responses and a storya few nice accident stories lately- kelly p. that sounds devastating wuat happened to you in gym i can't even imagine, what were your other accidents like? the guy who wrote about that woman Amanda peeng her pants in the photo studio was great too.
i had a really nice convo with my gf tonight. she knows I'm interested in accidents and while to this point i haven't been able to get her to go in her pants by "accident", sue does sometimes tease me by making reference to herself having an accident. tonight she did it while we were watching the show "the walking dead." its a show about a group of survivors trying to make it through a zombie apocalypse basically. anyway, its very intense and dramatic a lot and at one point my girl just goes "god, if we were ever in a zombie invasion, I'd be peeing myself like crazy." i smiled and said "well if we are invaded by zombies I'll make sure you pack plenty of underwear." she said "good I'd be going through tons of them. I'd pee myself, change my pants, then a little while later hear a noise and pee myself again!" i told her she'd be better off not changing then, and she said "i wouldn't like hanging around in wet pants, I'd change my panties everytime i peed in them." we settled down a bit and started paying more attention to the show when a really intense sequence began to unfold. i could tell the show was scaring her for real, then she gasped and said "ok! i might pee my pants just watching this!" i looked over to her hoping she'd finally just indulge me. i hoped I'd suddenly see the seat of her chocolate brown stretch pants turning a dark chocolate color as she wet herself in fear, but it wasn't happening.... then things got a little better, because thf scene got to a really scary part where a girl was trapped in a bathroom of all places trying to hold the door shut with her feet as a zombie was trying to bust through the door, and my girl goes "oh my god my pants would be soaking wet if that was me. who am i kidding? I'd be pooping myself too." at that point i just said "tease..." and she giggled, then said "you'd have to rescue me, then you'd have to comfort me because I'd be upset that i pooped in my pants..." then i said again "we won't just have to pack a lot of panties for you if there is a zombie invasion, we'll have to steal pairs from every department store we came across to keep you clean and dry!" she said "that's probably a good idea, because i could just rinse and dry the ones i peed in, but since I'd probably wind up pooping myself a lot it would be better to just throw the panties away..." i smiled at her and again called her a tease, and i told her she wasn't gonna know what to do with herself someday when she accidentally pees and/or poops in her pants for real! she insists it will never happen (when she's not teasing me) but i know she's had some very close calls before. once she woke up in the morning and i heard her say "oh god I'm gonna pee my pants!" i looked over to see her scrambling to get out of bed, and she hobbled and pee-pee danced to the bathroom with her a hands in her crotch. she then told me she was dreaming of needing to pee and going pee all night, and right before she woke up she was dreaming of peeing her pants, and it felt so real she woke up and thought she was wetting the bed. sadly, she stayed dry in real life, but she barely made it to the toilet. her other notable close call, which i witnessed and she talked about with me in the past and now tries to deny, was a very near pooping accident. we had been on campus all day and we were heading home for the evening. she seemed quiet and uncomfortable but i didn't pry. i stopped at the store to get a couple things for dinner and she seemed impatient and said to hurry and all she said when i asked why was "i need to get home". so i got what i needed and when i returned to the car there was a lingering odor in the air from her having farted while i was gone. she didn't mention it, and we drove home. i knew she was desperate to poop and i wasn't about to rush her to a bathroom i took it slow and by the time we got back to the neighborhood she seemed like she was on edge, but was ready to run to the toilet. so as one mast ditch effort to see her potty in her pants, i pulled over at the small petting zoo thing by my house and said "look, new baby goats!" she angrily said "yeah great! lets go home I'm at the finish line here!" i played dumb and said "oh are you ok?" and she growled "I'm gonna go to the bathroom in pants if you don't get us home now!" i acted surprised and drove to house. she got out of the car and ripped two quick farts like "brrrapp brrmp" as she ran towards the house. my heart raced because i KNEW she was about to poop her jeans on her way to the toilet, but somehow she managed to make it without messing her panties. close but no cigar...
Last Friday after a midday finish from work I went for a pub lunch along with three other work colleagues. The beer was going down a treat and eventually we ordered a decent cooked meal each which was soon served. About half way through eating it I could feel a good shit coming on and by time I'd done eating the turd was pushing like mad for out. I chatted on a short while longer then taking my jacket off excused myself saying that I was off to the toilet. To my slight surprise Ian, one of the other lads, said that he would join me and quickly followed. Somehow I assumed he just needed a pee but as we got into the toilets he followed me across to the stalls saying that he was busting for a shit. There were only two stalls and luckily both were vacant so we took one each. I had my pants down in a jiff and quickly seating myself soon relaxed and felt instant relief as five large smooth turds slid near silently out of my hole. While this was happening Ian started to fart and shit out what sounded like a monster load of soft crackly turds followed by some really loose shit. Suddenly I could feel my anus beginning to open again as a second load of turds began to fall effortlessly into the pan becoming softer and softer until I finished of with a good push and a bit of mush.
A short time after I heard Ian beginning to clean up and deciding I was finished as well did the same which ended up with us both flushing and leaving the stalls nearly together only to find Zach one of the other two lads waiting outside. 'Thought you two were never going to get done, I'm just about crimping one off in my pants' he said and with that went straight into the stall I had just vacated.
