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Brian

Unashamed Girl

Over the summer, there was a street fair in a village town and a friend of mine and my dads owns a sunglass shop in the town, and I run clearance sales outside of the store for him when there's a street event. In the afternoon or later in the day, a family came into the store. It was a middle-aged married couple and a son and daughter. The son and daughter were both teenagers; I'd say about 16, 17, or 18 somewhere in that age group. They were in the store for a long time because the son and the father were being very particular about what to get. The daughter (aged 16 or 17) was pretty good looking. She was small about 5'3", she had a black dress that went down to her knees, she had straight brown hair and wore grey sneakers. Also, her ass was a little wide. I'm walking by and I heard the mother tell the daughter, "ask Brian." Then she asked me if there was a bathroom around. I then escorted her to the tiny bathroom in the back of the store. She was in there for like ten minutes so you know what that means! She finally got out of the bathroom and about five minutes after that I went in there to piss. But as soon as I walked into the bathroom, it was a strong diarrhea smell and the water in the toilet had brown fog and there was also a small shit string with it.

You know when people close the lid after going number two? Including flushing twice? She did none of that! She just left the lid open and left the remnants of her diarrhea in the bowl! So it seemed like she wasn't embarrassed at all! This is the first time and the first story I posted here.


Pooperlady

Peeing yourself while drunk

I used to drink a lot, but I've never peed myself while drunk. I've always managed to hold it in until I could make it to a toilet, or a bush/parking lot/patch of grass. It was sometimes hard to hold it in though.


Tyler

For Brett the boy who pooped his pants

Hi Brett,

Of course you should own up to what happened. You already know that.

Accidents happen to everyone; it's unfortunate that your parents punish your younger brother. It's hard to say why he does what he does but he sure isn't doing it because it's a good time.

You can use this incident to bond with your brother. Tell him that it happens to you too; maybe not so often...but it happens. He is not alone.

Perhaps you can also speak privately with your parents and explain to them how bad it made you feel when this happened; you can imagine what your brother is going through and suggest that they take a bit more proactive approach to helping him.

((((HUGS))))

Tyler


Tuesday, September 11, 2018


To Brett

How old are you? Was this the only time you had an accident? I would probably tell your parents you had an accident


Brittany B

Finally Pooped in Front of a Friend!

Hi all! I've been busy lately so I haven't been able to post, but I've been keeping up on reading at least. I want to give a few replies before I share a story I've been dying to tell for the past few days.

Lea - I'm sorry about what happened to you, but it sounded like you were very desperate and took quite an epic dump! There's no need to be shy though. Everybody poops after all! I hope you share more.

Charmer - You are one lucky guy! How many times a day does your girlfriend poop?

Erin - Great story about your dump after class. I was often in the same situation, having to hold in a huge poop during class, in my college days. College was great for public dump stories. Do you have more to share?

OK! So this past weekend, this guy in my apartment complex decided to have a party on Saturday night. I hadn't had a good night out in awhile, so I decided to go. I invited my friend Jess to join me. Some of you may remember her from my DnD story. Chubby redhead, thicc in all the right places. We've been friends since we were kids. She came by my place before we went over to the party. We were drinking, playing games, laughing and having a good time.

A few hours into the party, I felt my stomach shift and could tell a big mess of turds was on the way. The McDonald's I had for lunch was back for vengeance! I told Jess that I had to go to the bathroom, and she said she would join me. This guy's apartment is a little smaller than mine and only has one bathroom, so we made our way down the hall. We both went in and shut and locked the door behind us. Jess gestured towards the toilet and said that I could go first, so I went over, dropped my shorts and panties to my knees, and settled my butt on the seat. I was really excited to have Jess here while I pooped! I peed first for a little, then gave a little push, farted a small wet fart and plopped 3 mushy poops into the toilet. Jess was surprised and said "Britt! You could have warned me you were going to shit!" She laughed and started to cover her nose. I laughed and said I was sorry, and that the McDonald's I had for lunch needed out. I farted again and plopped 5 more mushy turds into the bowl. Jess said, "You're so nasty" but she was giggling the whole time so I could tell she wasn't upset or offended. She was watching me the whole time too, didn't look away for a second. I told her I felt so much better as I dropped 4 more plops into the bowl and sighed. I wiped my messy butt 4 times before flushing and pulling my pants back up.

As I washed my hands, Jess took the toilet, dropping her jeans and panties down to her ankles. I've always noticed she's a pants at her ankles girl. I like them at my knees, not sure why, I guess I'm just comfortable that way. Anyway she thanked me for warming the seat up for her and peed for about a minute. While she was peeing though, she let out a soft, airy fart! I was surprised and was like "Jess!" She laughed and said "Oh don't give me that after what you just did!" I giggled and said "Yeah, you're right." Hahaha when she was done, she wiped, redressed and washed her hands before we rejoined the party. After the party was over and we were back at my place, we peed together one more time before she headed home.

That was the best poop experience I've ever had! I hope it leads to more, and maybe Jess will poop in front of me sometime! Hope you all enjoyed. Peace!


Lorenz

Carrie-Anne's crap

Our school district's been back in session for three weeks now. A couple of weeks ago I wrote about how I had to get permission out of science class on the second day to go and take my crap. Two of the bathrooms closest to our classroom/lab had each of the toilets in use and/or the stools clogged up, seats peed over, and mostly cubicles without doors.

Well that caused me and Carrie-Anne to get behind on our lab work. I felt bad it was my fault but Carrie-Anne was understanding when I finally opened up to her and I apologized profusely. She's a straight A student but agreed to take our instructor up on the option of coming in before school at 7 a.m. the next morning to get caught up. Because Carrie-Anne's father had an earlier business meeting, he had to drop her off at 6:30. I got to school by 6:45 and was studying my work book laying against the wall outside our classroom.

Then I got a text from Carrie-Anne. She told me to come to the girls' bathroom which was right down the hall. She said she needed company. So I rounded the wall and slowly walked into the bathroom. I think there were 8 or 9 cubicles. About half of them had doors. There she was in what I think was the 5th one. She had her black underwear at mid-leg, skirt partially pulled up with her left hand, as I heard a couple of plops into the toilet. I asked her why she wasn't using a doored cubicle. She said it didn't make any difference since no one else was around and that some of the latch bars are hard to work with.

She said she craps the same time every morning at home, just before leaving for school. By letting me in she said she wanted to humanize that some guys don't understand girls. I could tell by the changing expression on her face, how she widened her legs and dropped forward with her face almost on her knees that the big one was coming. I was right. It came pretty fast and with her right hand she started rolling off toilet paper. Because of her skirt, I was unable to fully see her actually wipe herself. She took the seat one more time as she finished cleaning herself.

