Carin
Bike Riding With Shannon
Since our school is out for the year, me and my friend Shannon have been waiting for a non-stormy day to take our bikes out to the trails of a very large park. As experienced riders, we will ride for a couple of hours on a track that is somewhat uphill, and because we need to stand up to peddle even with our racing gears, that exercise tends to cause me to need to move my bowels within like 30 minutes. There's no shortage of bathroom huts in the park. Each has a very open room with three toilets coming off a wall with no dividers or stall doors. Then there is three sinks that are kind of beat up and stained and leaky, but they do the job. Because I use doorless stalls at my school because there is usually one available while others are waiting for a doored one to open, I guess I'm comfortable putting my butt down and getting rid of my body waste. Though I do remember the first time Shannon was with me last year, she had like one of her "I can't believe you are going to do this..." attitudes. Like I said in an earlier post, I've never seen Shannon use a bathroom at school, or the mall or McDonalds. She always seems to hold it until we get to her apartment or my house. Then she's the first to throw herself onto the stool.
So we stopped at the first bathroom building. We heard some guys talking next door in the mens room, but we were the only ones in the womens room. I rode my bike through the open entryway, placed it against the wall, and started to pull my green shorts and underwear down as I aimed to sit on the first toilet. The seat was wet, so I took the middle one, and without wasting any time, blasted out my first turd within 10 seconds. My pee stream was starting to and I drew Shannon's attention when I started smacking at two or three mosquitoes on my inner thigh and a scary insect that was running up to my pubic area where I was sweating real bad. Shannon stayed on her bike and we were talking. I tried to get her to take the toilet next to me because I had never seen her use a public bathroom before. She said she had crapped about 15 minutes before I came to her apartment and that she's learned to hold her pee for hours. That kind of fascinates me, but also makes me suspicious as to why she's afraid to use other bathrooms.
At that point, a little girl about 4 or 5 came running in. She ran past me on the middle toilet and went to the one I had rejected. She dropped her sweats and helpers, but found getting up on the seat to be a tougher task because of her size. She made like five jumps to get onto the front and fell short each time. As Shannon was getting off her bike to help, the girl walked to the side of the toilet and by using her hands as a way to balance herself, hoisted herself onto the side of the seat. And with her hands holding onto the middle of the seat, she slid her butt back just far enough to start her pee and to get it into the bowl. She asked me my name and age and I told her. She had a pink "I'm Lulu" shirt on so I playfully guessed that that was her name. She just smiled as she was clinging to the toilet seat as she peed for about 30 seconds. She jumped down, pulled up her clothing, and waved goodbye as she ran out of the room.
Shannon got off her bike and followed Lulu out to find out where her mother was. Her mom was sitting at a nearby picnic table trying to light a cigarette, which she was unsuccessful at. So she walked into our bathroom doorway, flicked her lighter a couple of times, and was finally able to get her smoke lit. She looked at me on the toilet, smiled and apologized for getting into our space. Shannon remarked how self-sufficient Lulu had been and the mom said it hadn't always been that way. It was Lulu's first time on her own.
From time to time, it crosses my mind why Shannon never uses a public bathroom. She seems to be quite a few years behind.
Karen C.
Concerned dad, hope this helps
Dear concerned dad,
Are you a single dad? Bless your heart. My love goes out to you!
REF: Mother of two (now grown) boys here. My youngest had that same problem in first grade; long story short, he didn't want to use the bathroom at school when he had to because 1. the stalls had no doors so there was no privacy 2. the toilets were disgusting/filthy 3. there's no toilet paper because since the boys would wet the tissue and throw it to stick on the walls and ceiling, it was mandated that there was to be no toilet tissue provided in the boy's restroom, and finally and probably not of least importance 4. Other kids are cruel and taunt a classmate that is pooping in the school bathroom--I too have been a victim of this torture in the 1960s, kids never seem to pass up the opportunity to belittle or make fun of a peer who is doing number two in the school bathroom--they see you taking a poop in the bathroom and word of it spreads like wildfire and is the talk of the town on the playground for several days until someone else poops in the bathroom for them to gossip about. Please don't be too hard on the boy, the problem is more than likely due to a combination of factors beyond his control. Have a talk with him and find out why.
Here's how we solved my son's problem. We trained him (actually BOTH boys) to go BM in the morning before school. Lots of green ???? with dinner or at least corn or peas-n-carrots, English peas are another ???? that I have yet to see any kid refuse to eat, and later in the evening, sliced apples with the skin left on for a before bedtime snack along with maybe a bowl of ramen or other hot soup or chili (my guys loved canned Old El Paso tamales or enchiladas before bed and so did I; a warm snack such as that helps induce sleep especially in winter and helps keep the intestines running smoothly). Sometimes I'd make thick french fries with the skin left on for fiber topped with heated refried beans and salsa for a bedtime snack which is another great source of fiber. AND this is a vitally important thing, a HOT DRINK with breakfast will induce the urge to go poop on an empty stomach first thing in the morning, that's why I have to have my morning coffee. Some things my boys with their breakfast are hot milk with sugar and a dash of vanilla extract and cinnamon, hot chocolate with little marshmallows, hot strawberry jello, hot tangerine juice, or weak decaf coffee with sugar and lots of creamer in it. My boys had to catch the bus at 7:10 so they were in bed by 9 and I got them up at 5 to give them plenty of time to get ready and go potty and have breakfast.