Ian and I went to the nearby washbasins to wash our hands but could easily hear Zach pushing out what had to be quite a stiff turd judging by the grunts, crackles and farts coming from behind the door. The noises finally stopped and moments later Zach was out of the stall grinning at us saying 'Hey guys wanna take a look'. There in the pan was certainly the longest and most perfect turd I think I have ever seen with one end touching the seat and the other out of view up the u'bend. 'First shit I've had since Christmas and did it feel good'
After that Zach quickly washed his hands we all quickly left the toilets leaving his masterpiece behind and continued the afternoon's session with three out of the four of us having had a good festive shit.
Pregnant pooping 2Hey all. Well today i went for a checkup and i found out that im not 37 weeks but 34 instead. My dates were all wrong. My bump didnt look big enough for 37 weeks i was told so the midwife measured my bump and the size of the baby and discovered my dates were wrong. Anyway none of this matters on here. Im just saying as it means instead of 2 and a half weeks of struggling to poop ill now have 6 instead.
I enjoyed writing my live poop story on here 3 days ago and i havent been since. Well now i do have an urge although nowhere near as strong as on New Years Eve and it took 21 minutes then. I may be looking at more time to go now.
Im going to try to go now and see if i successful. Using my laptop again. Entering the bathroom and closing the door. Im taking down my underwear that im wearing under my maternity dress. I leaning forward with my legs out stretched as before and now i feel ready to start. So uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Nothing yet. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Gassy fart. That was a smelly fart. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Fart. Another fart but no poop. I do need to go. Im sitting here urging it to come out. Pulling my legs futher apart as far as possible with my bump and holding my butt cheeks apart with my spare hand. Here goes again. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,still nothing. I do need to pee though so i guess i could do it. Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. Done that so now im going to try pushing again. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Think the tip is encrouching on my butt, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,PLOP. Ooh that was small, the size of a peanut practically. There's more up there i know that. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,really pushing now, sorry for the caps again. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.MASSIVE PLOP. That splashed my butt as it dropped, uhhhhhhhhhhhhh,PLOP,PLOP,PLOP. Ahh relief again. But theres more. I can feel it. Going to need to strain hard and push hard and im still holding my butt cheeks apart. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,UHHHHHHH,PLOP,PLOP, followed by a fart. Im going again and holding my butt cheeks apart with my spare hand. Well, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,PLOP,PLOP,PLOP,PLOP. Wow that was a massive four logs. Think im done now so im going to wipe. And im finished. It took 39 minutes to go all in all
Well i enjoyed that again. Live pooping is fun. Hope to do it again seeing as i have 6 weeks of straining, pushing and grunting to take a poop ahead of me. Until then bye.
comments & stuffTo: NPU (noisy poopers united) as always another great story it sounds like you really had to go and I bet you felt great afterwards and ive pooped only a few times outside my most memorable was in the sand at the beach and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Leanne as always another great story and it sounds like you and your friend Meg both really had to go especialy her from the sound of it and lucky you both made it and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Karen as always another great story and it sounds like you had a really rough time on that boat but im glad you got over it so you could enjoy yourself and great story about your black eyed pea poop it sounds like you discoverd something that can help you if you get constipated and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Nicola as always another great story and sure you got wet but you were desperate and wet clothes are better then pooped pants and I bet you felt great after a big dump like that and probaly lighter aswell and great story about you seeing that woman poop and pee herself it sounds like she was very desperate and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: The Cute Tinkler first welcome to the site and have ever thought giving your favorite pair youve out grown another farwell maybe a farwell poop and pee in them just an idea and please post more stories thanks.
To: Shortie first welcome to the site and great story and great pop by poop coverage and please post more stories thanks.
To: Poster from the UK great story and it sounds like you and your freind had a rough time at least your friend was there to help you out and it sounds like you and your friend became alot closer to and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Desperate To Poop as always another great story it sounds like you were very desperate but at least you without having a major accident and great story about that nast toilet but when your beyond desperate any toilet will do and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerly Brandon T
PS. I love this site
FIrst school poo of the new yearHi everyone, Abbie here again with my latest story, which I'll get to in a minute.
Dan- glad you enjoyed my story, my poos aren't that long but do tend to be quite fat which is why I quite often struggle to push them out I guess.
Leanne- good story about you and Meg going for a poo while out shopping- hope you can post again soon.
Anyway, today was my first day back at school after the Christmas hols, getting used to the school routine hasn't exactly been easy on my bladder and bowels! I had to go for a desperate wee at breaktime and by the lesson before lunch I was starting to want a poo pretty urgently. I'd made sure to try to open my bowels the day before at home but typically hadn't been able to produce anything apart from a few pellets, my last poo was round Katie's which was four days earlier and I could feel there was a big load stuck up there somewhere. I just wished I'd felt the urge a bit later in the day as I didn't really want to go for a poo at school if I could help it, normally its not a problem but when I know I'm going to have to strain and try to stop myself grunting its really embarasing and I'd rather be at home. Anyway, I was sitting in class trying hard not to squirm and fidget, my friend Ellie was with me and she must have noticed because she asked if I was OK.
"Yeah, I just need to use the toilet," I said, heading off towards the English block loos.
"I know what you mean, I'm dying for a poo," she said. As we got near the toilets she said, "Shall we go to the library after, I've got some homework I haven't got round to doing over Christmas and its due in tomorrow."
