Bloated Butt
Answers to Linda's questions about being constipated
Hi Linda, I'm glad you're pooping better! Here's some answers to your recent questions:
"Has anyone ever had a long constipation session in a public toilet? If so, how long did it take and did other people hear you?"
I VERY rarely ever use a public toilet. The primary reason is simply sanitary: I've had so many bad experiences of going into a public restroom and finding it absolutely disgusting. The second reason is simply because my bowel movements take so long and I always have to grunt and strain to get them out because they're so big, so I avoid pooping in public because I know that I'm going to be sitting there for a long time making noise, and its embarressing.
That said, I DO remember one time where I pooped in public. It was about two years ago (it was 2011) and I found myself needing to poop when I was at the mall. I went to a restroom and sat down and started pushing out a huge poop that was just slowly inching out, when someone actually came in and took a stall near me. I had to stop pushing so I wouldn't make any noise.
I thought I could wait this lady out but within a minute someone else came in and took a stall right next to me. I tried to pinch it off but it was so big and firm. Eventually everyone left and I was alone again and I was able to push the rest out, but it was incredibly uncomfortable. I was probably sitting there for close to 30 minutes. This was about four years ago. To answer your question, I certainly hope that nobody heard me!
"Has anyone ever had a long constipation session at a friend's place?"
Yes, at a friend's apartment, who is also my boyfriend's friend and I actually met him through her. I won't divulge her name but I'll just call her Alicia. I'm fairly open about my BMs with her and earlier this year I was actually having dinner at her place when I needed to poop. Five days of poop needed to come out of me so I told her I needed her toilet and I went in and sat down. As I started grunting, I could feel a tremendous turd slowly start to crown. It felt like I was laying a massive brown egg the size of a football that was slowly pushing my anus wider and wider. For several minutes I was just sitting there, my wide hips and thighs completely covering the toilet seat and spilling out over the sides, alternating my hands between rubbing my stomach and massaging my large butt, trying to plop this poop out.
It must've almost five minutes of me just sitting there, because my friend actually knocked on the door and said that the food was ready (we were eating pasta with chicken parmesan). I told her I'd be there in a second, but my voice was really strained and gasping, so she asked if I was okay. I said yeah. But I hadn't even plopped out the first turd yet. I started bearing down harder to hurry it up and I actually let out a loud grunt that echoed in her bathroom.
"Are you sure you're okay? I can get you something."
"Nnnnngh...no thankssssnnnngggghh....Please, just hold onnnnnnnnnggggghhhhhhh!!!!" I couldn't help but bear down, this immense log was stretching me wide and there was so much pressure behind it.
Suddenly the door opened and she came in.
"Alicia, please!" I gasped.
"I can hear you all the way from the kitchen. You're obviously not okay", she said.
"I'm just...having some trouble..." I said, putting both hands on my stomach. "I'm constipated."
Alicia came over and felt my forehead. I rolled my eyes, "I said I was constipated, not sick."
"Just making sure. I don't want to catch the flu or anything."
I shot her a look, "Oh gee thanks for being concerned about my health. Would you have kicked me out if I did have the flu?"
"I'll kick you out if you clog my toilet or stink up my bathroom" she said, smirking. Alicia has reddish-brown hair, brown eyes, and is less curvy than I am but much more athletic in build. She's got broader shoulders and narrower hips, and is more muscular and in much better shape. I have black hair and dark blue eyes, and I've mentioned my butt and hips many times.
I felt another urge to bear down again, "You're...so....meeeeeaaaaaannnnnnngggghhhhh!!!" The massive egg only inched out slightly more, but I could feel that it wasnt even at the halfway point yet. "Ohhhhhh...." I sighed.
"See, this is why I tell you to exercise more. Exercise helps with constipation," she lectured.
"I hate exercise...". It's true, I've always hated it and I'm pretty darn lazy when it comes to physical activity. Alicia, meanwhile, has a gym membership and everything. My boyfriend is somewhere between the two of us: he jogs and lifts weights but he doesn't get on my case about NOT doing those things.
"Yeah I know you do, but I bet you'd like it better than being constipated all the time."
"I guess. I'm not like you, though. I'm not built for running or sports. I don't have an athletic bone in my body."
"Excuses, excuses," she said. She wasn't being mean or anything, but she's always kind of ribbed me about exercise and stuff.
"Please don't lecture me...." I sighed, "I'm feeling kind of vulnerable right now..."
"Awww, poor baby" she said, and then she bent down and started pushing on my stomach.
"H-Hey!" I gasped. I was completely helpless, sitting there with a massive egg-shaped turd plugging me up. My stomach was soft as always, but it was definitely bloated, and Alicia's slender but strong fingers kneaded it like dough. It rumbled with gas as she massaged it.
"Wow, you really are constipated" she said as she worked my stomach with her hands.
"Oh..." I said as I felt a tremendous pressure build up behind my butt-plugging log, and I pushed hard. The massive turd started inching out more quickly and suddenly it plopped into the water with a loud splash. It sounded like someone had dropped a grapefruit or something into the toilet from several feet up, that's how loudly it splashed under me.