When the first page of the day came across the PA system, I told Carrie-Anne I had better wait outside. She joined me outside the classroom in a couple of minutes. I was impressed with how fast she was able to get done, flush and wash her hands which I was able to hear. Both of us continued to wait for Miss C to arrive. Then she came around the corner, opened the door, while we got a whiff of the smoke from her clothing. Miss C told us to set up our work, but wait for her to get back. She was gone about 5 minutes. Carrie-Anne thought she was taking a crap, something I thought would be ironic. However, when she came back she apologized for being late. She said she and her boyfriend were at a late wine-tasting the previous night and that her normal morning coffee during her drive to work took its toll.

Both Carrie-Anne and I didn't try to hold our laughs. Carrie-Anne told me later more about this humanizing interest she has.

To Imogen:

Thank you for your question. Our school was a uniformed security guard (male) plus their are 8 hall monitors in our building. The monitors are about half male and female and they walk the halls, the bathrooms and try and hurry users along, and two of them also supervise the main hallway and cafeteria. They also come into class and will take out students wanted by the administrators. Often they help students get into lockers and if needed they will help students jump-start cars.


This has to be one of the weirdest (but also the most fascinating experiences) I've had in a very long time. I went to the shopping centre yesterday to pick up a few things, and during my shopping, I needed to go to the bathroom. The bathrooms at this particular shopping centre are unisex bathrooms, so you never quite know who is in the cubicle next to you at any given time. I went into the cubicle furthest away from the door - I value my privacy deeply - but changed my mind because I noticed that the door was partly closed. I thought that maybe it was occupied and the lock wasn't working (which sometimes happens). But I decided to knock just in case, so I did and received no response. I carefully pushed the door open and no-one was inside.

I shut the door behind me and was about to put my handbag on the floor when I noticed something next to the toilet. I was unsure of what it was at first, but when I looked closer I saw that it was a pair of pink and black men's briefs - and there was a poo in the seat. It was a medium brown colour, very solid and firm (probably a 3 on the Bristol Scale for those familiar with it), and it was big and very thick around as well. I also noticed that it wasn't squashed up in any way, the way it would have been if the wearer had done it while actually wearing the briefs - the briefs looked quite tight fitting. This made me wonder. Either they had pulled the briefs down a bit to make room for the poo not to squash, or else they had taken the briefs off and done the poo onto the briefs before putting them on the floor.

It certainly looked as if they had needed to go urgently, judging by the size, but why would they have done that and then left it there for everyone to see and smell (and did it stink!). I do not understand the rationale behind that. If it was the former option, it is kind of understandable, because sometimes we genuinely are not able to make it to the toilet in time in spite of being very close to it. However, if it was the latter, why would they have ruined a good clean pair of underwear - not only by dumping in or on it, but also by leaving it in the bathroom without disposing of it properly?

Maybe it could have been done just as a means of attracting attention or of grossing other people out. That is, if it wasn't a genuine mistake. I didn't want to use that cubicle after all, so I shut the door behind me and went into the adjoining one. When I finished, I went out and washed my hands. A cleaner came in, so I discreetly informed her of the situation. She agreed to look into it, and I just hope that it was all able to get sorted out.

With respect to bodily functions, I do believe that it is better to let them out rather than holding them in - comfort is important - but it is always important to clean up afterwards. I myself have enjoyed experimenting with doing my bodily functions in unusual places, however, when I do, I always leave the place where I did it in as good a state as before I was there. Even on the rare occasions that I've had accidents, I've cleaned up after myself. I also would never leave my toilet business on display for others, because I know that not everyone wants to smell or look at what I've produced.

That being said, I really hope that whoever did that felt better afterwards. I know the situation was a bit strange but as I said earlier, better out than in...


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Bianca it sounds you got pretty lucky and avoided an accident.


To: Erin great story it sounds like you had a great poop and I bet that other girl did as well.

To: Charmer it sounds you got very lucky and get to enjoy so many good times.

To: Maya great story it sounds like you both had great poops.

To: Lea great story.

To: Jessica B it sounds like you both had good poops.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Shadow

Pee Tests Online

Hey guys, haven't posted in a while.

imogen: love your stories, and I love accident stories. this one well and truly was pleasing to read.

brett: just tell your parents that it might have been a pet, other sibling, some homeless guy, even blame your father! sorry about your accident.

so my fellow poopers, I have a nice story about last night. I had the computer to myself and I was naturally looking up disgusting things, I feel like I am addicted to it. anyway, I came across an "I can make you pee" test, which sounded fun. It started with "go drink two cups of water and come back in ten minutes, how do you feel?" and then they asked questions like "spread your legs, how do you feel?" and I ended it feeling like my bladder was a lot fuller, but I enjoyed it. I did 4 more, back to back with no break. at the end, It felt like if I didn't go right at that moment, I would have some nasty knickers to worry about. problem was, my mom was yelling at me to get in the shower. the toilet that we used that was in the same bathroom as our shower wasn't working. so I hoped that I could hold it, and got in the shower. but the minute I heard the shower sprinkle on my back, I was a goner. I let out some pee and couldn't stop it. I stood there like an idiot for at least 5 minutes, not even joking, I have a 4 minute shower timer and it went off long before the flow even slowed down. I just kept peeing. by the time I was done, my father had come in twice telling me that I needed to get out, because my siblings wanted a bath.

That's all I have for today, can't believe anyone could pee so much at once! it actually felt pretty good, maybe I'll do it again after this post, to get it all out. :)

If people have accident stories, I love those! plz post them!


Skeletor

The Island

Hi,I just found out about this site and I thought I would share a story from this summer with you. Basically,I went to Formentera (in spain) with one of my best friend. One day we swam to a little island that was pretty close to the beach,but most completely deserted. We explored it and it was very cool. That morning I didn't went to the bathroom because we were in hurry and I didn't want to make my friend wait,but when we we got to the island I started realizing that it was a bad idea: the need to go was growing bigger and bigger. My friend was not very open about bodily functions and I knew he probably never pooped outside, so I couldn't just told him the truth. Luckily we stopped at a beach,and with the excuse of searching for a better place to swim I started getting far from him. When I was far enough from him I found a big cliff and let loose. The guys on the boats in front of me probably could tell what i was doing but the relief was so big I didn't even care. The pile of shit was so big and smelly that I tried to cover it with some rocks so thst mt friend wouldn't notice. Luckily we didn't pass for that rock when we left.


Abbie

Latest news

Hi everyone!
Imogen- I have been for a wee when swimming in the sea too but I know what you mean about it feeling wrong! Quite often the loos are just too far away so its just easier to go when your swimming. Also picking up on something you mentioned in the post before, it must have been a bit awkward for your friend Heather to have needed a wee when she was wearing a jump suit, like you said you've practically got to strip to your bra and knickers which is fine in a toilet cubicle but a bit embarassing if your behind a bush!! I don't actually own a jump suit myself but if I did I think I'd be cautious about wearing it if I thought I might need to have a wee out in the open. I hope you can post again soon.
Luckily my good run of being less constipated seems to be continuing, I'm able to go for a poo every other day at the moment which is alot easier and although I have to push a bit its really not that bad. I'm still sitting on the loo for 10-15 minutes after breakfast, when I get home from work and after tea and I usually have a poo when I get back from work or after I've eaten. I just hope this continues and I don't start to struggle again, as its so much better than only having a poo every three or four days and having to strain really hard and spend ages on the loo. When I have a specific story to post I will tell it, but for now I will wish you all satisfying and enjoyable toilet visits!