"Yeah... but I might be awhile, I need a poo as well and I've been a bit constipated over Christmas so I think I'm in for a hard time," I said quickly to cover my embarasment.
"No probs, take your time" said Ellie as we went into the loos. We waited in the queue, I noticed Ellie was doing a poo dance and I had to rub my belly as I could feel the pressure building up. The queue was moving quite slowly, there aren't many cubicles in these toilets and Ellie and I certainly weren't the only ones needing to have a poo judging by the smell and sounds. Eventually we got two cubicles next to each other, the smell was pretty bad and there were streaks of poo in the bowl but it was either that or nothing so I locked the door and put down my bag. I lifted my skirt and pulled down my black tights and pale green knickers before sitting on the toilet and starting to push. Next door I could hear Ellie having a wee and then a few seconds later she did a loud fart, about a minute passed and then I heard some plops followed by the rustle of paper as she wiped her bottom. "See you later Abbie," she whispered as I was straining and doing my best not to grunt, I'd manage to push the tip out but as usual it was a fat turd and it was really stretching my bumhole.
"Yeah, OK", I panted, I was having to bear down pretty much constantly, when I stopped pushing I could feel it starting to get sucked back up so I couldn't afford to relax. Ellie flushed her loo and I let a grunt out, I knew the sound of the flush would mask it. I stopped pushing for a minute and realised my poo was sticking out enough not to start going back in so I caught my breath and looked under the partition to my left where Ellie had been. Her replacement had her skirt, tights and pink 'hello kitty' pants at her feet and I could hear her doing a runny poo. I started to push again and could feel my turd inching out slowly, I reached round behind myself and held my bum cheeks apart as I strained and after another few minutes I could feel the poo starting to speed up, shortly after it dropped and made a loud plop as it did so. I could feel more up inside me so I carried on pushing, by now I had a new neighbour, she had just locked the cubicle door and shortly after I saw her trousers and then her pants fall to her feet, they were yellow with pink and orange spots. She did a quick wee and then wiped, by now I had pushed out another couple of poos and felt empty so I took some toilet paper and wiped my bottom, it was really sore after that first massive turd! I pulled up my pants and tights then let my skirt down and flushed. It was a big load but luckily it all went away, thank god, it would have been awful if the flush hadn't worked and the next girl had seen what I'd done! I went off to the library to meet Ellie, luckily she didn't comment on how long I'd been gone. Now Christmas is over I'll hopefully be able to get back into a decent routine and start eating more healthily so I don't find opening my bowels so hard, I'll let you know how it goes. Will post again soon, bye for now!
I saw someone posted about NYE, there must surely have been lots of stories from this night, after all loads of people outside watching the fireworks, queuing for a long time, probably had a lot to drink and not many loos!!
Well at about 1am on New Years Day I was woken up by a commotion outside. I listened and heard it was my next door neighbour rummagign around her bag. "I can't find my keys, seriously!" she sighed. She was with her boyfriend and went through all the places she'd had them, she thought she might have left them at the pub. Her boyfriend agreed to go back to look for them and she told him "Be quick, I need the loo!". He returned 5 minutes later with the keys, which had been dropped on the pavement. She let herself into the hall and into her flat and I could hear her running into the bathroom, pulling her pants down and letting loose a heavy stream which lasted a long time!
Tuesday, January 03, 2012
QuestionsHello ok i have some questions forball of you if you could tell me what to do ok
1. Ok so my first one is so my dad stays up late and gets mad at me if i get up so uasally i have to take a dump or piss in the middle of the night so do you guys have any ideas on how i could releave my self in my room and how to dispose of it
2. I was wondering if it alright if a male buddy dumps with another male
npu (noisy poopers united)
Crappy New Year!I was with some of my friends and my boy friend for the count down. In New York, it was like fifty degrees. Stupid global warming. Any way, i had eaten a bunch of crap, and had a bit of champaine. I was desperste, and there was no cool way to say you have to shit. Plus, if i merely slipped away and didnt say anything, my noisy bowels would give me away. Damn, i was trapped.ad just about given up and crapped my self when my boyfriend said "man, i need to poop." His friends laughed, my friends blushed. I seized the opportunity. "Me too!" And eventually we all admitted we needed to poop. We headed outside, and my friend pointed out her trampoline. We grabbed some sheets of newspaper, and as the countdown sounded, i was pushing smelly, runny crap out my butt, accompinied by trumpet blasts. My boyfriend was next to me, and he took a long, hissing piss along with a probably hard turd that took some grunting. Which brings me to the questions: best place you've ever pooped? And have you ever pooped or sharted in front of a crush? Many happy turds- I mean returns. -Noisy Poopers United
Hi again everyone! Firstly my story from Tuesday when I went shopping with my friend Megan.