"Ohhhh..." I moaned, but just then my stomach rumbled again and FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAART! Followed by a cascade of soft poop that came plopping out. I completely forgot about Alicia as I moaned in relief, closing my eyes and breathing deep sighs. More and more poop and farts burst out of me, plopping and splashing and echoing in the toilet bowl beneath me. I grunted over and over as I pushed it all out, and then suddenly I felt another huge turd completely plug up my anus and stretch it wide. I opened my eyes and saw Alicia staring at me.
It was a little smaller than the first one, though, and it only plugged me up for a few seconds before exiting and plopping out of me with a loud splash. Then there were several more loud farts that burst out of me. When it all calmed down and I finally felt empty, I just sat there in complete bliss for a couple of seconds before I realized that Alicia was still there!
I blushed in embarressment, "Oops. I think I may have stunk up your bathroom a little bit."
Alicia was already spraying the air freshner, "A LITTLE bit? What do you eat, girl?"
Fortunately the toilet didn't clog and it took everything down. How, I don't even know. But thank God it didn't clog or else Alicia really might've kicked me out LOL. Anyway I cleaned myself off and we went to eat our food. It was still warm and delicious.
"Does anyone ever get liquid poo coming out when they are constipated? Or have you found dried up poo in your knickers/pants, after pushing out a big load, after being constipated for a few days? Even though you wiped properly?"
No, I've never had anything like that happen.
"Has anyone ever been on the toilet, constipated, with 3 or 4 inches of thick, rock hard poo sticking out of your butt and you suddenly had to pull up your pants, WITHOUT having time to finish your poo, break it off or suck it back in??"
Not too long ago I shared a story about how I had a rock hard log sticking halfway out, and how I needed to pull it out with toilet paper but there was none in the bathroom. I needed to get off the toilet and waddle down the hall to the kitchen and get the TP from the groceries that I had just bought. But I've never actually pulled my pants up and not finished my poop.Steven A
Just Took A Good Dump and Questions For ALL To Answer
So, I was just chillin' at home and then I got hit with an urge to poop. I went to the bathroom and sat down on the toilet. I then pushed out a log that was 10 to 12 inches in length and maybe 2 to 4 inches in width. Then, I wiped and flushed and came to type this. I also have some questions for ALL to answer.
1. Are any of you embarrassed to use a public restroom?
2. How would you react if someone farted in a public place?
3. Does Thanksgiving affect your bowel habits?
4. Do you wipe standing up or sitting?
5. Would you use the other restroom in a public place if your restroom was out of order and you are desperate to go? (Only one restroom is open)
Brandon T
comments & stuff
To: Linda thats good that your poops are normal and you arent having constipation issues.
To: Abby great story about you guys pooping in that toilet and leaving it unflushed and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Sabrina first welcome to the site and great story about your big poop it sounds like you really had to go and had really great poop to and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.
To: Chelsea they both sound good I cant choose lol.
To: Tim And Sally as always another great story it sounds like you got a great a great show at camp and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Jemma great story it sounds like you had a really great poop.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerly Brandon T
PS. I love this site
Phil
Post Title (optional)Public Restroom Segregation
Hello to all:
I would appreciate your input in solving this case scenario:
During an interval in a movie theater on a Sunday night in a big metropolitan area, people dash to the restrooms. Very quickly, a long line forms in front of the ladies rooms (as it is almost always the case), but there are very few men using the mens' room. Women are getting more and more impatient and one woman, absolutely desperate, tries her luck and walks into the mens' room.
Alas, for her, exiting from the stall, she is being stopped by a police officer who decides to issue her a ticket for trespassing.
The woman decides to fight the ticket and goes to court.
Questions:
a) How would you handle the case if you were to adjudicate it?
b) If you were the attorney for the defendant (the woman), how would you argue her case
c) If you were the prosecutor, what arguments would you use to justify the issuance of a ticket?
I'd be interested in your views.
Thanks.
Phil
Linda
I will answer my own questions:
Has anyone ever had a long constipation session in a public toilet? If so, how long did it take and did other people hear you?
I've had some difficult pooping sessions in public toilets but I try not to grunt and groan because I don't want other people to hear me.
Has anyone ever had a long constipation session at a friend's place?
Yes, this has happened to me before. One very memorable experience happened when I was about 12. I was at a friend's place and I was constipated at the time (I hadn't pooped for a few days at least) I went to the toilet for a wee and decided to try for a poo, even though I knew I was really backed up and I probably wouldn't be able to get anything out. I pushed and strained for ages, until I had about 2 inches of poo sticking out of my butt. Then, my friend was knocking on the toilet door because I had been in there for about 30 minutes. I knew there was no way that I could squeeze the poo out any further, so I used some tp to break the poo off. It was rock hard and very dry. I had to wipe several times to clean all the poo away. My anus was burning after that and I felt very uncomfortable. I was constipated for a few more days after that too!!