Boiled cabbage is a ???? my boys have always loved, so I made it several times a week. Select a larger size cabbage, the small ones can often be bitter but the larger ones are sweet so they're your best bet. Cut up a cabbage head discarding the tough white portions, add just enough water in the bottom of the pot to create steam, you won't need much (as the cabbage steams, it releases it's own delicious sweet juices--my boys absolutely LOVED cabbage juice from an early age, you really don't need much water, only enough to keep the leaves from scorching at first). And here's the real secret: throw in a beef boullion cube or a teaspoon of boullion granules and a tablespoon of vegetable oil to make it palatable to even the most picky little palate. Cook it on high covered until you see the water boiling then reduce to a simmer until all the leaves are fork tender. The oil is important to make the cabbage agreeable to the tastebuds, I used Wesson but you could use coconut oil for even greater health benefits and make it taste better. Don't add any salt because the boullion will season it perfectly every time. You can add half a teaspoon of black pepper if you wish, but I always added a quarter teaspoon of ground red pepper and a half teaspoon of onion powder and my boys and I loved it. You can use this method for most any vegetable such as spinach or any other green, brussels sprouts, etc.Karen C.
Reply to Brandon T.
Hiya Brandon!
How's my favorite boy on this forum? Thank you so much Brandon for wishing me well, I love you, you're so sweet! You're so nice to wish me well! I feel so much better now, sweetie. OMG I was so sick to my stomach from those awful nasty hotdogs, I was throwing up every fifteen minutes. I had so much diarrhea that it wasn't even funny. I wonder what the hobos in the local landfill were thinking when they came across my soiled panties I'd thrown in the garbage, haha!! It was a lost cause, I didn't even bother to try to wash them, I just threw them in the trash. The diarrhea was so bad that when I HAD to go out for necessary errands I'd use tampons in that, ahem, OTHER hole, along with overnight pads to protect my slacks; even with these precautions I wound up having to throw away a pair of expensive light beige slacks because the poop stains wouldn't come out after a few washings and I was too embarrassed to send them to be dry cleaned. Yes, it was that bad. Gosh I was so sick, I felt like I had the flu. Fever, headache, pukey upset stomach, bubbleguts, burping, throwing up every five minutes and having diarrhea every hour, gas, tiredness, general rundown feeling, the works.
I went to the doctor and got some antibiotics for the food poisoning and something for nausea so I could stop throwing up. Every time I'd throw up I could taste hotdog so I guess I won't be wanting any more hotdogs for a long time to come and please don't even mention pickle relish, YUCK!
My brother drove down from Thousand Oaks with a care package for me containing my favorite melon flavored Gatorade, assorted soups, antacid, peppermints, gingerale made from real ginger, new underwear, and best of all my favorite hard to find sailor boy pilot biscuit crackers and a quarter pound of my favorite hard Italian extra sharp parmesan cheese to grate into my soups. After some nice hot soup and cheese -n- crackers and a long soak in a calgon bath I got into a scarf and an evening dress and felt well enough to let him take me for an all night speed ride in his vintage Maserati along some winding roads along the California coast; the thrill of speed really helped me feel lots better I think, just like when we were teenagers; Rich has always had a lead foot. I kept sucking on peppermints to keep the nausea away. At one point I asked him to let me take over driving and I did so for about 150 miles, it really helped take my mind off my stomach, I loved the experience, what a sporty car!. We stopped and walked along the beach for a little while, I took off my heels and went barefoot, the beach is so beautiful in the wee hours. Started feeling a little queasy again, I didn't throw up but felt like it, but I took my medicine and sipped some gingerale and sat down on the sand for a while and soon I was okay again. I drove another 100 miles and felt sleepy so I let Rich take over. He dropped me off at my house and stayed awhile while I got ready for bed and he fixed me a bowl of lentil soup and gingerale. I took my medicine and went to bed surfing the internet. He called me after he got home to let me know he got home safe. I went to sleep and woke up at around noon next day feeling tons better.
Love, Karen.Brandon T
comments & stuff
To: Trucker Girl great set of stories it sounds like you had some great poops and I bet the toilet in your 2nd story had to be shut down to be unclogged after awhile and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Mina it was a great story I just missed it the first time then I reread it and wasnt sure if I had commented on it or not since the new hadnt been added yet and your stories are the best I always look forward to reading them.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerely Brandon T
PS. I love this siteJustin
Comments and Questions for Trucker Girl
Just wanted to say I enjoy your posts. What is your diet like out on the road? I believe you mentioned in one of your posts that you eat a lot. It sounds like you have some enjoyable movements. I imagine it's not always easy to eat healthy on the road.
