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Sonya Sue

Buddy Dump

Both me and my theatre department friend Nanci are back home for winter break from our colleges. Yesterday, we decided to meet up at our old high school, check in with our old drama coach, and see what's happening with our very close group that over four years spent sometimes 10 or 12 hours a day working on sets in drama, plus additional practice hours on weekends. When we got into the school we found a student assembly had just started on the other end of the building in the gym. So me and Nanci decided to head down to the drama area to hang out and after a few minutes, both of us were holding in our craps so we decided to go into our favorite bathroom in the drama wing. Because we were working long hours outside of the regular school day, our group of about 20 just made it a convenient bathroom for both sexes; we are all such good friends, don't have many hangups using what was intended as a guys' bathroom. It saved a few minutes rather than walking around the other side of the wing to the womens room. Even our drama coach shared our short-cut, as did her young daughter who we helped babysit at practices.

As Nanci and I walked into the bathroom we were debating whether this was going to be buddy dump Number 2 or 3. So we walked into one of the non-doored toilet stalls (none have doors) and Nanci suggested that we take opposite sides of the seat. She pulled her black jeans and green thong down and I dropped my blue jeans and red thong but we found the panels were not going to accommodate that. If seated, I would have had two toilet paper rolls in my face. Nanci was right, though, that between us we weighed just over 300 pounds and that we might be taxing the toilet's capabilities. Each of us stepped out of our clothing. I strattled the toilet and took the far back seat. Nanci barely had enough room to take the seat between my legs and still have her crap make it into the bowl. I said "Shall we.." just as my softer 12 incher was sliding out. She farted about four times, and I faked that I was choking from the smell, and then there was a series of hard balls coming out and splashing into the toilet. We sat for about five minutes just to make sure she was done. She peed a little and as she was I pulled off some toilet paper, took some of it for myself, and gave the rest for her. I guess my judgment was bad because both of us had a use for me. We stood, put our clothing back on and each of us placed one hand on the flusher hoping that would be enough. It didn't budge. Since I weigh a bit more than Nanci, I used my foot on it and that worked. But Nanci came up with the best line--"If that toilet could talk..."


Steve A

Sugar Free Candy's Laxative Effect

Hello, it's been awhile, but I've recently tried out some sugar free candy (gummy worms to be exact) to see if it was true. After reading some of the reviews on Amazon, I wondered if it all depended on our tolerance levels.

So, I ate one small bag & only had gas. But, when I ate 2 small bags on a different day, it did give me a laxative effect, but it only lasted on & off for maybe 5-6 hours, but then I was okay after that.

Now, these were 3.5 ounce bags, and if 2 bags made me "go", then who thinks that this should be used as an actual laxative?


Shannon

Bad poop accident & survey results

Hi!

I've posted here a few times here and there but kept getting shy about doing it regularly. I just had to share this incident from early this morning.

Lately I've been having a few drinks each night to deal with the stresses of work. Last night, I got together with two old friends and we brought a bottle of whiskey and I had about 4 drinks mixed with Coke, and this helped me get out of my head for the night. I was staying over at my mama's house, and I got back and went straight to bed. While sleeping, I had a dream that I was driving and I needed to pee and poop. I woke up and sprinted to the potty, pulled down my panties and sweatpants, sat down and had diarrhea. I'd been constipated for a few days so I expected it. When I wiped and left the bathroom, mama (who was just waking up) called out asking if I was okay- I said yes and that I just took a poop- I took my pants off and went back to bed.

I woke up another 45 minutes later, still just about 6 AM, and I had to poop super badly. I climbed out of bed wearing just a t shirt and my white panties, quickly slipped on some sweat pants and I just froze as my butt started to quiver. I had to clench and move back to the bathroom to go potty when I froze again and couldn't move, my butt just opened quickly and diarrhea started spilling into my panties (just white, fruit of the loom, full butt ones). I peeked inside the part between the leg holes and covering my butt and there looked to be about a half gallon of hot and completely wet poop, and about another quart of the poop was running down my legs and it was really stinky.