Does anyone ever get liquid poo coming out when they are constipated? Or have you found dried up poo in your knickers/pants, after pushing out a big load, after being constipated for a few days? Even though you wiped properly?
Yes, this has happened to me several times. I was constipated quite a lot as a child and when I was around 6 or 7 I was extremely constipated on and off for about a year. Even as an adult, sometimes I get dried up poo in my knickers, when I'm constipated.
Has anyone ever been on the toilet, constipated, with 3 or 4 inches of thick, rock hard poo sticking out of your butt and you suddenly had to pull up your pants, WITHOUT having time to finish your poo, break it off or suck it back in??
No but I've had to walk around at home, with a few inches of poo sticking out of my butt (when I'm home alone) because it got stuck and I needed to have a rest.
Linda
I've been doing really well with my poos lately! I haven't had any constipation at all! I think its because I've been trying to eat healthy food, including lots of fruit and vegetables.
I have a questions:
Has anyone ever had a long constipation session in a public toilet? If so, how long did it take and did other people hear you?
Has anyone ever had a long constipation session at a friend's place?
Does anyone ever get liquid poo coming out when they are constipated? Or have you found dried up poo in your knickers/pants, after pushing out a big load, after being constipated for a few days? Even though you wiped properly?
Has anyone ever been on the toilet, constipated, with 3 or 4 inches of thick, rock hard poo sticking out of your butt and you suddenly had to pull up your pants, WITHOUT having time to finish your poo, break it off or suck it back in??Elisabeth s.
Storys from last week amd elementaryschool
Hey there.I know I post not that often, but therefore I read much. On Tuesday I had a very close call. I was on my way home from school and I felt a big urge for a poop. I would have gone in school if I felt the need. Well the ride home with the bus was not fun, cause I only thought about my need and that I could feel the poop in my rear end.. The walk from the station to our house was so bad. on the half way I the tip of my poop went out of my butt. Double time speed did not made it better. I opened the door and ran upstairs to the bathroom . I ripped my pants down and sat on the loo. Now. I know what you girls mean with the skidmarks in your panties , I had some bad in my grey flowery one. The first log just moved out fall with a splash in the loo. For the seconde one I pushed gently and it was very mushy. I needed a lorot of toilet paper to clean. A other story happened at Friday. It was evening and I took the garbage out, it was dark outside. I heared some noise in garden of our neighbour. I was curious and went looking. It was their daughter who is 13 and so some. years. younger than me. She squat behind the carport in the grass and had a pee. I was quite and could hear it softly.After she was done she went to the front door and sat on the stairs. I announced me and asked if she forgot the. key?She did and her parents. were at a meeting so they would come later. I invited her to our house because it was abit cold. We left a massage. In my room I told her if she likes she could use our bathroom in future.
so in elementary school I was from second to fourth grade the building was new. This was great and one of the reason the toilets were super. Funny. the cabins and the toilet seat for the girls were blue and for the boys red. It was also nice that the girls were not so embarressed whyle pooping, not like today in shool. If you like I cann tell storys from there wich I can remember .
To Mina
What are toilets like in Japan? Do you prefer the squatting or sitting type?
To Dominic
It is unfortunate that your brother had an accident, it is a good thing though that you didn't though I assume you were probably close as well. Good thing too that your parents were prepared.
Dominic
My brother's accident
On the weekend my family and I went up to the mountains (which is pretty close to where I live, so we go a lot) and we were all walking along a trail to a small marina along a lake, and while we were walking my brother (Chris) told me quietly that he felt like he had to go poop. I told him that I kind of had to as well, and it became more obvious when we were walking next to each other and I heard him fart several times. Pretty soon I was farting too.
But it soon became obvious that he had to go much worse than I did. He didn't look so desperate at first, but then I started noticing it. He looked like he was squirming and he looked uncomfortable. I finally just said to my parents that Chris and I had to poop; and they reassured us that we were close to a bathroom and that we'd try to walk quicker. So we did and I knew we were getting close, but Chris didn't seem any better.
Finally he stopped where we were walking and I heard him grunt and I asked if he was okay and he said he was, so we continued on, but of course as I suspected, I started to smell something pretty bad. My parents noticed it too and he was forced to admit that he had pooped a little bit in his pants. He was really embarrassed, but said that he couldn't help it. So Chris and I walked down to the bathroom once we got there, with Chris putting his hand on his butt and we went into the men's bathroom. Chris went into a stall and pulled down his briefs and there was a small pile of soft brown poop in them.
I went into the stall next to him because I had to poop too, so I did so and watched him try to clean his briefs, I offered to help, but he said he got it. After that I listened as he sat on the toilet and grunted out a bunch of soft poop; it didn't seem like diarrhea, but there was a lot of it, no wonder he had had an accident. My parents luckily had a spare pair of briefs for him, I think they expect some accidents every now and then.