We didn't go until quite late and I'd already felt the need for a poo and pushed out two pieces and a couple of farts. When we got there we went straight to get some food from Burger King. We loaded up and then got a muffin each after. After some shopping I soon discovered I was far from done for the afternoon and I had to go again badly. Shortly after that Meg confided to me that she hadn't been since Christmas Day morning and now she was dying to go take a huge poo! I told her I did as well, so we went to the nearest toilets. When we got there there were three women waiting for four toilets. We joined the queue and Meg said, 'I hope they hurry up 'cause I'm desperate!' After ten minutes we both got cubicles next to each other. I heard Meg get seated and saw her jeans and pink knickers around her ankles. I lowered my jeans and blue panties and sat down too. We both started to wee and then I heard three wet plops from Meg and then a sigh and a loud fart and another big plop. That was just for starters! I pushed out two logs and then Meg pushed out another two of her own. Then she farted again and splattered some loose poo into the toilet. I produced three more turds and a couple of farts, then some soft, mushy poo. When I finished Meg had pushed out about 5 more turds and some more runny stuff and wasn't finished yet. After a bit of silence I heard her sigh again and then there were three rapid plops. After a final squirt of runny poo she was done and we came out together.
Kyle's Survey Replies:
1. Which member(s) of the forum would you like to see on the toilet?
I'd have to go for Abbie, Stephanie, and Michelle! And, although I don't really find guys on the toilet exciting, Dan too since you're a fan of mine!
2. Which member(s) of the forum would you like to see you on the toilet?
Same as above!
3. Which member(s) of the forum would you like to have a buddy dump with?
Again, see above!
4. What bodily function(s) would you like to see them having?
Poos would be most interesting!
5. What bodily function(s) would you like to have them witness from you?
Again, a poo :)
6. Where would you like to see, or be seen doing the bodily functions? (outside, home bathroom, public restroom, etc) In a private bathroom so it's more...intimate, for want of a better word!
Dan- Yes, those poos that all come rushing out tend to make a loud crackling when I do them and are often accompanied by a fart or two!
Diarrhea from seasicknessHas anyone ever heard of diarrhea being a normal side effect of seasickness? Well it happened to me once over twenty years ago on a boating trip with my best friend, our husbands, and another couple. I don't know if the diarrhea was due to the seasickness or if it was something I ate because I've never been on a boat again after that so I have nothing to compare it to. Spent the better part of the first day out leaning over the rail and then that night when I was starting to finally get my sea legs I started having the the runs really bad. On the boat down below there was this potty thingy in a small room like a closet which I got to know really well. I hated being in there because there was no window which made the rocking seem worse so I learned to immediately start getting the folds of toilet paper ready and to push hard and fast, wipe and get it over with so I could go back above deck in the fresh air again.
Black Eyed Pea PooI just had to write to tell you guys about my black eyed pea BM experience.
For background, I have a friend in the neighborhood who hails from Georgia where there they eat a type of bean called a black eyed pea for New Year's which is supposed to bring good luck for the upcoming year; actually they eat those year round as a staple. Each year she brings me a bowl of black eyed peas with a dime in it as she did earlier this evening which I ate, despite my dislike for them but I want all the luck I can get. Since by contrast I'm into French cooking each year I like to make a large batch of beignets, square shaped French doughnuts, according to tradition anyone who does not eat the square doughnuts need not be surprised if good luck does not find them in the coming year. I make these for my closest neighbors and then of course there are the neighborhood kids that have a way of finding out when I make these so I make lots extra.
Back to the black eyed pea incident. I ate the beans with my dinner and by the time I'd finished making the last batch of beignets a little later I was passing gas faster than a service station on a saturday, and did I mention loud?. I just got through using the bathroom a few minutes ago, which is unusual since my normal time for a BM is in the mornings, and I was amazed at how much came out of me, the beans really cleaned me out in a big way. Beans are supposed to be high in fiber and black eyed peas are a dense, heavy food so I guess the mass of beans going through my colon picked up waste residue as in the snowball effect. My BM was very dark almost black and the consistency of cookie dough at first, then more loose, at the end I saw recognizable albeit masticated remnants of the skins of the black eyed peas I'd eaten mere hours earlier. I'd say the amount of BM would have filled up a pyrex measuring cup easily. I guess the laxative also had something to do with speeding the transit time through me, huh? I'm still passing gas as I type so I have the feeling I'm not finished even though I feel really clean inside now. It's not a crampy type of gas, it's like I don't feel bloated at all then suddenly I feel full, then I blast a huge fart with little effort required. Powerfarting? Happy New Year!
Survey responses and morning dumpThanks to all who answered my survey! I really appreciate it! I just wish some people wouldn't criticize it. If you don't like it then why are you answering it? I look for positive and enthusiastic feedback as I'm sure all do. Anyways back on topic...
This morning I got up to take a dump. I was staying at my friends house ( she's a girl) and they dont have a man in the housebut are very welcoming to them ( I noticed while I was there!). When I got into the bathroom I sat on the toilet pulling my pj bottoms and boxers down past my knees. I farted as I started passing my log, and I was a little self conscious about it but then I relaxed knowing neither Brittany or her mom was not awake. So I past more gassy audible farts that echoed off the toilet bowl. Once I was done I flushed and washed my hands. When I was done I came out and Brittany smiled at me. I kinda froze because I was wondering if she heard me. She did but was very cool about it and said that she has taken dumps like that but WAY more loud. Iaughed and we ate breakfast together. See you guys later!