I didn't want to worry mama by tying up the bathroom and showering, so I grabbed another pair of my fresh tighty whities and slipped outside, pulled my sweatpants and panties off and hosed myself off. I threw the sweats in the washer and looked at the panties. Unsurprisingly, they went from being white undies to entirely brown across the back so I just threw them away, and put on the fresh panties. I felt better and went back to lie down.

Also, survey answers!

Personal description: I work as a teacher in a large southern city. I'm white, skinny and have reddish blonde hair.

2) Age: 24

3) Gender: Female

4) Am I OK pooping in public? Yes, ever since high school I've just been happy to poop if I need and there's any public toilet nearby.

5) Have you recently pooped in a fast-food or sitdown place? Yes, I was at a bar and had to go take a poop.

6) How many stalls? 4

7) Did I use a seat cover or hover? Neither. I sit on the potty just bare butt. If there are any nasty fluids on the seat, I'll wipe them off first. Seat covers feel uncomfortable to me and it takes too long to put down layers of toilet paper. It sounds weird but just sitting bare butt on the toilet makes me feel at home so I relax easier.

8) Did I use the toilet before or after my meal. During but I tend to poop and pee after eating.

9. Was anyone else in the bathroom? Yes, 1 other lady but she was washing her hands while I pooped so she was gone soon.

10. How long did it take me? About 5-10 mins. It took a lot of pushing and took a while to clean afterwards.

11. How many wipes? It was probably at least 10. It was one of those poopies where wiping takes forever because it never gets completely wiped away.

12. Any other details you'd like to add. None for this. Just a standard, happy poop :)


Restaurant Pooper

Thanks for sharing

Thanks for sharing Vincene and Taylor. I really enjoyed reading your answers. I figured since I never answers the questions myself I would go ahead.
1.Describe yourself
I'm 6ft, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes.
2. How old are you
24
3 Gender?
Male
3. Are you okay with pooping in public or are you shy?
I grew up with struggling to poop in any public place but after college, it seems to come easier.
4.Have you recently pooped in a restaurant fast food or sit down? If it's a national chain if so what's the name?
Yesterday, Saturday at a Chick-fil-A I was having lunch at.
5.How many stalls did the bathroom have?
2
6.Did you use a toilet seat cover or did you hover?
I used a toilet seat cover.
7.Was it before or after your meal?
It was after.
8.Was anyone else in the bathroom?
Yes some one came in after I sat to use the urinal.
9.How long did it take you?
About 6 minutes
10.How many wipes?
7 wipes. I have really messy poops.
11.Any other details you'd like to add?
I pooped a log about a foot long about 3 inches in diameter. I really enjoy the feeling of a good poop. Nothing beats that feeling of letting a big poo slide out. I wish I could poop more just to have that feeling more often.


Steve A

Sugar Free Candy's Laxative Effect

Hello, it's been awhile, but I've recently tried out some sugar free candy (gummy worms to be exact) to see if it was true. After reading some of the reviews on Amazon, I wondered if it all depended on our tolerance levels.

So, I ate one small bag & only had gas. But, when I ate 2 small bags on a different day, it did give me a laxative effect, but it only lasted on & off for maybe 5-6 hours, but then I was okay after that.

Now, these were 3.5 ounce bags, and if 2 bags made me "go", then who thinks that this should be used as an actual laxative?


Restaurant Pooper

Thanks for sharing

Thanks for sharing Vincene and Taylor. I really enjoyed reading your answers. I figured since I never answers the questions myself I would go ahead.
1.Describe yourself
I'm 6ft, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes.
2. How old are you
24
3 Gender?
Male
3. Are you okay with pooping in public or are you shy?
I grew up with struggling to poop in any public place but after college, it seems to come easier.
4.Have you recently pooped in a restaurant fast food or sit down? If it's a national chain if so what's the name?
Yesterday, Saturday at a Chick-fil-A I was having lunch at.
5.How many stalls did the bathroom have?
2
6.Did you use a toilet seat cover or did you hover?
I used a toilet seat cover.
7.Was it before or after your meal?
It was after.
8.Was anyone else in the bathroom?
Yes some one came in after I sat to use the urinal.
9.How long did it take you?
About 6 minutes
10.How many wipes?
7 wipes. I have really messy poops.
11.Any other details you'd like to add?
I pooped a log about a foot long about 3 inches in diameter. I really enjoy the feeling of a good poop. Nothing beats that feeling of letting a big poo slide out. I wish I could poop more just to have that feeling more often.


