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Marissa

Abandoned School

Hi, it's me again! After my sleepover with my friend Emily, we both became a lot more open about talking about pooping with each other.

There is an abandoned school near my house that I've been wanting to explore. Emily came over to my house today and we decided to explore the abandoned school. We found an open window and went inside. It was really spooky, with spiderwebs and the lights out and everything. Anyway, I really needed to poop. I told Emily that and she said she had to go too. We found the bathrooms in the abandoned school. The girl's room was locked but the boy's room want. We went in and, obviously, it didn't have running water or toilet paper, but I didn't care. Anything would be better then pooping in my pants. I was about to go in a stall when Emily got a funny idea. "Why don't we poop in the urinals", she asked. I giggled and said ok. I hovered over a urinal and pushed. She did the same thing. After we finished, we laughed at what we had done to the urinals. Having no toilet paper, I just pulled up my pants and kept exploring.


Duncan

Church Class

Today I was at CCD. And I don't usually go poop in public. But today our teacher was talking and I had dinner before coming to CCD. So my stomach tightened up a bit and my stomach started to growl. So I raised my hand to go and she said I could go. So I left the class and went to the boys room on the 2nd floor of the church hall. I went in and there was 3 urinals and one stall. I was waiting and one kid walked in and looked at the stall that someone was in it so he went to the urinal pulled his pants down and let out a big poop in the toilet and left. I looked through the stall door and thre was a kid about 5 with his pants at his ankles and was having diaherria. It was about 20 minutes after and the started to wipe and he came out so I went in pulled down my pants and underwear and sat down. I pushed a let out a big 1 foot poop and about 3 more normal sized ones and then a bunch of diaherria. And I went back to class. After class the teacher asked me why I was gone so long. I told her that there was somebody pooping before I was pooping. And she told me to just use the basement bathroom if I needed to poop.


Melanie
Hello. I'm new here. I found this site because I was looking online to see if anyone else was as interested in pooping as I am. I'm part of a "poop group" of 4 people. We all have to poop about the same time in the afternoon, and so we take turns pooping and watching the others poop. We all poop huge amounts too! I'll introduce the four of us and give a short bio so you can picture what we all look like.

Me: 13 years old, 5 foot 2 (158 cm), 120 pounds (55 kg). Short black hair and brown eyes.

Megan: Also 13 years old. 5 foot 3 (160 cm), 135 pounds (61 kg). Long brown hair and hazel eyes.

Sara: 12 years old. 5 foot 7 (170 cm), 85 pounds (39 kg). Short blonde hair and blue eyes.

David: 15 years old. 5 foot 9 (175 cm), 150 pounds (68 kg). Very short brown hair and green eyes. He's Megan's brother. He wasn't originally part of the group, but he found about about it and threatened to tell his parents if we didn't let him join. He's since become a part of the group. We now enjoy getting to watch a guy poop and he enjoys watching us too.

Okay, so now that the introductions are over, let's get to the story of today's poops. Megan and Sara both had to poop at the same time, so they played rock-paper-scissors to decide who would go first. Sara won. We all headed off to the bathroom together and Sara pulled down her shorts and sat on the toilet. She always spreads her legs wide when she poops. She says it helps her poop easier, but I think she just wants to let us see the turds as they come out. She peed a little and let off a few squeaky farts during. Then I could tell she was concentrating on pooping, as her face got scrunched up and her stomach muscles tensed up a bit. A very fat turd poked out of her butt and was slowly growing. She was pushing it along, with cute little grunts every once in a while. It almost touched the water before it broke off. There was a short pause and another turd, still thick but not quite as thick, came out. It was even slower than her first. Megan was starting to have to poop badly at this point and asked if Sara was almost done. She said she didn't want to hurry her, but she really did have to go. Sara replied that she'd try to hurry it up. She started pushing stronger and the turd began to move faster. Soon it was coming out quite fast. It broke off and then there was one last turd that raced out. She stood up to wipe and we saw her full product in the toilet. There was two fat logs curled up and a little nugget on the side. A small part of one of her logs was poking out of the water. Surprisingly it hardly smelled though. She wiped and flushed the toilet.

Megan yanked down her pants and was already pooping before Sara had even finished pulling up her shorts. Unlike Sara, Megan is very modest and keeps her legs very close together, so there's never anything to see until she finishes. I could hear many splashes and farts though. She said she almost didn't make it. It was very smelly in the bathroom in short order too. She continued plopping away for several minutes until she said she was done. She got up to let us all see and I was impressed by the huge pile of soft short logs she'd left in the toilet. Once we'd all had time to look, she said she'd better flush the toilet before wiping to avoid blocking the toilet. We agreed. She pulled the lever to flush and sat down to wipe her butt. She wiped a lot and then flushed again.

About forty five minutes later, I was feeling a need to poop. The four of us went back to the bathroom and I lowered my pants before sitting on the toilet. I peed a lot and then stayed sitting and farted quite a few times. Finally, I felt the head of a turd emerge. I just let it come at its own pace which was moderately fast. The smell was noticeable already though not nearly as bad as when Megan was pooping. When it broke off, another turd was immediately coming out. That one too broke off and after a short delay, one more was on its way. After that one finished, I still felt a bit more poop inside me, so I gave a big push. Two medium-length turds came out very very fast back-to-back. Then I was done. I stood up and we all looked at my creation. There were five logs, all decently thick, filling the bowl. I'd say my load was about the same size as Megan's although it's hard to say for sure as she'd just deposited a pile. I wiped and flushed.