It had been a good few days since I had last had a shit so this morning I decided to go to the gym to help clear things out. I always get a bit backed up around this time of year with all the eating and drinking so I decided a good workout would help. The campus gym was closed for the holidays but a friend told me about a mens only fitness downtown only a short distance away. I went early in the morning at around 7:00 am and discovered it was nearly empty upon arriving. I went and did over a half hour of running. At that point I could feel the urge to shit start to become stronger and I knew I would be on the toilet for some time. I continued my workout for at least another 40 minutes until I couldn't hold it back any longer. I had also consumed a lot of water and was needing to piss pretty badly.
I made my way back to the changeroom and headed straight to the toilets. There were about half a dozen stalls and all were empty. I took a stall at the end and quickly sat down. The toilets were mounted to the wall and very low which offered little privacy. I pushed and let out a few muffled farts as I started to piss. I felt an enormous buildup of pressure before the turd started to come out very slowly and painfully. It landed in the bowl quite loudly and I was glad nobody came was around me because the smell was pretty bad as well. I got up to see a turd about a foot long floating in the bowl. It took a lot of time to wipe but I was glad to have unloaded that behemoth. I flushed but it took another flush to get it down. I went and had a shower before heading home.
In London last night for New Year cellebrations and observed two girls in a doorway acting strange. Later in the evening i passed the door and noticed a huge wet pile of poo.As they had no paper they used a Macdonalds hamburger box instead!
Comments and brief storyTo Lee: Interesting observation. I would prefer paper towels over newspaper as paper towels are absorbant. I would also think that diarrhea would splatter more on newspaper, and would likely completely saturate/rip the paper where it lands.
To Ashley: Thanks for your kind words. I look forward to your posts as well.
To Car Mom: If you're still out there, we would love to hear from you! I know you've commented that a lot of your stories are the same, which is why you don't post them all. We enjoy them! Hope all is well with you.
Nothing new since my morning dump which I posted about the other day. I went to the mall yesterday, knowing I needed to poop. I could have gone at home, but I thought pooping at the mall would be more fun! This was a different mall than the one I normally go to, and it was an uneventful poop. The mall bathroom closer to home has a lot more action. I'll have to take a poop there sometime soon.
Here's a story from high school. I've been out of high school going on eight years now, but this is one poop which I remember. This particular poop occured during my junior year. Most days after school, I headed to the bathroom to poop. A lot of other boys did, too. This particular day, I headed to the middle stall. I pulled down my undies and pants and had a seat. I was sitting there pooping when another guy took the stall to my left, the handicapped stall. I could tell that he was taking a poop, too. Even though there were doors and partitions, it was exciting for me to have someone pooping with me! We are both pooping when a guy comes and opens the door to his stall and walks in. When this door was locked, you could definitely tell -- you could see the latch was in the groove on the adjoining part of the partition. The lock was fully functional, but the round metal part surrounding it was gone. Those of you who frequent public bathrooms know what I mean!
So, after the guy walks in on my neighbor, I hear, "Whoa, dude!" The guy apparently realized that he was pooping and walked out. As I remember, the "intruder" didn't take the stall to my right and poop. Maybe he didn't have to poop -- maybe he wanted to pee and go in that stall. I don't know. Anyway, I finished pooping a couple minutes before my neighbor. I washed my hands and was at the air dryer when my neighbor came over and was like, "Did you see that guy?" I'm like, "yeah." I didn't tell him that I wouldn't have minded seeing him on the toilet...
More later! Take care!
New Year's BlastHappy new Year all!!
Hopefully the world won't end. I doubt it will, but still...cross your fingers in case.
Anyway, I want to share my first shit of '12 with ya!
Last night, of course, was NYE. Went to a small gathering of about 15 people or so, and had drinks and entrees / appetitzers served throughout the evening. I had about 6 or 7 seven drinks total through the night. Near the end I was starting to feel it. About 3:30 I headed home and fell asleep. Woke up at about...10:45 or so. I was lucky that I was feeling as well as I did. I had a dull sensation in my head (just short of a headache but not quite); and my stomach was grumbling and groaning. I laid in bed for a bit to get my bearings. I started to fart, too. They were quick deep ones. Some were barely audible, most was a quick opening of my bum. I knew I needed to poop, but not yet.
So I had some breakfast, and during the half, I got the sensation of my butt opening, but nothing ready to come out yet. As I was putting my dishes away, I felt it. I went off to bathroom, thinking this would be a very quick dump, or a humungous single turd. I slid my PJ bottoms to my knees, lifted the seat, and sat. My load came out with next to no effort. It FELT like it had some force, or cork-like. I wasn't explosive or anything but it kind of 'popped' out with a juicy slithering sound. Then I was done. I stood, inspceted, and only needed to wipe twice! My load was a semi-solid log which looked like it could have been many pieces slapped together. Had it been a regular poop, I would have said about 8" long, 1.5" thick. It was light brown (or dark yellow) and slightly cracked / tapered. When I flushed, the thing bascially exploded because it was so soft.
Speedy Pooper - sounded like a good laod you had, with promise of another good one!
Kimberly - Hope you are feeling better & getting relief now!
Punk Rock Girl - I'm unfamiliar with that term 0.o I'm guessing you must mean underwear-less? Hope your holidays went well.
Poo Bear - I'm quite fond of those Totos, but I find the bowl & interior to be smaller compared to a regular toilet. Also, I'd get rid of those auto-flush ones which, for a guy who stands to wipe, is annoying. I like the ones that have two flushes, depending on how much is in the toilet. Also, I think I prefer multiple piece dumps.