Bianca

Comments

To Vincene: great confidence in pooping in public! Also great survey. To Icy: Sorry you pooped your snowpants, but if I were in your situation, I'd risk a freezing butt. Although this sounds gross, at least the poop in your pants kept you warm. I don't know if anyone has asked this, but does anyone here play games to occupy themselves during a long toilet session? Me personally? I don't, because one of my favorite games (wich I got today btw) has figurines, and the game itself is electronic. Even if I were sitting on the toilet playing a game on a phone, I wouldn't want that to get wet either.


Katie Kool

Poo and pee

I have written before like a year or more ago and was reading some posts today and thought I might post something.
I'm 14 yrs old slimish brunette and love going out especially with guys..I may have mentioned before that I like to withhold as a control thing, which I do if mum has been on my caseI like about too many boyfriends, going out to often or being late In. I can't help it if I'm popular,I still sometimes wet my bed, I seems to happen if I've been with lots of guys, then mum grounds me so I then withold she knows I'm withholding and do so untill she lets me go out again. Withholding also causes wetting accidents and sometimes poo accidents in bed and pants . Conversely I also enjoy having a good poo, making it come out even when it doesn't want to. I always make myself have a poo before going out, i like to be empty and don't want to have to break off from what I'm doing to poo, it's something I'm not comfy doing when around random guys and really don't want to be concentrating on holding it in when nice things are happening. One time I had a full bum from severe constipation which embarrasingly came out when this guy was in place. Hence now I make it come out no matter what before I go out. I don't really bother if I'm not going out as I'm on my play station or on my phone or even doing homework and I really can't be bothered to go and sit on the toilet, the sensation to go goes off quite quick so other than for a pee when I know I'm going to burst I don't bother going. I quite like holding pee too..
Between Christmas and New Year's Eve I was grounded and didn't poo for the whole time. My mum would ask have you done a poo poo today, I would say can I go out ? She would say No and I would say well I'm not going to poo poo then. When I dirty my pants I hand them to her and say - mum it's your fault or when it's my bed I say mum my bed is wet or dirty it's your fault for grounding me and she just changes it. When I was grounded in the week before Christmas after 3 days and nights of withholding on the 4th night it came out in bed during the night, that morning after my shower and breakfast I was going to my Nans my mum did her usual thing when I got out the shower and asked have you been to the toilet this morning for a poo poo, I replied No not on the toilet, it came out during my sleep in bed !
Ok so now to my story of a really big poo. On New Year's Eve I was told I could go out so I arranged to meet a few friends including girls and guys. We were going to a house party and mum had said I could stay over. So I got ready, took great care to get my makeup perfect in a gothy style and wore my shortest mini and patterned hold ups with thick soled boots and then proceeded to the toilet. I shuffled my skirt up enough to sit on the toilet, didn't have any pants ( by pants I mean underwear. ) to take down but had 3 pairs in my bag I case they were needed later . I pushed hard into my bum and went pfarrt I could feel my poo coming, I peed a strong jet which stung as it came out.. I squeezed using my ???? muscles and it started to come out each push it came out more it was rather smelly so I gave a massive hard push and it dropped, soon followed by another hard piece then some softer stuff. I kept pushing as I wanted to be empty and having not been for a week I wanted to do more than that so kept pushing and soon another piece came out and then some soft stuff with each push.. When nothing more was coming I took a scrunch of paper and wiped. It took 3 wipes to get clean. I stood and checked in the pot and there was 1 huge piece 10 inches long and as thick as my arm, then a couple of pieces about 4 inches long and some softer dollops of poo. I flushed and then re sat and tried again for a few minutes and did another thin long sausage that was softer, re wiped and to be sure my bum hole was clean I wiped with a wet wipe. My bum was stinging so I carefully put some Vaseline in it. Then a pee which stung, I got a scruntched of paper and patted my front bit dry stood up pulled my skirt down and left the bathroom and went downstairs. I'd been in the toilet for an hour and mum said have you done it? Yes I replied - go smell it if you don't believe me.
The party was real good had lots of fun and welcomed the new year. Spent the night with friends and got home just before lunch on 1st January. I declined any food, I was very sore and had horrendous ???? ache and despite my mum going on I went back on the toilet and just sat there pushing as hard as I could and produced loads of mushy soft smelly poo. I just kept pushing and pushing and this smelly poo kept coming out. After half an hour my ???? ache was less so I wiped which took loads of scrunched to get clean and then padded my stinging pussy dry flushe and went down stairs. Told mum I had done another poo that whilst they went to visit my aunts was it ok to stay home to get some sleep and I was surprised when she said ok.i went to my room , undressed and decided to put some pants on with a maxi pad in and got into bed. I had been in bed about 10 minutes and my stomach starts hurting and like bubbling, went to the toilet pulling my pants and pad down and sat. As soon as I relaxed lots of loose poo consisting of hard lumps and like smelly water came out. Eventually I pulled my pants up and had a good sleep.. I woke needing a pee but just rolled over and fell back to sleep. Mum came in and woke me about 7pm. I went to the toilet pulled my pants down and took off a wet pad, did a more formed poo and a pee then pulled pants up, got some leggings and a top on and went downstairs.
I have lots of poo poo and pee pee stories so may post again soon
Katie Kool