Jemma
TO 'CONCERNED DAD'
Hi there.
So sorry to hear about your sons problems,
And how worrying it must be for you.
My advice would first be to talk to him calmly about if he has any troubles going on at school or in life that is making this happen, as it could be done out of fear, if he says 'Yes', you need to console him comfort him, listen to him and maybe you need to speak to his teachers or headmaster/principle and try and resolve whatever situation it is that is making him lose control of his bodily functions like that.
Or, if he says 'no' to that,
You really need to suggest to him he sees his doctor. It is obvious this isn't normal and he really needs help and understanding.
He may want to go on his own if he is embarrassed by it... But just be understanding of that, don't shout at him or anything.
The doctor can do tests to find out what is causing this or even through just talking together the doctor might discover why he is doing this and offer him the solution he needs.
The only other bit of advice i can give - is that in the way you wrote your post, your son sounds so totally embarrassed by all this - with the hiding his dirty underwear in the closet and so on, so please be calm in talking to your son and don't make him feel any worse than he most probably already does.
Good luck hope you get an answer to all this very soon, i'd love to hear feedback about his progress too.
Best wishes and take care.
Jemma.
The important thing for me is to show him kindness and compassion and if he feels uncomfortable talking to you about it, maybe ask if he would be happier speaking to another family member or perhaps a counsellor. I wish you both good luck.
Alexandra
Romantic Dump--please most more stories
If you are still lurking on here Romantic Dump, please post more stories. You tell great ones.
Nick
Bladder and BM survey
Since it's been relatively hot and humid and I've been outside a lot, I've been drinking a lot of water, iced tea, and Coke Zero, I've been peeing a lot and in my free time (which I have a lot of), I've come up with this survey.
Peeing
1. How large is your bladder? (Rate 1-10, 1 being tiny, 5 being average, 10 being mega sized)
2. How strong is your bladder? (Rate 1-10, with 1 being abnormally weak, 5 being average, 10 being iron strength)
3. About how much liquid do you drink in a day?
4. What do you usually drink? What drinks make you pee the most?
5. How often do you pee?
6. How often do you have urinary accidents?
7. When was your last accident?
8. Do you usually pee when you poop?
9. How long can you hold a full bladder of urine?
10. Any interesting stories related to peeing or urinary accidents?
Pooping
1. How often do you poop?
2 What kind of BM's do you usually have? (Talking about consistency, so feel free to use the bristol stool chart, or describe them yourself)
3. How large are your BM's
4. How would you describe the smell? (None, weak, moderate, strong, very strong, or vomit-worthy)
5. How often do you have accidents?
6. How often do you clog toilets?
7. How do you wipe? (Front to back or back to front, and do you do so sitting or standing)
8. How loud are you during a normal bowel movement? (No noise, quiet, moderate, noisy, very noisy, or extreme)
9. How often do you get constipated? What do you do when constipated? What foods and/or drinks make and/or worsen constipation?
10. How often do you get diarrhea? What foods and/or drinks cause or worsen diarrhea?
11. Would you rather have constipation or diarrhea? Why?
My answers:
Peeing
1. How large is your bladder? (Rate 1-10, 1 being tiny, 5 being average, 10 being mega sized)
I'd say a 7 or an 8, probably about 24 ounces, or two soda cans
2. How strong is your bladder? (Rate 1-10, with 1 being abnormally weak, 5 being average, 10 being iron strength)
I'd say a 9 or a 10, as I once held my pee through an entire movie after gulping down a 56 oz drink during the previews.
3. About how much liquid do you drink in a day?
A lot, typically over a gallon
4. What do you usually drink? What drinks make you pee the most?
Water, Unsweetened iced tea, diet soda, and coffee. The tea, soda, and water make me pee the most, surprisingly coffee doesn't make me pee.
5. How often do you pee?
6 to 9 times a day
6. How often do you have urinary accidents?
Very rarely, I'm tempted to say never, but I did once leak a little while sleeping because I drank a lot of water before bed, so I know that an accident is certainly possible for me
7. When was your last accident?
I leaked a little bit while sleeping a couple weeks ago, but my last full accident was three or four years ago when I wet the bed and woke up but fell back asleep and slept in it because I was too lazy to clean up and I was VERY tired.
8. Do you usually pee when you poop?
Yes, nearly 100% of the time
9. How long can you hold a full bladder of urine?
Several hours if necessary, although I prefer not to
10. Any interesting stories related to peeing or urinary accidents?
Probably my partially obstructed kidney that caused me nine years of nausea, vomiting, back and abdominal pain, as well as dietary restrictions because we thought my symptoms were caused by food allergies.