Rick

At the Doctor's

Hello again! My first story here will be about myself. It wasn't anything special, but here goes. On Tuesday, I had an appointment at the doctor's early in the morning. I woke up early and went through my morning routine, had some breakfast and drank a cup of tea or two. Before I left the house, I took a quick pee. I hadn't pooped at all on Monday and felt a light pressure in my gut, but it didn't feel ready to come out just yet so I decided to postpone it until I got back. Arriving at the doctor's, I sat down in the waiting room and as luck would have it, I was told by the receptionist that the doctor was stuck in traffic and would take a while longer to arrive. So I waited and, as I did, felt a growing urge to take a dump. After a good twenty minutes, I eventually decided to ask the receptionist for the bathroom.

The bathroom was a small, single occupancy type. Just a toilet, sink and a paper towel dispenser, which was nice since I don't really like hand dryers. I locked the door and walked over to the toilet while undoing my belt. As expected from a doctor's office, it was really clean so I didn't bother wiping the seat and just dropped my pants and shorts to my ankles and sat down. Almost immediately, I let out a bunch of loud farts. I gave a first push and started peeing. While I emptied my bladder, I farted two more times, then felt my butthole open and the first piece of poop slowly peeking out. I pushed more strongly and felt the turd slowly creeping out. It was a really hard one. My pee soon slowed down to a trickle while the turd just kept coming. I grunted a bit as I pushed some more and after a good two minutes, the log finally dropped with a big splash. It was about an inch wide and at least eight inches long, and it immediately started to stink up the small bathroom. I felt a second piece following right behind so I took a deep breath and pushed, farted again and felt the next log sliding out. This one was maybe half the size of the first piece. It was also a bit softer so it slid out easier, plopping into the bowl only a minute later. I pushed out a few smaller pieces afterwards, then grabbed some toilet paper and started wiping. I only had to wipe two times, then stood up, pulled my pants back up and flushed. It all went down easily, though I did leave a thick skid mark at the bottom of the bowl. I quickly washed my hands and returned to the waiting room just in time to see the doctor arrive.


Saturday, September 08, 2018


Bianca

Poop Sneeze

Hi everyone! I had the runs one morning before taking metro access to ???? one Thursday (started in August). Anyway, when I sneezed while on my way out of the west lounge area, I thought I shit myself. When I went to the bathroom however, my undies were clean. I did do a bit of poop slop in the toilet, but I'm grateful I didn't have an accident after all. In the end,I guess the sneeze made the poop shift making me think I had an accident when I didn't. By the way, I'm supposed to graduate from ???? this month. I'm looking forward to my home toilet again. Here's something else strange. The toilet that's in the bathroom attached to my room at ???? flushes twice. You hear it drain one time, and then it drains again. Hope you like my story.


Eileen

Reply to Gerry ; The effects or alcohol .

A few times after having had a couple of drinks too many I've peed myself . Also , one night 6 months ago I got VERY drunk and while making my way home a large solid turd slipped out of me . VERY embarrassing to think of that now .


Imogen

Seaside wee

Hey,

To Lorenz - sorry you got into bother for using the loo, does your school have security guards?! I've never heard of that before!!

Last week I went to the beach with my friends from school, as we do every year in late August. There were toilets at the top of the beach but after a couple of hours drinking and sitting in the sun, i needed to go. I realised that it was quite a way to get to the loo and so decided to take a swim in the sea. Once in, I let go. It took a little while to get going as it felt quite wrong, but soon enough my bikini bottoms grew warmer as I went through them. I felt very relieved!.


Erin

After class poop

Hey guys it's me again! Sorry it's been a long time since my last post, life had just been going on lately and I haven't had time to post here. That being said I'm back at college where I have a lot interesting stories lately but here's one that happened here recently.

So I have a lecture class that is at 1:15 and ends at about 2:30pm. My usually after lunch poop comes at about this time so I sometimes swing by the buildings bathrooms if I need to go urgently. This day was one of those days. I had just had lunch the hour before and hadn't pooped at all the day before which is also very strange. When the class started I could feel something brewing in my stomach. I knew I'd probably have to go to the bathroom soon. As the lecture went on my need to poop increased, I kept on needing to fart but couldn't as people would probably know it was me. I kept on squirming in my chair trying to hold it all in. I didn't wanna miss anything in class so I decided to tough it out. I had 15 minutes left of class and I came close to letting out a toot but stopped when I felt the tip of the poop touch my panties. As soon as class let out I got my things together and went straight to the bathroom. The bathroom was just down the hall and 5 stalls on the left wall with sinks on the right. There was 1 other girl in the 1st stall and based on he smell she was pooping. I meanwhile took the last stall and put my bag on the hook and pulled down my jean shorts and panties to my knees. As soon as I sat down I let out this big airy fart with the turd just sliding out of me. It was soooo long. My stall stunk so bad. I pushed and let out 2 more long turds in rapid succession with a short toot. As I did that two girls came in and were talking. Both had brown hair and one was wearing these purple Nike shorts and flip flops while the other was in jeans and Chaco sandals. I heard the purple shorts girl say "I really gotta go" and the Chaco girl agreed. The Nike shorts girl took the stall next to me and sat down. She peed for about 20 seconds and then all I heard was the Chaco girl peeing. Nike shorts girl then let out a small fart with a large poop right after that. I then could feel something coming from me and pushed really hard and let out a loud fart that came with another long turd. I sighed after that. The Chaco girl was done peeing and wiped and left along with the girl that was in there before me. The Chaco girl said to her friend "I'll meet you outside", the Nike shorts girl replied "okay I may be a while". I still felt kinda bloated and it was just me and Nike shorts girl alone. I sat pushing and could here the the Nike shorts girl let out small like plops. I kept on pushing and let out 3 small turds with 3 pushes. I then felt done and looked in the bowl. There were 4 long logs at the bottom with several floating turds. It took me 6 wipes with 3 wads and then I flushed and left some really bad skid marks haha. And I washed my hands and saw back girl outside still waiting.
That's my story for today! Hope y'all enjoyed!


Brett

I need an opinion. Would appreciate a response

I have a younger brother who has a problem with pooping in his pants. He is always getting punished by my parents for doing it. Yesterday, I was coming home from the skate park, and I had an accident. I did a huge load in my jeans, and had to waddle all the way home smelling awful! I was able to sneak past my parents and dispose of the underwear discreetly in the trash. However, the other day, my dad went to drop something in the trash, and found the pooped-in underwear. He was really mad and immediately blamed my brother. My brother got privileges taken away. I feel really bad, and want to admit the truth, but it is just too shameful to admit to doing a huge stinky mess in your underwear at my age. My parents will probably be even more mad at me, because i'm older. What does everyone think? Should I admit that I was the one who pooped? My conscience is nagging me to do it, but i'd rather die than admit to doing a load in my underpants!


