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Becc
Hey all, it's Becc again. I really enjoyed submitting my first post yesterday, and I have lots more stories where that one came from, so I'll post when I can! This experience was actually fairly recent. I was out for some exercise at a local park like area that has several wooded running paths and trails. It's nice because there is a "bathroom" available. (Not that I'm ashamed to poop in the woods...I've done it several times before races but those are other stories!) I say the word bathroom in quotes as it is a simple little bare bones building. You walk in thru the doorway and walk around a small corner to literally find 2 "toilets", which are more or less large plastic pipes with a toilet seat attached to the top. Your poop and pee falls into what sounds like it must be a 10 foot pit into some chemical substance. Shockingly the smell isn't too bad. Also, the park has recently updated the room with an attached container of hand sanitizer, which is admittedly a bonus.
I will admit that each time I approach this bathroom I do so with a sense of slight excitement. Reason being I guess I'd call myself a bit of an exhibitionist/observer when it comes to public pooping. I like having a pooping "buddy" to listen to and observe. For the longest time I'll admit I found this a bit weird, but coming on here and reading posts from the likes of Chloe and Brittany B, I realize that other girls enjoy this behavior too! As for the two of you...I fully realize this is an anonymous site, but reading your stories I was totally imagining the 3 of us in adjoining stalls plopping and farting together!
Anyway....I'm with this story. On this day I had put in several miles on the trails and felt my bowels beginning to do their thing. I jogged towards the building eagerly awaiting what I might find today. As I approached there was a girls standing outside, making me think that both seats were occupied. I inquired to her if she was waiting and she responded that no, it was just her friend Lauren in there. She had already went. Eagerly anticipating another liberating poop experience I quickly entered and turned the corner. On the first seat was Lauren, a late teen/early 20's girl. She had her shorts pulled down just low enough to allow her butt access to the seat, and she sat with a mortified expression on her face with her chin in her hands. My guess is she had never had the occasion to use an open type facility like this and was suffering severe performance anxiety. We met eyes and I have a slight smile. I briefly entertained leaving to offer her privacy, but my poop was knocking on the door. Literally starting to poke out my butt. I turned and quickly lowered my pants and plopped down on the nice cool seat. Almost instantly a sharp fart blasted my first piece of poo out and it splatted into the cesspool below. I then took a nice long pee, as my butthole started to open wide. Two thick logs dropped in succession, and I could tell there was more to come. At this point I paused and noticed I was hearing a crackle. Lauren was finally going! I held my next piece for a moment so I could listen. The loud crackle continued and she was softly grunting. As I still had heard no splatter, I mused that Lauren must have a huge rope dangling from her bottom. Finally after what seemed like forever there was a large "sploosh!" and she moaned. Very happy for her, I set to work on widening myself one more time for my final deposit. I gave a big push and out came one last log and a bit of wet mushy pop. Lauren was dropping a few little plops at this point, when I heard her friend outside telling someone they were both in use. "Oh no!" I heard, as another jogger came frantically running in. I had started my wipe at this point and Lauren was doing the same. I locked eyes with the new entrant and I could see the urgency in her face. Thinking quickly I told her, "go ahead, I'll finish wiping standing up. Just scoot forward a bit so I can throw my paper down!" She gratefully immediately dropped her pants not a moment too soon as a jet of soft poop launched down the toilet. I stood next to her and just needed a few more swipes to clean up. She leaned forward so I could throw my paper away, all the while continuing to poop. Thanks so much she said as Lauren and I were walking to the sanitizer. We cleaned our hands and exited. We could hear another loud burst as we walked out. Lauren's friend was sitting on the ground with a mildly amused expression on her face. I laughed to myself thinking of all the noise she had heard emanating out of that room:
I turned to Lauren and said "hey. Sorry I couldn't leave you alone when I arrived. I just needed to go really badly!" All was well she said..."seeing you just go like that actually freed me up and let me go. Thanks!" I said goodbye and said I would probably see her again soon, either on the trails or on the toilets. She laughed and went on her way. All in all a very interesting morning at the park, and I made a new pooping buddy!


Becc

Pooping with Cate

Hi all. Fairly longtime reader, but first time poster! So recently I was out with a new friend of mine Cate for a few drinks. After some time I was beginning to feel the urge to take a poop. Don't get me wrong, I'm very free about public pooping, but seeing as this was the first time I was hanging with Cate I was slightly hesitant to disappear for a spell while I dropped my logs....As luck would have it, just minutes later Cate mentioned that she neeeded to use the restroom. I said as a matter of fact so did I, and she laughingly said "let's go together!", to fulfill the girl stereotype.
We made our way to the bathroom, and entered adjoining stalls. I lowered my pants and placed my cheeks on the seat (I'm sorry but unless there is pee all over the seat I'm cool with it!). As this was the first time going next to a new friend I was slightly nervous, and hesitated a moment even though my butthole was nearly bursting at this point. I glanced under the stall and at that moment Cate clenched her toes and let out a big fart. At this time another girl had entered the stall on my opposite side. Suddenly Cate was unabashedly letting loose a torrent of poop from her butt so I thought what the hell! I bore down and pushed and my stored up poop pretty much exploded out of my ass, splashing my cheeks a bit in the process.
As I was emptying myself, I heard a few more splashes from Cate and a small sigh of relief. I dropped another log or two then began my wipe. Cate was vigorously grabbing some toilet paper at this point too. I had yet to hear much from my opposite neighbor and wondered briefly if she was mortified by what she heard from our two stalls! I finished and flushed, as did Cate, and we joined each other at the sinks. Cate didn't make any mention of our simultaneous explosive poops, which I actually thought was really cool. The two of us had just casually shared a poop next to each other and thought nothing of it...As we walked out, I heard a fart and then a big plop from the other stall. "You go girl" I thought. Just be free! We all poop! Oh well hope you enjoyed! Happy pooping!