Timee
I had an argument with the pastor for wearing pants. Anyway, I had to pee before service. I went to the female toilet, closed the stall door, undid my beige cotton slacks with the trap door fly, let them down with my red FOL cotton briefs to my ankles. I peed a gusher and a fart. A girl in the next stall recognized me and called for me. She and I were talking. She peed real bad for a little girl about 9 years old. She was sitting on her tip-toes and her little red FOL brief at her ankles. She commented, "You and I got the same make color panties. We could not hold it any longer. I almost wet myself at school last week." I've been drinking lots of tea, water and soup, which makes me pee and keeps my bowels loose. We wiped ourselves, fixed our clothes and flushed the toilets. When we came out, my pants fly was half-undone, showing my undies, while the girl pulled up her panty under her navy skirt. She stretched herself to pull up her underwear and bring down her white shirttails, while I fixed my navy shirt in my pants. She said, "I am 9. I do not have a furry yet." We washed our hands and went to Sunday School.
Dominic
Response to Linda
Hey Linda, as a sufferer of frequent constipation, I can answer your questions:
1. Has anyone ever had a long constipation session in a public toilet? If so, how long did it take and did other people hear you?
-I've had a couple of these. Once was in a CVS pharmacy bathroom, but no one else was in there so I was free to grunt and strain all I wanted. I was in there for over 20 minutes though, I had been constipated for 4 days. Another time I had a long constipation session at school and yes, I know others heard me in there, but I didn't care. I left when the bathroom was empty so no one knew it was me.


2. Has anyone ever had a long constipation session at a friend's place?
-I did once, but thankfully my friend was outside and didn't hear anything, but after I came back, he was like "where WERE you?". I just kind of played it off like I had been on my phone and such, but I think he knew that I was constipated.
3. 

Does anyone ever get liquid poo coming out when they are constipated? Or have you found dried up poo in your knickers/pants, after pushing out a big load, after being constipated for a few days? Even though you wiped properly?
-Sometimes I get liquid poo coming out after I get out the hard stuff. I essentially had encopresis as a kid, though, so I would sometimes see poo stains on my underwear when I was constipated from stuff leaking out.


4. Has anyone ever been on the toilet, constipated, with 3 or 4 inches of thick, rock hard poo sticking out of your butt and you suddenly had to pull up your pants, WITHOUT having time to finish your poo, break it off or suck it back in??
-Thankfully, no. I can't imagine what would interrupt me like that. Poo comes first lol.
Alta Cocker
Crop dusting supervisor
First of all, thanks for your comments Pete (USA)-- there is something about young lads on the toilet that is, at its essence, very primal, sensual and erotic as they are naked and vulnerable on the porcelain throne. Especially when they don't know that they are being watched-- you see their sturdy hairy legs planted on the floor, you hear their almost carnal grunts, the sound of bowels being evacuated painfully slowly or sometimes fast, furious and loose. You get a peak at their underpants and there is a thrill to it all, especially in the odd case where after they take care of their urinary and fecal excretion needs, you can hear them take care of the other situation that occasionally arises!
In any event, I wanted to share that my boss was somewhat flatulent a few weeks ago. He's a big guy of nearly 60, nice fellow, proper and polite and professional (we are both doctoral level scientists). He came to talk to me by my cubicle and farted twice. His reaction was to jump back and completely ignore his rectal outburst and to just keep talking as he perfumed the air. It was all I could to so as not to burst out laughing. I have another cube neighbor who routinely expels his gas right after he clears the end partition in our cube village and one Indian woman who routinely farted and belched in her cube at anytime-- fortunately, her group moved to a different part of the building.
Porta-potty poop
A couple of days ago I took a load of trash to the dumping station a few miles away from my house. I unloaded the recyclable tins and bottles, as well as newspapers, and then drove to the area for dumping the big trash bags. On the way was the lone porta-potty for dump users; since I had to pee rather urgently, I stopped. I got out of the car, saw the red sign indicating "occupied," and waited a minute or so. Not knowing if anyone was there or if the unit was out of order, I called out, "Anyone in there?" Immediately a lady's voice answered, "Yes!" So I waited another few minutes, knowing that a session taking that long was unlikely to be only pee; finally the door opened, and a pretty African-American lady perhaps 40 to 45 years old came out. I said, "Sorry--I didn't see a car." She pointed behind the unit, and there was a truck; an odd parking place to use that toilet. Anyhow, I went in to pee, an urgent job, straight into a urinal beside the toilet seat, which had its lid down. After I finished peeing, I raised the toilet seat and lid so I could look down, expecting to see a mound of toilet paper covering whatever the lady had done. But no--if she used paper at all, she had flipped it far away from her bowel movement, which was right there, plainly to be seen, at least four thick hefty lumpy turds maybe 3" to 5" long, a strong orange-brown in color, obviously a large and healthy b.m. One turd had landed in such a way as to stand straight up. A most unusual very direct sighting, in which I had seen both the donor and her poop.
Tuesday, November 05, 2013
sally
hi i just discoverd this site and ive been reading the post here and would love to post a story next time Chelsea i wold love to here B Broken toilet in our uni house and i love your storiesJemma
Reply to kmd & thank you :-)
Hi kmd,
In response to your questions about my poo in debenhams and at work,
I had a belly ache whilst shopping and felt very desperate so nipped in to
Debenhams as that was nearest, & the poo at work, oh yes it was full and there were skidmarks everywhere!! Wiped them off with loo paper when I flushed
Glad you enjoy my stories got plenty more!!