Charmer

My gf poops a lot

Hey toiletstoolers. I have a new gf, Lucky (not her real name, or mine). We just moved in together and I discovered that she poops a lot!

I told her I liked to watch people poop so she has been letting me know when it's time. And it's time a lot!

The other morning, she pooped after coffee. She pushed out a thick log that broke off twice and clogged the toilet. A few minutes after, we were mid-conversation when she felt she had to go poop. I followed her back to the bathroom. She leaned forward on the toilet and I watched eight big pieces of poop come out of her.

Later that afternoon, we were playing cards on the porch when she said she had to pee. She stood to go in, then hesitated and said, "I might poop." I wanted to go, but we live on a city block and I didn't want to move all our things inside just to come right back out, plus she's known for having fake alarm poop urges in the afternoon. I figured she would be right back. And she was, with a sly smile, to grab her phone. She disappeared into the house again, and when she returned, my phone buzzed. She said "There was a lot" with a big smile and I looked down to see a pic of the toilet stuffed with at least 25 pieces of her poop. I'm still bummed I missed it.

Soon I had to poop and there were plenty of leftovers that didn't make it in the first flush. I love having a gf that poops so much and doesn't care if I watch!


Maya
So I'm very new to this site and I've been seeing posts from people like Debbie and Kaitlynn so I decided that I'll share some stories. So first off I'm 15 and black with black hair and pink braids. I have slim legs and an okay butt I guess. I live with my mom, my brother, and my sister. Both are twins and are 8 years old. So this happened on the fourth of July and it was about 7:30 in the morning, I woke up and really had to poop since I had a lot to eat the night before. There's a bathroom right across the hall from my bedroom which has a toilet and a sink, the toilet is right next to the door so if you walk in and someone is on the toilet you'd probably see their butt and everything. I've been walked in on so many times and one was recently by my mother. I sat down and farted immediately as I was peeing, whenever I need to have a poop I always fart so much so I'll just fart a lot in my bedroom. As my first turd was emerging my sister started banging on the door telling me she had to poop and I told her to use the toilet downstairs and appearently my mom was taking a shower. I sucked my poop back in and let my sister use the toilet. I went back into my room and was using my phone and then my friend Anika started calling me and asked me if I wanted to go to the mall with her. Her sister picked me up and drove us to the mall, we arrived and she said she would be back at 4:30 and it was 12. Anika was trying on some bras and panties as I was sitting outside the changing room, I really had to use a toilet at this point so I told her I was gonna head to the bathrooms. I walked out of the Victoria Secret and went over to the bathrooms, I saw a girl about 13 and her mother and the girl told her she would be right back the mother said she would be at the Dunkin Donuts and she said okay and headed over to the bathroom. She smiled at me and took the third stall and I took the fourth and sat down and let a wind like fart. The girl had her white short shorts right below her knees and her purple underwear had a skidmark in them, she said to me, I'm sorry I'm about to stink this place up, and I laughed and told her I'd probably do worse. I heard a sound like "flump" and another one, it smelt so bad but I was glad that I had a pooping buddy. My first piece started to come out and dropped in the water along with another piece as well. I heard another piece drop in her toilet as well. I farted as another piece started to come out, I was extremely embarrassed because I just kept on farting but she was also. I rolled off some toilet paper to wipe my bum and flushed. The girl came out at the same time and smiled at me and washed her hands and left, I took a look in her stall to see to very large pieces of poop and a small one as well so she must've been dying to go.

I met back up with Anika and we went to a Papa Gino's just on the other side of the mall. After about 30 minutes there Anika said that she had to fart really badly, we went to the bathrooms for her to fart and I really had to push one more piece of poop out. As we were walking over I saw the girl's mother and she followed behind me, I took the fifth stall the mother took the fourth and Anika took the first one. Anika was wearing a dress and had her panties at her knees and the mother had a nice pair of jeans and blue underwear all the way down near her shoes. My bum was already sore from the massive load I had and a piece started coming out and dropped in. Anika was waiting outside of my stall at this point so I wiped up and we left.

Later on we got back to her house and we went into her room and Anika told me she was gonna go in the bathroom and take a poop. She never poops in public which was kinda weird for me because I don't have a problem with it. So if you were in her room you would have to walk through a little hallway and the bathroom would be through there and a closet. The closet door had mirror on it and I was able to see her on the toilet and she was splitting her cheeks apart, I didn't feel like looking and went back to her room.


Kamdyn

Child-sitting hassles

Last weekend I had my favorite baby-sitting trio together again. Angie is 5, her sister Ashley is 6, and their really obnoxious cousin, Ollie, is 8. He is starting 4th grade and is arrogant and has a bad attitude. When he around the girls he makes them call him The Dumpster and he shows off how big his craps are; the girls are much more refined about using the bathroom, whether its home or when we're out in public. Angie is a little smaller for her age and away from home I've taught her how to use her arms to kind of hoist herself up onto the seat. Ashley does a great job on her own and is encouraging to her sister.

Their mom works a lot and I fill in for her on days when school is out. Last weekend we had for day-long passes for the state fair. Unlimited opportunities on the rides and we spent almost 12 hours there. Angie and Ashley were real troopers and although they got tired and there was no place for a quick nap, they behaved well. Although Angie might have to sit longer to get her pee going, she has patience.

Then there's Ollie. His former babysitter who was a student like me would give in to his acting up and allow him 'one more time' to use the ladies room with her and the girls. When I heard he turned 8 last month I said no way! Because of previous problems I've had with him which go on throughout the day, I've gotten tougher with him. The girls and I walk him to the door of the mens room, I ask him what needs to do, and I encourage him to do it and without any messing around because the girls and I have waited for him sometimes for 20 minutes out in the hot sun.

A couple of weeks ago when we were at the park we waited a long time, he came out with several complaints, but continued to boast about the size of his crap. Sure it grosses Ashley and Angie out, but they are not about to give in and call him the Dumpster, especially in front of me. So when we got home that night before bed I asked to see his underwear. It was gross with more than a smear of soft crap. I ordered him into the bathroom immediately and ordered him to clean his butt up. He had smears on both sides. When he said he was done and I came in to check up on him, I took a piece of toilet paper and with just one swipe of his arse, it was dirty. So I closed the door and told him he had more work to do. Then I checked again. He wasn't fully clean but it was better

I was in the kitchen a few minutes later and over the TV I could hear him doing his Dumpster number on the girls. Ashley asked him why he didn't want to be normal like go to the mens room by himself and clean up after himself, but he got back on that Dumpster routine again. So before bed I asked him what went wrong at the fair. He said he dumped, but someone had stolen the toilet paper roll off the wall. So I told him he's old enough to look first before sitting down. I told him that some women won't even sit on a seat unless they either first wipe it down or lay paper for them to sit on. I told him either of those would pretty much guarantee him not being in that situation again. All I got was an arrogant laugh.