Zip

Answers to Sammy's questions

1. How far you generally pull down your pants and underwear when you pee/poop in a public bathroom & how long you been doing this method?
-Pants and briefs are always at my ankles, unless there's a chance that they could get soiled from a filthy floor. I used to keep everything up around my thighs until sometime in college when I switched.

2. Do you pee/poop the same habit as question 1 while you are at home? If not, how far you generally pull down your pants and underwear when you use the bathroom at home?
-Same at home

3. Do you wipe your butt sitting down or you stand up to wipe your butt after you finish your pee/poop?
-Both. Wipe from the front while sitting, then a couple of passes while standing up.

4. How did your pee/poop habits changed over the years from childhood to today?
-I used to just wipe while seated, from behind. Also, I use a squatty potty now.

5. How many times you generally flush the toilet when you pee/poop?
-Depends on how much poop and paper is in the bowl. Anywhere from 1 to 3 flushes.

6. Do you sit or squat when you use the bathroom?
-Sit, except at home I do use the squatty potty, which raises my knees.

7. Are you embarrassed to poop/fart in public bathrooms and around others?
-Not usually in the bathroom. I think it is somewhat rude to openly fart around others.

8. How often you poop in public bathrooms & when was the last time you pooped in public bathrooms?
-Probably daily. Pooped in Home Depot yesterday.

9. Have you used a multi-stall public unisex bathroom? If not, would you use one with the opposite gender?
-Yes, in France. Doors went to the floor, so I couldn't tell who I was next to. Also have used them where women came in because women's was out of order.

10. How long you spend in the bathroom while you poop in a public bathroom and at home?
-Depends. 5-15 minutes.

11. If you have to pee/poop in a public bathroom, which one you prefer the most? Bathroom stalls with a door that the door don't reach the floor with your feet showing under the stall, single stall/toilet public bathroom with full locking door that is floor to ceiling, portable toilet or public bathroom stalls that has no doors
-Since I'm a bit of an exhibitionist, I'd probably go for the doorless stalls. Otherwise, the stall with the door that doesn't reach the floor.

12. Are you male or female
-Male


Brittany B

Strange Occurrence Part 2

Hey all! I'm back for more!

Steve A - I'm glad you liked my unflushed toilet story! Those girls deserved it. Getting to see Jasmine's poop was just a plus for me.

So some of you may remember the story I shared with 2 girls pooping in the same toilet together. This one isn't exactly like that, but it's similar.

It was late on a Friday night. I was doing schoolwork in my dorm room when I felt like I had quite a load brewing in my bowels. I remember not taking a dump the previous day, so quite the storm was building up in my gut. When I got to a good stopping point, I got up and my way to one of the girls' rooms on my floor. I entered the bathroom and it was mostly empty, except for 2 girls who were both in the big stall on the end. One girl was sitting on the toilet with her jeans and panties down around her ankles while her friend was sitting on the floor leaning against the far wall. (wish I had friends like these ;)) They were talking about going to a party tonight while I took the stall next to them, dropped my pants and panties to my knees, and plopped my but down on the toilet, ready to drop my load. I cut a loud fart as I felt the turds begin to descend towards my butthole and plopped a few mushy turds into my toilet while these girls talked. They didn't seem to pay any mind to me. Then the girl sitting farted a dry one as I heard her start to crackle out a big sounding turd. It made a few plops as it probably broke apart as she dropped it, and farted again after the last bit fell out of her butt and she sighed audibly. She and her friend just kept talking while she pooped. I cut a wet fart as wave 2 dropping down, and I dropped some more loud, mushy plops into my toilet. I was really starting to stink, but the other girl's friend said, "Maddie, you stink!" and laughed. Maddie laughed and said, "hey, it's not just me!"

I dropped a few more turds and cut a bubbly fart as the outer door opened and a girl called out, "Maddie! Kate! You in here?" The girl not pooping called back that they were in the last stall, and called her Liz. Liz walked over to their stall and asked to be let in, so Kate opened the door for her while Maddie pushed out another crackly turd. Liz asked about the party and I cut another fart while Maddie's turd plopped into her toilet, just pooping in front of her friends like it was nothing! I started plopping more nasty, mushy plops into my toilet while I listened to them. I knew I had a big load to drop! haha after my third wave ended, I heard Liz say to Maddie, "How long are you gonna be on the pot? I gotta take a dump before we go." Maddie replied, "I'm almost done" as she blew another fart into her toilet. I heard Kate complain, having sat through Maddie's dump, then having to sit through hers. I don't see why she didn't take the empty stall on the other side of me! I felt some cramps in my bowels as wave four was ready to go, and Maddie started to drop another big, crackling turd into her own toilet as well. I plopped five times as her turd flumped into her toilet and she said she was done as she started to work the toilet paper to wipe. It was getting pretty ripe in the bathroom and I didn't feel done, so I reached back and gave a courtesy flush so they didn't have to bathe in my stink! Maddie wiped 3 times, pulled her jeans back up, flushed, and moved out of the way as Liz moved in to take her place on the toilet.

Liz must have been wearing a skirt, as I only saw a thong drop around her ankles as she sat down. She thanked Maddie for warming up the seat for her as she cut a wet fart. Maddie was washing her hands while I started to drop round five of my huge dump, and Liz farted again. I dropped four more mushy turds, while Liz started to plop her own turds into her toilet. Her plops were slow and steady, with crackling and the occasional fart in between. Sounded a little on the mushier side, but not quite as mushy as my plops! Kate was like, "Damn girl!" and Liz said, "I told you I had to go!" She plopped her turds pretty steadily for about five minutes, during that time, I had wave six of my messy dump, which seemed to be getting wetter and mushier as it kept going. Liz said she was done as she began to work the toilet paper. I gave the toilet another flush, but I could tell there was a little more left. Liz wiped five times, pulled her thong up, and flushed the toilet. She washed her hands as Kate impatiently said, "Come on, let's get to the party!" Once she was done, all three left the stall to head out to their party, leaving me alone in the stinky bathroom.