Take care! :-)
Dominic
My brother's accident
On the weekend my family and I went up to the mountains (which is pretty close to where I live, so we go a lot) and we were all walking along a trail to a small marina along a lake, and while we were walking my brother (Chris) told me quietly that he felt like he had to go poop. I told him that I kind of had to as well, and it became more obvious when we were walking next to each other and I heard him fart several times. Pretty soon I was farting too.
But it soon became obvious that he had to go much worse than I did. He didn't look so desperate at first, but then I started noticing it. He looked like he was squirming and he looked uncomfortable. I finally just said to my parents that Chris and I had to poop; and they reassured us that we were close to a bathroom and that we'd try to walk quicker. So we did and I knew we were getting close, but Chris didn't seem any better.
Finally he stopped where we were walking and I heard him grunt and I asked if he was okay and he said he was, so we continued on, but of course as I suspected, I started to smell something pretty bad. My parents noticed it too and he was forced to admit that he had pooped a little bit in his pants. He was really embarrassed, but said that he couldn't help it. So Chris and I walked down to the bathroom once we got there, with Chris putting his hand on his butt and we went into the men's bathroom. Chris went into a stall and pulled down his briefs and there was a small pile of soft brown poop in them.
I went into the stall next to him because I had to poop too, so I did so and watched him try to clean his briefs, I offered to help, but he said he got it. After that I listened as he sat on the toilet and grunted out a bunch of soft poop; it didn't seem like diarrhea, but there was a lot of it, no wonder he had had an accident. My parents luckily had a spare pair of briefs for him, I think they expect some accidents every now and then.
Sunday, November 03, 2013
Linda
I've been doing really well with my poos lately! I haven't had any constipation at all! I think its because I've been trying to eat healthy food, including lots of fruit and vegetables.
I have a questions:
Has anyone ever had a long constipation session in a public toilet? If so, how long did it take and did other people hear you?
Has anyone ever had a long constipation session at a friend's place?
Does anyone ever get liquid poo coming out when they are constipated? Or have you found dried up poo in your knickers/pants, after pushing out a big load, after being constipated for a few days? Even though you wiped properly?
Has anyone ever been on the toilet, constipated, with 3 or 4 inches of thick, rock hard poo sticking out of your butt and you suddenly had to pull up your pants, WITHOUT having time to finish your poo, break it off or suck it back in??Brandon T
comments & stuff
To: Little Mandi great story.
To: George A great catch.
To: Steve great story about Viccis big poop it sounds like she really had to go bad and I bet she felt so much better afterwards to.
To: Abbie as always another great story about you and your friends pooping together.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerly Brandon T
PS. I love this site
abby
work dump
I just change jobs as I said last time any way I work 3rd shift and the 2nd is a real butt hole any way 2nd shift leaves and only ones the is us 3rd shift so we come up with a mean plan to fix 2nd shift and who was going to do it and what time so we draw straws and me and April won cause they were just two toilet and plan was to take dump in them and not flush
so April went first she took the right stile the I came and I took the left stile so April start grunting and fartin the two turd came out it they were 10 " each I said dang girl u sink I start fartin then I stated grunting and squeezing and then was slowly the monster turd came out it was 12'6" long we wiped and April said my carper is not full yet so she got Beth just to finish it of. I say when 2nd shift boss come in it will be good and smelly
Brandon T
comments & stuff
To: Little Mandi great story.
To: George A great catch.
To: Steve great story about Viccis big poop it sounds like she really had to go bad and I bet she felt so much better afterwards to.
To: Abbie as always another great story about you and your friends pooping together.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerly Brandon T
PS. I love this site
Pete (USA)
Austin - I agree with Alta Cocker's reaction to your story about young Dave the roofer. . . and your answers to the questions, Austin . . . ?
Alta Cocker - I enjoyed reading about your listening to young guys releasing long farts and turds in the men's room in the basement of that college building. I would enjoy that, too! Any particularly interesting stories from there? I love your name - but at your age (mentioned in an old post,) you are a very youthful Alta Cocker!
Speaking of young guys coming in, slamming down toilet seats, opening their belts and releasing long farts and turds, I was about to post a general comment on my listening experiences:
Sometimes when I am in a public men's room, it's busy and there are plenty of guys on the can to listen to. However, when there are not, I sometimes sit and wait and hope that some young guys will come in and shit. Sitting there, I notice how tuned in to sounds I become. First there can be voices outside the men's room, indicating that someone is about to come in . . . but maybe not. Then the door opening sound that someone is coming in . . . but maybe not to shit. The following sound is footsteps to a stall . . . or it could only be to a urinal or sink. The sound of the stall door means that he is going to use a stall . . . but he could be just peeing or getting some TP. The seat dropping sound means he is going to sit and shit . . . but he could be the silent type with few farts and a stealthy soft turd that quietly slides into the bowl . . . or he could be one of those guys who is embarrassed that his shitting and farting is noisy and constantly flushes to mask the noise. However, sometimes, at this point in this long series of sounds, it becomes obvious that the guy needs to release many noisy farts and drop a bunch of hard turds with many loud plops and splashes. Best of all, he could be constipated and add grunts and groans to this sound symphony in the next stall!
