watch a movie. "Before we start, i need to try and go poop again" Josh told me. "Could you come with me and try to help me?" I said absolutely. He led me in the bathroom and sat on the toilet again. He took a deep breathe and i held his hands "puuush baby, you can do this, take your time" i coaxed. His first several attempts were not successfull and his bowel movement stayed stuck. I kept encouraging him, "cmon Josh, push a little harder this time, youve got this"! He screwed up his face and did some really hard strains when i heard the familiar crackling from under his butt. "There you go, push....push.....push..." i encouraged every few seconds as he kept a hard strain going for about 10 seconds. More crackling and then i knew it was coming out because of the smell under him. "Keep going, babe, almost there!" He winced in pain and kept pushing. A couple minutes later a giant splash was heard "yay!! Good job" i congratulated him. "Are you done"? He pushed again and said "yes". He stood up and we looked at his poop. It was really thick and about 12" long. I let him wipe in private and he flushed amd thanked me for the help. We retreated to the couch to finish our movie before i headed home for the night. I hope y'all enjoyed this story. Ill post again when i can, xoxo Kenna


Sunday, July 05, 2020


Sherryl

To Audrey

In response to your question about your going to summer camp next week and making it fun. I have years of experience in peeing and pooping outside and I hope you share your stories in this forum. As for making it more fun, I would suggest trying to climb up a tree and sitting on a sturdy branch and using that as your "toilet". You could also try using a log or a stump as your bathroom. Maybe try using leaves or moss to wipe with. You could also see if there are any other girls there who would like to join you. An outdoor potty buddy can always be fun. See if you can also pee or poop in a nearby stream or creek and watch your poop float downstream. Try going at night and challenge yourself to not piss on your shoes. Hope this helps.


Tyler C

These Pants Were Made for Peeing

Thanks to the unnamed user. I hope you enjoyed the story I just posted about the time I "browned" my undies when I was 15. In it, I mentioned that divorced from the embarrassment of doing it in public, pooping my pants felt kind of interesting. It was warm and squishy and taboo, but it was still kind of gross, and the clean up sucks. Conversely, divorced from the embarrassment of doing it in public, I've always found peeing my pants to be very enjoyable with very easy clean up. An example of this would be a strange couple of weeks a little over a decade ago.

When I was 10, my house had a problem with the main drain. My Dad tried to fix it, but couldn't. Eventually, we had to call the some people to fix it. Turns out it was tree roots growing into the pipe underneath the front lawn. The whole ordeal took about a month to resolve. It got to the point we couldn't use the drains at all. We had to wash our hands and dishes outside, we took showers at my grandmother's house, and, most relevant to this story, we couldn't use our toilets. Of course, I could go at school, but any other time, we had to go to this rec center down the street from us. The thing is, it was a 10 minute walk away. There were closer places, but they were just stuff like convenience stores with no public restrooms or restaurants that made you buy food first. So usually, my parents would take me up and we would all go at once in the evening and also around noon on the weekends. This, of course, got tedious very fast.

I usually only had to poop once or twice a day, sometimes only once in the span of two days, so that worked out fine, but I'd normally pee several times a day. So, I'd have to ask one of my parents to drive me up, and if they weren't available, I'd either have to hold it for an uncomfortably long time or walk to the rec center. Now, sometimes I'd enjoy a good walk, but other times, I'd be busy doing something and I wouldn't want to make a 20 minute round trip just to pee. So, this required some innovative thinking.

I've mentioned it before and I'll mention it again: I don't like peeing outdoors. There's nothing wrong with the experience itself, in fact, it's quite enjoyable, but I always feel like I'll get caught. I especially might get caught in my backyard because we only had wire fences that let our neighbors see into our yard. I didn't want to have to show the old lady next door my wiener every time I went to pee. I would have been alright peeing into a bottle, but I drank primarily juice pouches, soda cans, and water from a pitcher. The only water bottle I had was a reusable metal one I took to school and I wasn't going to pee in something I intend to drink out of. So, I didn't seem to have any options besides the rec center.

Then one night, about a week into our plumbing situation, I woke up needing to pee. I checked my alarm clock. It was 3:00 in the morning. The rec center was obviously closed. I probably could have gotten away with peeing outside, but we had a security system I didn't know the code to that announced when the doors were opened, and I didn't want to wake my parents. I was really at a loss of options. There was only one place for me to use the bathroom and that place was in my pants. That's when I came up with my clever solution.

I don't want to ruin these nice pajama pants I wear ever night, but what about some pants that I never wear? I dug through my pants drawer and found some old khakis that I hardly ever wore. I took off my pajama bottoms and put them on. It was kind of weird to just purposefully pee in my pants, but I just stood with my legs together, arms at my side, and tried to imagine I was in a bathroom standing in front of a toilet, and it worked! Off I went, peeing and peeing just like being in a bathroom except instead of my pee going into a toilet bowl, it was spreading across my lap and running down my leg, caressing me along the way with it's warmth. The front of those light tan pants turned dark shade of brown so fast. The pee made its way to the bottom of my pant leg and cascaded off my foot, pooling in a little puddle on the linoleum floor beneath me. When I was all done, I was so relieved. I took the pants off and wiped up the puddle and my legs with the dry parts of the pants. Then, I stuck the pants in the bottom of a chest of toys that I had outgrown playing with. Problem solved, pee all cleaned up, evidence hidden, it was that simple. Why hadn't I thought of this before?

The next day, I woke up and decided I couldn't put the pants in the laundry basket because my mom would see them while doing the laundry, so I decided I'd have to keep them in that chest until she ran the washing machine at which point I could throw them in. That wouldn't be for a day or two as it wasn't laundry day. I was playing my PS3 later in the day when I realized I had to pee. I got up to ask my parents to drive me to the rec center when I had an interesting thought: Why don't I just use the same pants I went in last night? It was a very naughty thought. I mean, it was justified the previous night because I had no other option, but was I really about to intentionally have an accident into the same pants just because I was to lazy to spend 5 minutes using the bathroom at a rec center? ...The answer was absolutely!

Once again, I threw on those admittedly nice pair of khakis and let myself go. The wet spot was still visible from before. Although, it was kind of faint, but I made sure that wasn't gonna stay the case. I rewetted the whole front of those pants. I think it ran down both legs that time. I proudly stood there in the middle of my bedroom with my hands on my hips taking care of my business in my pants. After I was done, I cleaned up and threw the pants back in the chest again. This was perfect! It was like I had my own private bathroom. Every time I had to pee at home for the next few weeks, I just threw those pants on and let nature take its course. Who knew that having the plumbing broken would making peeing even easier.

It was so fun! I even tried to hold it at school just so when I got home I could unleash the full power of my bladder into those pants. Towards the end of the second week of our plumbing situation, my Dad told me that the old lady who lives next door would let us use her bathroom so we didn't have to keep going to that rec center. That was very nice of her. So, that meant I didn't need to use my secret toilet pants anymore right? ... nope. I was having too much fun to give those up. I of course did my poops at her house and occasionally peed there to so my parents didn't get suspicious of my never going to the bathroom, but other than that, we go in a boring old toilet when you can go in the comfy privacy of your own pants.

One day, my Mom came in my room and commented that something smelled weird. She was right, the smell of stale pee was starting to seep in. Eventually, my Mom did the laundry and as she left the washing machine running, I snuck my smelly pee pants in, but not before making a brief visit to the bathroom in them. When the laundry was done I took them and stuffed them back in my toy chest for when I needed them.

This cycle lasted the next couple of weeks. Use the pants, sneak them into the laundry, put the back in my chest, repeat. The toilet eventually got fixed, but that didn't stop me from using my own special toilet. Unfortunately, one day I came home found my Mom going through my toy chest to find stuff for Goodwill when she found my pee pants. This was one of the most embarrassing conversations I ever had to have. The plumbing was actually fixed for about 5 days at this point. I just told her that they were from when the toilet was broken and I had to wet my pants because there was nowhere to go. It wasn't a lie. That is what initially happened. I just didn't tell her about the other couple of dozen times. She told me it was okay, but I shouldn't have tried to hide it in the toy chest like that.

That embarrassing outcome put me off purposefully using my pants as a bathroom on a consistent basis, but it did teach me that is that if I'm in a situation where getting to the bathroom is inconvenient, wetting myself isn't a bad alternative as long as I can get away with it. That's some advice that has served me well over the years, but more on that later.


Marie

Replies

Aubrey: Going potty in the woods can be really fun. I suggest trying and finding a toilet log. You know a log with the middle hollowed out so it's easy to go in.

Sherryl: Yes, I have done both in a sink. Sometimes it's just quicker to use the sink. You know for those times you don't wanna use the toilet but also like don't wanna put up effort.

-Marie


Lilly

To Celine

Thanks so much for answering my questions!! That's so nice that you're able to go two times in a day and are so regular. Since you mentioned you would usually poop right before practice - do your cheer practices usually take place in the evening at about the same time as your evening poop? Would it be around 7 pm or would it be later? Congrats on the really satisfying dump that you had that day, I'll bet it felf amazing! And it's definitely healthy to eat no processed foods and all, I wonder what foods do you eat and how do you stick to your food plan? I don't quite eat that healthy and I have no clue how to change my diet for the better, haha! Although I really want to.

PLEASE PLEASE tell me about the time when you were 15 and hit with nasty constipation spell that had you decide to never rush along a bowel movement again! As I mentioned, I am also phobic and I really want to hear about your story. OHHHHH and a pink toilet, that's so cool! How did you get a pink toilet in a bathroom all to yourself? Your so lucky and no doubt it would be really comfortable to sit on and do your poop and pee!!