After they left, I farted again and dropped one more messy wave of poop. It was so messy like diarrhea, rather than the loose and mushy turds I usually drop. After that I felt empty so I started to wipe. Took me about seven wipes. I gave the toilet its final flush and redressed. While I was at the sinks washing my hands, another girl came in and immediately held her nose, said eww, and looked at me. I just shrugged and apologized. She laughed and said, "No worries! It's my turn!" and went for the first stall. I laughed and left the bathroom, giving her privacy. I wish I had friends to poop with me like Kate, Maddie, and Liz did together. I just think it would be so fun!

Hope you enjoyed! Peace!


M

Our trip to Punta Cana

Hello everyone. Back in March my wife and I took a trip to Punta Cana by ourselves, no kids. We stayed at ????. Its a great resort and the bathroom in our room was fantastic. It made for great pooping experiences the way it was set up. I'll post a link to a picture of it instead of wasting time explaining it.

If you can click the link you'll see it. If not just copy and paste it I guess. But anyway the frosted door next to the shower is the toilet. My wife and I are both morning poopers so it was quite convenient. Our first morning I was sitting in the stall and she was by the sink brushing her teeth and all that stuff. We would just carry on a casual conversation while I was sitting there grunting and farting and dropping my crap in the toilet. This was like this just about every morning. She would be taking a shower and I would come in and poop. The glass separating the shower and toilet was frosted but you could still tell someone was in there. I usually read on the toilet but there I would just check out my lady while I was in the toilet. One time I was in the shower and she came in with a magazine and told me "I have a stomachache I have to sit in there." So while I was showering I could see her a little bit not to mention smell her. Lol. After I finished showering she was turning the pages in her magazine and was moaning a bit. I asked if she was ok and she said "I'll be fine after I'm done in here. It stinks in here eh?" I said yeah a bit and she apologized. I told her no problem. She ripped out a fart and then dropped a big load and let out a sigh. She had the stall door closed for privacy but I could see her feet like a public bathroom. She wiped her butt about 5 times and flushed then came out of the stall while I was brushing my teeth. When she came out she said "Woo that was a big dump. I feel so much better."

Another night I had an embarrassing experience though. We ended up going to sleep at midnight one night. We didn't put our clothes back on if get my drift so we slept nude. About 3 in the morning I woke up to pee. I was standing naked peeing in the toilet. While I was peeing I felt a fart. I farted and then a bit of diarrhea came out and went onto the floor. It was strange because I didn't have any stomach pain at all. It just came out. Good thing I was naked because I would've shit my underwear. My wife was sound asleep so she didn't know this was going on. I told her about it when we got up the next morning and she just laughed! But it was a fun trip and just a great bathroom set up. Also too as a result of certain things happening in this trip we are expecting our third child this fall!!


Rachael

Double date poo

This is my story which I think is appropriate to this site. Me and my friend Amy, last month went on double date together with our boyfriends Steven and Craig. The plan was to go mini golf first then have a meal before going the cinema in the evening. We had a good time at the mini golf despite me taking about 8 shots to put the ball in the hole. Steven won by about 10 shots and we all decided to go off to the restaurant to have a meal. As we went into the restaurant Amy signaled to me that she needed to go the toilet so we excused our selves telling our boyfriends we won't be long, leaving them seated at the table. When we got into the ladies room Amy told me that she didn't actually need the toilet and that she only needed to fart. She is like me, in that we both have a no fart in public policy. Even if I know it will be silent and nobody would know, I still never fart in public, I always go to the nearest bathroom and let it out there as it just seems a more appropriate place and I don't think it is very lady like or pleasant to fart in public. The ladies room was completly empty so Amy let her farts out openly in the middle of the room by the sinks without trying to be discreet, as I checked my make up in the mirrors. She didn't have to fart much but they were quite loud. I siezing this opportunity to carry out my own bodily functions let slip a little rather polite fart. We both stayed in there for about two minutes before Amy asked me if you could smell her fart on her still. After taking in a deep sniff, I told her that she smelt fine and we both left to carry on our date. The guys had ordered drinks for us and the waiter was ready to take our food orders. I decided to keep it light and so didn't order much. While Steven must have had half the menu. When the food came we tucked in straigh away and it was really quite nice. However I began to feel a little bloated towards the end so left a little at the end. Before we were about to leave I felt the need for the toilet. Amy came with me again. Now I wasn't sure weather I just needed to fart a bit or weather I actually needed to go. There was a woman in there in the second of the four stalls. And another woman by the sinks. I went to the end stall by the wall and locked the door while Amy waited by the sinks. I stood ther behind the locked door and tried to release my farts out very discreetly aware that the other people could probably hear everything going on in my stall. I let out my farts very quitely before I realised that I would need to go the toilet for real as there was no way I could hold it in for another three hours. I heard the other woman in the stall finish and leave and so had the other woman. So it was just us again in the bathroom. Amy came over and I unlatched the door. I'm going to have to poo I told her. She told me to be quick because we didn't want to take too long otherwise the guys would know one of us was having a poo. I quickly sat down and tried to push, with little effort me poo came out and dropped into the bowel. Amy was standing in the doorway taking to me when I heard someone else come in, Amy then pulled the door over and since the wall was in the other side nobody could see in only Amy who was right in the doorway. She told me to hurry up wiping which was taking quite a while as it wasn't the cleanest of poos and I wanted to make sure my butt was completly clean. I wiped my vagina as well quickly then Amy then gave me some wet wipes which she had in her bag. Which helped a lot. I stood up and flushed. I walked over to the sinks to wash my hand, Amy then told me I smelled a bit, not wanting the guys to know what I'd been doing I sprayed a little bit of perfume on and head out back to the table. When we got back both the guys were smirking. We both looked at them unsure about what they were laughing at. Okay which one of you took a shit said Craig jokingly. We both tried to play it off but it was quite obvious by the amount of time we where in there in a mostly empty bathroom that one of us must have taken a poo. I laughed it off pretending not to be bothered. As we went to walk through the door out Steven my boyfriend went 'it was Rachael she smells more of perfume than Amy to try and cover up any smell'. I just found the funny side and gave a sort of annoyed smile before saying, 'good work holmes' . Which caused them all to start laughing. And I could tell that he was pleased he'd figured out that it was me who had pooed. we went to the cinema then and had a good time. Nobody brought up my little incident again for the rest of the night but Steven has joked about it since. I'm a litttle disappointed that I got caught, I don't think it's very ladylike or femime to have a poo on date but when nature calls you got to go for it. Anyway that's my story and probably the only embarrassing moment in my life that I can remember. Thank you for reading people.