Pooping
1. How often do you poop?
Varies, but usually once a day to every other day
2 What kind of BM's do you usually have? (Talking about consistency, so feel free to use the bristol stool chart, or describe them yourself)
Usually firm but not hard, so usually a 4 on the bristol stool chart
3. How large are your BM's
Surprisingly small for someone of my size (6'2", 216 lbs). Usually less than a pound, and sometimes not even every day. But I do have my share of larger BM's, that sometimes exceed 2 pounds (3 or 4+ in diarrhea cases, but I measure diarrhea in liquid measurements, so I'd say anywhere from 32-128 fl oz of diarrhea, but typically from 44-64, or about the same as a jumbo sized drink from a cinema)
4. How would you describe the smell? (None, weak, moderate, strong, very strong, or vomit-worthy)
Usually mild to moderate, but vomit-worthy during stomach bugs. I actually did once vomit from the smell of my diarrhea during a stomach bug.
5. How often do you have accidents?
Aside from sharts during stomach bugs, very rarely. I'm tempted to say never, but I've had some close calls, that could have easily been accidents. And yes, sharts during stomach bugs.
6. How often do you clog toilets?
Rarely, since most of my large BM's are soft or even liquidy, easing the burden on the toilet. I used to clog toilets a lot with TP before I learned how to wipe more efficiently, cutting my TP use down significantly. But nw if I clog a toilet it is likely poop not TP because I've learned to cut back and that helps the toilet flush easier.
7. How do you wipe? (Front to back or back to front, and do you do so sitting or standing)
I wipe back to front while sitting. I was taught to wipe that way, although I do sometimes throw in a front to back wipe to take care of more difficult wiping jobs.
8. How loud are you during a normal bowel movement? (No noise, quiet, moderate, noisy, very noisy, or extreme)
I try to be quiet, but I'm usually moderately noisy to noisy
9. How often do you get constipated? What do you do when constipated? What foods and/or drinks make and/or worsen constipation?
I get constipated quite frequently, but don't know exactly how often. I'd say once a month. Small quanties of milk as well as dietary changes trigger this. I use prune juice for an immediate fix.
10. How often do you get diarrhea? What foods and/or drinks cause or worsen diarrhea?
Very common thanks to my diet. Spicy foods and large quantities of milk are my main offenders. Prune juice is a given, and I often end up with diarrhea when using it to combat constipation.
11. Would you rather have constipation or diarrhea? Why?
Diarrhea, because nothing causes more stress than being constipated for long periods of time. While diarrhea might be accompanied by cramps, appetite loss, nausea, or even vomiting, diarrhea typically last for a shorter amount of time. Plus, most of my diarrhea is caused by my diet, and goes away fast. Constipation, on the other hand, can last longer. Nothing causes more stress than failing to go trip after trip to the toilet. At least with diarrhea, something is exiting your body. And when accompanied by vomiting, you at least feel better after vomiting, despite how unpleasent and violent it may be. At least, that's how it is in most of my both ender experiences.
Sunday, June 05, 2016
Trucker Girl
Rest Stop Bathrooms [3 Stories]
Going to post about a few different experiences I've had while out on the road themed on rest stop bathrooms
My most recent poop was rather average. I stopped at a rest stop in the middle of nowhere to go pee but got the urge to go number two too. I peed for a long time then relaxed. My poo easily came out and didn't feel like anything. I was really disappointed! It was around four inches long and a medium color. I wiped and left without flushing.
A very memorable experience for me happened about a year ago. I was in Nevada and I really needed to take a dump. I had been eating lots of fiber lately and I drink tons of water so I knew it would be big. I saw a sign saying there was a rest stop ahead so I drove a bit above the speed limit since I did NOT want to go in my panties and there was too many other vehicles to go on the side of the road. I finally got to the rest stop around 20 minutes later. But to my distress and also my pooping curiosity there looked to be a large amount of people at the rest stop. When I pulled up there was a few buses and tons of people. Most of them looked to be from teens to thirty but there was a few older people too. There was a line coming from the girl's bathroom that had to be 25 people long, that's not including people waiting inside. It took so long waiting in line. I then had the thought that the stop may run out of toilet paper. So I had to run back to my truck to get an emergency roll and get back in line, there was some how now about 30 people. I waited and waited and my need to go was VERY strong. I thought I wouldn't be able to hold it but I persevered. About 45 minutes later (yes it really took that long!) I entered the bathroom and I was hit with a really strong odor. There was three stalls. There was still three girls ahead of me. They all looked early twenties. They were all white, one had long brown hair and the others had long blonde hair. They seemed to all be friends too and in their conversation they all said how badly they needed to poo. Eventually a stall opened up and a 30 something black woman left. One of the blonde girls went in, while she was still peeing the other two stalls opened at almost the same time. There was a red head white girl that looked midtwenties and a Mexican girl with brightly colored hair that looked lateteens that came out. The girls in the second and third stalls finished in only about two minutes and the end stall opened first so I went it. I saw that the toilet was completely destroyed. It was full of toilet paper and lots of poo from many different girls. Some were long and skinny, some thick and chunky, some normal, and some diarrhea too, all different shades of brown. It was all mostly above the waterline and smelled horrendous. Probably the first person who used it clogged it. I looked and there was no toilet paper too so I was glad I brought my roll. I sat on the metal seat. The seat already cooled from how long I was looking at the mayhem in the toilet. My butthole felt like it was going to give out so I quickly let go. It quickly started coming out with ease. Due to the shit filled toilet I needed to raise my butt while I went. It kept coming out but slowed down, then picked back up. It felt amazing letting out this huge much needed shit in a destroyed toilet with such ease. It ended and didn't make any splash from the lack of available surface water. I looked and there was a poop smear on the back of the seat. My shit was the biggest in the bowl, it was almost a foot long and twisted up on one end. It was all smooth and a mediumlight brown. I wiped my very messy butt and cleaned the seat. I then heard a knock from the stall over. A girl asked me for toilet paper so I handed her the whole roll and left. I made sure not to obstruct the view of my poo when putting the paper in for the next person. A girl that looked 15 yelled when she went in and waited for another stall. I didn't hear a single flush so I think all were in a bad shape.