Talk to you soon!
Lilly


Nobody

Shannon's Survey

I was doing my usual stalking this site yesterday and found this survey I'd like to take.

1. Age and gender?- 27 M
2. Have you ever had an accident? - Four
3. Pee accident?- No? (Details below)
4. Poop accident?- All four times
5. How old were you the last time you peed your pants?- 27
6. Were there any witnesses?- No, but someone easily could have been
7. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- Not indifferent, but "thrilled" is way too strong of a term
8. How did you respond to the situation?- I didn't (it was planned)
9. How old were you the last time you pooped your pants?- 27 (accidentally at 18)
10. Were there any witnesses? Sorta, with the accident. No one in the bathroom saw it happen because I was already in a stall. I did have to have a teacher bring me a garbage bag to toss my undies in. I tied a jacket around my waist to hide the stains on my pants as I walked from there to student resources to get changed. As for my non-accident, still no, though I'd like to be witnessed (but by no one I know).
11. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- embarrassed af
12. How did you respond to the situation?- Uh, I guess I answered this in 10
13. Do you have a fear of having an accident?- Depends on where I am, who I'm with, potential witnesses, etc.
14. Have you sought help or treatment if it is a reoccurring problem?- N/A
15. Have you or do you use protective items like diapers?- No, but I'd like to give it a shot
16. Share a memorable accident story!
I'm not sure what stories I have shared and what I haven't. I do know I've told all my poo accident stories and a couple very close calls. So here is the story I referenced in question three. I had been drinking and I was definitely feeling it. Everything was fine and I got an urge to pee. It wasn't a very strong urge, but it didn't exactly hit lightly either, but I got up and wobbled my way to the bathroom. I get there and I undo my massively oversized pants and pull my member out. Everything is good at this point and I do my thing. When I got done, I pulled my pants back up (I spread my legs to keep them from falling to the floor) and noticed the inside of the right leg was cold and wet and I was like what the heck? I went back to my room and acted like I didn't notice anything. I don't think I peed myself because my crotch wasn't wet when I grabbed it. I think my stream just went two directions for a moment and got my pants a little wet.


LC

Response to Carlie B.'s Survey

Toilet Survey Answers:

1. Do you prefer public or private toilets when you go? Does it differ if #1 vs. 2?

Doesn't really matter to me, I'm more preferential about the people in my company. I would feel more uncomfortable in front of work colleagues a public restroom or acquaintances in a private home, but other types of company in the same setting would not be as bad.

2. Ignoring the context of where they are, do you prefer the stronger high power flushing ones usually found in public places or the more gentle, weaker home toilets?

I prefer high power toilets that can handle my large loads. I've had toilets that I clogged pretty much every single time without fail and it gets tiring to plunge it all of the time.

3. Those of you who have experience with the opposite gender pooping, do you seem to notice if one tends to do bigger than the other?

I can't say definitively because I know there are a lot of factors that contribute to movement size such as frequency of movement, amount of food, and types of food that are completely independent from one's sex type. I've experienced larger bowel movements from men just because as a man I've been around them more often. However, I've definitely seen, smelled, and heard of women that can go toe to toe against any man, so I really think it just depends on the individual.

4. When was the first time you remember seeing a clogged toilet? Do you know who did it or was it a stranger?

I was a young boy and it was at our home. My dad had just come from work and went into the bathroom. Soon, he came out and asked who did this? I walked into the bathroom and there were three foot-long, thin logs swirling about among brown water and bits. I guess it was from my mom but she wasn't one to leave a toilet like that, even though she is a big pooper. I guess I'll never know.

5. If you have ever, when do YOU first remember clogging one?

I can't remember the first time but my 8th grade year was pretty much the first time I started to feel comfortable using toilets outside of the home on a regular basis. I have three or four memorable stories from that year, but I took a huge dump in the middle of my 8th grade graduation ceremony that clogged a school toilet, which was high-powered, commercial grade. I will share that story another time.

6. Have you ever had to deal with an overflowing toilet?

Yes, once or twice before I realized to not try to flush a clogged toilet twice in rapid succession. What a mess!

7. Have you ever "buddy dumped" onto another person's poo? Was it because you wanted to or because theirs wouldn't flush?

I've never deliberately buddy dumped with anyone and it sounds like it could be fun with the right person. On occasion circumstances forced me to use a toilet that had other's contents inside or left in partly functioning condition. I felt bad for whoever had to clean that up.

8. Was the biggest load you've ever seen done by you or someone else?

I haven't seen definitively bigger loads than mine in totality, including pictures on the internet, but the biggest log i ever saw was in the Miami Airport some years back. The length was sizable, probably 18" - 20" and extended rim down into the bowl and up to the other rim, but nothing too extraordinary on that front. However, the girth amazed me. It was substantially wider than the trap from top to bottom. It had to be at least 3.5"+ inches thick. It was seriously massive, definitely thicker than my thickest. It looked light brown and soft so it also didn't look like it was from constipation, but I guess it could have been. The toilet kept try to flush it but had no ability to clear the beast. I would have thought it was photoshopped if I had not seen it or smelled it for myself.

I saw a funny post on IG where it said every day someone takes the biggest poop in the world. Whoever laid this log might have won it for that day.

9. Do you wish your poops were bigger, smaller, or stay the same? Why?

I'm happy with the way mind are. However, I do sometimes wonder what it would be like to lay something like the dump I listed above. It's probably an amazing experience if it's not too painful.

10. Do you find that your poops are of similar size to your family's?

Not sure on this one. Experience tells me there are several other big poopers in my family, but I haven't had a lot of first hand observations. We always have plungers in every bathroom and I hear them get used from time to time. I've also heard through doors what sound like huge releases.

LC


Anon

Very long men's shirts

Does anyone know of anything that can reasonably be worn as a male top garment with no bottom garment? Something that can simply be lifted to let fly in the outdoors?


Monika B.

Somewhat serious question

Do we use too much tp? My roommate and I usually go through a roll of tp in three days, especially since we haven't been able to get Costco tp. It's really making me worry... It's been hard to get basic things this year (I've been having a ton of trouble finding bulk hand soap too), and tp is something you REALLY don't want to run out of.

In all honesty, sometimes a roll lasts LESS than 3 days. I really try to conserve my usage (I try to use less than 20 sheets a day. I haven't really been keeping count lately, but at this point it's a habit), but I don't think she tries. She claims to have been able to make a roll last a month before I moved in, but I'm reallllly doubting this. Tbh I think she didn't take into account that she would be out and about much more often before and thus using public restrooms, whereas now she's home pretty much 100% of the time. I'm not mad at her or anything, I'm just worried and I'm not sure how to approach this embarrassing topic. So instead I just keep an eye on how many rolls we have and buy it if it's available. I feel like that's borderline hoarding, but we don't really have much choice since we don't drive and can't just go to like ten stores in a row looking for tp.

Anyone else noticing small things like this? How much tp you use? We're both women.


Monika B.

Questions

Or do I just use the bathroom too much? I've been trying to keep hydrated, but that means I have to pee 8 times a day (not every day, but most days), sometimes more. Google search says this is actually normal, but it's like... isn't that a bit indulgent still? I don't go at work because I'm too afraid, so I always go before leaving home, even if I don't need it that bad (a "safety pee"). I'm not really sure what to do. I've been trying to hold it longer and I CAN, especially since I drink very little coffee now, but my bladder kind of goes through phases and sometimes it's just really weak no matter what I do. I've ALWAYS been like this, it isn't new, so I'm not concerned about my health or anything. It's just annoying as hell. I have anxiety issues too, and sometimes it makes the need feel worse than it really is. All this COVID shit is wrecking havoc on my anxiety.

So a couple of questions...

1. How many times do you pee a day, and do you keep properly hydrated?

2. Do you have anxiety issues, and if you do, do you notice it affects your bladder?

3. Is it a little selfish to use the bathroom that much? Or am I being ridiculous?

4. When you drink coffee, even just one cup, does it weaken your bladder for a few hours? I've noticed that lately.


Claire
My nephew decided to be helpful recently when our neighborhood had a power outage. All we had was flashlights, and the house was pretty much pitch black after the sun went down. He volunteered to stand outside the bathroom and shine a flashlight in for their was enough light for me to use it without bumping into something.


Mikey

Carlie's survey

Hello! I hope everyone is hanging on despite the present situation! I'm mainly a lurker, but I came to respond to a survey.

Do you prefer public or private toilets when you go? Does it differ if #1 vs. 2? I most prefer my own toilet, but I don't mind doing it in public. Peeing, I'll go anywhere, not a problem. Pooping, I prefer manual toilets because I don't like getting the chemicals splashed on me mid-movement.

Ignoring the context of where they are, do you prefer the stronger high power flushing ones usually found in public places or the more gentle, weaker home toilets? I prefer the weaker, home toilets, although, in school, I've always had to the high powered ones, but even the commercial ones can be weak.

Those of you who have experience with the opposite gender pooping, do you seem to notice if one tends to do bigger than the other? I have no experience with this! If anyone knows, let me know!

When was the first time you remember seeing a clogged toilet? Do you know who did it or was it a stranger? In primary school someone shit and used too much toilet paper in our kindergarden class. It was a small boy, named Bobby. I was next in line, and I went in and there it was, a big, long turd, with so much toilet paper in the toilet. I was able to see his turd in entirety because he had put the TP on the side and on the back.

If you have ever, when do YOU first remember clogging one? When I was little I often clogged the toilet in our basement, I remember one time I went and the water rose.

Have you ever had to deal with an overflowing toilet? I often plunge it before it spills, when I was younger, I didn't know what to do and one time it leaked on the carpet.. and yeah.. it didn't end up too good. Luckily, it wasn't massive damage.