Sunday, January 13, 2019


Constiguy

Your Pooping Future

It appears that many of those posting are of a younger generation.
If I look back I had no real trouble doing a poo ( except for certain short periods in my life) and no trouble doing a wee. In fact For a very long time I was very regular.
The years have taken their toll and now I really have to work for a poo and I have bladder problems as well.
I have to put a lot of effort into bowel management....the last two days I have had big soft easy motions....there is a God!
For those that have not too much trouble pooping ...enjoy it! For those that have trouble then your troubles may become worse when you get older.
All I can say is educate yourself in bowel and bladder management....it may pay dividends.


Jasmin K

Happy New Year and many good poo's

I hope dealing with the festive food poo's wasn't too much of a problem for you all.

Hi Abbie. Seems you are having similar problems to me, I have wondered if some of my toilet problems started at school due to not wanting to use the dirty toilets there and it is true what you say that secondary school loos are really bad compared to junior school loos.. At junior school ( pre 11 yrs old) I would pee as needed and would also poo if ???? ache or bum ache was bad, I was constipated most of the time and used to also withold bearing in mind at that time my mum made me sit on the toilet for 30 - 40 minutes straining as hard as I could - i used to make my bum bleed ,whilst she stood there encouraging me,every morning untill I produced something which occasionally was a decent hard log but usually just a few small pebbles or nothing by the time came to leave for school. If it felt like it would come out when I got there I would go on the toilet and strain so hard I went dizzy. If I had ???? ache and or was constipated or withholding I would often do some in my knickers during lessons to ease the pain then go on the toilet at break and do some more it hadn't already done it all in my knickers which used to happen quite often particularly when I hadn't been for a few days. When I started secondary school I still used to wet the bed, particularly if I was constipated or withholding and occasionally poo coming out when I slept. Not liking the toilets at secondary school, noisy dirty and often full of what the last person had done I just witheld and ignored my bum and ???? ache caused me to soil my knickers a lot both at school and during the night and made my bed wetting a nightly thing. I Was still made to go - my mum marching me into the bathroom after breakfast where I had to lift my skirt whilst she pulled my knickers down as she had done since I was out of nappies. I was nearly 13 before I pooed on the toilet at secondary school. I had been very constipated and had been off school to so I could stay on the toilet, I also had bad piles, I finally did it on the toilet at home in the afternoon. Next morning I went on the toilet before school and strained and felt a poo come into my bum but it wouldn't come out and it was really hurting. I went to school but it hurt to sit so I had to sit sort of on 1 bum cheek only, at break I decided to take the plunge and went to the toilets, took a cubicle pulled my knickers which by then were quite dirty down and started to strain. I stopped and listened to the chattering from other girls in their and there was also the sounds of others straining so I decided just to go for it and bore down and strained so hard it made my bum bleed again and this hard log started to come out and eventually splashed into what was already in the toilet. When I got home I told my mum I had been at school and she said good and accepted I'd done it. Is was soon after that that I started to go routinely at school on a morning initially if I hadn't done it at home and when I had and had had to rush just to get any last bits out. By going straight on the toilet at school at that time they generally had paper and were clean. My mum said if I was going at school I didn't have to go at home on a morning.
Ok so moving on, I had some rather large poo's over Christmas, not sure if this was due to being extremely constipated prior to Christmas - you will know if you saw my posts. My diet of crap foods and sweets crisps chocolate probably don't help either.