Gillian

Worst outhouse experience

I found this website open on my boyfriend's computer, not exactly sure what he was doing but he is at work so I'm bored and decided to read some stories. I have always been bathroom shy ever since I was a little girl, never used a public restroom until I was 21. After reading some experiences from other people, I am confident enough to share what happened to me last week.... So my name is Gillian, I am 25 years of age, I have long blonde hair that goes to the middle of my back. I am a little over 5'2 but not much and I usually keep downstairs clean shaven but I've been to lazy to maintain it here lately so I just let myself go completely. Actually now that i've mentioned that once I'm finished this story I am going to go clean myself up as A surprise for when Chris gets home. Sorry I get easily distracted so here goes. Last weekend Chris took A few days off work(he is A construction worker) and we went camping just outside of LA. Chris set up the tent while I went for A walk. I never had my morning pee yet and we stopped into Starbucks on the way up here so I took a roll of TP with me just in case. I walked about 1.5 miles when my bladder started singing but I was in A clearing, there was nobody around but still I was shy I never peed or pooped anywhere but my own bathroom before. There was only that one time I peed in A public restroom 4 years ago and I had no other choice my girlfriend and I were out shopping and it was either I went to the bathroom or did it in my pants. As luck would have it I noticed what looked like A portable toilet just up the trail A little further so I made my way there. As I got closer, I noticed there was no door on it. By this point I was doing the pee dance, I felt like my kidneys were going to explode and my stomach was starting to make gurgling noises. So I took my chances and went inside. I stood back on to the toilet pulled my jeans down to my knees and sat down. As soon as I sat down my pants fell to my ankles and I was not wearing any underwear. A little dribble of pee starting flowing out of me and then it turned into a full stream it was like someone turned on a kitchen faucet inside of me. Halfway through peeing, I let out a huge fart that echoed the whole outhouse. Now the coffee was hitting bottom and there was nothing I could do it was like I was giving birth to a child, it was coming and fast. I sat there praying that nobody would walk by and see me like this. My bum started opening and a few mini turds came out. Then I could hear crackling, the monster was on the way. I had a little bit of service so i texted Chris and told him that I was okay but I was going to be a while. He replied "are you okay babe"? I texted him back and said "yes i am fine". Myself and Chris have been together since high school but I have only peed in front of him, anytime I have to do number 2 I closes the bathroom door, turns on the fan and the water in the sink and bathtub. The turd got stuck about halfway so I pushed A little but it would not budge. So I sat there patiently waiting for it to move. All of a sudden I heard footsteps from a distance, at this point I was terrified. I bared down and pushed with whatever strength I had in me. The footsteps were getting closer as the turd was starting to wiggle. I sat back pressed in my stomach and pushed extremely hard. I had my eyes closed so I couldn't see anything. Finally the monster hit the ground below me with a huge thump. As soon as I opened my eyes I seen a little boy outside the outhouse that was no more than seven years of age. Before I could attempt to say anything or cover myself up he says to me "what a cute cat you have on your lap" I was a little stunned at first but then I realized what he was talking about. My legs were open I must have opened them while I was pushing and he could see my pussy plain as day. I asked him to turn around while I wiped and pulled my pants back up. Once I was decent again I said "alright kid all yours". I walked back to the campsite my face was red as anything. Chris asked what happened so I told him and then I said "I feel bad for the poor kid, he's going to be scarred for life". I hope you enjoyed my awful experience. Looking back on it now I am laughing but I was not laughing last weekend. Have A good night all I am going to get rid of the cat in my pants.


Will

A couple odd pooping experiences

Here's something slightly different. Recently we were at a local bar/grill that is a favorite of ours. As we frequent the place and I am totally cool with public pooping, I have dropped many logs here. In this particular moment I just had to pee. I was standing at the urinal doing my thing, and just so happened to glance over at the stall next to me, with which my butt has made acquaintance on many occasions. In the moment I happened to notice that there was a sizable gap between the stall partition and the wall. As I look d down, I noticed that the shiny tile of the back wall crated a perfect mirror effect, and I realized I was looking at a blatant image of a butt leaned forward on the toilet spewing out poop. I stopped and wondered how many guests have glanced over while taking a pee and seen me plopping my logs! A bit weird but no biggie as I'm a very unashamed pooper.
The second experience happened recently when we were at a minor league baseball game. As so often happens in public I felt the need to poop and headed for the bathrooms. As I entered I noticed that a dad had brought his girl in the bathroom with him, maybe 6 or 7 years old. A bit awkward but no big deal. I entered a stall and sat, and began to push out my load. Suddenly I was a bit jarred to see the young girls head peaking between the cracks! "Daddy daddy the boy is pooping!" she exclaimed! I was slightly taken aback but really couldn't do anything but laugh as I continued to plop out my logs. "Well, he needed to go!" I heard the dad exclaim. The girl continued to peer thru and make eye contact with me until the dad grabbed her and pulled her away. At that point I finished and wiped and continued on my way!