Then it was just a few minutes before David had to poop and we returned to the bathroom for the last time. He had to pee first which he, of course, did standing up. I enjoy that almost as much as watching him poop. I don't know how explicit I can be here, but I enjoy how, um, "endowed" he is. Anyway, getting back to the topic now. David peed and then sat down to poop. He blasted a loud fart and then he started pooping. I could tell he was working on a nice thick log, as just like I described earlier when talking about Sara, I could see his face scrunching up as it first came out and I could see his stomach muscles tensing as each inch of it came out. There was still a good amount of stink left from my poop, so I was hard to tell how much David was responsible for the smell. He took the longest out of all of us to poop and I remember thinking it was probably all coming out in one piece. After some time the smell suddenly became much worse. He kept pooping for several minutes after that. Finally I heard a small plonk and he said he was finished. He got up to let us see. The four of us always poop big loads but David's are usually the biggest. He usually can make bigger loads than Megan and I, but Sara gives him a run for his money. It's become kind of a competition between them to see who can make the biggest poop. Well, today David won for sure. I was right that he'd done just the one long turd. One end of it was at the very back of the toilet and it stretched almost all of the way to the other end. It didn't go in the hole either but laid across it like a bridge. It was a thick beast too.

Okay, well, that's the story of today's poops. Hope it was a good story.


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Carin most likely the material and skin created a suction cup affect or something.

To: Marrisa first welcome to the site and great story please anymore you may have thanks.

To: After School Molly great story it sounds like you really had to poop a lot and I bet you felt good afterwards.

To: Imogene great story.

well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Vincene

Brandee's dependence

The financial institution I've been working for since college has an internship program for current business students to earn some college credits and get experience in the business world while a senior in school. Brandee is the intern I'm responsible for. We've hit it off well from the beginning and she's getting her degree from the same college I went to. We have many of the same interests, both are in relationships and living with boyfriends, and we get along great with one exception. Because she's having financial problems, her boyfriend uses her car and she car pools with me to work. She will occasionally buy me drinks when we party, but she causes problems every morning when I pick her up for work. Here's the problem. Her boyfriend hogs their one bathroom. He takes long shits each morning and sometimes is late to work because he won't leave until he's had his shit. Brandee, therefore, gets only minimal use of the bathroom and that's on a good morning. So during our 40 minute drive to work, she's often bursting to pee and she brings drama into traffic jams until I pull over to a gas station or convenience store. Most of the time I get scared that she's going to burst her bladder all over our car seat so I eventually pull over. It doesn't take that long for her to pee but yesterday, for example, there were five other women waiting in line to get onto the one toilet in the store. A couple of times, Brandee has held her shit for about half the trip, but then worries me that she's about to have an accident. Again, I pull over and she goes in and goes. She's almost 22, an honor student, and has a good future with our company, but we're both seen coming in late too many times. Since I'm five years older than her, I've tried to tactfully tell her she needs to plan ahead and better control her bodily functions. I use bathrooms away from home pretty frequently and I've written about some of my experiences. But I'm not afraid to accompany Diver while he's using the bathroom at home if necessary and I can save some time doing it. And on mornings when my shit's not quite ready to come, I leave a little earlier so that my shit-stop where I will get gas and coffee will not make me late. The question is how I can make Brandee less dependent on me.


Imogen

reply to calum

I sympathise with you having to stop on the way home for a poo! I didn't like school toilets either, except a couple which weren't too bad. I'm glad nobody saw you. Did the leaves do a good job of wiping?

A few times I had to stop on the way home from school to wee behind a bush. If I was desperate, I'd judge whether I thought I could make it home or not, and if not I would go via a field which had bushes around the side and squat behind one of them. I guess it's easier if you're a guy though?


Saturday, March 18, 2017


Kelvin

Busy College

Had a 9am lecture at college this morning. I could have done with going to the bathroom beforehand but the bus was late today so there was not time, so I had to keep it held in for the best part of two hours, which was a bit of a distraction for me from the lecture!

After the lecture I headed straight for the guys toilets. They were extremely busy. All 4 cubicles were taken, and there were 6 guys stood around waiting to shit. Most were lean looking sporty types, and there was a lot of awkward standing around waiting for a cubicle to come free, each clearly wanting to take their turn on the throne. Otherwise it was so quiet in there you could have heard a pin drop which made things a bit awkward and you could hear every splash etc that happened in the cubicles. The 4 guys in there were clearly taking their time as it was a good 5 minutes before you heard any tissue being pulled out and used and the first guy left. Then a few mins would pass between a guy in a different cubicle vacating. I was stood queuing for about 20 mins before I got my much needed turn on the throne.