We had large meals at home Christmas Eve and of course on Christmas Day and I admit to having loads of vegatables - thinking I should eat some healthy food just to balance of the junk before and chocolates over Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. My flattish stomach had a definite low down bulge and I must have eaten 1'chocolate too much as I even felt slightly sick. My older sister was staying with us and she was getting her 2 kids sorted for bed so I waited for them to finish and then I went to the bathroom with tray of Ferrero chocolates and a bag of aero balls all set for a long session. I didnt actually have the sensation of needing to poo,my don't get that particularly if I've been constipated hence why I do routine sit and strain. I strained a little and then a bit more and felt my bum bulge, this time I strained harder and my bum felt rather full. I felt under me and confirmed my bulging bum but could also feel a poo crowning. As I bore down on it I could sense my bum stretching more and I am certain I saw the bulge in my ???? move as I strained. My older sis came in and said she needed to poo as she was going out to meet someone. I replied it was on its way could she wait. She then did exactly what my mum used to do, bent me over and lent round behind me so she could see and feel my bum. She said strain hard Jaz which I did and she felt my bum as I did and remarked - it looks huge Jaz force it out really hard. I replied it feels like my bum is tearing,meshes aid no ur bum is actually sticking out with a fat poo in it now push she sort of held my bum as I pushed and said its ur poo is sticking out keep pushing. I was panting with the effort and my eyes were watering due to the stinging pain as it stretched my bum. Sis came back in front of me and pressed really hard on my swollen belly as I strained- I kept farting as I strained, she said Jaz it all the sweets you eat and then handed me 2 chocolates, did I refuse - Not likely I had a breather and ate the chocolates. My was all dressed to go out heels , short skirt nice top makeup etc and I said why don't you go out as ur ready ? sis then said sorry Jaz I'm gonna poo and put some toilet paper on the floor pulled her knickers down which happened to be a pair of tena lady knickers and squatted over the paper. She was balancing herself holding onto the side of the bath then suddenly she did a massive hard strain making a aaaaagh gruuuuuumph noise. I saw her bum open and bulge, she strained again and again same noise but for longer and harder and squirted some pee on the floor. I reached a towel and chucked it to her. I asked if if she actually needed a poo she replied well yes and no as in yes I want to poo before I go out and no I don't actually have one in my bum. I said to her come on let's strain together 1, 2, 3 grnuurgh grruuuumph. When we both stopped straining I said to her that's what you used to say to me when we were younger, you were on the toilet and I was on my potty and you would say that to me. I strained again making my head feel dizzy and my poo moved out stretching my bum to the point where it was so stinging and painful I had to get it that poo out so I strained and strained and eventuall it dropped with a splash and thud followed by lots of smaller logs that literally fell out with minimal effort from me. I wiped which made me wince as my bum hurt so much and sis asked are you finished as I need to be on a toilet to get my bum to poo. She checked my bum before I got up and actually wiped it for me and put some cream on. I pulled my knickers up but not my jeans as they are tight and cut in and would be rather painful. Sis flushed my load and sat on the toilet straining and doing mucousy wet farts. Although she had heels on which elevated her legs she asked me to lift her legs higher as she sat with her back against the tank. She strained very very hard making her bum bulge right out and several peanut sise pebbles dropped out and made a plip plip sound as they dropped into the water. She said **** I'm so constipated I wish Den was here ( Dens her partner) he makes my shit come out when I can't. She said like your doing with my legs holding them up but he does it with 1 arm and then bellies me with the other hand as I strain. I said I would try to do it. She said go slightly to my side and use your left arm under and behind my knees and lift and push back. I'll count to three and strain as hard as I can and you punch me in the belly as hard as you can. Really ? Yes it's the only way this will come out. I held her legs as she asked and she strained very hard making not only her bum really bulge down lots but also her 'front part' insides bulged out and she squirted pee everywhere.. She strained again and went 1, 2,3 and I did as asked and she said again and again as she strained and then as she strained lots of tiny pea sized pebbles dropped out of her bum and they just kept dropping with each push. Eventually some pebbles with stringy mucous came out she had 3 or 4 lots of this. She said let go and sat upright on the toilet and bore down going red in the face and farted with mucous and liquid squirting in the bowl. She thanked me, wiped stood up and said that's a good lot before chucking her paper in and flushing, which needed 2 flushes to get rid of it all..
She admired her flat if not a little marked belly in the mirror and said that's better - same time tomorrow Jaz ?
I thought I might talk to Chloe about how my sis relieves her constipation before trying it.
Well that's it for now - oh I do have another Chloe story to tell from New Years Eve but will save it for next time
Jaz x