This time I was in Kansas. I stopped at a rest stop and the bathroom had 10 stalls and I was the only person there. I picked a stall at random, it was second on the left, and started my business. I relaxed and my poo didn't move at all so it needed encouragement. I pushed and it moved a small amount. So I pushed really hard and it came out in a few rock hard pieces splashing loudly. I looked and there was four poo chunks. They were all brown and slightly green. They were all almost ball shaped and were fairly thick. I went to wipe but there was no toilet paper. I pulled my pants up but not covering my butt and went to another stall without flushing. While I was a girl came in and saw my bare butt and started laughing, she turned right around and left. I quickly got in the next stall over to wipe. I wasn't embarrassed being seen and thought it was funny too. She came in and took the farthest stall possible while I was wiping. She peed and let out a small fart while I washed my hands.Vincene
4 Years of High School Without Using the Toilet?
Any--and I can't believe there are many--person who would want to brag about completing 4 years of high school without ever having used a toilet there is not being honest about themselves. There is no advantage to holding a pee or crap in until you get home. It has got to be hard on your system! I can understand trying to bypass a toilet or two or three that might be particularly filthy, or if you're worried about security or privacy (no doors, creepy people nearby), but I learned its important to get rid of bodily fluids and waste as soon as possible.
Do any of you know someone who totally avoided using a school toilet for four years without an accident, infection or illness? I'd appreciate hearing about it.
As for me, I had trouble when my dad lost his job and we had to move across the country. My first high school had the toilet seat papers available and I used one most of the time. However many of the students just ignored them for whatever reason. Then at my new high school which was much larger the seat papers weren't available and consistently trying to put toilet paper over the seat (and having it stay on until I could seat myself) made me so frustrated. If it was late in the afternoon, I did try to put my bathroom needs off, but with activities after school, that got tougher to accomplish. So about the time I was 16 I just forced myself to sit butt-down on the seat just like at home and to relieve myself without worry. After flushing, I wash my hands good and I don't worry about it.
Now 10 years later I occasionally will have a concern about the noise of my craps (or possible smell, which I fix by immediately by flushing) then reseating myself or noise of my pee stream (which I fix by sliding forward more on some style of toilets so that my pee hits the front of the bowl instead of the water) but even in busy bathrooms, I'm much more confident about sitting down and going. As I've written about before, I use park bathrooms sometimes 3 or 4 nights a week as my boyfriend plays on an elite softball team. I'm so glad that I'm more confident now because I've used toilets adjacent to the one used by our state's Lt. Governor and my company's president. I've learned that we're all in it together and using a public toilet is a necessity.
My mother can come off as a germ-a-phobe, but as I've developed my own opinions from my experiences I feel I've become more realistic and practical in my thinking. Avoiding using toilets when away from home is not the answer.
concerned dad
Need some suggestions on sons wetting/messing
I am a single father of two boys. The youngest is 13, and has been having frequen soiling and wetting accidents in his pants. He has had occasional accidents since potty training age, but they were infrequent. Like maybe every 3 months. But since he has entered middle school, it seems to be getting worse. its like every other day, i'll find wet or pooped-in briefs in his hamper. I'm not talking about a skid mark. I'm talking heavy, heavy staining. Like there's no doubt that he messed his pants. He'll also have big wet patches in the front. IT always seems to happen in school or on the bus ride home. He always says that he just couldn't hold it, or he "sharted" ( I just learned what that means). I don't make a big deal of it and just tell him to be more careful. However, the other day, i went into his room and a strong poop smell hit me in the face. He wasn't home at the time, so i searched his room. i found a plastic bag hidden in his closet that was full of poopy/wet underwear. One of them had almost a full load in it! It stunk really bad and i threw them out. I never said anything to him, but i'm sure he noticed that the bag is missing, so now he knows that i know he's been pooping his pants.