John - wow that's quite a woman you have, to be so open to just come in and unload like that. Do post more about her!
Desperate to Poop - sounds like you had a huge, easy, and relieving poop. Do you usually get the soft serve?
Michelle - It's been awhile, I'm glad to see you're back! I would love an after Christmas poop story. Also, I'm honored that you would let me watch you ;) Let's hope this hypothetical trip to the toilet would be a noisy one...
Goldeneye - be careful when it comes to holding. One must find a 'balance' because it's not good to hold gas or poop back for TOO long, and once you do fart, you may find more than just air being blasted out of your buns.
Abbie - wow you must feel better (and lighter!) after your latest poop! How big was it?? Looking forward to your next post!
That's all folks, and Happy New Year!
pooing in the rain
I hadn't pood for 5 days until this morning when I felt a big urge to empty my aching bowels. I grabbed a toilet roll and made my way to the woods for some badly needed relief. When I got there it started to rain and I was too desperate to turn back and go home so I looked for the largest tree I could find to shelter from the rain. It was raining so hard I still got wet and I was about to poo myself so I had to grin and bear it. So now I'm squatting in the pouring. rain with my jeans and knickers round my ankles and I'm pushing out the biggest poo you ever saw. It must have been a foot long and there was more to come. I pushed again and and the next one was 10 inches long. It was followed by another 12 inches and then it got softer and about 16 inches of semi solid mush shot out in one big rush. It was such a relief and once I wiped myself I quickly went home soaking wet but super relieved.
The cute tinkler
The Golden GoodbyeWell i've been reading stories from this site, and before this site I thought I was crazy for loving potty stories. Now here is a story from me.
I have this little tradition I do when I outgrow a pair of undies I like to give them a golden goodbye. I get ready to take a shower like I normally do but instead grab two pairs of undies my actual change and the soon to be thrown out pair. I then put nothing but the old undies on when i'm about to burst, step into the shower, and then let go. It feels so nice to feel my undies get warm and feel a stream trickle down my leg and make a good size puddle. I get to feel this great sensation for about a minute to three minutes before my bladder emptys. I then take of my now yellow undies, throw them in the garbage and clean myself (and pee some more if i gotta go again).
I hope you enjoyed my tradition and I know some people here have a big dislike in diapers, but are stories of going in diapers allowed, because I have a cute story of my prom if people are into hearing diaper stories and such.
I woke up on New Year's Eve morning still a bit hungover from the party I was at last night. I got up and had some breakfast before heading out to get something to eat for breakfast. A few hours later I was walking down the street when I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I knew immediately that I needed to have a shit by the feeling I was experiencing. I went into a thrift store that was nearby. There were a few people shopping but it was otherwise empty. I tried to act casually as I walked through the store at a quick pace to where the men's washroom was. Inside there were three stalls. In the middle stall there was someone seated down. I took the stall next to him right against the wall. It was a very old bathroom and the toilet looked particularly old. It was a very white porcelain with a hard and thick black seat.
I slammed the stall door and sat down on the toilet. I felt the pressure build as I farted loudly a few times just before a thick turd painfully started to make its way out. It slammed into the bowl quite noisily a few moments later as I sighed and took a minute to gather my breath. The guy next to me was quiet and it felt like he was listening in on my noisy dump. I couldn't hold anything back as a few more small turds plopped out after some outbursts of noisy farts. I stayed seated for about 5 minutes until the guy next to me finally flushed and exited out. I pulled a large bunch of toilet paper off the roll and got up to start to wipe. The turd was very thick which explained why it hurt so much coming out. I flushed and left to go back home.
I remember years ago going to pick up a woman whom I hoped might be a prospective girlfriend. She answered the door, but said she had to go to the toilet first. I heard her pee behind the closed door and then PFFFT a loud and lovely fart. That really endeared her to me - so natural!
I was at a house party with some of my friends and about 40 other people from school this evening when I had to take a shit pretty badly. My stomach was churning wildly so I knew a trip to the can would be in order soon. I farted a few times without anyone hearing to try and relieve some of the pressure but that worked only for a short time before the pain came back. To make matters worse I was wearing a pair of new jeans and boxers that were quite tight and somewhat uncomfortable. After a few drinks I couldn't hold it any more and got up and made my way over to the bathroom down the hallway where there was a lineup of about 3 or 4 people. I couldn't wait that long so I made my way down to the basement where there was another bathroom. It too was in use but luckily there was no lineup.
I could hear someone was having a shit from the sound of the farts and plops. I let out another fart as I waited. A few minutes later the toilet flushed before they washed up. When the door opened I was surprised to see it was a very attractive and athletic girl about my age. I could tell she was embarrassed to see me waiting there to use the toilet. She hurried out as I came in to the stench she left. It smelled really bad and the toilet was full of skidmarks. I locked the door and dropped everything down before sitting down on the very warm toilet seat. I relaxed and a few seconds later I let out a squeaky wet fart before a load of soft poop came out rapidly. Boy did it ever feel good to let go of that first load. I pissed for almost a minute as I let out more wet farts. I remained seated comfortably because I knew I wasn't done. I felt another sharp pain in my gut that only went away after I let out another pile of mushy poop. I got up and flushed as the piles went down easily enough but I had to sit right back down and drop one more load to complete the session. I wiped for nearly 5 minutes before flushing two more times to clean the mess I had left in the toilet. Luckily nobody was waiting outside when I opened the door.