Have you ever "buddy dumped" onto another person's poo? Was it because you wanted to or because theirs wouldn't flush? I used to avoid it, but now that I'm thinking about it, now I should. However, it's rare for me to encounter an unflushed toilet these days, even though most in my town are manual flushers.

Was the biggest load you've ever seen done by you or someone else? I've done a few real winners, I think the fattest one I've ever seen was done by me in high school, after having burritos and mexican cuisine for a few days in a row. I was already constipated on top of it. I went and I shat a large turd, thicker than the hole, and it several inches long, after I wiped I tried to flush and it didn't budge, so I left it.
In terms of someone else, I've only really seen skidmarks. In college once, a guy did a really fat (but unfortunately) short turd. It didn't flush and it had a powerful smell. He was short, and geeky.

Do you wish your poops were bigger, smaller, or stay the same? Why? Stay the same or bigger, but we must remember, what comes in must come out. I wish it would stay the same for that reason, it's enjoyable.

Do you find that your poops are of similar size to your family's? I find mine are bigger for whatever reason, I think it's due to my appetite.

In size compared to friends, I find I shit more than them, but I eat more, I guess give or take, and I shit less often (every other day to every two days.) It also smells worse when I go, and I often clog the toilet quite a bit. My roommate says I stink up the bathroom a lot. And I've had people comment when they've walked into a public bathroom after I've just gone, yikes.


Mikey

Taylor's survey and Ronnette's

1: How old are you? 23
2: What is your favorite position to go to the bathroom? (Sitting, hovering, squatting) Sitting and squatting is nice, hovering hurts my poor legs.
3: Do you like pebble sized poops or massive poops? I like the one piece logs, the pebbles hurt.
4: Have you ever pooped at a friend's house?
5: If yes did you like it or not? I have, and it was okay. Nothing special about it. Except I clogged a toilet once or twice.
6: What is your favorite place to poop at? Public place is nice because I can have an audience, school is nice too because a lot more people tend to poop there so I don't have to worry if I really make it smell bad.
(Home, School, Work, Public Place)

1. In large bathrooms if you are the first person in and several toilets are available, how do you make the selection?
I choose the stall farthest from the door.

2. When in a crowded public restroom with all the stalls full and not hearing any flushes, do you...
A) Look for leg movement under the cubicle door?
B) Listen for the noise of something hitting the water?
C) Evidence of wiping by peeking between the door and partition?
D) Ask if they are about done?
E) Take a doorless stall since it is likely to be available?
F) Other?
F) I would have said C but, usually you can hear someone wipe. Or at least in the men's bathroom you can hear either the dispenser or someone tearing off TP. This actually brings me to a memory.

A few months ago, I was at a second hand bookstore. I went to go crap and it's a one-seater. I go in, do my business, and someone decides to come in, they stand infront of my stall and look; they see me and almost make eye contact, yet they stayed put. I was surprised that they didn't leave, but not only that, they were SO close to me, surely they smelled what I was doing and maybe didn't want to walk out and come back? I had done a decent sized turd and I started wiping when he was still standing there, looking from time to time through the partition. After I finished wiping, the stall smelt pretty ripe. I flushed my turd down sucessfully with two flushes and left as he walked in smiling with me.
You would think you would wait outside, or by the door, but each to his own I guess.


Shanna

Shannon's survey

Hiya, posters!!! I wanted to jump in again hoping I can fit in here. I had an uncomfortable event this morning that happens to me a bit and i cant find anyone online or any friends who have experience with this. I was woken up really early having to take a really bad poop. I know waking to pee is normal, but i woke up having to clutch my stomach and having to almost crawl to the potty. Is this normal?

Shannon's accident survey answers:

1. Age and gender?- 26/F
2. Have you ever had an accident? - too many to count
3. Pee accident?- yes several
4. Poop accident?- yes, almost a regular occurance
5. How old were you the last time you peed your pants?- a little after my 26th birthday at work
6. Were there any witnesses?- yes
7. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- embarrassed
8. How did you respond to the situation?- I just squirmed into the work bathroom and tried to dry up the best I could
9. How old were you the last time you pooped your pants?- 26
10. Were there any witnesses? No but ive had plenty poopy accidents where there were
11. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- more anxious of being caught. I've had enough pooping accidents where it alone doesnt embarrass me much anymore.
12. How did you respond to the situation?- see my recent story
13. Do you have a fear of having an accident?- if I'm at work or around people in public yes. I wouldnt worry if im alone or if I can keep it hidden
14. Have you sought help or treatment if it is a reoccurring problem?- I have diagnosed IBS and was given a script for medicine of some kind, other than that it feels too awkward to share with the doctor to keep seeking treatment.
15. Have you or do you use protective items like diapers?- no but I've been wanting to get some to wear to bed and in case I'm somewhere I cant use the potty for long periods of time. I just get a little embarrassed at thought of the cashier selling me diapers
16. Share a memorable accident story!- other than my recent posting. This happened a lil over a year ago. I was sick with a stomach bug at work when I pooped my panties on my lunch break. I was outside when i felt a sharp instant pain in my stomach and turned around and tried to walk while waddling and clenching my butt together. It was a bit of a walk to the employee's potty but I didnt make it and started pooping in my panties outside the building. I recall wearing a simple black polo and a skirt. I waddled in past everyone and the first coworker asked if I was okay because I was shaking. I told her i just needed in the bathroom and keep waddling. There was another girl in the break room by the bathroom and I asked her for some hand sanitizer (she always kept a small mini bottle attached to her keys and i was hoping she would let me borrow the bottle but she gave me a squirt). I went in quickly pulled down my panties and sat on the potty because I felt more coming. I was wearing some normal white briefs and they were obviously destroyed so I threw them out and just went like that. When i came out, I asked the coworker for more hand sanitizer because it didnt feel like soap did it all, and she asked what was wrong. I whispered to her "i accidentally just pooped on myself." She knew from working together that i have digestive struggles so she was nice and comforting. She encouraged me to go home, but there was no coverage. I got to take the following day off.

Much love!! <3
Shanna


Bianca

Some Suggestions

Hey Shanon! Maybe when you feel you need to go to the bathroom, you can put a reminder on a sticky to prevent accidents. If you absolutely can't hold it and your in the car, you could sit over a bucket with your pants down to involuntarily pee/poop into it. My elevator button art I made turned out nice, and the arrows etc are in a picture frame above where I lay my head. For you toilet lovers, maybe you can have pictures of nice toilets in your room. Maybe having pictures of toilets above your pillow would be weird but possibly you could put them across from it. Bye.


MikeyPee

Shannon's Accident Survey

Shannon's Accident Survey

1. Age and gender?- 65+, M (Disabled by Cerebral Palsy)

2. Have you ever had an accident? - Many

3. Pee accident?- Yes

4. Poop accident?- Yes

5. How old were you the last time you peed your pants?- I frequently dribhle after urinating; my
undershorts are often damp and smell like pee

6. Were there any witnesses?- Yes

7. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- Sometimes embarrassed, usually indifferent

8. How did you respond to the situation?- I sometimes change my undershorts depending upon how wet I am.

9. How old were you the last time you pooped your pants?- Within last six months

10. Were there any witnesses? My wife knew that I had an accident

11. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- Embarrassed

12. How did you respond to the situation?- Went to bathroom (at home) and got cleaned-up

13. Do you have a fear of having an accident?- At home, no, I just deal with it; away from home, yes - I would have a hard time in a public restroom

14. Have you sought help or treatment if it is a reoccurring problem?- Yes. I've been having sleep issues when traveling. The medication I use leads to an uncontrollable urge to pee. A doctor suggested I wear adult diapers overnight when I travel.

15. Have you or do you use protective items like diapers?- Not yet, but they may be in my future.

16. Share a memorable accident story!- I was on a public transit bus going home after dinner with my best friend. I had a sudden and urgent need to have a BM. It was a cold winter night, and I struggled over the course of almost an hour not to poop myself. I no sooner got off the bus and I just lost control. I stood on the sidewalk, almost paralyzed, and I began having a bowel movement in my pants. I had an almost three block walk to my house and because I wear boxer shorts, my biggest fear was that my BM was going to work its way down my legs and land on someone's pavement...fortunately it didn't, I was still living with parents at the time. I walked in the door, barely said "Hi" to them, got rid of my coat, and made a bee (or maybe a BM) line to the bathroom. I undid my clothes and of course my pants were filled with and my backside was covered in poop. I no sooner removed my trousers and undershorts then I need to poop again. I was able to get on the toilet, but by the time I was done, there was poop all over toilet seat. Needless to say it seemed to take forever to get everything (including me) cleaned-up.


Constiguy

TV Pooping

Once again on Big Brother there are house mates that have trouble moving their bowels. It appears due to gross lack of privacy . I think that this phobia is silly because we all poo and we have to poo . What I am going interested in is do people get over such fears or hang ups ? I would love to hear experiences from


John H

Comments

Hi all,
Catching up with posts and I have some comments.
@Midwestner, hi and welcome. I enjoyed your camping story. I hope you post more about going to the toilet outside during work and it would be cool to hear more about you and Anna using the toilet together. How did you find out you both like to watch each other. That was a good show she put on for you while camping.
@Andrea, I think there are two Andreas so shoutout to both of you. Andrea that used the toilet in the Chinese. That sounded like a major clearout. I am surprised the toilet didn't clog.
Andrea that responded to where it all began. Thanks for sharing and how nice your mother was to let you go with her to the bathroom and not to make you feel bad. She sounds cool and I bet you have a great bond. What age were you when you last joined her in the bathroom?
@Where it all began, hope you share more stories about your dads girlfriend and she sounds like she wasn't put out either which is cool.
That's all for now
Talk soon
John H.