Will

Morning school poop

A story from a while back....When I was in high school, I took an honors class that required me to arrive about half hour earlier than normal. As I took the bus, this translated to about an hour for me. So me and a couple of other students would filter in fairly early and just bide our time outside of the classroom. The boys and girls bathrooms were directly next to the classroom door, and neither had any exterior door. They were pretty much an echo chamber and you could hear every little sound even if you were sitting well down the hallway, especially at this time in the morning as the school was literally empty.
On this particular morning as I was riding the bus I felt the fairly urgent need to empty my bowels. No big deal I thought. Hopefully I'll be the first one there. As luck would have it when I arrived at school, this girl Carrie was already there and sitting directly across from the bathroom doorways. I silently moaned to myself. This was going to be embarrassing! "Hey" I said to Carrie. "What's up?" She said...Nothing much I mustered and sat down next to her. We made small talk for a few moments in the silent hallway. After a few moments she said "be right back!" and headed into the bathroom! I thought it would be slightly strange if I jetted into my bathroom at the same time so I clenched my cheeks and waited. I heard Carrie enter the stall, pull down her pants, and then.....a carefree piss then a loud plopping of poop! I could see her feet shifting under the stall as she pulled at the paper and wiped. The flush came and she washed her hands and exited.
As she walked out the door she smiled at me. At this point I dorkily said "my turn!" and went into the boys room. I entered the first doorless stall, dropped my pants and let the poop flow. Knowing Carrie was hearing everything was actually kind of invigorating, knowing I had just listened to her do the same. Relieved, I finished up, exited, and had a casual conversation with Carrie before class. As we were sitting there another guy from class arrived and took a loud poop. It was kind of refreshing really, everyone just doing their business. I don't know why pooping is so stigmatized.


Monday, May 28, 2018


billybobby
It was New Years' Eve on December 31, 2015. It was almost going to be New Years 2016. One of my friends, her name was Andrea. She is a cute skinny asian who had blonde hair at the time. When we got into a room, she hurried to the bathroom door and slammed the bathroom door shut. 5 seconds later, she let out a massive plop fart. We were staying at a bedroom with the bathroom door right next to her, so we could hear everything. Every few seconds, I would hear plops and farts coming out of her. They were really loud, and I could smell the odor stench coming from the bottom of the door. My aunt asked, what she was doing in there that it stinks so bad. She didn't answer cause she was too shy. She continued to fart and plop every few seconds, and they were extremely loud, the whole room could hear bombs dropping off in the toilet every second. She was pooping for 5 minutes straight, dropping bomb noises at least every 5 seconds. At the end, she let out 2 huge plops that made the whole room stink up. When she was done she closed the door, and left. She knew that she stunk up the bathroom really loudly. It was one of the best experiences of my life. It was strange, because I didn't think a girl could poop so loud, and she made noises in the toilet at least every 5 seconds. She would release a huge plop and then a huge fart like every 8 seconds she was in the restroom. She didn't even spray or turn on the fan, she just chose to poop without them which caused the bathroom to stink. She made so many loud and weird noises. When she came out, everyone looked at her knowing that she stunk up the bathroom.


Jasmin K

Hi all and welcome to Hannah

Well it's been 2 weeks of being constipated again in that I mean more problems to do a poo than normal. Well this morning I've managed to do 2 huge logs, both knobbly and needed a lot of straining to get them out. The first had just got too big and hard and had little lumps breaking off and coming out individually as I bore down on it. Eventually it splashed with a solid thud into the toilet. As I still felt full I carried on pushing and straining hard sending forceful jets of pee noisily into the bowl. My bum was pushing out and down between my cheeks and I could feel the like pipe bit sticking out. I could feel another log coming so did another hard strain and it crackled and fart popped it's way out but when I relaxed it went back inside. Several hard strains and bearing downs later it dropped into the water. I wiped and stood to check before throwing the paper in 2 logs one about 10 inches long all chunks and a second that was about 4 inches lumps at one end and formed but solid at the other.

Hannah. Sorry to read that you have IBS, a friend of mine has that too and alternates between bouts of constipation and long periods on the toilet straining to poo and get rid of the cramps and ???? ache or struggling to hold a runny lot in untill she gets to a toilet. Do you prepare for situations where you are likely to get diarrhea ? My friend finds fast food /rich or spicy food and drinking etc can trigger a runny episode so when she is going to be in that situation wears plastic pants over cotton knickers if under shorts or jeans or even tena pants under a skirt or dress.
You asked if I get diarrhea, no not usually,Unless i have actual food poisoning then it's watery loose diarrhea, but that is really the only time I get diarrhea. When I refer to my poo being softer it's a solid piece as opposed to knobbly log,lumps or pebbles.
i remember as a child my mum saying to someone that all her children ( my older and younger sister and me)had chronic constipation. We had to spend ages on the toilet straining to Poo and weren't allowed to get off untill we had done it.
I read in a post of yours and Abbie's about getting a sore bum and piles, I know what you mean - I get a sore bum from straining a lot - sometimes I strain so hard it makes my bum bleed even before any poo comes out and yes I do have piles. Don't worry about them, my first time was when I was 10 I got them really bad after a long period of constipation where it got so bad my mum kept me off school so I could keep going on the toilet. I always remember that because after I got all the poo out I still had a couple more days off school untill my bum got better. After that I got them when ever I was on the toilet for several long sessions to relieve constipation. I also remember that by age 13 or 14 I could strain so hard I used to push the inside of my bum right out - I used to go for my regular morning poo when I arrived at school - used to make myself go weather I needed a poo or not, sitting on the toilet straining untill I made a poo, to try to avoid constipation.