Well. it's been a a few months since I posted, mainly because I don't really have much else of interest to post about. My last post was about my toilet poo experience with one of my mates at our local swimming pool when I was an early teenager...this got me to thinking that for me, and I think many others, have their attitudes to toilet and bathroom habits shaped and formed...the age when we are changing, becoming aware of ourselves, and knowing what it is acceptable to talk about or discuss with friends. When I was younger, I found talking about such things was embarrassing, or they were just not talked about, but as a teenager, I found that other boys were quite proud to talk about their 'productions', and would even want to compare and see who could do the biggest, or most stinky poo...I also discovered that girls actually pooped too....I will never forget my friend Susan having to relieve herself in the grass, when we'd been on a bike ride together, and were going home via a country footpath. I was also surprised, but somewhat relieved to find out that teenage boys would quite unashamedly give themselves 'hand relief' in the toilet, especially at the swimming pool, to try and help avoid an embarrassing 'show' if they happened to see someone they really liked.

I remember one more swimming pool experience around this time...the usual little group of us arranged to meet for a morning swim...Lee would meet us there, I would meet Neal part of the way there.I was still suffering with periodic constipation, and had took a laxative the previous night...not as much as the last time I took some before a swimming day, as I had 3 diarrhoea poo's while I was at the pool...I didn't want a repeat of that. I tried to go to the toilet before I left home, but wasn't really ready...I knew I'd probably have to go at the pool, as the walk of a mile or so would probably operate the 'poo switch'. I met Neal about half way there...by which time, I'd started to get mild 'poo pains'. I told Neal we needed to walk a bit quicker, and told him about the constipation and laxative. He went on to mention that he tried to go 'number two' before he left home but couldn't, and that he would sit on the toilet at the pool before going in the water, and try and go again.As we got nearer the swimming pool, the pressure in my bottom suddenly increased, and I hoped there wouldn't be much of a queue at the pay desk...there wasn't fortunately....but I noticed that just in front of me was a girl called Veronica, who was in my class at our previous (junior) school. I had started to get quite a crush on Veronica at that school, but hadn't seen her since we went to different secondary schools. I was suddenly aware that if I saw her when we were in the pool and started talking to each other, that I might have an embarrassing 'show' so I needed the toilet even more now....
After meeting Lee, and all of us getting changed, Lee headed to the pool whilst Neal and I headed for the toilets...There were just 3 stalls...the middle one was in use, but as we got close, I heard a flush, and a boy of our sort of age that I didn't know came out....Neal took the first one, and I took the one that was just vacated, next to Neal...It was obvious that the previous occupant had just emptied his bowels, as there was quite a strong aroma, and there were some light brown marks in the pan. Neal asked me if we could compare 'productions' when we'd finished...I agreed we could if no one was watching, otherwise we'd probably suffer some 'mickey taking'. I took my shorts right off, and hung them on the door lock...I sat down in reverse on the toilet...something that I learned from Lee...it's easy to do when fully undressed, and stops the dirty water splashing back on your bottom if you do an explosive poo, as it just slips down the pan in to the water. It's also the best position when you need to do 'hand relief'.