During that time I noticed a couple of guys, it sounded like one ginger lad who was really tall and thin went in a cubicle, had a single splash landing very quickly, wiped once and left very quickly. Meanwhile another lad who was shorter, wearing mountain bike gear and shorts with black hair and a bit of a beard going on seemed to be having a bit of a time of it. The sounds (and smells) that were experienced shortly after he entered the cubicle indicated he had a lot of gas and soft crap to get rid of. A couple of guys had joined the queue behind me so it must have been quite embarrassing for him when he left his cubicle - but I was in a different one by then making the most of my 5 mins on the throne so I did not see him when he came out.

The lad who was in my cubicle before me was a short muscular lad with dark hair and he had stubble on his face. The toilet seat was red hot when I sat on it - I dont know if that was down to him or the accumulated ass heat of several guys over the last few minutes. I was very glad to release the turtles head which had been trying to make its way out for the last couple of hours!


Light guy

Embarrassing experiance

Hi, im 27 year old guy quite tall, good looking.Today was really busy at work with lots of people there i know and a few girls so i didnt want to poo there, at lunch i walked to a big supermarket to shit with strangers or hopefully no one at all, as i walked in a young pretty cleaning lady was in there so i said sorry and went to leave but she said "no its ok you can go now" so i sheepishly walked into the stall and locked the door, i sat down and started to push out my poo, it was really big and hard so it almost hurt having my bumhole open so wide, it really stunk immediatly aswell, it was about 6 inches long i guess when it dropped into the toilet with the loudest KAPLUMP ever... i was so embarrassed but what was worse she started giggling... i was hoping she was laughing at something else but it was so loud she 100% heard it, so i pushed the rest out, all big hard heavy 2 inch long turds all plopping into the toilet loudly and she laughed every single time... i was so embarrassed i didnt say anything... i done about 8 big plops and she laughed like 10 time immediatly.
I was done so i started to wipe my bumhole and it was completely silent in there now so i thought she had left i peeked out the crack of the door hopeing i was alone but she was right next to the door looking in... we made eye contact! I opened the stall to go wash my hands, passing her instantly because she was next to the door i shamefuly smiled at her and said sorry, she smiled at me and said "its ok" she walked straight into my freshly pooped in stall and started cleaning it....it smelt really bad, i just washed my hands and went back to work.
I was realy embarrassed but did get strangely aroused with the attention she was giving my turds dropping out my bumhole.
Well if you find it amusing or have a similar story please share.
Thanks


Carin

How can it be explained?

Last week I had to meet a new tutoring student at school at 7 a.m. I was running late at home and decided to hold my crap until I got to school. I met the new boy at the office and on our way to the library where we were scheduled to meet we passed a bathroom and I excused myself for a minute. He excused himself too and went into the guys side. All the stalls were open so I just put my book bag down and went into what I think was the third one. I dropped my jeans and undies and threw myself onto the seat. Within seconds the first log emerged. Splash! Then a second. Splash! Knowing that he would be done now (I had heard him flush)I quickly stood up to wipe, but the seat came up about 1/3 of the way. It then unstuck from my butt and went down with a loud plop. I wiped, I believe 3 times, and then bent down and flushed. About 45 minutes after the tutoring, I went into the largest bathroom in the school. Only one stall was not in use and I quickly claimed it for my morning wee. I figured I had about 3 minutes before the first hour bell. I stood up fast and again the seat partially stuck to me. It happened a third time at lunch and again right after school. Four times. How can that be explained? But it hasn't happened since then, even though I'm using different toilets every day. Can anyone figure out what's happening?


Calum

My after school poop

Last Thursday I was heading to my chemistry class last period in the day when I felt the urge to take a dump coming on. I knew I could wait until I got home but I never poop at school anyway, only pee. About half way through the lesson the urge to poop began to get much stronger and I did a couple of quiet farts. The second one smelled quite bad but no one seemed to notice as it was chemistry and the lab often smells anyway. When the bell rang for the end of the day I walked to the locker area and I could begin to feel the poop pressing on my bum. I knew I would need to go as soon as I was home. I got my jacket from my locker and then discovered I had forgotten my key for the house. My mum was at work and I was locked out. I knew I couldn't hold it in for like another hour and a half. I didn't want to use the school toilet so I hung back until my friends had gone then I set off on a different way home. I walked along the cycle path which cuts through the edge of the woods. I was now feeling that I had to go very soon but there was a group of people from school in front. When they turned a corner and were out of sight I looked behind but there were two younger boys coming behind. I stopped and pretended I was on my phone and when they were passed and out of sight I turned off the cycle path on to one of the paths into the woods. I walked about thirty yards into the woods then cut off, passed some trees then pushed through some bushes into a clearing. I put my school bag on the ground then undid my belt and took down my trousers. I started to take down my pants and had them just at my knees when I felt a poop starting to come. I gave a push and a big poo about 10 inches long fell down behind me. I then got into a proper squat position and pushed out another one about the same size which landed beside the first one. I farted then pushed again and this time a much longer thinner softer poo came out and sort of cris crossed the first two poos. This poo was lighter in color than the first two. I finished off by doing another small piece about an inch long. I stood up and picked some dock leaves which were growing close by and wiped my bum with about four leaves. I then put my bag on my back and walked back to the cycle path checking carefully that there was no one in sight. So that was my after school poop.