Hi Abbie - I know what you mean about getting skid marks in your knickers and like you I have always kept away from lacy or thong type knickers preferring something that can cope with a sticking out poo. I always carry a spare pair in my bag just in case or wear clothes that can hide/ cope with little incidents.
It's good that you and Lucy share so much, my best friend and I both have poo issues and when constipated a less than reliable bladders as my knickers and bed will testify.
That's it for now
Jas x


pete the poip)

what a dump

Jane the poop wow what a dump!

I can't imagine doing so much poop. Personally id have left the ladies load in the loo and see if anyone was desperate enough to use it.

Interesting as well chap was very open about needing a pop. Great to see. I wonder if he normally spends that long on the loo. his wife had a long wait


Mellisa

Messy Emergency Poop

My stomach grumbled...As I drove, I knew I needed a toilet...bad. I felt more pressure towards my pucker. Something big and gassy was making its way for my exit. I am a chubby girl(170 pounds) and I gorged on buffett food the night before until my plump belly was stuffed...well now I needed to rid myself of my huge past meal. I turned into a Kmart parking lot. As I got out of my car, I felt another cramp. I ran towards the store. When I got into the bathroom, I barely had a chance to pull my pants down when a massive obnoxious fart slipped out and echoe. A second later a very mushy poop poked its way out of my pink rosebud. Another obnoxious fart blew out causing my digested meal to splatter into the bowl. "Omg what did I eat? Had I eaten something rotten?" I thought. I sat and pooped for a couple mins. It was so mushy and extremely stinky. I was embarrassed when someone walked in as I continued to poop. I heard them mutter "phew..." In reaction to my waste. Of course I farted right as they walkes in. Soon it was diarrheah.. And my pink hole was covered in brown shit. Unfortunately it would stay that way because my stall had no toilet paper. I whipped with the one remaining seat cover as much as I could but poop still remained... I pulled up my panties and flush a couple of times. What was once a beautifully smelling meal just stunk up the bathroom...


Abbie

Reply to Hannah

Hi Hannah, I enjoyed reading your last post, sorry to hear you ended up totally weeing your knickers that time when you were out but glad you were able to see the funny side and no-one apart from Katie really noticed. I totally get why the relief was so great that you weren't that bothered, also I hope you managed to get home without anyone noticing that you didn't have any knickers on, I think that would have been the most embarrassing part for me!! Actually when I was at school I had a couple of near misses where I weed in my knickers a bit because I just couldn't make it to the loo in time or had to wait in a long queue to get a cubicle when I was already bursting, I then spent the rest of the day paranoid that someone would see up my skirt and notice the wet patch on my knickers! In answer to your question I have had lots of near misses (both wee and poo) since becoming a teenager but have only had one complete accident, which was when I pooed myself at the age of 15 at a sleepover, I was dying for a poo and my friend was constipated so was taking ages on the toilet and I just couldn't hold it any longer!! I had already got changed for bed and was wearing a long tee-shirt with knickers on underneath, back then I remember a lot of girls were starting to wear more skimpy lacey underwear but I've only ever worn normal cotton knickers and on that day I was really glad I wasn't into trendy undies as at least the poo stayed contained, thank God! Also only my constipated friend found out about it so it could have been a lot worse.
I've often ended up with a sore bum when badly constipated but it usually gets better when I'm more regular, so hopefully not piles!
I hope you can post more stories soon, bye for now!


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Benjamin another great story it sounds like Carrie had to poop a lot and I bet she felt a lot better afterwards.

To: Brittany I look forward to reading all your stories.

To: Abbie great story.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Siford

I didn't wet myself

The last couple of weeks at my school are as chaotic this year as they were in my freshman year. Lots of discipline problems, pranks, vandalism, and things so bad that some teachers just stay in their rooms. The bathrooms are the worst. There's almost no adult supervision and the equipment is badly messed up. Soap containers and hand driers bashed open. Sinks and toilets deliberately clogged and turned on. After lunch, I needed to piss badly. The closest bathroom was no-way. Several times I've seen big guys come in and shoulder-shove those using the urinals. Sometimes they fall against someone else and a fight can start. One special needs 9th grader got his head knocked into the wall as he used the urinal. The toilet stalls aren't much better. If you're lucky enough to get one of the few with the privacy door, some are getting kneed and kicked in. At the end of 5th hour lunch, I needed to pee bad. Seeing the bad situation, I decided to go to 6th hour class, get a pass from my teacher, and then come back after the passing period. I had to do it fast because I didn't want to wet myself with tan shorts on. After I waited my turn to ask for the pass, I was moving my feet and changing my stance so I wouldn't leak. I even got to thinking about what a dumb decision it was to wear tan shorts. Dark blue or black jeans would have been much better. On my way out, I lost more time as a book cart fully loaded got stuck in the only doorway. Once out I made a run down the hall, with my hands partially on my short buttons. There was another group of guys heading in there from the other direction. I decided to take the one stall with the privacy door. There was some piss on the seat, but I decided a year or so ago that no longer would matter to me. I took my seat, yanked my clothing down only as far as necessary and pointed my penis into the toilet. My relief came slowly as my mean piss drain continued full throttle for a minute, then almost two, I think. Then the room got noisier as the other group entered. They shouted some obscenities and together they started lobbying several water balloons in on me. My lap got drenched and one of the balloons got my head and glasses. Then they ran out. I was quite a bit late in getting back to class, but although there was some snickering and laughter with my wet shorts, I knew that I hadn't wet myself.


Steve A

Sammy's Survey

1. How far do you generally pull down your pants and underwear when you pee/poop in a public bathroom & how long you been doing this method?

Ankles

2. Do you pee/poop the same habit as question 1 while you are at home? If not, how far you generally pull down your pants and underwear when you use the bathroom at home?