Kamdyn

Carli B's survey

To Gregg:

Am I more shy about pooping because I tend to clog up the toilets more?

Yes when I'm at private homes of my friends. That's because it is obvious to the next user that the person last using it was probably me. There is one exception, however, and that's family size. One of my friends has 11 siblings. Each of the 2 bathrooms has a plunger on each side of the toilet along with a big flashlight. I learned when staying over with my friend Heidi to flush at least midway through each of my craps. Sometimes I will flush twice before starting my wipe. The softer my stool is--and each crap may be a mixture of soft and harder--the better the flush cooperates. Heidi's 80-something grandpa is the worst offender. Once when I was looking looking through their medicine cabinet for aspirins, I came across his collection of laxatives.

Carli B's survey:

1. Do you prefer public or private toilets when you go? Does it differ between #1 and #2?

Private toilets are great for pees. There's once exception to that. At a couple of airports I've traveled through have those seats that spin and change the cellophane after each user. While I'm seated there seems to be a vibration under me; otherwise public toilets are fine. Oh, I've got them figured out now, but when I was like 4 or 5 the electronic flush sensors gave me a fit. Once I learned to sit more still, I became more confident for both 1s and 2s.

2. In opposite gender pooping, is one bigger than the others?

One of my friends is shameless with the biggest logs I've ever seen. He rarely even tries to breakup the problem at school. At least half of his crap is extending out of the water. Once at the park we shared facilities and this 170 pound multi-season athlete can do a crap in less than 30 seconds. I followed him on the toilet and what I produced (I thought it was average) he called "pretty f*****' minuscule." However, on 3 occasions I've outpeed him by at least 40 seconds.

3. When was the first time I saw a clogged toilet?

It was at a neighborhood gas station when me and my friend Heidi were out riding our bikes. We were like 11 and this was the summer before we started middle school. Each of us had to pee that morning and we did right onto it. Heidi moved around on the seat to see if her pee could damage the crap. No contest.

4. Do I remember clogging a toilet?

Yes. It was the first week of 6th grade. It was a Friday afternoon and I hadn't crapped since Monday. The girl who replaced me on the toilet was kind of snarky and yelled "Thank you" to me when she looked in the bowl. I felt sorry for two things. Making her late to class. And, as my biological father calls it, "leaving my calling card."

5. Have you ever had to deal with an overflowing toilet?

Twice. Once when I was about 12 and babysitting. One of my first jobs.
I had to call the mom's emergency number and she wasn't too happy.I think it was her crap, though, but she never admitted to it. Her boyfriend gave me $10 for my extra responsibilities. The second time was at Wal-Mart. I had waited at least 10 minutes for this high school girl to do her thing. Each time I looked in on her she looked like a stiff sitting on the toilet using her phone. She seemed upset in leaving, throwing the door open, and when I saw what was in the bowl I pushed down hard on the flusher. With my jeans already at ankle level I took my seat. The flush cycle continued, I looked between my legs and found I was getting some fountain-like splashes on my underside. By the time I got to my feet, the water was starting to flow over the bowl and onto the floor. It was uncomfortable, but I held my pee until I went to the larger bathroom at the other side of the store. My pain was getting worse because it was only a four-staller and there were about 10 of us waiting.

6. Have you ever "buddy-dumped" onto another person's poo?

Yes, several times at my high school. There's only a 4 minute passing period between classes and tardy detentions suck. This is even the case sometimes after school. If all the other 9 toilets are in use you can't be picky. What I really hate is when there's urine splashed on the seat but sometimes that's the less of the evils if we want to avoid detention hall.

7. Do you wish your poops were bigger, smaller of the same? Why?
I just take what comes. Many of my poops are at school and twice this past year they have been interrupted by a fire alarm going off. Stopping at mid-poop, wiping and then trying to start up again 20 minutes later is no fun.

8. Are your poops of similar size to the rest of your family?

My mom is a larger pooper because she will hold it in. For example, I will meet her at the airport when she flies back to town. Sometimes I'm not fast enough because she's been holding her crap since changing planes. Most of the time, I will use my earliest opportunity to poop.
Most of the time I feel good about my decision.


Eileen

To Mike

Hi Mike , hope you are enjoying your holiday and not getting up to TOO much mischief . Nothing out of the ordinary with me at the moment , but that could change and then I'd have some disasterous pee or poop story to relate . Enjoy your holiday and talk soon .


Bianca

Active Bowels

Yesterday I pooped 3 times again. One of them was during the recovery of a feedback loop tinnitus spell, and my effected ear seemed to ring a little every time I heard a small sound (like the plops of my latest poop). I had to pee several times before I went to bed, too from water I had before. My ear than rang again in intensity sometime later as that feedback loop tried to correct itself. To Marie: I love the description of your new training potty. Minnie is so cute! I don't have a training potty, but that would be cool if I had a tactile Disney toilet seat. Bye.


Thursday, July 02, 2020


Thomas

A Childhood Poop Experience

This one happened when I was eight years old. One day, I was out in the back yard with my mother at my parents house in a small town in New England. I was busy pulling weeds, etc.

After doing that, I felt a need to both pee and poop. I stood next to the toilet, unzipped and began to pee into the toilet. About halfway through, a large log came out into my underwear completely by accident. Just as I finished peeing, I could still feel that I needed to poop. At this point, I realized there was no point in pulling my pants down. Therefore, I zipped up and simply finished up in my underwear.

After that, I washed my hands and walked into the living room. My mother was sitting on the couch watching TV and I let her know that I had an accident and needed help cleaning up. The two of us walked to the bathroom and she undid my belt and noticed my pants were dry. Then she pulled back my underwear and saw what had happened. She had me step out of my underpants and proceeded to dump the contents into the toilet. Then, she proceeded to clean them out in the toilet and put them down the laundry chute to wash with some of the other dirty laundry.

Then she made some remarks about how I was too old to be doing this. I said that it was an accident. She said that she might believe if there was only one log in there instead of three (one large one, one medium, and one small). She also asked me how my pants could still be dry if I had an accident. I told her that I unzipped and did that in the toilet.

She asked me why I didn't do the other thing in the toilet as well. I told her that I was going to as soon as I finished peeing. (I was not yet able to cut the flow after I started. That would come about two years later).

When I heard her complain about having to clean my underwear in the toilet I asked her why she didn't she throw them out and she told me that I need to learn that just because she buys clothes for me in the toddler section that I still need to learn the difference between underpants and diapers.

I was born prematurely and was still small enough to pass for a toddler. I looked about three years old or so at the time.

After this lecture, she told me to wipe myself with toilet paper. I don't remember how much
I used but it was a lot. Then she filled up the bathtub and made sure the water temperature was right and had me step in and clean myself up with soap the best I could. Then she helped with any areas that I missed and had me dry off and put on a new pair of underwear.

After that, she helped me to get dressed and once again reminded me to do both things in the toilet next time. Aside from the lecture I received no punishment for what I did. This was fortunate because about ten or so years later my parents went with me to a neurological appointment for some headaches (with some nausea and vomiting) that I was having that turned out to be optic migraines.

In the course of the exam, the neurologist noticed that I have a neurological condition as a result of my premature birth and a small stroke that evidently resulted from that. She asked my parents about my childhood, including when I was toilet trained.

My mother said about three-and-a-half (give or take) at least during the day and at home. The neurologist indicated that many people with nervous systems like mine in fact never train (or at best train a bit later than I did). As a result, my father (who wouldn't usually tolerate less than perfect toilet usage) became more understanding of my (at this point) very rare accidents of either type. My mother (on the other hand) remains convinced that I was just being stubborn back then.

Today, almost all of my accidents happen if am nervous, or if I am in a situation where no restroom is available. I am now between five feet seven inches and five feet nine inches tall. For now, this is all of the detail that I can think of that is in any way relevant.


Kung Poo

Reading and pooping

My wife enjoys reading while pooping. It could be a book, on her phone. She also always has very hard poops. I have seen her straining red-faced just to get her turd to crown.

I have noticed though, that when she has a very hard poop, she'll stop reading, place her book on her lap, stare at nothing in concentration, and puuuuuuush. It's rather weird to me as I don't see why she can't push and read at the same time. I can do that - even if it's a hard poop.

Here's my question: Can you? Read and do a difficult poop at the same time?


To Tyler C

Awesome accident story! Quite daring to walk home with full pants.


Marie

Training Potty

So I made an impulsive purchases during quarantine. I bought another training potty. My current one was getting old and I thought this one is really cool. It's got mini mouse on the lid and a very comfortable seat :)
Does anyone else still use training potties?
-Marie


Sherryl

Question for the ladies

So I have a question for all the ladies out there. Have you ever used a sink as your toilet before? If so did you pee or poop or both in it and what was the reason behind it? I've done all three a few times, both sober and drunk.


_ENV
Reply to Carlie B
You mentioned you like pooping (in toilets) in high traffic areas where others will see it. I'm curious then if you sometimes poop in more public places. If not, I imagine that's something you're likely to do eventually (maybe when drunk). Something like sneaking out at night and squatting on a sidewalk, or in a store's parking lot.

I kinda like doing that myself. It feels very liberating somehow. Also squatting to poop really is the best in multiple ways. I don't know why, but I like that someone will find it. And there is a slight thrill from possibly (though unlikely) getting caught. I suppose if I did, I'd tell them it was an emergency (though that's a lie).


Andrea

To Audrey

Hi Audrey!
Have fun at the camp! My advice would be to find a buddy, since pooping at a camp is even more fun when you're not alone.