Anna from Austria
Dear Mina, I think Japan is a nice Country in General and I will visit it again for sure.

It is interesting that you often hear, that Motion in Japan is bigger than in Europe. I have never heard that before, and I am not sure if m Motion was really bigger when I was in Japan or if it was just my imagination or not, but I think it was. The Food there had a good effect on my System for sure.

Normally in Europe I Need a coffee to get my System to work for breakfast but in Japan, when eating the traditional breakfast there, I had to go automatically after breakfast without any coffee.

But Mina, your Report about the loos in China is somehow scary. Sounds like there is no privacy at all in some Chinese loo. Would be hard time for to my Number 2 in such loos. But maybe I will be forced to use such loo in the future, because one day I want to visit Hong Kong.


Greetings from Austria

Anna


Elphaba
After School Emily and Molly: No, you didn't offend me with the question about my gender, after all you asked instead of assuming.

Splash: Thanks for your comment

Not much has been going on with me at the moment. Yesterday I had a poo at home in which the first two turds sliding out felt super nice. Then today after my lectures I went to the library to study, Before getting down to business though I went to the gender-neutral bathrooms. Just as I got there one of the doors opened and out stepped a girl. I let her pass me then took the self-contained cubical. Taking of my bag of my shoulder I undid my jeans and lowered my red and pokkadot panties and sat on the warm seat. After having a long pee I got my phone out of my jean pocket and browsed the internet while three logs plopped into the bowl. Reaching to my right I unrolled some toilet paper and stood up to wipe. Turning around to drop the paper into the loo I noticed that my turds were dark brown. After washing my hands and collecting my stuff I exited the cubical and got on with searching for relevant books for my essay. Three hours and lots of notes later I was just about to leave but before I did so I return to the bathrooms, indeed the same cubical, to pee.

Hope you all liked my story. I thought it would be a couple of lines pat most; I didn't think I was going to write that much!


P>Natasha
Imogen: That back-to-back lectures situation sounds rough. Glad to see you figured out a way to deal with it though. As for leaking in pants, I didn't have that happen to me very often in secondary school, but far more common for me was marks in my knickers from when I was holding in a poo to not have to ask to go during a lecture and it would start to come out a bit.

Abbie: Yeah, I was usually the one who was having a difficult poo and having to struggle although sometimes I'd hear other girls having a rough time of it too. I always felt awkward knowing the girls in other cubicles could hear me straining, but I felt it was better to get it out then hold it and get more constipated, or even maybe risk having an accident when it decided to come out at a bad time. Now that I'm at uni, I find that not only am I pooing easier, I hear other girls struggling less too. I think it's nice that we're all feeling more relaxed and open to just poo when we need to and not hold it for ages cause we're embarrassed to be heard or smelled pooing.

I saw a report in The Independent the other day about a school in North Yorkshire that limited students to just two toilet breaks a day. "Parents have criticised the school after being informed the 580 pupils were only allowed a bathroom break between 11.05am and 11.25am, and 12.25pm and 12.45pm." The article said. The students protested and the police were even called over it. I know if my secondary school had tried something like that, there'd be chaos. That's crazy!

Anyway, on with my story now. I was quite desperate for a poo today. I started needing a poo right near the end of my last class and as soon as we got out I went to the toilet block. All four cubicles were taken and three other girls were waiting. I decided I'd just walk home and go then. I didn't have to go too bad. About halfway home I started needing to poo very badly. I was thinking then I should have gone to a different toilet block at school, but it was too late for that. I hurried on home.

Unfortunately, when I got there, there was someone already in the bathroom. I was on the edge of pooing in my pants I had to go so bad. What seemed like ages and ages passed, but it was really probably a minute or maybe two at most before Jade came out. I rushed in, slammed the door shut and got on the loo just in time. A really long soft poo rushed out and then I felt done. It was probably because I was so bursting to go that it came out so quickly. I normally take much longer to do a poo. I waited a bit to make sure I was really done, and I was. I wiped up, washed my hands, and left feeling so much better.

Alright, that's all I have for now. Bye!


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Mina great as always it sounds like you and your friends all had really good poops and I bet you all felt pretty good afterwards.

Well thats all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Anon
@Mina Most bathrooms in China have the usual level of privacy but I have seen the occasional low-class place where there's simply an area (outdoors, walled but not roofed) with a border and a drain. A guy could at least squat on the rim facing away and point his penis backwards but if the female version works the same way I see no way of getting both products in the zone at the same time.

I have never seen a bowel movement in such a place that didn't appear to be urgent.


Marissa

Sleepover poop

Hi, my name is Marissa. I am 13 in 7th grade. I'm a little taller than average height and have short red hair.

I was at a sleepover last night with my friend Emily. We are close friends, but not close enough to discuss pooping like some of the friendships on this forum.
I was a little constipated and hadn't pooped in the last few days. I had hoped to hold it in until after the sleepover but my body disagreed. After dinner, my stomach hurt and I had to poop badly. I didn't want Emily to know, though. I asked her if it was okay if I took a shower, and she said yes. I locked myself in the bathroom and turned on the shower. I sat on the toilet and exploded. A big poop fell out of my butt without even pushing. I pooped for about ten minutes, until I was done.