Ted
Post Title (optional)Nephew memories
Had something happen last week that brought back another good memory. My 32 year old nephew was visiting. Told him I had to go take a dump. Was sitting there a little while and called him to bring me some toilet paper. He made sure I didn't mind him coming in seeing me sitting with my big hairy butt on the toilet. I said, Hell, no you saw me shit enough when you were little. He started to blush, his handsome fair-skinned face. I told him "I wiped your butt plenty of times when you were little,too. (I'm 56). He smiled and said, I know. I reminded of the times when I told him when he would be a big boy and sit on the toilet and poo poo like big boys do. We had a good laugh. I told him then I had just done a whopper and if he wanted to see it. I showed it to him and we had a good laugh and talked while I sat there and wiped my big smelly butthole. Hope to accidentally walk in on him soon. Would like to see that handsome hunk taking a shit with the memories of me wiping him when he was small. Don't think he would mind. I could feel the bonding when he walked in on me and stayed there and talked.
Observant Guy
not my usual
Hey guys & gals,
I normally don't post stories about myself but I have a funny one to share.
So yesterday, while I was driving to a Halloween party, I farted pretty heavily in my SUV. It smelled so bad that I thought I shit my pants. I had this warm sensation too. I got all worried that I had ruined my costume, but it turned out I had the seat warmer on...
Thanks that is all.
OGSabrina
Super huge dump in school
This is my first post. I'm 16 and a high school junior. This happened Wednesday, just a few days ago. It was the last period of the day and I had to take a shit SO BADLY; I hadn't pooped since Sunday morning and because my diet is very fiber-heavy, my turds often take some time to pass. To make matters worse, I had drank three bottles of Evian during lunch and my bladder was throbbing with an intensity that made me feel a little sick to my stomach. After what felt like eternity the bell rang and it took every ounce of restraint I had not to run/jog to the girls. Not only because I didn't want to look obvious but because I have big boobs I'm painfully self-conscious of. I notice the bathroom is full save for one stall; right in the middle. I have to take a shit far too urgently to care and I dart in, unzipping my jeans before I even get to the door. I slam the stall door and push my jeans and panties down to knee level as my ass hits the seat. I start to pee, slowly at first but eventuallygushing as my bladder voids some 90 ounces ofspring water, and I just lower my head and wait it out. Even before the stream is done my asshole widens and a thick, very knobby feeling poop slowly starts to slither out. My godddd, the RELIEF was overwhelming; I begin to moan but quickly cover my mouth, aware of how I sound. After probably fourteen inches it snaps off and plunks into the toilet, splashing my butt with water. Turd no.2 is on the way and this one is a bit softer and easier to pass, but still huge. It breaks off and finally I'm done. Before I wipe I look at what came out of me; two very long, thick logs; in total, at least 22 inches long and roughlytwo inches thick. The bathroom is empty by this point and I simply sit a moment, trying to relax and slow my breathing. Thankfully it was a mostly clean shit so wiping was no problem. It took two flushes but the toilet managed to get rid of my mammoth bowel movement and I walked the half mile home, feeling so much better. :) I hope you all enjoyed! Feel free to ask questions.
Chelsea
Posts are not getting posted :'(
Hey guys no story today I have tried to post two in the mean time but they never made it :(
In terms of my next story which would you all prefer to hear:
A) Festival poop
or
B) Broken toilet in our uni house
Peace out xx
Tim (and Sally)
Holiday Times (Part 3 of 3)
Hi, everyone, it's Tim here with the final part of my 3-part series, "Holiday Times". Here's the final part of the story:
After Sally had finished having diarrhoea behind a tree, we continued walking. After about 30 minutes, we noticed that the forest was thinning, and that we were approaching a small village. Sally said, "Wait up, Tim, I'm going for a pee." I said that I needed a wee as well, so we both went behind a tree. Sally removed her blue undies, lifted her skirt up, used both her hands to spread her vagina apart, and let go with a forceful stream. I unzipped my fly and peed a much less powerful stream. When we were done, Sally took her undies and put them in her backpack, saying that it was too hot to wear them and that they were making her uncomfortable. We left the forest, and we found ourselves in a small village. It was a very old village, and we were interested in having a look around. While we were doing this, Sally's stomach started to rumble again, so I asked a woman where the toilets were. She pointed to a block across the street with a toilet sign on it, and she explained to me that it was unisex. I needed a poo by now as well, so I thanked her, and Sally and I dashed off. As Sally ran, she let off a powerful fart and I saw a turd poke out of her bum. "Sally, your poo is coming out!" I warned her. She stopped, lifted her dress up, pushed the turd back in with her finger, and kept running. He we both not been so desperate, I might have found it funny. We finally go to the toilet, and we rushed in side We found that this toilet was reserved for use by children, with the adult's toilet being further up the street. It was a squat type toilet, with 40 squatting toilets in a single large room, urinals and sinks at the other end, and no