Then when I asked him to review for me what I had taught him, he just laughed again and said I sound like his mother. I told him it was totally inappropriate for a 7 or 8 year old boy to go into a womens bathroom. He didn't say much beyond blaming Angie and Ashley for him getting into trouble. I also told him next time I was going to let his mother know about his behavior. That only brought a smirk to his face.

I think I'm a positive person and I enjoy child-sitting for Angie and Ashley. The mom pays well, actually very well. But I worry about Ollie's attitude and this Dumpster persona he's taken on.


Lea
Horribly embarrassing story that happened to me a few months ago. I was at a party at one of my friends house, it was quite busy she'd invited about 50 people. I wasn't feeling well since before I left to go to the party but she persuaded me to go, saying I'll have a nice time and might meet a nice guy. So I went after about half an hour, my stomach started to feel really off. I tried to ignore it but it got worse. rather embarrassingly I needed a dump. I tried to pass some gas, hoping that would make me feel bette but I was too concerned and nervous with so many people around me that somebody might smell it, although that was quite unlikely as they were all drinking. I managed to pass a little bit of gas as I walked through the hall without anyone noticing. But that only made my urge to go the toilet even greater. So I just thought I'd have to just go quickly, upstairs out the way, just be quick and get it all out my system and hope I feel better afterwards, if not I'll just have to go home. I was quite nervous about taking a dump in sombody else's house, but I thought with the party being down stairs, I could sneak upstairs to the upstairs toilet, quickly do my business, then open the window and try and air out the room and nobody will ever know. I rushed upstairs went straight into the bathroom without looking round. Shut the door and went straight to the toilet on the opposite side of the room. Quickly pulled my panties down then plonked myself down, and let it all out. I was hunched over with my head facing down with my legs spread wide open, in my usual dump taking position. I could hear a lot of crackiling back there and the distinct sound of splashing in the bowel. As I was midway taking my dump, I looked up and to my absolute shock and horror. There was a guy standing by the sink on the opposite wall his mouth wide open also in shock. I was just frozen there for a while. At the time I had no idea why or how he was in there and in my panicked state I shouted at him to get out. He left, just staring at me not believing what he saw. I know now that what had actually happened was that the guy was already in there just washing his hands and as I'd just ran in not looking I hadn't noticed that he was already in the room and had just taken a massive dump right there infront of him. I was absolutely mortified. I didnt even finish my dump as soon as he left I quickly pulled my panties back up, not even wiping! And worse I'm not sure but I don't even think I flushed the toilet it all happened so fast! I grabbed my bag from downstairs and just went straight to my car and went straight home, I was so embarrassed. I couldn't believe what I'd just done. A perfect stranger had just seen me take a full on dump. Not even a ladylike dump which I've occasionally taken in public restrooms, were you try to make as little noise as possible to disguise the fact that your pooping. He caught me doing the type of dump you take in your own house when nobody is around and you can be as disgusting as you want to be because nobody will ever know. He's probably gotten a good look at my lady parts as well, which I shudder to think. That was a few months ago and I've met my friend since then and she never mentioned finding a floater in her toilet so I think I'm in the clear just as long as I never run into that guy agiain. I find it quite funny now which is why I found this site to share my story online, I hope this serves as a lesson to always make sure your alone when going the toilet and letting your guard down, because you never know who's about.


Tuesday, September 04, 2018


Bert
I have a mirror on my shower door. today when I woke up I took a nice dump. I could observe each turd as it came out. the first one curled up in almost a j shape


End Stall Em

My toilet scar

Last week I had just gotten out of a horrendous research methods class when I left class without making my usual stop in the student union to take my pee. Instead of staying in the dorm I decided to drive to our apartment in a nearby community because I had not been with Spencer for several days. I felt good about the drive over there, but as I came upon about the 40% mark, I gave in and decided to stop at a park and use the toilet there. The pain was building and I parked as close to the building as I could. Since I saw several softball games in progress, I felt good about the toilets being unlocked. I walked around the entrance wall and was ready to take my seat on one of the four toilets sitting right out in the open. There must have been 25 players in the room and I wasn't about to take my place in the line. So standing near the doorway, I didn't see anyone coming in or out of the mens door. I stood for a minute then walked out and stood outside for a minute or two. The pain between my legs and the thought of having Spencer see me in wet underwear and jeans caused me to make the radical decision to do a quickee in the guys' room. Zero privacy, as was the case with the girls' room, but I walked into the guy's room, went right to the end stall, dropped my jeans and thong, and took what was a very loose seat. Making sure that I didn't move and risk falling in during my 2-minutes on the stool, my plan luckily cooperated. I tried to take my mind off some guy(s) walking in on me and the embarrassment on both sides. There were gang signs on the concrete in front of me, along with a painted sign citing some municipal ordinance about vandalism and stuff like that. I couldn't help but finding humor in that. Although all the noise and flushing was continuing on the other side of the wall, I stood as the final drop cleared, yanked up my clothing and ran out the door.

Back on the road, within 10 minutes I got the pee pains again. I knew I was 15 minutes from our apartment and I was confident I could hold it. To take my mind off it this time, I listened to the national news on the radio. It kinda worked. I swung into our parking lot, parked next to Spencer's truck and figured I was about 45 steps from the toilet I desperately needed. I opened the door to our apartment, threw down my keys and ran for the bathroom. I had my jeans already halfway down as I cleared the door. There was Spencer, sitting and soaking in the tub. I hadn't gone to the bathroom before in front of him and my butt hit the seat a little harder than normal. I was so surprised to see him because he was home at least two hours early. His sod-laying job crew had quit early due to the extreme heat. He blew me a kiss and said I had his permission to interrupt his bath. At first I took what he said the wrong way. Then he said he wouldn't look if I didn't. As long as my drain continued to work, I wasn't about to say anything. The excitement to my system perhaps caused me to get that crap-coming feeling. I rocked myself front to back a couple of times and a small log dropped. I could hear something sarcastic come from Spencer. It kinda made me feel bad, but when I stood, pulled off some toilet paper for my wipe, I did the dumb thing by forgetting to turn the other way to wipe. So during my 2nd wipe I was within a foot of the tub.

Then Spencer said I was missing something on my leg just under my right butt. I pulled off more toilet paper, placed it against my skin and he directed me onto it. I wiped a couple of times, but he insisted that I didn't get it. I thought he was just playing with me and I was too tired and getting pissed. Finally, I thought of a solution: I would take my right thumb and he would direct me to it. After about a minute of humiliation, my thumb finally located it. It was my nearly 2-inch scar. When he and I finally sat down for dinner, I told him how a friend and I, about seven years ago, picked up some really good money for the holidays by working a huge craft fair at our city's civic center. The toilets were some of the worst I've ever used. Really, really old-style, kind of dirty, grayed seats. While I was seated and shifting my position and weight to get a large, stubborn crap to drop, a large sliver from the decaying seat pieced me and slashed me more as I moved on it. It bled. My doctor did a couple of stitches, and I was given a couple of injections to prevent catching a disease. Then Spencer became more sensitive about it. I had thought I had told him about it sometime ago, but he might have forgotten.