I have just been camping in the mountains for some days. One night I had an old couple camping in a VW van as neighbours. In the morning I saw the woman coming out of the van carrying a roll of toilet paper. She went behind some bushes just beneath the van. There she pulled down her shorts and squatted. I could see her white bottom between the bushes. They left quite soon afterwards and then I went over there and saw a huge load of poop on the ground. A cable between 30 and 40 cm and 5-6 cm thick. She had burned the paper.


Carlie B.

Pooping Survey



Quick update before the survey: our new toilet at our apartment is completely shot. It flushes extremely slowly and weakly, even with nothing in it. When it finally drains, it takes half an hour to refill. Our landlord came and took and look and it looks like one of the valves is completely worn out. The piece attached to the valve also got warped so replacing the valve is more trouble than it's worth. Luckily it is still under warranty so our landlord is getting a replacement toilet shipped out ASAP and it should be installed tomorrow.

I asked an abbreviated version of some of these questions in a previous post and thought I'd expand it a bit more. I'd love to hear full on stories to expand on any of these answers. I've been reading old posts recently and am 'stealing' some of these questions, so apologies if any of you have already answered some of these before.

Toilet Survey:

Do you prefer public or private toilets when you go? Does it differ if #1 vs. 2?

Ignoring the context of where they are, do you prefer the stronger high power flushing ones usually found in public places or the more gentle, weaker home toilets?

Those of you who have experience with the opposite gender pooping, do you seem to notice if one tends to do bigger than the other?

When was the first time you remember seeing a clogged toilet? Do you know who did it or was it a stranger?

If you have ever, when do YOU first remember clogging one?

Have you ever had to deal with an overflowing toilet?

Have you ever "buddy dumped" onto another person's poo? Was it because you wanted to or because theirs wouldn't flush?

Was the biggest load you've ever seen done by you or someone else?

Do you wish your poops were bigger, smaller, or stay the same? Why?

Do you find that your poops are of similar size to your family's?

My answers:

1. Do you prefer public or private toilets when you go? Does it differ if #1 vs. 2?

For #1, absolutely private. Public bathrooms can be gross so I prefer to use my own.

If I'm pooping I don't care too much. Private is nice for obvious reasons but public is nice because you can just get up and leave without worry about what you've left behind.

2. Ignoring the context of where they are, do you prefer the stronger high power flushing ones usually found in public places or the more gentle, weaker home toilets?

I really like the high powered ones. Home toilets can be tough to plunge in some circumstances.

3. Those of you who have experience with the opposite gender pooping, do you seem to notice if one tends to do bigger than the other?

I don't know if I can answer this question because I've seen way more women go than men.

Out of the dozens of women I know fairly well, I'd say there are three who regularly poop big: my mother, and my friends Hannah and Sydney.

For men, my father, brother, and my college boyfriend all did their fair share of big turds. I had two other boyfriends, and that's about the extent of men I've been close enough with to know about their bathroom habits.

Based solely on this limited evidence, it seems like a higher percentage of men go bigger. But since the sample size is so small I don't think it means much, which is partially why I'm asking the question.

4. When was the first time you remember seeing a clogged toilet? Do you know who did it or was it a stranger?

I can't remember the exact first time, but, both my parents frequently clogged toilets, so I was pretty young. Usually they'd take care of it right away but I still saw their offerings a fair amount if they were busy or distracted before plunging.

5. If you have ever, when do YOU first remember clogging one?

In second grade I was on a play date at a friend's house and clogged their toilet. I remember my friend's mom was very nice, but told my mom when she picked me up because she was worried a second grader did that. My mom shrugged it off and told her it must run in the family, haha! It turns out my family had pretty good toilets in our home which is why it was longer before I started blocking those.

6. Have you ever had to deal with an overflowing toilet?

Only a few times. Every time it was because someone tried to flush an already blocked toilet before the first flush was done.

7. Have you ever "buddy dumped" onto another person's poo? Was it because you wanted to or because theirs wouldn't flush?

Usually I do it by choice. If I find an unflushed poo, I like to try and do my own and see if I can beat it in size.

I typically won't poo into an already clogged toilet unless there is only one working toilet left; it seems better to sacrifice one toilet to leave the other operational. I've done this a handful of times with my mom growing up.

I've also had to poo into a toilet that I myself had plugged and for various reasons still hadn't plunged.

8. Was the biggest load you've ever seen done by you or someone else?

Me. I think the giant log I left in the winery bathroom was the biggest I've ever seen. I wonder how long it took them to get that poor toilet working again. I remember growing up and seeing some of my parents' dumps and thinking I'd never be able to do that, but sure enough here I am, now making theirs look normal in comparison. I still think the biggest ive seen NOT done by me was that woman at the gym I mentioned above, it was seriously impressive. I wonder if that was normal for her.

9. If the total amount was the same, do you prefer one big turd, some smaller ones, or more of a pile?

I like one or two big logs. Although I had an upset stomach at the store few weeks back that led to a soft pile. It was truly a mountain of shit, and smelled awful, but the jet toilet swallowed it (albeit with 4 flushes it was so big) without the need for a plunger. Even after all the flushes it looked like someone painted the inside of the toilet brown. It was a nice change of pace from the usual hard log.

10. Do you wish your poops were bigger, smaller, or stay the same? Why?

I go back and forth on this a lot, but I think a little smaller. As fun as it is taking massive dumps, I'd love to be able to flush a toilet first try every once in a while.

That being said, I've wondered what it would be like to be able to do even bigger. That would certainly be a sight! I've read some old stories on here of people doing and seeing poops so big that, if they are being honest, would make mine look small!

11. Do you find that your poops are of similar size to your family's? This is from my mom's comment I mentioned above.

Yes for me. I have surpassed the rest of my family, but there's no way it's just a coincidence that we all take large dumps. My best guest is it has something to do with metabolisms, which I think are genetic. We're all in pretty good shape, and as I've mentioned I've lost some weight despite eating considerably more. Obviously all that extra food has to go somewhere and for me it seems to go straight to my dumps.

I hope you all will have fun filling this survey out. All the best!


Ronette

What's wrong with the middle toilet?

Sunday morning me and my riding partner Courtenay got up early and did about a 10 mile ride on a bike trail we hadn't taken before. Of course we packed a lot of water and in our 3rd stop we had to leave the trail and stop at a gas station so she could take her morning crap. This was a single toilet room and Courtenay lost no time in lowering her shorts and parking her butt on the blue colored seat. Neither she or I had ever seen a blue public toilet seat before. As I was filling my water bottle at the sink and accidentally splashed a little on her left thigh, I was impressed how discrete she was. Midway through, she got her butt about an inch of the seat, reached back and held that position for about a minute as the flush cycle was working. Then she dropped back down for the second act that included a bit more of a squished up face as she pushed it out. Again she did the sit, then squat position, and then a 3 swipe wipe. With each wipe, she quickly looked at her progress before tossing the paper. Then Courtenay, stood and did something I had never seen done before. She bent over, took some toilet paper, and did a thorough wipe of the seat. I got a bit sarcastic with her as we changed positions and I asked her if she could guarantee I wasn't going to get an STD or carona 19 in sitting for my pee. Although I was burning to go, it took me about 30 seconds to get my stream going and I was sweating head-to-toe during the wait. When I finally got done and stood the seat stuck to me for about 5 seconds before I used my right hand to drop it. Courtenay joked that I was picking up too much weight and that was the reason for the stick.

Coming back we stopped for pizza and we took it to a nearby park to eat. We were at a picnic bench near the bathroom building and because there weren't a lot of people around it was pretty quiet until a few children on bikes came by and then we played this old game of, based on the noise, tried to figure out what each of them was doing in there. Courtenay's family use to do that a lot when they were traveling and using different bathrooms. A couple of boys were taking a crap and we got good sound on the release, splash and things they were saying to one another. One was saying some really mean things to the other as he sat and tried to get his bowels going. Courtenay said he reminded her of her kid brother.

As we prepared to start our ride back, Courtenay went in to wash our hands. I took the far end toilet of the 3 available. I knew I had a significant crap due because I hadn't had one for a couple of days. Exercise always has helped me go. Courtenay was preparing to drop herself onto the far toilet on opposite end, although I had pointed her toward the middle one in the middle and right next to me. I thought it was a good way for us to bond since I knew my sit was going to take some time. Courtenay said when given a choice she was taught to avoid the middle toilet. It is often the most used and the dirtiest. In larger bathrooms if all the toilets are available I will often take the middle one, especially if it is the closest to me when I walk in.

So here's a short survey. Hope you enjoy it. Thanks for participating.

1. In large bathrooms if you are the first person in and several toilets are available, how do you make the selection?

2. When in a crowded public restroom with all the stalls full and not hearing any flushes, do you...
A) Look for leg movement under the cubicle door?
B) Listen for the noise of something hitting the water?
C) Evidence of wiping by peeking between the door and partition?
D) Ask if they are about done?
E) Take a doorless stall since it is likely to be available?
F) Other?

3. Does it make any difference if the person is peeing or crapping?

4. What have you done to get their attention and get them off the toilet?

5. How long should a person sit before relinquishing their seat?

Thanks, Ronette & Courtenay.


Monday, June 29, 2020


Rosalynne

City Bus Peeing

Due to the pandemic and all things being shut down, I might have fallen out of my rhythm in doing some things. It's never been a problem before but yesterday when Juliet and I got on a city bus to go shopping just walking down the aisle as the bus was jerking to a start and trying to keep my footing, I could feel the first twinge of pee hurting. A rough road that long-ago needed new asphalt and jerking to a stop every time a new rider got on, within a mile, I got scared about being able to complete the 45 minute ride. Juliet tried to take my mind off it by keeping conversation going. I told her those buses should be required to have a toilet just like the cross-country charters we've taken for school activities. She refuses to use those toilets, although they've saved me more than once on band trips.