I pressed the flush lever and, to my horror, the water turned brown and started riding rapidly! I tried to see if there was anything I could do to keep it from overflowing, but there wasn't! I braced myself for the water to flow out of the toilet and cover the floor, causing a mess and embarrassment. I squeezed my eyes shut and waited, but I didn't hear the sound of water splashing the ground. I opened my eyes and saw a miracle: the water had stopped just before the point of overflowing. I looked around for a plunger, but there wasn't one! I couldn't leave a huge mess like this in my friend's house! There was only one thing I could do. I braced myself and reached my hand inside the toilet and tried to push the loaf down the pipe. I flushed again, and it went down. The toilet had a lot of sticky poop residue and the bathroom smelled bad, but there wasn't anything I could do about that.

By now, I had been in the bathroom almost twenty minutes and hadn't even gotten in the shower! I quickly rinsed off and left the bathroom.

We talked for a while and then Emily went into the bathroom. I had to pee, but I let her go first. She came out about fifteen minutes later with her face red. I walked in, and she said "sorry about that". I could tell that she had pooped, too. I said "it's okay, I did it too" and told her about what happened in the shower. She laughed.

We became closer friends and now didn't mind pooping in front of each other.


After School Molly

Turnabout is Fair Play

Hi!!!

Emily's in bed. She told me about sharing the story around my birthday! Yes, we hurt her feelings pretty bad. She is an angel, though, and moved on quickly. We're typical sisters. We pick at each other and we got on each other's nerves. But we love each other and are the best of friends.

Not long after that episode, it may have been summer that same year, I had to go to the bathroom after we got back from the grocery store with our mother. It was a number two. And, as Emily wrote, our number two's were pretty big. I carried my bag into the kitchen and made my way to the toilet. We had a one-level, open floor plan with my parents' room on one side, and our rooms on the other, with the bathroom in between, opening into the main hallway.

When I sat down, the number two just kept coming out. It was soft and thick, and smelled something awful. It looked like a coiled snake, except it was coming apart at some of the twists and bends. I remember wiping pretty good, but I should have given a flush before all those wipes. When you are young, you don't think of those things.

I flushed. Then, I gasped in horror as the water level quickly rose. The water and number two were going nowhere. I panicked and did the unthinkable. I flushed again. This time water rose over the toilet and poured onto the floor, along with some of the number two. I was mortified. I did the only thing a girl of twelve could do. I cried. Emily heard me and came to the rescue, as her big sister instincts took over. When she saw what happened, she calmed me down, told me it would be okay, and got Mother. Mother was not happy with me, but did not scold me too bad. She insisted that I tell her if it ever happened again. Later that evening, Emily did tease me and let me know that turnabout was fair play.

Dear Doug, the only way girls will ever break the taboo is to just doo it. I mean, when number two strikes, they need to go to the bathroom and protect each other while doing it. I agree with my sister, we may be ashamed of having a bowel movement, but it should not be because we are women. Best, Molly

Dear Mina, we were excited to see our names and your names too! We wish you the very best! Best to all of you, Molly

Dear Splash, Emily is a very well-adjusted woman. She does not talk about being attracted to other women's bodily functions much, but she knows it is a part of her. We will not correct your English! Haha! Best, Molly

Dear Optional Person, thank you for the kind remarks. We could not post together today, but we will soon! Best, Molly

Ben, The prune juice episode is one I will never forget. If I did not make it to the toilet or if Emily locked the door...I dread the thought of the mess. I would not have been able to hold it! We learned our lesson! When only one toilet is available, do not induce diarrhea in the same night! Best, Molly

Dear Victoria B., Thank you for sharing your thoughts! I feel safe talking about this intimate part of our lives in the anonymity of the forum. I agree with you and Emily that no woman should be stigmatized for having a bowel movement. I hope that you are well! Best, Molly

I need to call it a night!

Molly xoxo


Imogen
Hi everyone,

Natasha, I'm sorry to hear about your upset stomach. These things are always really unpleasant and you just want to get back to feeling normal again!

Abbie, thanks for your story about staying with your friends, like your friend I sometimes leak in my pants if I'm desperate, as I have mentioned in other posts. I think it happens to a lot of people, but obviously they don't like to mention it!

One term at school we had a timetable where on a Thursday afternoon we would have one lesson, then move to the room next door for the next. This meant that there was no chance to go past a toilet on the way and the teachers would hurry us into the next lesson. Several times I had to ask to go for a wee during the second lesson, as did other girls.

One time it was hot so I'd been drinking lots of water and about 15 minutes into the second lesson I started feeling the need for a wee. I held it in though as it wasn't too bad, but half an hour later I was bursting. I asked the teacher if I could go for one, but she said it was only 10 minutes until the end of the day so I should just hold it in.

The class eventually finished but by the time I got to the toilet there was quite a damp patch on my knickers and tights. I made sure for the rest of the year I had a wee between these two lessons even if it meant going out of my way.