Abby C
Hi everyone I'm back with a story today. So on Monday I was babysitting 2 kids, a boy named Josh and a girl named Ava. Josh and Ava were twins and their mother worked a full time job. So this summer I was mostly babysitting them, first thing first Josh loved to talk about pooping everything you could think of he said out loud. I babysitted them once in July and Ava happened to be pooping and Josh purposely walked in on her and tried to see her poop. On Monday it was pouring out so Josh just played his video games in his dark room and me and Ava sat in the basement living room and watched all 3 Toy Stories. Haha!!! About halfway through the second one Ava told me she was gonna use the toilet and got up and went in. One thing I hated about the bathroom is that the walls weren't good so you could hear farting, peeing, the plopping of poop so I was intrested to hear if she was pooping. The door was also up higher so I could see her pajama bottoms at her ankles and I started hearing her pee against the bowl for about 25 seconds, I heard a couple plops but I couldn't tell if it was pee dripping or poop and I assumed it was pee. There was a pause for about a minute and then Ava farted and about 10 seconds later I heard a faint splash in the toilet and started to roll off toilet paper and wiped. She came out and said that I might not want to go in there because she just had the stinkiest poop and we laughed.

That's all I have for now but I'll be back soon Bye!!!!


Jessica B

From the Ladies after a Meeting

Hello everyone,

I am currently writing about a toilet-related event that happened a few weeks ago, but as some context is necessary, I am done yet. So I thought I would post about a mini-incident that happened yesterday.

I was sipping coffee during a meeting with the customer at their office when a sudden urge to move my bowels hit me. This is unusual, as I normally don't go more than once a day. Thankfully, the meeting ended a few minutes later. I packed my stuff and said goodbye to all the attendees, then made my way to the bathroom. It was your regular office bathroom, with some stone sinks and three cream-colored stalls. I took the furthest away from the entrance. I couldn't really tell whether the seat was clean, so I lined it up with TP before sitting down. So much for my wows to produce less trash! That was all my body was waiting for. I started going immediately, while peeing at the same time. It felt very good, to say the least.

Meanwhile, another woman had joined me in the bathroom. She took the stall closest to the entrance, it sounded like she was in a hurry. Indeed, as soon as she was seated, a loud "plop" echoed through the bathroom. She had no time to lose! Soon afterwards, she dropped two equally loud turds. Then, she proceeded to wipe using a single large (or at least I assume so) wad of paper, flushed and left the bathroom without washing her hands! I'd say she spent less than a minute for everything. Quite bizarre.

I finished my own business by pushing out some slim soft turds and wiping profusely. The strong flush of this toilet disposed of everything, not leaving a single skidmark. Great! This didn't help with the stench I caused though... I then went to the sink and washed my hands thoroughly.

Well, nothing super exciting, I hope I didn't bore you too much.

Love & take care,
Jess


Keith ( White Van Man )

Gents Public Toilet

Hello fellow posters

Recently whilst driving around doing my deliveries, it was early afternoon I needed to go and use the gents. I wasn't far from a facility I use regularly if I'm in the part of the world.
As I walked up the path I saw another guy I have often seen here, his name is Peter, there are 3 cubicles , all we're vacant, Peter took the first I took the second bolted up Peter was chatting away, I was answerering , I dropped my combat shorts down , a quick glance done the pan (all clean ) I sat down , my pee started Peter was still undoing his trousers

His bum hit the seat, farted and he strained a bit. I could hear one, crackling out from his arse,As I dropped my first, in a soft he said that was a big laughing I agreed, at that point he his dropped , the smell from both of us was rather pungent to say the least . I commented about the smell he tried to blame me about four large ones dropped out my arse, Peter was straining a bit not he was crackling it's was out, Peter said he was a bit constipated, probably hadent drunk enough , I suggested he had a real ale, umm yes
he replied, but the lady wife would complain about smelly farts, if I drink ale he told me that was a result. I said does your wife not fart too oh yes occasionaly .We both wiped our arses , and came of the toilet went to basins to wash our hands
Keith


Friday, August 31, 2018


Brandon T

Woman Has Explosive Poop

About 2 hours ago while I was at the library I was looking at some books on a shelf near the ladies room when a woman hurried in and locked a stall door I then heard a loud fart and a splash then she grunted again and a spray of liquid diarrhea was heard she then did it a few more times sounded like she wasn't feeling to good and was lucky to make it to the toilet in time.


Debbie
So my kids and I have been in Florida the past couple of days and I'm writing this on Saturday. Yesterday we went to Universal Orlando and had a blast, around 2:30 I really had to use the bathroom and told Caleb to watch his brother while I was gone. I found a bathroom and followed in behind a girl about 11 with blonde hair, she took the farthest stall down and I took the one next to her. I started wiping off the seat because there was pee on it and looked up at the wall to see a reflection. The girl was hovering over the toilet and spread her cheeks apart, she was clearly trying to poop but she obviously was constipated. I put my shorts at my knees and sat down. Normally if you read my posts I put my pants or shorts at my ankles but of course the floor was wet. I only needed to pee so I started it and heard a massive wet fart and heard the little girl moan. I wiped up and left. Later on around 8:00 we just got back and my younger son already fell asleep, since I bought one room we got another for half the price and that was where Caleb was sleeping. I went over to his side and saw that the bathroom door was closed. I peeked inside and he was on his Ipad playing a game called Sling Drift and was pooping. I heard a piece start crackling out of his bum so I left him alone.

My next story happened at a resturant, I forget the name of it but most of the food was pretty good. It was just me and Caleb while my 4 year old stayed with my mother. We ordered an appetizer which was shrimp. A little bit later we ordered our food and my stomach wasn't doing so well so I told Caleb I was gonna head to the bathroom. There were 5 stalls and I took the middle stall and put my shorts at my ankles and started peeing, as I finished a long turd started to emerge and splashed in.

That's all I have for today but I will be heading home tomorrow with my kids and starting my new job on Wednesday. Bye everybody!!!


Bob

Post Title (optional)First outdoor poop

I've been reading posts for a while this is my first submission. I from NY and was out driving when I pulled into a park. The park had walking and bicycle trails with several cars in the lot. I started walking when I got the urge to push one out, so far no one was in sight. I kept walking until it was hard to hold it in. I walked off the trail into a small clearing, still no one in sight. I was almost hoping someone would walk by. I've always wanted to poop in front of a girl. Well I pulled my pants down, squatted and began to gently push. Soon a nice sized, slightly soft, turd slid onto the ground. A few smaller pieces and I was finished, wiped with some napkins and went back to the trail.
I never did see anyone else, but I will be doing this again for sure. Maybe next time someone will come by or even better run into someone pooping.
Like I said I would love to watch a girl poop or even better have a buddy dump with her.