The pain got progressively worse with each mile and the number of stops to get new passengers increased. At one stop, the driver got into some kind of debate with this guy and wouldn't let him get on. I was ready to cry in pain and Juliet reminded me we were near a college campus that would have hundreds of toilets. We decided to get off there and we could board the next bus to finish our trip. Juliet brought a map of the campus up on her phone and let out a "F@@k!" that could be heard by those two and three rows in front of us. She said the campus was 100% shut down, but I told her I was getting off because I was ready to burst. She's a good friend and got off with me. Juliet spotted a sign for a 24-hour coin operated laundry and we both looked like daredevils running across the traffic to get over there.

This was a large laundry about the size of 3 of the classrooms put together at our school. When I cut in front of a lady with a laundry basket I asked her to point me to the bathroom. She said it was bad and she wouldn't use it, but I kept dodging customers as I headed for the corner door. There was no entrance door, I just went around a full wall to find 3 toilets with two half panels between them. An older lady sitting on toilet paper in the first one and a young girl was sitting on the 3rd. Her legs were not moving, her head was between them and she seemed to be pulling at her long hair. I knew I was seconds away from a flood but the brass button on my jeans was giving me big trouble. Both of my thumbs were hurting bad as they were clawing to get the button undone. Finally, as I finally got it and dropped my jeans to the floor, before I could yank at my white underwear the flood was already coming. There were splashes over the front of the black seat as I finally dropped myself onto it. The noise going into the toilet I was seated on was horrendous.

Juliet came in just after the two others left and I told her my underwear was almost 100% waterlogged. I showed her the splashes between my legs on the seat. I told her I had been hoping to do a job interview later that day and didn't know how badly they would smell. I told her just to be sure I was going to lift my legs, take off my jeans for an inspection and then throw the underwear away. Juliet suggested that while I sat she could take them, put them in a dryer, and I wouldn't have to be without them for the rest of the day. She got the tokens and had the drier going when I finally went out to join her. We shared a can of soda as we watched TV and in about 15 minutes I was back in the stall putting my dried off underwear on. I don't know if it was because of my emergency or what but while I was changing Juliet took the toilet next to me and took her daily crap.
She's much more refined in going about it than me. Most importantly, she a great friend.


Audrey

Reply to SquatSpotter

I was squatting over the bedpan on the floor and holding the urinal (a bottle with a handle on it) in front of my vulva.


Years ago I used to clean a road side rest area. It seems that women had a lot of accidents and used to just leave dirty panties. Sometimes they would wrap them and place them in the trash or pad receptacle. Other times the stall would be a complete mess and the panties would be on the floor. Some women would clean the stall good and others would leave poop all over the seat and toilet where they messed it from their panties.
Does anyone have any similar stories or have any women done this while traveling or hiking?


Audrey
I'm going to summer camp next week, so I will be able to pee and poop outside as much as I want! Does anybody have anything I can try to make it more fun?


gregg

replies

Jane
Please talk about you and your moms pooping experiences.

Kamdyn & Alan
Thanks for taking the survey!
Are you more shy about pooping because you tend to clog up toilets more? What is an average poop for you like? Ample logs or soft serve or both?

Shoutout:
Macy Jessi and Ashley G
Yall have great stories and would like to hear more if your still around!

Gregg


Tyler C

After School Incident

To Sera: I'm glad to hear that you've got your toilet situation under control at school. Don't worry, I'd love to hear your peeing stories. I think I actually prefer peeing stories to pooping stories, but a good story's a good story either way. As a side note, it must suck for anyone who plays an after school sport if they need to use the toilet. I got stuck in an awkward after school toilet situation once.

One day in 10th Grade, I went on an art department field trip to an art museum in our local city. The bus ride took about 40 minutes. We left earlier than school regularly starts in order to get as much time as possible, so I didn't get a chance to use the bathroom that morning. Throughout the morning, I sort of had to pee, but not particularly bad. Now, anyone who has been to a major art museum knows that the building layout is usually pretty weird and it's easy to get lost. I spent the day walking around the gallery with a group of friends from my art class. We ate lunch around noon. There were restrooms near the food court, but I still didn't think I really had to go then. So, I didn't go. (BIG MISTAKE)

About half an hour after lunch I felt my need to pee getting a little more uncomfortable. I also noticed that I had to do a little more than pee. I probably could have asked where the bathroom was, but I didn't want to break from the group or make them stop what they were doing to accommodate me. So, I just held it. At the end of the day, all the groups met up at the front of the museum. We all waited there for the bus to come. I heard our teacher point out to a student where the bathroom was, so I followed them there. When I got in, there was a line for the stalls. There was a decent number of stalls, but this was a multi-school field trip, so there were students from dozens of other schools who waited till the last possible minute to go. When I finally got to the front of the line, I got a text from a friend saying,
"Bus is here. Where r u?"
So, I had to leave before I could go.

I was squirming in my seat during the whole bus ride, clenching my butt checks so that nothing would escape from either end. I was hoping that I'd get a chance to go as soon as I got back to school. The thing is, I played clarinet in the Marching Band. Practice would usually start about 20 minutes after school ended and run for about an hour and a half. Although, we were expected to have our instruments set up by start time, so it was really more like 15 minutes. That was the time I normally could go to the bathroom if I needed to. Unfortunately, the bus arrived 15 minutes after school ended. I rushed off the bus to band practice with a couple minutes left until start time. I hoped that I could set up with enough time left to go to the bathroom, but as soon as I finished setting up, it was time to start.

Normally, I think my teacher wouldn't have minded too much if I showed up a couple minutes late, especially if it was a field trip, but this was the week of a big parade, so every second of rehearsal time was important. Now when I have to pee or poop, moving usually helps take the pressure off. So, marching actually helped a bit. What was bad was when we stopped marching. Then the urge came on very strong. What was even worse was, to check our posture, our teacher would make us freeze as we were marching and stay in pose. Standing completely still is just the worse when you gotta go. I had to let a couple of farts go throughout. Luckily, I timed them so the sound got covered up by the music. We practiced outside too, so the smell dissipated. Toward the end of practice, I even felt something poking out of my butthole, but I managed to keep it from coming all the way out. Similarly, I ended up letting some squirts of pee dampen the front of my underwear. Nothing that showed on my pants, though.

Eventually, practice let out. I packed up my gear and ran to the bathroom only to see the stall taken with someone outside waiting for it. This bathroom had only one stall and one urinal, so I stood in line. The boy waiting for the stall was this kid, Cody, from the band. I could see he was rocking back and forth a little bit. After a couple of minutes, the guy came out of the stall. Cody ran in, shut the door, and I immediately heard thunderous farting. It sounded bad. I knew this was going to take a while. As he was doing his business, I felt like I could burst on either end at any minute. I waited a couple of minutes. I'm not the kind to be rude, but out of desperation I asked,

"Hey, are you almost done?"
"Sorry Tyler. It's gonna be while."
"But I gotta get in there right now!"
"Just give me a few more minutes."

I tried to weigh my options. Other parts of the school are locked off during this time, so the bathroom nearest to the band room was the only available one. It takes me around 15 minutes to walk home, and I couldn't hold it that long. If I only had to pee this would be so much easier because the urinal was right there. Just then, I felt a squirt escape from my penis. I put down my clarinet case and held my front. Now I was holding my crotch, doing the pee pee dance like a little kid. I bent forward to tighten my hold on my front end when I felt something poke out from the other end. I panicked, and quickly moved one hand to my butt. Now I was holding my butt in one hand and my wiener in the other. A full on embarrassing accident was imminent. There was no denying it. At any second, I was gonna go to the bathroom whether it was in the toilet or in my underwear. Cody was inching up on 6 minutes in there. In one last, desperate attempt I yelled,

"Almost done?!"
"Sorry, I think I'm gonna be a little longer!"

As he said that, I heard some more farting. So, I knew he wouldn't be done for another couple of minutes. Then came some more farting, but it wasn't coming from Cody's butt. That's right! It was coming from my butt. I felt a warm, hard log pushing it's way out, making contact with the back of my boxer-briefs. As one end releases, the other inevitably follows. It was the point of no return. The log was making a mess of my undies. The pee was making its way to the tip of my wiener. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't stop it. I accepted what was happening. I, a 15-year-old high school student, was doing the potty dance as he went potty in his pants. I then realized that the urinal was right there. Then, it occurred to me. What's worse, wetting and soiling myslef, or just soiling myself? I could at least only ruin the back of my pants, while leaving the front dry. I ran over to the urinal and pulled my wiener out just as the pee started coming out.

I relaxed as I found some sense of victory in the fact that I didn't wet myself. Maybe it was a strange thing to take pride in, but I didn't care. I was getting my relief at last! I stood there peeing in the urinal as the back of my pants filled up with log after log of hot, brown mush. It's kind of hard to poop standing straight up, so I leaned forward and put my hand against the wall for balance and pushed super hard to get every last piece of poop out into my pants. I finished peeing before I finished pooping. So, I flushed and went over to the sink to wash my hands. I pooped some more as I washed my hands. Then, I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror as I pushed out one last log. The back of my pants were sagging quite a bit. There was no hiding it.