Pregnant poopingHey all. I have just discovered this website when reading up about constipation in pregnancy. Im 37 weeks gone now and i have been struggling to poop for around 10 weeks now. I get the urge and i may sit on the toilet for 5-10 minutes straining until something comes out. The beginning of my pregnancy was fine as i said until 10 weeks ago i was going fine.
This is weird for me. I was just wondering if anyone else had had a similar problem throughout their pregnancies.
Anyway i havent been since boxing day, 5 days ago and the urge is there now so i could talk you all through it as i go poop.
Im using my wireless connection as i type but its not on my knee as bump is to big. Got it on a stool beside me.
Well here goes. I taking down my underwear that im wearing under my skirt and baggy top. Im sitting down and leaning a bit forward with legs outstretched. And uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh nothing yet, may be here a while, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhh getting somwehere i think. The tip is emerging. Uhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, PLOP,PLOP. Yeah first 2 plops emerge after 5 minutes of pushing, grunting and straining. I can already feel relief but theres more to come so here goes for round 2. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Really struggling on this part, wish it would come out. It needs to. Again. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, its coming, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, PLOP, PLOP. AAAHHH!!!!! Think im done now. Cant describe what i did until im up as i cant see into the toilet due my enormous bump. Anyway im going to wipe now. I can see to 2 6" inch logs and 2 4" logs. As im wiping i dont feel empty. Still think there is more there. Maybe i'll try again. Toilet is full of poop and about 5 sheets of paper so i'll flush. So here i go for round 3. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Nothing and im getting tired so im now really grunting, straining and pushing. Need to get this out. Try again. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Sorry for the caps, im just straining harder than before. One more time and i'll give up for now. Ive been in this bathroom straining, gruning and pushing for 12 minutes now. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, something is happening again, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,PLOP, PLOP, PLOP, Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, PLOP, PLOP. Now i feel empty. And wipe again. This time i released 4 8" logs and 1 small log no bigger than a pea. Im wiping again and the toilet is flushed. Im finished.
All in all it took 21 minutes to do that poop, the longest time ive ever had on the toilet.
Anyway hope you all enjoyed my live toilet story and i'll look forward to hearing if anyone else had any trouble pooping when pregnant.
Until then Happy New Year to you all and i may write in again now ive discovered this place. Bye.
It has now been 10 years since the coughed up/spit out forum has ended. Is there anyone on this site that wants it back or wants there to be a forum like it again? Please share your thoughts.
to Hide n' Go PoopDude I miss your stories, hope you are still lurking.
Back To NormalTo Karen, Ashley, and Lee - Thanks for your comments and suggestions.
I'm happy to report that after three poopless days, I'm now back to normal. Tuesday morning, after my coffee, I went in the bathroom and laid one of the longest, thickest turds I've ever had. It looked kind of like a brown anaconda coiled up in the bowl. I was a little afraid to flush it, thinking it would clog the toilet, but it went down okay.
I thought that was the end of it, but most of the day Tuesday and Tuesday night my stomach was hurting and bloated. It bothered me while I tried to sleep, but by morning I felt somewhat better. I drank some coffee and went in to poop, and I proceeded to lay another thick, extremely long turd. That one took care of most of the stomach pain. Then Thursday morning came another long, thick, but somewhat softer poop.
After crapping out about 6 feet worth of shit over three days, Friday's offering to the toilet was much more normal in size. So I think it's safe to say I'm now cleaned out.
Now for a comment or two.
PooBear - I would like a new toilet design to be on the futuristic side, maybe with a laptop, big screen TV, and maybe a built in Kindle, for reading pleasure. Also would have to have a bidet installed, too. And as far as favorite turds, I like the single lengthy ones best.
Punk Rock Girl - that sucks! I know how embarrassing that can be. At least your boss was cool about it. Plus getting lunch helped ease some of the pain, I'm sure.
Have a good New Years weekend, everybody.
I went back to work yesterday after the Christmas holidays. Several of the Taunton store staff were away sick or on holidays still. Karen Humphries, the store manager asked me if I would help in the sore because she was so short of staff, as an accountant I didn't have to, but I have always tried to help anybody whenever I can. Then Karen dropped the boom on me, she had arranged for a special sales drive boutique in the evening and would I help then. How could I refuse! Anyway Avice, Lillian, with myself and Karen were working overtime. It was almost 7pm now, business had been good (it needs to be with the economic situation in the UK right now). I had already felt the need to go to the bathroom several times in the afternoon and early evening but I had managed to hold it and been able to shrug the feeling off each time. Avice, my best friend and fellow account, with her lovely dark brown hair had taken to floor work like a duck to water. She has a delightful open way of expressing herself that made me like her the first time we had met, and that was during training in West Drayton when we were both in our teens. Now she brushed past me carrying an armful of dresses, as she dis she whispered to me:
"Will this ever ease up I'm dying for a shit."