All this was bad enough. But yesterday, i was in the car driving him home from school. i smelled something really awful in the car, and I asked him frankly "Did you poop your pants?" He said no, and was really embarrassed. I got angry and told him i didn't believe him, and told him i was going to pull over at a restroom and check his pants. He got a worried look on his face when i said that. I pulled over and we went into a bathroom, and i inspected his underwear and sure enough, there was a load in there, and also wet in the front. I told him i was more mad about the lying, than his pants pooping. Has anyone experienced this before with a teen/pre-teen. I'm seriously considering putting the kid back in diapers. Does anyone have a suggestion? It would be greatly appreciated.Some Guy
Stories
Hi, everyone!
I am back with some stories to share!
1) I remember one time a few years ago when I took a poop at the library. There were two stalls in the bathroom, a regular stall, and a handicapped stall. I went into the handicapped stall, pulled down my undies, then my pants, and had a seat on the toilet. As I was sitting there pooping, I heard someone enter the restroom and proceed to the regular stall, which was to my right. I could tell by the feet that it was a young girl. Anyway, I heard her close and lock the door, then I heard her put the toilet seat down. I then heard her cute little voice say, "Oh! This is the men's room!" She then exited the stall, and walked out the door. By her feet and voice, I could tell she was about 11 years old. I finished pooping without a neighbor, and exited the bathroom.
2) A couple weeks ago, I stopped by a local Target store. Before proceeding to pick up what I needed, I stopped by the restroom because I needed to poop. There were two stalls in this bathroom, a regular stall, and a handicapped stall. I entered the handicapped stall, pulled down my boxers and Adidas pants, and sat on the toilet. I immediately began to poop, and it felt really good to go. With the design of the stalls, the gap between the stall door and partition was right in front of the toilet. The gap was not quite as big as the one at the Walmart store that I've written about before. However, if someone were to peek through the gap, they could see me on the toilet. Like I have written before, that really doesn't bother me as long as they can't see my privates, and they aren't standing there staring. As I'm sitting there going, a father and his young daughter enter the bathroom. They enter the regular stall, which was to my left this time. Naturally, I thought the father was going to help his daughter, who was about 5, to get her clothing pulled down so she could go potty. He flushed the toilet for her, but I guess she decided she was a big girl and wanted to go by herself into the women's bathroom. She proceeded to leave the bathroom, and her dad went and used the urinal. Shortly after this, I finished, wiped, pulled up my clothing, and left.
3) Last weekend, I was at another local Target store. I had the urge to poop, and decided I would take my poop there. So, I entered the restroom with the urge to poop on my mind. Like the other Target store, there were two stalls, the regular and the handicapped, but the stalls were flipped, meaning that the regular stall was to the right of the handicapped stall (when you're in the handicapped stall). Someone was using the regular stall, so I entered the handicapped stall. But, I was in for a surprise this time. There was a half-dollar sized hole in the stall door where the lock used to be. The lock was the round metal kind that you turn to engage the lock. It apparently broke, and was replaced by a thin, stick-like metal lock that slides to the right to engage. Like the handicapped stall at the other Target (and the Walmart that I've written about), the gap was right in front of the toilet. The gap here was comparable to the one at Walmart. So, you can very clearly be seen sitting on this toilet! Since I was in college, I have come a long way in feeling comfortable enough to poop in public. (I have written about some of my pooping experiences in college here, too.) So, after locking the stick-like lock, I realized that I probably would be seen while I was on this toilet. I swallowed my pride, backed up, untied my Adidas pants, pulled them down with my underwear, and sat on the toilet. Since I had to go, I was glad that it was only a few seconds before I started pooping. I like to sit with my legs open, but I kept them spread just enough that I was comforable, and had my arms folded across my lap, covering my privates. After a few minutes, I was still sitting there pooping, and peeing periodically, too. I heard the door open, and two young brothers entered the bathroom. By their voices, I could tell they were about 7 and 10. The younger brother came in front of my stall, and I could tell he could see me. I had my head down so that I wasn't making eye contact. Since I am a teacher, I didn't want to be recognized. He stood outside my stall for a few seconds, seeing me in all my glory as I was pooping. He left, and about a minute later, his older brother came in front of my stall. He wasn't there as long as his brother, and he made a comment about me pooping. Whatever...it's fine, especially since my head was down and they didn't recognize me! Shortly after they left the restroom, I was done, so I cleaned up, flushed, and left.
Well, those are my stories. Thanks for reading all the way to the end. Have a nice day, and happy pooping!
Some Guy
Brandon T
comments & stuff
To: Greg it sounds like that was really desperate and couldnt wait.
To: Demi first welcome to the site and great story about your big poop in the ocean it sounds like it was a good one and please share anymore stories you may have thanks.
To: ThatGirl first welcome to tthe site and I look forward to hearing your stories thanks.
To: Amber great story.
To: Karen C hope you felt better fast.
To: Bianca well at least if you get constipated you know way to help get things moving again.
To: Trucker Girl great stories it sounds like you some great poops and I bet that other girl felt great after her big poop.
To: Jemma great story.