Yes, in public and at home

3. Do you wipe your butt sitting down or you stand up to wipe your butt after you finish your pee/poop?

Sitting mostly, I did try standing up before and it worked

4. How did your pee/poop habits changed over the years from childhood to today?

Not many differences, but occasionally, I did have my moments of constipation, but it was only temporarily. A simple diet change quickly fixed it.

5. How many times you generally flush the toilet when you pee/poop?

Once, but our toilet upstairs quite often clogs easily, even if it's just a single log and a little extra crap, along with TP as well. So, I have to use a plunger.

6. Do you sit or squat when you use the bathroom?

I use a step stool to poop easier. I think it works better than just sitting.

7. Are you embarrassed to poop/fart in public bathrooms and around others?

I'm not, I actually wouldn't mind if used a Unisex bathroom with both men and women.

8. How often you poop in public bathrooms & when was the last time you pooped in public bathrooms?

I poop whenever I need to go in public, at college, it's obviously at the time since I'm not technically at home.

9. Have you used a multi-stall public unisex bathroom? If not, would you use one with the opposite gender?

I've never used a Uni-sex bathrom before, but there's a gender neutral bathroom in my building with 2 stalls. 1 or 2 women have used the other stall while I took my crap.

10. How long you spend in the bathroom while you poop in a public bathroom and at home?

It's usually between 5-10 minutes depending on how much I have to go and if it's a quick crap or not. It might be longer depending on the situation.

11. If you have to pee/poop in a public bathroom, which one you prefer the most? Bathroom stalls with a door that the door don't reach the floor with your feet showing under the stall, single stall/toilet public bathroom with full locking door that is floor to ceiling, portable toilet or public bathroom stalls that has no doors?

Regular bathrooms with stall doors that don't touch the floor.

12. Are you male or female?

Male in college


poofox

The long-john incident.

I was 12, it was midnight on a dark, cold winter night.

My parents where at work and my cousins where at a party, I was alone playing on my ps3 wearing a white long sleeve shirt and white long underwear with gray underwear beneath those, I was playing COD online, I felt the pressure in my belly but I knew I could hold it, I just knew I could...

I was wrong...

It was a normal game, yelling at other players over the microphone, I farted and laughed, but I didn't know it was actually a warning, I felt it coming but tried to hold it in, but the brown log started moving past the gates and bulged into the back of my pants, luckily, the pants were so tight it acted as a diaper and nothing fell out.


Saturday, May 26, 2018


Carin

Cycling Crap

Last week Mikel, an older guy four years ahead of me in school and a member of our church, came back to our city for a visit. He's in college and almost year around he gets around on his motorcycle. He came up to my high school to visit some of his old teachers and right after the dismissal bell rang, I was just pulling my jeans and thong down as I placed my butt on the toilet. Mikel texted me, asked where I was and I told him. I also told him he could come up to the 4th floor where I was seated in what I thought was the 10th stall. I also gave him the option of meeting me in 10 minutes outside the main office. My crap came out semi-slow, and I texted Mikel when I was about to do the wipe job. I also felt more cleaned out than normal, because he used to brag when we were school playmates that he was the Biggest Shitter. He asked me to shoot it before I flushed. I did, but I got down on my knees, held the phone below--actually well below--seat level because I wanted it to be as big as possible. If my hand had been any closer to my crap, I would have touched it. I so love showing Mikel up and giving him the sarcasm back right to his face.

When I got downstairs and saw Mikel for the first time since his Christmas break from college, he told me he wanted to take me for a ride. That meant a trip to one of our city's largest parks which has a nice number of trails for bikes and cycles. He did. I was seated beside him with my arms tightly around his waist for about 45 minutes as we took a pretty exciting ride. Other than once when he had to break for a squirrel, he was a cautious driver. Having my legs spread 10-2 for the ride did something because when we pulled up to the pavilion where we were going to get drinks, two things happened. It took me a couple of minutes to get my legs working so I could walk straight. Also, I felt the need to take a second dump. I hurried the best I could to the back of the building and downstairs where I knew the toilets were. I barely had enough time to get my clothing down and butt on the toilet before I felt another softer crap blasting out. Mikel texted me for a picture, but I told him he could have a live look. This was a 2-toilet bathroom with only a half-high concrete wall separating the two toilets. Problem was there was no toilet paper on either side. Mikel brought me some from the mens room. He seemed surprised what was between my legs in the bowl. He went back outside and waited while I used every bit of the paper to clean myself.

More than a hour had gone by and when we finished our drinks, Mikel took me back to school because I had to cover a track meet for our school paper. I couldn't believe it but before I got went onto the field, I had to stop in the bathroom for a 3rd, but much smaller crap.
Was it the riding position? Was it the excitement of the rides? I don't know but this was the first time I remember having 3 craps within 2 hours.


Benjamin

Diarrhea in the lake

Carrie and I once again decided to go camping on a long weekend in September, when I was thirteen. As we were walking to the site we'd make camp, Carrie complained that her stomach had been bothering her all day; she'd farted near-continuously throughout the day and her belly would not stop gurgling, with mild cramps.

Her face was set in a pained expression as we continued and I asked if she wanted to stop and squat to relieve herself. She shook her head, saying she didn't want to squat as it would inevitably be messy. We continued on in silence for a while, and I could hear her stomach gurgling loudly, as she grimaced more and more.

Finally, we reached the site of our camp and I set up the old pop-tent, putting our sleeping bags and pillows inside. It was due to storm tonight, so I put up the rain-fly, as well. I heard Carrie grunt loudly in pain and turned to see her quickly stripping off her jeans and panties, leaving her naked from the waist down.