I heard Cody finally flush the toilet, and I realized that if he came out, he'd surely see what I did in my pants. I grabbed my clarinet and ran out into the halls before he came out of the stall. That was stupid, but it was a quick decision. Just then I saw some girls from the dancing program exit the dance studio. I really didn't want them to see that I was wearing poopy pants, so I just ran out of the building. The door is locked from the outside to keep intruders out, so now I was stuck outside with a full load of poop in my pants. This meant only one thing, the walk of shame.

I was wearing a sweatshirt, so I tied in around my waist and headed home. It covered up the bulge on my butt pretty well. This was in the late fall, around the time the weather was getting colder, so I actually sort of liked the warmth I had down there. It had spread across my entire butt and up between my legs almost to my balls. It actually felt kind of okay once I tried to block out of my mind what it actually was. I got to my neighborhood. I waved at some neighbors on my street. I even had a short conversation with the nice old lady who lived next door to me. It was actually kind of funny to know that I had this gigantic pile of poop caked on my butt, and nobody noticed.

My parents weren't home, I decided to clean up when I noticed I still had some poop left in me. I opened up the toilet lid and unbuttoned my pants, but then I stopped and thought, "What am I doing? My undies are already filthy. I started in my pants, so why don't I finish in them." I closed the toilet lid, did up my pants, and pushed out the long awaited grand finale to this incredible mess in my undies while staring at the empty toilet. I even giggled a little at the absurdity of the situation. It was kind of a moment of levity after an afternoon of discomfort and embarrassment. It actually wasn't the first time I pooped myself, but it was the only time I got to spend time in it. It was a unique experience, but I don't think I'd want to do it again because the clean up was just not worth it.


Catherine

Responses

To Shanna: I am so sorry that you had your accident. More than that, I really hate that you struggle with IBS. All the best to you!

To Andrea: You played that so well! I would have been so embarrassed. I loved your story and hope to hear more from you!

Love to all!

Catherine!


Shannon

Latest accident and a survey

Hellooo toiletstool! I hope this post finds you well.

I foolishly left work without relieving myself first today, again. I knew I needed to go but I was in a hurry to leave because I had placed an online order for pickup at Chipotle lol. Anyway I was on my way there to pick it up and I was cramping and clenching all the way. I broke out in a little sweat when I was almost there because I was starting to worry about not making it. The plan now was 100% making a dash for the Chipotle bathroom when I got there. I flew into the lot and parked my car, but I simply couldn't hold it anymore and I knew I was going to have an accident. I felt myself push and could feel my poop come out partially and squish between my butt and the car seat. I clenched my butt hard and then felt the poop squish in my cheeks too. I jumped out of the car and I held my hand over my butt as I rushed inside but it was too late. I didn't make it to the bathroom in time and I seriously pooped my pants in Chipotle. The load was thick and soft and filled my pants up like a balloon, and was very warm. It all came out pretty fast too. After I filled my pants I just froze and looked around to see if anyone noticed but people were all either getting their food or eating so no one was paying attention to me. So... I just sort of casually went and picked up my food in my messy pants and then went home lol. I am sure some people noticed the stink and possibly saw a bulge on my butt but I avoided making eye contact or looking at anyone because I didn't want to know if they knew. I hurried home sitting in my mess and when I got, there I ate my chips and queso before I even changed my pants, but I cleaned up before I ate my main course. I seriously don't know what my problem is! Clearly I need to be in Pampers because I can't learn to use the toilet when necessary before I have an accident.

I have read a lot of other people's accident stories from the past on here and I decided to make a little accident survey. I'll answer the questions too even though I think most of my answers are obvious from my stories.

1. Age and gender?- 31 F
2. Have you ever had an accident? - yes several
3. Pee accident?- yes
4. Poop accident?- yes
5. How old were you the last time you peed your pants?- around 26 or 27
6. Were there any witnesses?- yes
7. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- embarrassed
8. How did you respond to the situation?- I first cleaned the mess I made on the floor then I went to take a shower and change.
9. How old were you the last time you pooped your pants?- 31
10. Were there any witnesses? Not this time but I've had witnessed accidents more than once.
11. Were you embarrassed, thrilled or indifferent?- embarrassed and thrilled
12. How did you respond to the situation?- see above story
13. Do you have a fear of having an accident?- sometimes, if I'm in public. My main fear is having a pooping accident at work.
14. Have you sought help or treatment if it is a reoccurring problem?- I have not
15. Have you or do you use protective items like diapers?- no
16. Share a memorable accident story!- the one above plus my other posts. But I don't remember if I shared the time I wet my pants that I referred to in the survey so I'll share that quickly. I lived with a girl at the time who notoriously took forever in the bathroom. She was in there getting ready for work and I woke up with a very full bladder and desperately needed in the bathroom. She took too long and I decided to go to the kitchen and go in the sink, but I started to pee on the way there and soaked my underwear and pajamas all the way to the kitchen. I left a trail of pee and I was cleaning it up in my wet pajamas when my roommate came out and saw me. She just said "did you pee your pants?" And I said "yeah you were taking forever..." And she said "you could have knocked" and didn't even apologize.

That's all for now!
Shannon


Bianca

My Memorable Dinner Shit

I did 2 poops today, but after having mushroom inchaladas, my prepoop farts signaled that a nassty one was on its way! The poop urge also felt like the contents were going to be splatty again, and it felt it was almost too soft. One of the tiny peices was lagging behind, and took a short moment to fall. Earlier today I experienced what it was like covering up for Covid (haven't had to do that before), and Mom had to pee at the store. The mask experience was awkward at first, but from what I could tell I adjusted. Luckily, the bathroom in the store that Mom peed in didn't smell, but I noticed some other odor in my environment that I can't describe now. The toilets sounded strong, and Mom finished quick. That's all for now, bye!


Carlie B.

Replies + More Trouble at Home

Victoria: yes, I always have had a goo sense of humor about it. I've found people are more impressed rather than grossed out, so it can actually be quite the rush to lay such big dumps.

Catherine: correct. The firmness plus the sheer size is what makes them nearly impossible to flush. Every once in a while I'll have a softer load. If the toilet is decent, I can usually flush in two or three flushes without needing a plunger. If it's firm, not a chance of getting away with no plunger

kmd: glad you enjoy the stories. I don't have a ton of stories from work because I usually took both my daily dumps at home; one at night and one in the morning. Sometimes if I work late I'll end up pooping at work. If it's late at night, the janitor is already gone so my big logs get seen by others in the morning. Over time, people have put two and two together and realize it is me clogging the toilets with enormous turds. We have 4 stalls, so no one really minds, although the smell can be bad. I have one coworker Jill, who also will occasionally clog one of the toilets. She is quite impressive because she's so short, you wouldn't expect her to be able to do so much!

I've also caused another issue at the apartment. Last week I got back from a hike in the evening and needed to go badly. Our toilet was still clogged by my morning shit though. I had clogged it but had to run as I was late before I had time to plunge it. It wasn't too bad because both my roommates were staying at their boyfriends for the weekend. I laid another huge log into the already plugged toilet. This new log was 100% out of the water, so the smell was terrible. I got to plunging but as I was doing so, Lindsey and her new boyfriend came back to our place as his roommates were having a party. Not wanting to embarrass Linsey with her boyfriend around, I just closed the lid and hoped neither of them would need it. Well of course that backfired, as her boyfriend needed to go. As he got up, I admitted I had clogged it and needed to fix it. He said he just needed to piss and wouldn't mind. Before I could stop him he had gone in and lifted the lid to reveal my giant turds. Good lord, he said. Those are the two biggest poops I've ever seen! I was embarrassed but also a bit turned on. A guy hadn't seen a turd of mine since I last broke up with my own boyfriend a while back. When he was done, I got to plunging. I got one mostly down, but was so tired I just threw on some gloves and pulled them out.

I think our toilet has weakened since we got it. Not only have I had more trouble plunging, but Lindsey and Hayley have also clogged it a couple times each, and seeing their turds, they aren't very big. Has anyone ever dealt with a toilet weakening over time? When we first got it, it was much better than the old one. Now, it seems to be worse.


Constiguy

Amazing Public Dumps

Early last Sunday saw me in another city. It was early in the morning , cold and drizzling rain and I needed a poo bad. I did not know this place at all and driving around and could not find a toilet . I surveyed as I drove possible places to go behind buildings or bushes then I came on a disused shop and those old shops have outside toilets at the back . This was no exception and I went in .... it even had toilet paper. I dropped my trousers and undies and did not shut the door but rather looked onto an overgrown garden as I released in major proportions what I so needed to do . I felt I released the entire contents of my colon . After that my bowels went into hibernation. It was the day before yesterday so I took a very big dose of my osmotic laxatives and not much happened and yesterday another big dose soon after I awoke . I was driving to work when the laxatives kicked in. No worries I will go to my favourite public toilet on the way to work but , alas as I arrived the toilets were being cleared . I then remembered that there were another set of toilets nearby at the boat ramp . Back in the car and in a few minutes only I was there. It was a picture perfect day and it was . Of course, at the end of a bay in an idyllic location. That was all very well but I was about to " loose my shit !" I parked and waddled to the toilets butt checks pressed together. I noted that the toilets had a great outlook and I would love to do my requirements with the door open but that would not be a socially acceptable idea . There were three toilets and unisex . As I got close I lost a bit and had a small squirt but what my bu cheeks did not hold my incontenence undies would . Anyway I went in and my bun was like an upside down fire hydrant shooting out dark brown water with hard pebbles and thumping big lumps of shit . Oh the most blessed relief!!! I had a personal trainer who once told me that she feels so much better after a big poo . I agree! Anyway back to the story I was sitting there relaxed when I heard foot steps and the next door closed. I heard clothing drop and some grunting and soon later a series of loud plops and farts. I felt so happy for that person in getting relief too . We both had very big BMs. Thank God for public toilets and eager bowels .