To: Kara it sounds like you had a really rough day hopefully things turn out alright.
To: Lydia great about your poops it sounds like you had alot to get out that day and I bet you felt great afterwards to.
To: Tarj From England great story it sounds like you and your mom had major cleanouts at least you both made it to toilets in time.
To: Bella Jean I hope you feel better soon.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerely Brandon T
PS. I love this siteMina
Dear Catherine:
Your wedding this week-end? I and my friends wish you a happiness! Where you go for honeymoon? Maybe you say .... but sorry I forget. I hope you don't have stomachache because change of water. Of course I hope you do nice motions in front of Alan, but without painful! I am look forward to you come back end of June!
Dear Anna from Austria:
When I can I go to loo in convenience store to look at washlet signs. I am worry you don't understand them. But in hotel, there is English guide to use washlet, so perhaps it help you. I think it is different signs in different place. Maybe you can take photo in hotel, then use photo to help you when you need do motion in convenience store or supermarket.
Dear Anna from Canada and Megan and Winnie the Poo and other people too:
I hope we hear from you soon! It is long time you don't post. I and my friends miss you. Of course you are busy maybe. I understand because I am busy too.
Dear Brandon T: I am sorry for last story. Usually you say, Mina great story, but last time you say nothing, so I thought, maybe my story not good. I try to write better story for you. Sleepy now so it will be next time. And I don't have interesting story now, I and my friends do same motion every time.
Dear Amber: Your story about bathroom in new student house is so lovely story. I understand very well because it is just same with situation of me and my friends. We do motion long time with talking each other, and make many many motions and big smell but no one care because smell of friend we love is nice smell. But we can't sit on bathtub because no bathtub in loo, it is separate rooms! So we sit on floor.
My loo eat motion from different girl every day maybe. Maho go one time in 3 days, me one time in 2 days, sometimes I go consecutive day. So day we both do motion same time is not so often. But when Hisae come to stay, she always do! After the breakfast she run to loo and pull down panties with big force and crash onto loo seat, we always want to see her because when she is on loo, she is soooooo cute !!! Kazuko also always do. She eat like horse, or maybe more like crocodile, so even she go every day, it is big production, and she hate go at home because her mother say she is bad woman if her motion is bigger than one green pea.
Love to everyone.
MinaSteve A
A Few Thoughts
I have been thinking of a few things that you may or may not have experienced before.
Graduation Ceremony: I'm graduating from high school this year. Depending on how big your class is and how long it will last, you may need to use the restroom during the ceremony. If it's a short ceremony, then you'll be fine. If it lasts about 2-3 hours, then some people may feel uncomfortable. It would be helpful if you used the restroom beforehand, but sometimes, urges come at the most inconvenient times.
1. Do you remember having to 'hold it' while you waited until your graduation ceremony was over?
2. Did you ever experience an inconvenient urge? An urge that comes at the worst time?
My Answers:
1. I'll probably develop an urge during my grad ceremony. My graduating class has over 300 students including me, plus the speeches. So, I'll tell you how it goes.
2. I did develop some poop urges that I had to hold until I had a chance to go. It happens at school sometimes in the morning. But, I don't really remember getting an urge at the worst time.
Slice
To Brian
Hey, it sounds like you've done well with Riley. Here's one thing that you could consider and that's the Peristeen anal irrigation set. Because she has IBS, you'll need to clear it with her doctor, but in essence it's a way for her to move her bowels when she wants to. Check it out via their site, ????. There's a balloon at the end of the catheter that keeps the tube in so it doesn't rely on strength to hold it. It's a tough time and age to deal with something like this especially when it's so severe. One of the other things that you're probably doing already is to get her to open up to some of her friends about it. There's nothing better for a teen to have friends who can understand what she's dealing with as it can be a tremendous support for her. Also, if she begins to have problems at school one thing that will make a huge difference is taking the mystery out of it. Perhaps consider working with the school to set up an assembly. The other thing to look into is what forums there are out there. If there's one particularly aimed at kids/teens, It will help her to see that she's not alone. Good luck to both of you and do me a favor and give her an extra hug.
allen
old memory
my wife of 19 years jenna and i are in the process of moving from the house we've lived in the entire time and while cleaning out the closet in our bedroom this morning i came across this old pair of black denim overalls she had. They stand out because of a memorable moment involving them some years back...
she had the overalls as teen in the early 90s i guess when they were still fashionable. jump ahead to some time in the early 2000s, when my wife and i were undertaking a major DIY landscaping project in our backyard. She donned the overalls for the first time in years, at this point she was 29 i believe and it was before we had kids so she still had a body that was *just* capable of fitting into something from her teen years. They looked a little snug on her but i didn't hate it. She figured they would be something good to wear to keep all the dirt and debris off of her as we worked in the yard. and so, we worked through the morning and stopped and had lunch before getting back to work. about an hour later she walked by me on her way to the house and just said that she was taking a break. i remember it kind of irking me because we had just had a lunch break not too long before and still had a lot to do, but i didn't give her a hard time.