Kelvin

Busy College

Had a 9am lecture at college this morning. I could have done with going to the bathroom beforehand but the bus was late today so there was not time, so I had to keep it held in for the best part of two hours, which was a bit of a distraction for me from the lecture!

After the lecture I headed straight for the guys toilets. They were extremely busy. All 4 cubicles were taken, and there were 6 guys stood around waiting to shit. Most were lean looking sporty types, and there was a lot of awkward standing around waiting for a cubicle to come free, each clearly wanting to take their turn on the throne. Otherwise it was so quiet in there you could have heard a pin drop which made things a bit awkward and you could hear every splash etc that happened in the cubicles. The 4 guys in there were clearly taking their time as it was a good 5 minutes before you heard any tissue being pulled out and used and the first guy left. Then a few mins would pass between a guy in a different cubicle vacating. I was stood queuing for about 20 mins before I got my much needed turn on the throne.

During that time I noticed a couple of guys, it sounded like one ginger lad who was really tall and thin went in a cubicle, had a single splash landing very quickly, wiped once and left very quickly. Meanwhile another lad who was shorter, wearing mountain bike gear and shorts with black hair and a bit of a beard going on seemed to be having a bit of a time of it. The sounds (and smells) that were experienced shortly after he entered the cubicle indicated he had a lot of gas and soft crap to get rid of. A couple of guys had joined the queue behind me so it must have been quite embarrassing for him when he left his cubicle - but I was in a different one by then making the most of my 5 mins on the throne so I did not see him when he came out.

The lad who was in my cubicle before me was a short muscular lad with dark hair and he had stubble on his face. The toilet seat was red hot when I sat on it - I dont know if that was down to him or the accumulated ass heat of several guys over the last few minutes. I was very glad to release the turtles head which had been trying to make its way out for the last couple of hours!


Doug

Bbreaking a bad social taboo.

About a month ago, there was a beef dinner: I was waiting for the doors to open.

In walks two young women, possibly to help put the dinner on. One lady says to the other "there is another Womens" on the other side of the Mens. A Mens and a Womens on either side of the doors and a second Womens. The two ladies went into the smaller Womens; they were talking away and were in there for a goo 10 minutes. Probably pooping.

On an older toilet website, I read about girls in some high schools having a social taboo against having a bowel movement during school time. Other girls would say comments like "Pee-yoo what stinks.

The taboo could be broken by two ladies sitting next to each other and having a bm. If anyone says "Pee-yoo what stinks they could "We do, would care to Join us!"


To Evan

Awesome story you posted about Cedar Point, I am from Michigan so I have been there a bunch and I know how the bathrooms are sometimes with them being closed or not close to the best rides. Sounds like you had a pretty bad accident though. Does that happen often, where you wait too long and have an accident or a really close call? Have you ever waited too long and had a full blown accident? Would absolutely love to hear more stories if you got them :)


Truck driver

Diarrhea at has station

I drive a truck for a living and the food is not the healthiest in the world I get the runs a lot. Once my stomach was turning knots and I had to shit bad . I finally find a truck stop to park make my way to the bathrooms and there is 2 stalls and couple urinals . Both damn stalls taken I wait finally one guy comes out I rush in as soon as I am seated the bottom fell out it felt so good . It was a older place they didn't have stall doors just shower curtain type deals . I was in there 10 min when the cleaning woman opened my curtain she said sorry she 2alked off I exploded again and I h3ard her day I come back in 10 min. I finish up and leave she was outside the door how embrassing


Mina
Dear Splash (it is nice name), I'm not sure there is taboo on pooping in Japan or no. But people think that true feminine woman hide her loo sound. So it become habit. However, women and girls often talk each other about loo things.

I have heard about loo in China, people in a line doing wee and motion without door or wall. I never see. In Japan, never like that, but my grandmother say, long long time ago many loo had no door. But they had wall.

We can't find movie about Japanese woman doing motion. perhaps it is need to check English website.

Dear Emily and Molly, thank you very much for kind words! Yes your names are at top of this site. Names of my friends also at top before, and more than once, and Maho's name in very big letters. Maho was excited very much!! She doesn't speak English, but she can read her name!

I and my friends don't interested so much about motion sound of other woman, but interested a little. But we are interested very very much in motion's sound each other, just us four friends. So for an example, if Kazuko is on loo and I am at washbasin, then I always listen! Kazuko make variety noises, her bottom is like orchestra. But I like to hear Hisae and Maho too. And to see. Most people say motion is ugly and smelly, but I don't think so. Motion which come out from beautiful bottom of lovely beautiful friend is very beautiful motion. Maho and Hisae and Kazuko say same thing.

So I had birthday party at beginning of March, even my birthday is February. We did very happy party and eat and eat and drink and drink. It was Friday night.

Saturday morning we had big breakfast again in dining kitchen of green flat. And after finish, we look each other, we say nothing. We are all think same thing. We are going to bomb to loo!! We decide to take off pyjama trousers because more comfortable.