"Come with me!" she said and set off at a run. I followed and soon we reached a small pond. Carrie moaned miserably, clutching her stomach. "I gotta go in here, it'll all wash away." She waded quickly into the water and stopped when it was at her thighs. She squatted in the water and then groaned loudly as a huge brown cloud erupted behind her. Several big fart bubbles rose to the surface as she strained, her eyes closed, gritting her teeth.

She grunted again and expelled another huge gush of diarrhea into the water. The water bubbled madly behind her as she farted uncontrollably for a few moments. Another groan and she pushed out more poop, continuing to fart every few seconds. Her stomach must have really hurt.

Carrie farted and squirted out large amounts of diarrhea for nearly twenty minutes. The water around her was brown and smelled awful, but I knew she couldn't help that. Sweat poured down her red face as she continued to strain and grunt. Finally, she finished and let out a huge, relieved sigh.

Wading to another, deeper area of the pond, where the water was cleaner, she swished her butt around in the water to clean off as best she could, and then she stepped out of the water and hobbled over to me, appearing to still be suffering from occasional cramps even though she was done now.

As we walked back to camp, she let out a few, tiny farts, but seemed empty. Reaching the tent just as a few raindrops started to fall, we gratefully climbed inside and zipped up the tent. Carrie had once again brought a small bucket with a lid to use as a toilet if it was raining too hard to go outside, which was sitting in the corner. A roll of toilet paper sat next to it.

Carrie redressed herself again and lay down on her sleeping bag, watching the rain drum on the canvas roof. I urgently needed to pee now, and unzipped my jeans, took off the lid, and aimed my penis into the bucket, moaning in relief as I emptied my bladder of a day's worth of pee. Carrie smiled as I finished and zipped up again.

"Sounded like you needed that!" she said. I nodded and she laughed.

A few hours later, I needed to poop and went over to the toilet-bucket. Pulling down my pants and underwear, I sat on the bucket and leaned forward to poop. Carrie watched with interest as I grunted and pushed out a large turd, which dropped with a thud into the bucket, making her smile. Another grunt expelled a second big turd, which thudded on the bottom of the bucket too.

I farted twice loudly and pushed out another poop. Another fart boomed out and I pushed out a last, small turd, which dropped with a splat onto the rest. A final soft fart and I was done. I picked up the toilet paper and wiped myself, dropping the paper in the bucket. Done, I stood up and put the lid on, which contained the smell for the most part.

As we were settling down for the night, Carrie told me sleepily about the first time she'd pooped outside. When she was six, she and a neighbor girl, Anna, who was five, were playing in the refrigerator box of a new fridge Carrie's family had gotten in the backyard.

Anna announced that she had to poop and Carrie said to just go in the box, as no one could see them. Surrendering to her six-year old wisdom, Anna pulled down her pants and squatted against the cardboard wall. She gave a soft grunt and her small fists clenched as she pushed. Carrie saw a turd sliding out of Anna's butt, which dropped on the floor with a little thud.

She pushed again, grunting more, and dropped two more turds. She farted loudly. A stream of pee flooded the corner she was in and she peed for about ten seconds, her eyes closed in relief. Finishing her pee, Anna farted again. Another poop dropped with a thud on the cardboard floor as she strained. She pushed again and only let out a soft fart.

Anna didn't have any tissues, nor did Carrie, so Anna took the novel option of spreading her butt cheeks and scrubbing her butt along the wall, smearing it with poop but cleaning her butt. Smiling at Carrie, she pulled up her pants again and then pinched her nose. "Peeeww!" she giggled. "It's stinky in here!" They both laughed and Carrie said she had to poop too. Anna sat down to watch.

Carrie went and pulled down her panties from under her dress and squatted in the same corner Anna had used as her makeshift bathroom. She grunted loudly, pushing hard, and felt a large turd slide out of her bottom, dropping with a thud on the floor. She farted and Anna laughed. After farting a second time, Carrie dropped another big turd onto the large pile the girls had made.

She squeezed out another, smaller poop and let out a loud, long fart, which set Anna off into giggles. Carrie began to pee and quickly dwarfed the smaller girl's puddle in her flood. Finally finished, she used the same butt-scrubbing maneuver Anna had to clean her butt. Now it was REALLY smelly in the box and they both escaped into the fresh air of the lawn, laughing themselves silly.

Anna and Carrie each peed once more in the box and then Carrie struggled to drag it into the trees away from the backyard. She later told her parents she wanted to play in it as a fort and they never found out what Carrie and Anna had done inside it.


Abbie

Reply to Hannah

Hi Hannah, I enjoyed reading your last post, sorry to hear you ended up totally weeing your knickers that time when you were out but glad you were able to see the funny side and no-one apart from Katie really noticed. I totally get why the relief was so great that you weren't that bothered, also I hope you managed to get home without anyone noticing that you didn't have any knickers on, I think that would have been the most embarrassing part for me!! Actually when I was at school I had a couple of near misses where I weed in my knickers a bit because I just couldn't make it to the loo in time or had to wait in a long queue to get a cubicle when I was already bursting, I then spent the rest of the day paranoid that someone would see up my skirt and notice the wet patch on my knickers! In answer to your question I have had lots of near misses (both wee and poo) since becoming a teenager but have only had one complete accident, which was when I pooed myself at the age of 15 at a sleepover, I was dying for a poo and my friend was constipated so was taking ages on the toilet and I just couldn't hold it any longer!! I had already got changed for bed and was wearing a long tee-shirt with knickers on underneath, back then I remember a lot of girls were starting to wear more skimpy lacey underwear but I've only ever worn normal cotton knickers and on that day I was really glad I wasn't into trendy undies as at least the poo stayed contained, thank God! Also only my constipated friend found out about it so it could have been a lot worse.
I've often ended up with a sore bum when badly constipated but it usually gets better when I'm more regular, so hopefully not piles!
I hope you can post more stories soon, bye for now!




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