Then she had passed em and was buried in a crowd of shoppers. It must have been an hour or so later that, at last, the crowds seemed to dwindle. Dwindle enough for me to notice the ache in my stomach starting to get serious again. I was turning to tell Karen I needed to go to the toilet but as i did so I heard a soft, friendly voice behind me:
"Excuse me, do you have any of the lovely red mini skirt and jackets still for sale?"
I turned and smiled. She was a woman I recognized, she worked in Boots the Chemist in the mall, she was possible a couple of years older than me, but we were roughly the same build and size. "Yes, I smiled," please follow me. I walked over to the standing rail of costumes. I pointed out several costumes size 14, my size.
"Ohhh, yes, they're lovely," she murmured feeling the material. "Do you have any with the skirt just a little shorter, like the size you're wearing."
"I think so," I smiled. I rummaged the rack and came up with one similar to the skirt length I was wearing. By this time my stomach ache was really hurting. I was hoping desperately that she would make up her mind quickly and that she didn't see the way I was trying to press my bum cheeks tight, trying hard not to feel the shit forcing me to bend over to ease the discomfort. At last she handed me two costumes she wanted to buy. Behind the counter I was checking out at the till, fingers shaking a bit as I tried to get the job done.
"It's alright if you have to go out the back, someone else can finish my bill."
"I'm fine, thank you." I tried to smile back, not at all sure I would be alright.
"No, really," she put her hand on my arm. "I've been in the same position myself many times, I work for Boots, I understand really I do."
I managed to call Lillian and she came over. I was able to thank the customer and move away towards the toilets as quickly as I could. Waddling in a half crouch one hand under my bum. I made it to the bathroom door and with a sigh of relief pushed the out door open. I could see see Av ice on the toilet in the first cubicle from the door. She had her panties right down and the cubicle door wide open.
"Ohhhhhhh, Avice," I groaned as I went into the cubicle next to her. Struggling to get my panties down and squatting, my anus burning as I shit with a violent rush, splattering shit onto the back and sides of the pan. Sitting quickly then, hand pressed to my stomach.
"I dunno what you gave me at last nights party," Avice exclaimed, "but I've been sitting here with the shits for almost five minutes."
We sat and shit and chatted for another ten minutes before Avice started to wipe her ass. As she did so the pain in my stomach increased again, I bent over to try and ease the pain, even hunching my right leg higher so that I was sitting with one ass cheek off the toilet seat. I closed my eyes and pushed hard, grunting, finally my shit started to come again. The rush was over in just a few seconds but the pain was intense making me gasp and groan and fidget on the toilet seat before I got blessed relief.
I reached for the roll of toilet paper and pulled a wad off. Bunching it I lifted my right side off the toilet and slid my hand down and and across my anus, wiping and squirming as it hurt me so much. I called out to Avice who was washing her hands and asked her if she would dampen some toilet paper for me. She knew what the problem was and came over. She asked me to stand a bit then I felt her wiping my anus with the damp paper. "Ohhhh," I sighed with relief as the cool paper cleaned up the mess that was clogging my anus. Avice used another four pieces of wet paper before she finally wiped my bum dry. Then, bless her, she took some talc from her compact and dabbed it on my sore anus, before gently easing my panties up.
Thats my first day back after the Christmas holidays. Now for another wonderful New Years party.
Can I just comment on the wonderful report by Tech. Guy. His buddy dump with Christine made me think so much of the lovely dumps I have had with my friends, with my husband (when we were very much in love) and even with my son, Tom. As he told off that wonderful time with Christine, I thought so much of my dumps with my Mum, and also one special first time when Tom and me had to go to the toilet at the same time. That time is still clear in my memory, because to have my son, so sweet, so kind, so considerate, has made us draw so much closer together. We were both so nervous at first, Tom particularly, because of the macho thing that men have. He was on the toilet first and very red in the face when he saw me coming to the bathroom. But it was so like Tech.Guy and Christine. So memorable. Please, please, Tech.Guy your story intimated that there are more times when you and Christine had a dump together. Just tell me please.
Happy New Year to everybody from me in the UK.
woman's in the shop
I went down to my local shops this afternoon to get some tea bags and in the que was a young woman that kept farting. She looked worried and I knew she was desperate for a poo. When she got to the front of the que she suddenly said 'Oh no!' and I thought she was going to load her knickers but she'd forgotten to get some toilet rolls. She had to run around to get them and when she came back to the counter there was a definite smell of poo around her. She paid for her stuff and left the shop in a hurry. I got my tea bags and paid for them and left. I started walking home and about 50 yards up the road was that woman from the shop. She was squatting between two parked vans with her jeans still up and when I reached her she had a big wet patch in her jeans and the back of them had swelled out to about twice the normal size. She looked mortified when she saw me and ran off holding her bum.
Happy 2012!Can't wait to hear about your New Years Celebration and bathroom adventures. Whether you at a party and had to go to the bathroom and it was occupied, what did you do. Did you make in your pants and underpants, outside in a drunken state. Bringing in the New Year while on the can. Can't wait to hear from you.
Well as for me, I had to get up in a middle of the night to pee. I was really tired and still a bit drunk, so I grabbed my pee cup that I used to pee in at night and pull out the woody and peed into it. Wasn't much, I filled the cup about half way since it is a 32 oz cup. I staggered to bathroom to pour out the piss filled cup into the toilet. I rinsed out the cup and went back to sleep.
Happy 2012 everyone.