To Tyler C

Thanks for the reply! Could we hear about a time you "browned" a pair of undies :) Awesome stories btw.


Bianca

Hey Abbie

I agree that Sera could pee behind the playground if she were desprate enough. Good idea! I'd pee there if I were her, too. To add a little adventure to things,I'd build up the courage to do a desperate poop in the playground as well. I did a sort of bubbly fart before peeing this morning, and a fart with a rising note while going. After breakfast minutes ago, I did a soft moderately sized poop. I plan to do a little project (hopefully today) with part of my elevator buttons I got yesterday, so I would love to do a pre-project excitement poop. If not, that's ok. Whate I plan to do is glue the top assembly peices on cardboard, and display the circuit assembly bottom half of my buttons on my window sill as I'm doing now. The top plastic parts gave me the sort of bored feeling like when you do an unsatisfied poop. I compare liking the bottom halfs better to having a good poop. Bye


Sunday, June 28, 2020


Tinner

Accident... again

I posted last month about two accidents I had when walking home from running. Well... it happened again this week. I was walking home the last bit after a long, satisfying run feeling the need to go for a poo. The need got stronger and when I was about five minutes from my house, I had to stop to prevent the poo from escaping. This helped but only a bit and when I started walking again, the pressure became very strong again. That's when I decided to let a bit of poo out into my knickers, to ease pressure. This again didn't solve the issue for more than half a minute or so, when I decided to slowly let the full turd slip into my knickers. I should note here that, while I do live in a busy residential area, it was pretty dark so no one would have seen it really. It did feel strange, weird but also kind of naughty to walk there with a turd in my underwear. The pressure on my anus didn't really go away though and when I could see my house (and confirmed the 'coast was clear', with no neighbours outside), I just gave in and let the full poo escape. It was strange, weird, naughty but not too bad, though I didn't enjoy the cleanup at all.

I don't know why this keeps happening recently! My last accident was 15 years ago or so. Any advice from fellow runners?


Celine

Reply to Lilly


I'm so glad you enjoyed my stories! I generally poop twice a day-once early in the morning, before school, and again in the evening. I'm pretty regular, but I enjoy having a BM at school if I need to go. I have a couple friends I regularly shit with. To ease discomfort, I'll usually take a shit right before practice-a lot of the girls would, and there were times when every stall in the locker room was occupied by members of the team taking a shit lol. It could become smelly. The day I injured my knee, I had tried to shit before practice like usual, but I was really backed up and it just wasn't happening. The physical activity that followed helped it along, I think. I was very gassy, but fought to suppress any farts because I was scared of soiling myself during our routines. And when I finally had a moment to myself, later on in the hospital, pushing out that dump was life changing haha. I was beyond desperate. I exercise regularly, and try to keep fit-I generally eat healthy, with little to no processed foods or extra fat and sugar, and I do think that has a bearing on my large turds. I never rush along a bowel movement-the horror of a nasty constipation spell I had when I was fifteen (which was broken when, one day, all my backed up shit knocked very loudly on my back door and I had no choice BUT to go poop in a school toilet, which was so painful I resolved to never deny an urgent need to shit ever again, no matter where I was) lingered in my memory for a long time after. And yes, the dump I pushed out immediately after my last post felt so amazing-the feeling of a thick turd stretching my hole was enough to send a shiver up my back. With the world seeming so uncertain lately, I think it's important to take pleasure in all the little things-for me, it's the satisfaction of sitting comfortably on my pink toilet (my bedroom has its own bathroom), enjoying a healthy shit or a good pee.


Catherine

Carlie B's Question - Least Favorite Places to Poop

Carlie B:

For me, I live on a pretty tight routine, which usually means that I will do both poops at home. However, my least favorite places are friends' houses, church, gas station, rest areas, or any other bathroom that's not clean. When it comes to pooping in public, I am OK when I am not with anyone I know and the bathroom is clean. I would rather not poop around people I know. At church, I've clogged the toilet a couple of times, and stunk it up pretty good. And, I just don't want to use dirty restrooms.

Love your stories!

Catherine!


Imogen

reply to Jenny

Hi Jenny, welcome to the site and glad you found somewhere to have a wee before it was too late. Everybody in the world has been desperate at some point so it's nothing to be ashamed of and it sounds like Emily is open about it. Maybe you could try practicing next time you are out, when you're not desperate, work out what position squatting works for you best.
Obviously things are weird at the moment but I'm quite used to weeing outside... usually when in the park or on a walk (public toilets aren't always open anyway near me) or on the way home from a night out when I've been drinking. If it makes you feel better I've leaked into my knickers so many times when desperate!
look forward to hearing from you again soon
Imogen.


rb

Replies, plus a story

Sera - Sorry to hear you peed your pants in school. It's a difficult time we're in now, so completely understand to be afraid of using public bathrooms. When I was in school, I knew a few girls who would try to hold their pee all day at school, with varied results. To avoid wetting your pants again, maybe you and Jasmine go behind the playground and go there, using each other as a lookout.

Enna - Fortunately, you were able to pee only some in your pants a couple times on the boat ride and hold the rest until you got to the bathroom, and you had black shorts on. Thanks for sharing. A similar situation happened on a boat ride to my friend Angela, but she couldn't stop peeing once she started. We were on a harbor tour, which was fortunately empty except for the captain, tour guide, and us. About a half hour into the ninety minute ride, Angela really had to pee, but there were no bathrooms, plus the ride was getting really bumpy. About twenty minutes or so later, Angela said she couldn't hold it anymore and was going to let out a little bit of pee, but once she started peeing, she couldn't stop. She was wearing black jeans (and a red sweater, which she tied around her when we got off the boat), so her peed pants were not too noticeable. The tour guide did see, and she tried to comfort Angela saying that on one of her first tours she worked, she peed her pants on the boat ride. And their uniform is khaki pants, so there was no hiding what she did.


Bianca

Urgent Day

Hi guys.Yesterday was another needy bathroom day. I went close to 4 times after having smallish poops before. It was runny sometimes probably from a spicy sandwich causing irritation for some unknown reason, but otherwise my day was good. Due to going a lot, I started feeling the affects around my anal area like it was a bit sore/sort of pulsating. That has since gone now, and my poop was small today, but solid. To Stacy: Welcome! I'll think you'll come to love my stories. Bye.


Taylor T

Replies

Hey everyone! I'm back again for more stories but first I'm gonna reply to a couple of people.

To Victoria: Thanks for the shout out lol! It's good to know I'm not the only one with a group chat about this kind of stuff!
Celine: Great Story! I'm sorry about you're injury but I'm sure your huge poop made up for it. I remember one time I pooped at a hospital which was kinda weird for me but it was okay. Anyways I hope you post more stories.

I'll share the hospital story right now because it's still one of my favorites. So I was in 7th grade, I was on the girls softball team and I was pitching. I think this story happened right before I started posting on this site so I've never shared it. Anyways I pitched the ball and the girl on the other team Willow hit the ball and let the bat launch out of her hand right into my right arm, breaking it. My mom drove me to the hospital and I would have to get minor surgery. They let me stay in my uniform instead of a gown for the night, which was good because I hated hospital gowns, also my bum looked great in the pants lol. Anyways my mom had left to go home around 10:30 and I went to bed. I woke up at 1:30 and felt pressure in my bum so I got up and went into the bathroom. It was a huge struggle unbuttoning my pants and getting them to my ankles but 2 minutes later I got all set and desperately sat down and a big wet turd instantly slid out of me fast and fell in the toilet. It felt amazing and soon after another turd about the same size fell in. My butthole was so numb and that was it a torrent of diarrhea sprayed out of me like pee and I absolutely destroyed the toilet. At this point I destroyed my butthole and I started wiping and flushed the toilet. It somehow managed to get the two huge turds down with a strong flush. I washed up and went back to sleep.

That's all I have for now but I will post more stories at the begging of next week! Bye Everyone!


Abbie

Reply to Sera

Sera, sorry to hear that you ended up wetting yourself at school, but at least no-one noticed. I think going behind the playground sounds like a good plan, hopefully you'll be able to go for a wee with Jasmine and you can guard each other!
In answer to your questions, when I was at primary school we had a big field and at the far end there was a gap in the hedge to a farmers field behind it, I must admit my friends and I did sometimes go through the hedge when we were desperate to have a wee and thought we might not make it back to the loo in time. I never had a full accident at school luckily, but there were several times when I was bursting for a wee and I let some spurts go into my knickers, normally when I was queuing for a cubicle and I just got too desperate to keep it in!
Its lucky your able to have a poo before you leave home, it would make it really awkward if you needed to do that as well at the moment! I hope you manage to have a successful wee outside behind the playground, let us know how it goes.


Victoria B.

A few quick replies

Hey!
Short and sweet and to the point today

To Minappé: I love all of you and I'm so happy you're keeping yourselves safe. Do a big one for me!

To Catherine: That's so kind of you to say I think you're an amazing woman and Alan and your children are lucky to have you!

To Carlie B.: I love your stories! The way that you've handled being such a handful on plumbing is so lighthearted and playful. Have you always had such a good sense of humor about being too much for most toilets to handle?

By the way, I agree with you. Friends' and family members' places are always the worst to poop at. Once when I was in junior high I had a bomb-dropping in my friend Sara's basement bathroom that was so bad that they had to go to the hardware store to buy an auger because nobody could get the toilet plunged! Sara's mom was really sympathetic but from that point on there was a sign added next to the one above the toilet warning us not to flush pads or tampons: "If you are anticipating 'really having to go,' please take your business upstairs." Can't wait to hear more from you!

Love,
Victoria!


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