As usual, Hisae first. She is quick always....? She land on loo with noisy bump (she doesn't know way to be quiet) and sound of four bombs at once. Then wee sound, then pause, then four bombs again. But we surprise, she don't move. Maho say, "Hisae you don't finish?" And Hisae say, I don't know why, but I want to stay here more, is it OK?" Of course OK. Kazuko flush for her, because they were big bombs. Then quiet for few minutes, then suddenly she bomb again and this time big number and very fast! We surprise!! Hisae smile. I smile her, because like you say Emily, I enjoy sound of bombs from Hisae's beautiful bottom.

She finish after more than 10 minutes on loo. Kazuko say, "Hisae you go into Guinness book!" But Hisae say, "it is record only for me." She wash with washlet and Kazuko dry. Kazuko is fidget, so we decide she go next.

Kazuko's face change. She really love loo!! I love to see her happy smile, I want to cry. She begin bomb. And bomb and bomb and bomb, she never stop, this is Kazuko style. No, actually sometimes she stop, but soon start again. Maho is busy to flush, because always more and more. Where it all come from. Hisae say, not ears, but this joke is stale a bit now. Of course motion come from bottom. If I look at loo, I think I can see loo smile when Kazuko pull down panties because loo is always hungry and Kazuko give her big big meal.

Kazuko was on loo 15 minutes maybe. Usually she need time that much. I think reason Kazuko never get fat even she eat like elephant is that she leave her whole stomach in loo, even second stomach, we call "betsubara" it is stomach Japanese woman because even she eat huge meal, she always has space for sweet dessert, she love sweet things, so we say she has separate stomach. I have too, and Maho and Hisae too. End of Kazuko's motion is soft, it make bururururururu sound which is Kazuko speciality, I like that sound when it is Kazu. Loo is happy too, she gobble and gobble, maybe Kazuko's bururururururu is good taste??

Maho say, Mina it is your birthday and not good for you to wait, you be next. I say OK and sit on loo. Hisae massage me well, stomach and lower back. I feel paradise!! Of course I bomb and bomb and bomb like Kazuko. And feel very good! My motion very huge so break into 5 or 6 pieces. I love feeling of more and more and more come out! Kazuko say, "Mina you are so sweet smile!!" But I think Kazuko's smile more sweet.

I give my hungry loo four set of bomb. Then little pieces. Then I cry because when Hisae dry my bottom, her touch is soft very much! So good feeling!! Why Hisae love me so much even I am bad Mina?? But Kazuko and Maho are same, I feel their strong love all time. I love them!!!!

I worry about Maho because I am on loo more 15 minutes. If I get up before finish, my bottom always angry awfully, Maho know that so she don't say complain. But finally she can pull down panties and sit on loo. She give same little smile that she always give. Then she start, her motion come out slowly as usual. And after plop sound, she start on next one, she never hurry, I am kneel next her to flush. I love her. I want to kiss her when she is on loo but I decide wait until she finish. It is long time because she drop maybe nine bombs very slow speed and they are big size, so take long time to come out. I flush twice before she finish. Hungry loo eat everything and ask for more.

Sorry, it is same story again. We are very fixed our habits!! But Hisae is change this time! We ask her, "how you like to stay long time on loo like us?" And she say, "it is good feeling but I like quick when I am alone." Maybe she like, but sometimes after she is quick, she run back to loo five minutes later and bomb again. This time she didn't do. Because no bombs in her body, all her bombs in loo.

Victoria, I hope you enjoy your black loo. In Japan black loo is tearoom mostly. We don't find so much now. But I like.

Anna from Austria, I am happy you enjoy loo in Japan. Yes, it is a good privacy. I often hear, Japanese motion is more bigger than Europe one, and i know it is because of diet, we eat vegetables a lot. Especially me and my friends do! We love vegetables!!!

I have to say thank you many people! So thank you to everyone. Maybe I don't post so much from now to end March, it is busy time, but your very own Mina never forget you, so don't sad, please.

Love to everyone.

Mina and Hisae and Maho and Kazuko

P.S. Maho say me, "please say thank you to everyone" very big voice!


Splash

Comments and responses

I am happy to be part of this community.

@ Poopinggeek: Well that sounded almost like some sort of a dream.

@ Evan: I never have any skid marks in my boxer short, but sometimes after a shower there are some tracks on my towel when I rub it very hard..

@ Jane the Poop: Nice name haha. I have to admit that I once did the same thing and I was surprised how fast it came out. So… where can we found your video? Just kidding, but you would not be first one who does that.
@ Abbie: Very long story but nicely wrote n.

@ Victoria B: Thank you for the respond! I know what you mean, it's the same thing almost worldwide I think. The taboo around makes it exciting for me, hearing someone poop add to the natural feeling of being alive and human. Today's world with 'perfect' women all around on social media makes it forget about the real characteristics of humans. By the way your last story gave me wrong ideas for doing myself. I thought, when a girl can do this and talk about it openly, why should I not allowed to haha…

@ just another girl: Taking a sniff of a fart is always a bit of a weird experience. Did you know when you smell a fart you are actually sniff in little poop particles which are transported in the air? Just a fact for the next time! I also wrote that women's fart are actually smells stronger due to the fact of the presence of sulfur in their body. Well, I have to admit that some woman's fart actually can smell quite nice to me and can give some sort of energy boost. Weird, is it not haha?.