privacy whatsoever. Sally and I didn't care about privacy, and we were desperate anyway. The room was full of boys and girls, all about our age, busily peeing, pooping and chatting away like nothing was wrong. Sally and I found two spare squatting holes, and I dropped my shorts and white undies to my knees, before squatting down. Sally lifted up her dress, no undies, and squatted down next to me. I peed forcefully, and dropped 4 large, brown logs. Sally squirted diarrhoea, and peed a powerful stream. We chatted away about stuff while we relieved ourselves. While we were chatting, I noticed that a girl, who was squatting on the toilet directly across from me, was looking at me. Only, she wasn't looking at my face, she was looking at my penis. She never took her eyes off me, even as she dropped a load of liquid poo and wiped while still squatting. Sally didn't notice this, and I told her I wasn't quite done, and I asked her to wait outside. She wiped her bum and vagina, flushed, and said, "Take as long as you need, Tim. I'll just be outside." Once she had left, I asked the girl what her name was and what she was looking at. She replied, "My name is Emily. Your willy is circumcised. I've never seen one like that, it's quite rare around her." I blushed, and said that it did make me stand out in situations like this. I flushed and left, saying goodbye to Emily. Sally was feeling much better after her last bout of diarrhoea, and on our way home, we only had to make a quick stop so that we could both have a wee behind some bushes. Hope you enjoy this mini-series, guys. Until next time!Tim (and Sally)
Holiday Times (Part 2 of 3)
Hi, everybody, it's Tim here with Part 2 of my 3 part story "Holiday Times". Here goes:
When we woke up the next morning, I asked Sally how she was feeling after the night before. She said that she felt better, but still not completely well. I suggested that we go for a hike together in the woods after we had breakfast, a little fresh air might help her. After breakfast, we told our parents that we were going for a walk together, and they said it was fine as long as we were home by dinner time. So we set off together into the forest. It was a cloudy, overcast day, so nobody else was about and we were all alone. About half an hour into the walk, I needed a pee, so we stopped by some bushes. Sally waited for me, then we continued walking when we had finished. We continued walking for another hour, then Sally stopped me. "I don't feel to well Tim." she said. I asked her what she meant. She replied, "My stomach is churning. I'm going to try for a poo." She walked over to a bush, lifted up her green dress, pushed her blue undies to her knees and squatted. She pushed hard, but nothing came out except for a fart. "Let's keep walking, maybe you'll need to go later." I said, and Sally nodded, pulled up her undies, and we continued walking. I was right about her needing to go later on. About 2 hours later, without warning, she did a forceful fart, so forceful that it blew her dress up in the air. "I think I need the toilet, Tim!" was all she could say. She dashed behind a tree, whipped up her dress, took her undies right off, and squatted. She was only just in time. As soon as she was squatting, she defecated brown water, which flowed from her bum along with numerous loud and very wet farts. Her diarrhoea was over very quickly, in less than a minute. While I was waiting for her, I took a pee against a bush next to her. She finished with a loud fart and a strong, hissing stream of pee. I gave her some leaves to wipe with, and she put her undies back on, and we continued walking. By now, we were coming out of the forest and into a small village. Keep a look out for the final part of this story! TimJemma
morning poo after breakfast at hotel
Hi everyone!
So my fiance & I had a few days away, & we stayed at a premier inn.
After a lovely breakfast we went up to our room, suddenly I was feeling desperate for a poo.
So in I went,
Pulled my jeans & green lace knickers down, sat my cheeks on the loo and without any effort and in just a few seconds I crackled out my first plop followed by another 4 plops in quick succession, then a fart & I started a wee as well,
Got some loo roll ready thinking I had finished then suddenly another 2 logs slipped out of me. I wiped 5 times then I was clean and flushed. The bowl was totally skidmarked! Came out and in the fiance went for a shower. "Sorry about the smell & the state of the loo!" I said "still love you babes, we all poo!" He replied bless him.
I enjoy reading other stories on here, @kmd, @abbie, @brandon t, @megan
:)kmd
Reply to Jemma - and a few questions
Hi Jemma,
Great to know that you recovered quickly after your nasty bout of diarrhoea (you poor soul having to take 5 imodium to get it under control..)and that the different IBS tablets are working better. The fact that your full blood count came back normal is also reassuring in that it makes other conditions less likely e.g. coeliac disease, overactive thyroid and gut infection etc.
To answer your question I am medically qualified but I am not practising at the mo due to family commitments etc. However, I keep myself up to date on medical matters by reading journals, attending lectures and doing online modules etc. To be fair I didn't specialise in gastroenterology but I did do it for 6 months as part of a 3 year basic medical training after qualifying. During that time I saw a lot of patients - including young women like yourself - who were suffering from IBS. It is a very common condition. Anyway, I won't go on about my background/experience but I also saw patients with other bowel conditions and I found it very interesting.