About 5 minutes later i heard her call to me from inside the house. I yelled back and she just said "can you please come here!" she sounded irritated and i was trying to think of what i might have done that annoyed her, haha, typcial husband mind right? so i was taking my time and taking my gloves off and slowly making my way inside when she yelled again "ALLEN!" i hurried inside and said "what?? where are you!?" and turned and saw her standing in the hall. She was red in the face and appeared on the verge of tears. I rushed towards her and said "What??" and in the most helpless whiny way, she explained "i can't get these straps off they're too tight! please i'm about to have an accident!" she was trying to get to the toilet and couldn't remove her overalls! i smiled at her and she frowned and said "its not funny! hurry!" i told her to relax and i started to try and unhook the buckles. to my surprise, they REALLY were pretty stuck. she must have stretched the straps really hard to get them to hook, and the tension pulling up on them made it really difficult to pull them down enough to unhook. i worked at one of them for a minute and heard her begin breathing heavy in a panic and mumble "oh my god." i felt a little pressure and started trying to hurry. I really couldn't get it and i said "man these really are on good" and she started crying and said "oh my god please just go get scissors! oh my god" right as she said that her face scrunched up and she kind of pushed me away. she groaned, and her face turned bright pink. she sort of leaned slightly forward towards me and i could just hear these muffled popping farts, followed by a crackling sound. then i could smell it... i just stared it at her unsure of whether to go get scissors, keep trying the straps, or laugh. she just stood there pooping her overalls and avoiding eye contact with me. finally, i said "do you still want me to get the scissors?" she stared at me with defeat and just calmly said "it doesn't matter, i just shit myself..." i did my best to hide my smile and just continued to help her try and get the buckles off. finally i was able to get the one undone, and that made the other one come off really easily. She said "thanks i guess..." and turned towards the shower. she asked me to get her a change of underwear and a clean towel, which i did. I came back saw her with the overalls down. they looked clean inside, everything had stayed in her panties. they were light yellow with blue flowers and the poop had all smooshed right against the middle of her butt and up towards her back. there wasn't a bulge but just dark brown staining through. the image is burned into my mind. she stayed inside for the rest of the day while i continued working in the yard!
when i found them this morning i asked her "remember that time we couldn't get these buckles undone and you crapped your pants?" she immediately turned as red as she did that day, and looked away before laughing a little. she said "i have told some of my friends that story and they all think it's hilarious. it's both my most embarrassing memory but also my funniest story."Camilla
Last week end I went for a biking trip in southern part of Sweden with three friends. We camped three nights in a tent in the wilderness. We had to go to toilet in the bushes both to pee and poop. My first experience with outdoor pooping. Funny feeling squatting and pooping just onto the ground. I think all four of us did it but we did not talk about it. Somewhat embarrassing but also a bit exiting to sit there with the bum bare and no door to lock. But luckily nobody showed up. One of my friends though was walked in on by a jogger when squatting. She felt it very embarrassing.
J
Pooped my pants
Hi everyone,
Unfortunately today I had another accident. Yesterday I felt a very slight urge to poop before going to bed, but went to sleep. This morning the urge came back, but my poop didn't feel ready.
After I got to school, I felt my need to poop come back periodically during the morning, but it never got to the point where I felt like I desperately needed to go. Suddenly in gym class the urge came back but twice as bad. I had to squeeze my cheeks for a moment to make it go away. After lunch, I started to become desperate. I felt a large log moving around, but I didn't want to leave class because of the time it might take and I didn't want to be obvious. In the last class of the day, my poop really started to move through me..
When I got home, the urge disappeared out of nowhere. I sat down to do my homework, and when I finished, a massive urge to poop came over me. I stood up and started walking to the bathroom, but it was too late. I felt my butthole open up and the crackling began as a soft but firm log forced its way out into my pants. I was literally steps from the bathroom, but the poop came out uncontrollably. I gave up and squatted down slightly, and pushed ever so lightly just to get it over with. The poop felt absolutely amazing coming out, even though I was having an accident. As the first log continued its way out, it tented my pants out nearly seven inches before falling against my butt, forming an enormous bulge. The log came out so slowly, but it was very relieving. It slowly crackled out into my pants and broke off. I was still in the same squatting position, and I farted for about eight seconds as I felt my hole open up again. Another log of the same consistency made its way into my pants. I needed to push a little harder to get it to fit as the original bulge was pressing against it. I didn't even bother trying to get to the bathroom at this point. I squatted a little more, farted again, and pushed as hard as I could. A four inch long poop came out.
I hobbled to the bathroom and spent nearly 20 minutes cleaning up. Although it was gross, the actual feeling of the poop coming out felt really good since it needed to come out so bad.
Until next time,
J
To J
J, it sounds like you had one heck of an accident in your pants. You must have wore some briefs for it to hold in place otherwise it would have fallen on the floor. Sucks that you had an accident but at least you felt better afterwards.