@ Emoly: Hey Emily and Molly, thank you fort he respond and complement on my nickname. I had to choose something related instead of my real name because there's always a chance of someone having the same name. It's more recognizable this way. You two seems to b very active on here and that motivates me as well to write more often. This way I can talk about my favorite passion while improving my English. So if you see some very bad English you may always correct me, you are teachers haha. I still think you both equally fun, despite the fact that Emily has a bigger *** and likes other women go. Funny you said 'if guys only knew what we can do on a toilet, they would look the other way'. It's like most guys don't want to believe girls poop, most girls don't believe that there are indeed guys liking the fact that girls poop! It gives something extra which I would miss if it was not there.

I'm wondering how you read the forum together. Does one of you read it with her voice or something? And do you read all the stories (including mine)? Well I can think of many more questions but I save that for later.

@ Emiley: Wow, that's actually one of the most romantic stories I have ever heard. No wonder he wants to be your boyfriend.

@ Truck driver: Interesting, I never saw shower curtains on toilets.

@ Ben: I never realized there was a place like you described with open toilets for both sexes. Is that a common thing on these nudist camps? I know they have joint showers in the sauna, but this is a step further. It seems to be an exciting experience, maybe I try it at some stage in my life to be more confident. I think it would be awesome to do such a thing.

@ Poopy-Olivia : I am glad your family picked it up like that. Is it something that happens to you often? How old are by the way? I can understand that could be difficult when going to school for example.


After School Emily

At Lunch Emily

Dear Victoria B., Thank you for the clarification. I don't think about other people's bowel movements often, but I understand what you mean.

I am a feminist, but not an angry one. No one should tell a woman that they should not do something, that something is not proper, or something is not "lady-like" because "they are a woman" or "they are a girl." Having a bowel movement is a private thing. But if I do one in the privacy of a bathroom or a stall, even when I am in the company of other people, I should not be chastised for being a woman and having a bowel movement. If it sounds loud, smells bad, and clogs the toilet, I will be embarrassed, but not because I am a woman.

It is good that you have healthy bowels. In your earlier posts, you alluded to the fact that you struggled with constipation and infrequent bowel movements as a teenager. So, I celebrate your good health with you.

Best, Emily

I wanted to share a quick story, as Molly's birthday is coming up soon. While we are very close and have always been close, when I was in the seventh grade, Molly had a group of friends from school come home with her on a Friday afternoon. They were going to have a sleepover. I dreaded it. Molly is an ambivert, which means she can be outgoing and social, but also enjoys her alone time. On the other hand, I am a true introvert, and realized it before I could even knew what an "introvert" was. I wanted to finish The Chronicles of Narnia because The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe was coming to theaters later that year. I had been reading them and enjoying them. I was 13 and Molly had turned was turning 12 that Sunday. Had already grown to my full height, but weighed about 140. We ate a lot during puberty!

Our bowel movements were also bigger in our teenage years. This day in particular, I had to go really bad. My mom and dad were taking Molly and her friends to the movies that night. However, it was not until after supper, cake and ice cream, that they were going. I planned to stay home and read.

However, before they left I nearly had an accident and decided that I could not hold it any longer. I went to bathroom and defecated a large, solid BM. It was one the bigger ones, even for that age. It smelled strong, but not raunchy. But when I went to flush the lever broke. I planned to close the lid and go and tell daddy that the toilet would not flush. As soon as I got a few steps from the toilet, one of Molly's friends came in the bathroom. I felt my face flush.

To make a long story short, I could not live it down how big my bowel movement was. Molly and the girls teased me the remainder of the weekend. I was devastated.

Life goes on...

Emily xoxo


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Poopinggeek great story it sounds like you really had to poop and alot from the sound of it as well and I bet you all felt great afterwards and I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Jane The Poop great post.

To: Abbie as always another great story about you and your friends it sounds like you guys were pretty desperate and I bet you both felt good after.

To: Ben great catch.

To: Anna it sounds like you both had good poops.

To: Kung Poo great story.

To: Lainey first welcome to the site and great story please share anymore you may have thanks.

Well thats all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Imogen
Hi everyone,

Natasha, I'm sorry to hear about your upset stomach. These things are always really unpleasant and you just want to get back to feeling normal again!

Abbie, thanks for your story about staying with your friends, like your friend I sometimes leak in my pants if I'm desperate, as I have mentioned in other posts. I think it happens to a lot of people, but obviously they don't like to mention it!

One term at school we had a timetable where on a Thursday afternoon we would have one lesson, then move to the room next door for the next. This meant that there was no chance to go past a toilet on the way and the teachers would hurry us into the next lesson. Several times I had to ask to go for a wee during the second lesson, as did other girls.

One time it was hot so I'd been drinking lots of water and about 15 minutes into the second lesson I started feeling the need for a wee. I held it in though as it wasn't too bad, but half an hour later I was bursting. I asked the teacher if I could go for one, but she said it was only 10 minutes until the end of the day so I should just hold it in.

The class eventually finished but by the time I got to the toilet there was quite a damp patch on my knickers and tights. I made sure for the rest of the year I had a wee between these two lessons even if it meant going out of my way.




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