I really enjoyed reading your stories especially the one on page 2323 about the poo you had in Debenhams when you were on your period. I liked your detailed description about the number and size of plops that you did (and that they piled up so that the water was barely visible), the smell, wet farts and skidmarks etc. You clearly got some much needed relief - by your account you passed 18 "plops" - including 8 logs some of which were quite large. I was also pleased that your bellyache got better after passing all that gas and poop - an added bonus! - that I'll explain about shortly.. It's also valuable that you can be open with your fiance about toilet matters as it's so taboo in many societies and even in intimate relationships.
I'll make a few comments about your experiences that hopefully you (and other visitors to the site) will find helpful/interesting and reassuring.
Relationship between poop/intestinal gas and menstruation - during your period your body produces chemicals called "prostaglandins" which help the womb shed and then expel it's lining by causing the smooth muscle in your womb to contract. Unfortunately, these smooth muscle contractions also cause some pain.
However, your bowel also contains smooth muscle and the prostaglandins being produced can cause your bowel to contract more forcefully and frequently thus adding to the pain in your belly. These contractions in turn cause more waste and gas in your large bowel to be propelled towards your rectum - where it gets stored as poo awaiting release. Since your womb is right next to your upper rectum it can cause quite intense contractions of your rectum due to all the prostaglandins being released - this and the increasing volume of poop occupying your rectum can cause increasing pressure and give you the urge to poo. Being able to release all that waste and gas as a lot of plops and a couple of big wet farts helped to "deflate" (for want of a better word!) your bowel thereby relieving the pressure and hence the pain. Emptying out your rectum (or "bum") by way of having a big pooping session - like you did in Debenhams - also helps to relieve any direct pressure on your womb from your bowel (as I said they are next to each other) and this too can help with period pain.
A major global study revealed that a third of women experience a change in bowel habit just before and/or during their period. Some experience looser, gassy and/or more frequent poos while others have constipation to some degree. I won't go into detail about the causes of constipation during menstruation here.
Stool volume i.e. amount of poo you pass - it's perfectly okay if the poop load piles up on top of itself to an extent that it partly or completely obscures the water in the bowl (this happens to me about 60-70% of the time) so long as you are well e.g. not losing weight or passing blood etc.
The fact that your plops (i.e. logs/nuggets etc.) pile up to this extent is not indicative of diarrhoea in itself. It's just an indication that you've had a good clearout of your rectum and probably part of your sigmoid colon of waste so in fact is a very good sign (the sigmoid colon is that part of the large bowel which is next to your rectum). It also allows you to see the true colour of your poop (it always appears paler underwater) and you can spot any abnormalities more easily if some of it is above the water.
Skidmarks/smells - it doesn't sound as though you're embarrassed by causing a strong smell or causing skidmarks which is good. There's no shame in leaving lots of skidmarks above and below the waterline or a strong poop smell in a public or work loo after flushing. Poop smells disappear quickly as do skidmarks when the next user comes in, pees on them and flushes..
I also quite liked your account of your poop at work but I felt really sorry for you having to hold on for a whole hour before finally getting some much-deserved relief. I was glad that you didn't have an accident - I hope the staff loos weren't far away. Kudos to you for dealing with customer complaints all day - you must be very patient and understanding.
You mentioned that it was a bit weird - similar to mushy pebbles. You didn't say if that's what you saw when you were releasing all that poop or if its what you saw in the bowl whilst wiping; but from your description it sounds as though the poop that you were passing was so soft it was breaking apart into lots of small pieces during delivery. I've had similar poos myself. Like you they occured after I was holding on for some time. I also had some gas to pass but by the time I got to the loo the gas had been absorbed into my poo to such an extent it didn't crackle when it came out it just fell apart into lots of little pieces.
It sounds as though you were a bit embarrassed by your colleagues comment after she heard you doing lots of plops. All I can say is that there is was no need to be - you did the right thing by just letting go of all that poo as soon as you got your bum on/over the pan rather than desperately trying to hold it all in until she left. As a friend who wasn't shy about their toilet habits once commented to me - "What do people expect to hear in toilets - angels singing?" (LOL) Judging by her comment it seems as though your colleague was trying to be empathetic but I can see why it might have come across as being a little bit insensitive. I think you reply was very appropriate; you just said "Yes.." and left it at that.
I also liked your detailed story about your trip to the Lake District and the big "pooey mess" in the bowl although I'm glad you're not so poop shy now.
I had a few questions that I hope you can answer. In relation to your Debenhams poo did you get a sudden urge to poo or had it been building for a while? Were you in Debenhams at the time you realised you had to poo or did you decide to go there as that was the closest place that had a toilet?
In relation to your poo at work did you look in the bowl before wiping? If so was it very full? Were there skidmarks?
Anyway, great stories and I hope you found my comments helpful and not patronising or like a lecture. Again, please don't worry about the noises, smells or skidmarks etc you create in the toilet. I look forward to your reply and more of your stories from work/pooping in public etc.
kmd :-)