Desperate to poop

Supermarket relief

Ive been away for the last few weeks -camping and then in a hotel as we were visiting my family. I had one big poop early on but then didn't feel i had another sarisfying poop. That was until today. Heafing to tge supermarket my poop decided it was time and by the time i was at the sipermarket i knew my furst port of call was the porcelain bowl. I went into the gents and the toilet was engaged and the other out of order. I had to wait 3-4 minutes as the gent had a fairly noisy poop. I was very pleased when he flushrd and cane out. I hurried in jeans and boxers down and plop plop plop. 5 sausages dropped out my ass. Oh man the relief. Now i would say this was a pretty big dump but its lame compared to sone ive heard. One log 8 inches the rest about 4 fully filling the bottom of the bowel. I wiped up flushed and left feeling very relieved


Miranda

Bathroom Cops

Back in June Mom took me to the annual picnic put on by her old high school. She was in the Class of '83 and her class was being honored. This is a Catholic girls school so there were a lot of graduates of all ages and their families there. After a couple of hours of sitting and listening to stories about 40 years ago I got up and said I was going to go into the building to pee. I don't think I was gone more than five minutes but since the air conditioning was on full blast, I was shivering in my shorts and top while I sat on the seat. My butt felt the chill too, just like when my friend Kennard and I use the bathrooms at the park during winter.

So when I got back to our group Mom and the ladies were talking about the bathrooms and how they were misused when I came back and took my seat on the bench. They were enjoying telling their stories and I think a couple of them forgot I was there and I was a minor. One caught herself asking me to get her another beer out of the cooler. But I guess Mom's class caused problems in the bathrooms and used it as an excuse to leave class and get a break from the strict nuns. I guess their senior year the principal got tougher on them. Teachers, many of them nuns became bathroom cops before school and during passing periods which were only four minutes long. So after eating lunch, this group of about five of them would enter the bathroom at once. For some reason Mom (who didn't smoke) might have been in there earlier and used the middle toilet. The group had it worked out so each would take one of the toilets adjacent. They would pee, sometimes crap because they said they couldn't get a decent one in during the four-minute passing periods, and the member in the farthest stall would have a cigarette just between her legs. She would take a drag, do a couple of taps on the panel and the next occupant would reach down, take the smoke, take the drag off it, and then pass it on. The last girl would take her turn on the cigarette, then flick it into the water between her legs and immediately flush the toilet while she sat.
Then she would continue to sit and take her shit or pee or whatever.

The group had one girl who would steal one cigarette from her mother, and hide it and a small pack of matches in her book bag or clothing. They were searched a couple of times by the BC couldn't find the evidence. Mom remembers once when Sister Mary came in and questioned her as she was just standing and faking hand washing. Mom's job was to re-direct girls not in their group to toilets at the other end of the room. All the ladies in the group were laughing about a couple of the lay teachers who would come plowing into the crowded bathroom, step up on a vacant toilet and look over the row of girls seated. Some girls got caught smoking that way. But of Mom's friends, none got caught for smoking because they had it well planned out. Twice, though, Mom got a Saturday School detention for leaving a stall unflushed and then not washing her hands. Grandma agreed with her because a tardy to class would have been a loss of points in the gradebook.

When I told my friend Kennard about what happened with my Mom's class, he said teachers at our school have been suspecting some pot smoking in the guys' bathrooms. That's why there are no doors on any of the toilet cubicles. And he said last year an administrator walked in while he sat taking a shit, told him not to waste time, and asked him what he was doing with his hand over his organ. All Kennard was doing was shaking it dry because he saves time by peeing while shitting. He gets questions from his mom when she does the laundry and sees pee stains and skids in his underwear.


stan
Hi Anna from Austria

the ladies probably take the next cubicle because they want to hear you plopping

just let it drop and be proud


Uncle Harry

To Vincene

Great pee stories. As to reading, I don't read in the bathroom.


Tuesday, August 29, 2018


Lorenz

Finding a last hour toilet

At my high school, finding a toilet to use the last hour of the day is problematic--a vocab word we learned in Honors English. Don't know why but more than half my shits at school, which occur every day or two, come after the lunch hour. That means that the each of the 15 (I think) guys bathrooms in the building have been overused and abused. That means several students have shitted on top of someone else's crap. There's toilet paper and lots of pee jamming the bowl too. If there's 5 toilet stools in each bathroom, although some bathrooms have double that, almost all the seats have been pee-drenched many times over.

Yesterday at 12:30 my first crap of the new year was knocking. The knock was getting louder as I scaled the steps double step with about 15 seconds to get up to my 3rd floor science class. When I got into the room and jumped upon my counter-high lab stool, my need became more urgent. My lab partner Carrie-Anne could tell I was distressed. Since I don't know her that well, I didn't want to tell her the full story. But I did ask permission from my teacher to go to the bathroom. I could tell by the look on her face that she was granting me a one-time favor.

The science wing bathroom was nearby and my first stop. Four of the five toilets had pee on the seat and all five had shits from several students jamming the bowl. So I hurried downstairs and scouted that bathroom. Five non-doored stalls, one kid on each toilet and another waiting for his turn. Then I went down to main floor where the bathrooms are much larger but also much dirtier because they are the most heavily used being next to the cafeteria and main entrance. Although fast, I looked into each open stall and everything was as unkempt as upstairs. What was different, however, there was a much smaller toilet which was about half as high as the normal ones that was a lot cleaner. It was on the end. The lighting wasn't good and there were almost two complete rolls of toilet paper available. I immediately unbuckled my jeans, pulled my briefs down and took a seat.
Within a couple of minutes, my pretty normal full piece of crap about 9 inches long came out. From my seat I tried to wipe, but realizing that wasn't going to work for a high school student, I stood and cleaned myself with two wipes. I leaned over the toilet, and pushed down the flusher that was so low it was only an inch or two off the floor. It worked, I washed my hands kind of well due to my concern about getting back to class, and I hurried out.

Unfortunately, I walked right into a security guard who asked to see my hall pass. Once he saw the room number he said I should be using the bathroom on the science level, but after taking my name off my ID card, he gave me a first-week-of-school break. Next offense is a weekend detention. I sure don't look forward to that.


Uncle Harry

To Vincene

Great pee stories. As to reading, I don't read in the bathroom.


Anna from Austria

Question to the ladies

I noticed something funny when i moved to a new office last week.

In my old office the ladies room had only few stalls so it was always very normal to have neighbor most of the times. I do not mind having neighbor although I am always glad when having some privacy when having a poo.

In the new office building the bathrooms are much bigger with about 10 stalls.

But even when all the other stalls are empty some ladies still took the stall next to me although they could use many other stalls that were more far away from mys stall. Found it quite embarrassing because I was the only pooper. they others were just peeing.

If i have lots of empty stalls to me disposal I would always use the other stalls.But maybe this is just me.

Did my fellow ladies here in the forum noticed something similar ?

greetings from Austria

Anna


Sunday, August 26, 2018


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Abbie as always another great story.

To: Kaitlyn first welcome to the site and great set of stories I look forward to reading more of them thanks.

To: Natasha great story about your big poop.

To: Debbie it sounds like you and that both had to go bad her a lot more it sounds like.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Vincene

Mandy's goodbye

The intern I was assigned to supervise this summer was a recent college graduate. Mandy and I hit it off real well and we left work a couple hours early on her last day to stop for a few drinks and celebrate her internship. We got to the bar about 3 p.m. and had downed a couple of cocktails while she killed time until her boyfriend got off work and could join us. Then they were going to head out for a huge concert that night in an outdoor stadium. After two rounds, while our third was being prepared I told Mandy I had to get to the bathroom because I was about to pee my light grey suit pants. I was in pain as I walked between the crowded tables, tipped over a couple of stools and fought to get to the opening under the Ladies neon sign. Every step I took was longer and more urgent. I remembered it was a one-staller, only without a door and I knew my floodgate was about to open. Luckily the door was not locked and I threw it open. I literally ripped my suit pants down and wasn't sure they would clear before I dropped my butt onto the white seat that was shaped like a pear. The pee explosion came immediately. It was furious and I was eager to drain it because the pain of holding it almost made me cry. With the final trickles still coming I pulled myself up but I was stuck to the seat for 3 or 4 seconds. With the use of my right hand I was finally able to drop it, but not before there was a snap or pop noise. Then I reached down and flushed the largely yellow bubbled bowl.

As we were working on our third round of drinks Mandy asked how the bathroom was. I told her it was a one-staller but that that my butt had stuck to the seat as I was standing up. She asked me to repeat myself and then doubled up in laughter. She asked if I had sat in glue or something a few hours earlier when we had lunch at the mall. I tried to convince her that there had been no problem there when I had peed. So Mandy got up, did a much better job than me in navigating the almost packed room. I saw she had to wait at the bathroom door and was kind of dancing around until one of the barmaids came out and Mandy took the seat. Other than it was warm, she had nothing to report about any sticking when she came back just in time to take a phone call from her boyfriend. He was ordered to work a double shift so he couldn't meet up with us. She asked if I wanted to use the extra $75 ticket. I said yes and we had a fourth round of drinks after which we called a ride service to take us to the concert.

The ride came within about five minutes. While I was getting into the back of the car, the urgent pee pain started to overtake me again. We had about a 30 minute trip that was going to be much longer than the plans because of the rush hour traffic. The stop and go and abrupt lane-switching put me on emergency alert. I with no shyness asked the driver what his policy was in a bathroom emergency. He said he had none and would look for a gas station on our way in. He said something about still making car payments and not wanting water damage on the nice red seat. I quickly typed "F### you!" in three times on my phone and showed it to Mandy. She burst out laughing so hard I know he knew it was directed at him. Within a minute or two he pulled off onto a frontage road and then wheeled into one of those old service stations with the restrooms on the side of the building. He pulled in so close to the curb that when I flung the door open it hit the side of the building. Luckily when I put my weight into the door it was not locked. If it had been I guarantee that I would have gone in my pants.

The seat was up. I flipped it down and my butt was on the black plastic instantly. My stream started fierce and ended fierce. This time there was still some pain lingering. At that point, the door was thrown open on me and there was Mandy who had decided she was going to take her pee too. My first words to her were "How F#####G dumb can you be" because as I sat I could see our driver closely aligned and looking directly into the door opening. I reached around Mandy and slammed it shut. She could see I was pissed and she immediately used the latch chain. I later apologized to her because that was my mistake. I got off the toilet and was pulling up my clothing as she brushed by me and took her seat. Her pee was a little slower to start but it continued for just about two minutes. I had to stand and wait in the really humid room. My only alternative would be to throw the door open and give her the same exposure she had given me. After a few seconds of silence, however, there was a series of splashes into the bowl. She was doing a bit of a crap too. She wiped with the last of the toilet paper on the roll and when started to rise, she also found her butt stuck to the seat. Of course, she blamed me until she abruptly stood so as to extract herself.

Both Mandy and I used the toilets twice at the concert. The lines were long and one 2-minute pee took us 20 minutes in the line. After the concert we went out for an early breakfast and both of us did a full pee one more time. Then we got a ride service to take us back to our cars. It was pitch dark when we got back to the lounge parking lot and
squatted over and did a final pee. Mandy was on look-out and remarked that I probably had had enough of public bathrooms that day to last me for awhile. After we talked in the parking lot for a few more minutes she did a squat pee. She said that cocktails and coffee go right through her body like crazy. I had to agree with her.


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I came across an article today that was advertising non-toxic "glitter pills" (capsules filled with coloured glitter) that you can swallow in order to make your poops different colours. I think it sounds incredibly strange and rather unnatural - I would feel very weird if I were to notice pink or purple or silver glitter in my poop or if I had to wipe myself afterwards and see glitter all over the toilet paper. (The glitter is non-toxic but also passes untouched through the digestive system, hence why it will be visible in the finished product).

As a rule of thumb I do not like interfering with what is natural - poop is not supposed to be sparkly! I wonder if there is anyone here who has heard of, or taken, these glitter pills? It would be interesting to hear some different perspectives on it.


Elphaba
Just a quick post tonight. I was scanning the new posts and Imogen's comment about having runny poo during hot weather struck a chord with me as while my poo's weren't runny during the heat wave they were certainly different from my normal poo's; instead of being slim and smooth my turds were more bulky and rough in addition they also floated on top of the water. While I had thought of what might have caused this change I hadn't considered the heatwave. Thank you Imogen for helping me solve that mystery.


SquatSpotter
I'm a 35 year old guy with some of your same issues as far as stress wetting and pooping accidents. Wetting day and night but pooping only during the day. For night time I have found that wearing diapers every night is the best solution and also having a urinal near my bed so when I wake up wetting or about to I can grab it quickly and fill it instead of wetting my diaper any more or the bed. The urinal is also good to have as I always try and empty my bladder into it before laying down even if I think I don't have to go at all and comes in handy on road trips. You might also consider diapers for road trips if you're having poop accidents.

I know. Diapers sound weird and uncomfortable at first but they really are the best solution and are easier to discreetly dispose of. You could put the used ones in paper bags then put that in another bag to throw away somewhere else so your roommates will have no idea. You're not alone in this. I hope these ideas help make it easier. Let us know how it goes.


Pratik

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Bernnardo - nice story. You got any other stories of your maid watching you poop?


Pete the poop

Festival farts and finally pooped

I was camping at a music festival. The second morning after a reasonably heavy night of beer I was farting sbd's all the time but I just wasn't ready for a poop. They were really stinky too! Finally we went for brunch in the village and at the end I suddenly felt I was ready! I went off to the loos a single occupancy male and a female one. Both were occupied and lady was waiting. I tried hard but couldn't stop another sbd. Finally a few mins later the gent came out and I offered her the men's. She didn't hesitate and went in
The ladies it seemed had a pooped and I ended up replacing the lady 3 mins later. I was very glad to get in and had a very quick explosion if soft sausages which stank. It only took a few mins and I was done apart from the wipe. It felt amazing. I flushed and left and 2 ladies were waiting


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