It was such a relief to sit down. I just relaxed, and felt my bottom open, without having to push...I felt as though I was releasing a very soft poo 'snake' but looking between my legs, it was really a sloppy mess like a cow poo, and it had formed a soft mound, that slowly slipped in to the water with no plops or splashing. It was also very stinky. Feeling instant relief, I started to attend to the other matter, which as any teenage boy knows, doesn't take long at that age. I could hear Neal straining...I asked him 'Can't you go?' He replied that it had just started to come, and I heard a small plop....plop.....PLOMP!!!!!....once Neal had started, it sounded like he had dropped a depth charge. We had both finished around the same time and stated wiping...at the same time, I heard hurried footsteps, and the door of the third stall slammed shut...almost immediately, I heard PLURRTTT!!!Ploppluploplopluplupploplop...pluploplupploploploploplop...I peeped under the partition, and could see a pair of feet with shorts around the ankles...his feet weren't quit flat on the ground, so I know it was someone a bit smaller than me...the feet and shorts were wet, so it was someone who had suddenly developed the urge to poo while in the pool....he finished and wiped very quickly, and left without flushing, and before me and Neal had finished wiping. It was quiet outside the toilets, so Neal and I came out and looked at each others productions...Neal has passed a couple of small, dark brown lumps, followed by a huge log with a lumpy start, and a soft, pointed tail...he must have been pleased to get that out.There was only a mild poo aroma..Neal was amazed that I'd got to the toilet without going in my pants...he said that he probably wouldn't have been able to hold a poo like mine for so long. Holding a poo is fortunately something I've always been able to do. We flushed each others toilets...I can't stand folk who leave toilets unflushed now..it's lazy and inconsiderate. We both took a look at what the other boy had left...almost diarrhoea, a mass of tiny, fluffy yellow banana shaped poops, and not much paper...guess he didn't wipe very well. We all enjoyed our swimming session after that...I was able to chat to Veronica as well, without 'showing my emotions'. I vaguely remember having to go and have diarrhoea myself after getting out of the pool and before my shower...that was down to the laxative...something I'm pleased to say I no longer needed as I got older. I think that's my final lasting memory from teenage years...I'll try and post again if anything comes to mind about later years.


Imogen

Pop up toilets

Hi everyone,

Abbie, great story about you and your friends!

Taylor, great story about your wee and poo in McDonald's!

Hope you both post again soon.

Last week I went out with some friends in London for someone's 21st. We went for a night out and it was so much busier than my home city! Around 11pm we were walking to a club and passed something I can't remember ever seeing before, a pop up urinal! They apparently rise up at night and disappear back under the pavement in the morning. They have a few spaces for guys to wee in, but nothing for girls which is a shame!!


Vincene

Restaurant Pooping Survey

1) Personal description: I work for a financial firm that's large and growing. My live-in boyfriend hogs the toilet at our apartment in the morning so on good mornings I will poop after having a fast breakfast at a c-store/gas type place.
2) Age: 27
3) Gender: Female
4) Am I OK pooping in public? Yes, but I've gained confidence since my high school years. Being away from home in college really helped me.
5) Have you recently pooped in a fast-food or sitdown place? Yes, just 2 hours ago on my way into work. I had a roll and part of my coffee in a booth there. When I went in to crap I finished off my coffee while on the toilet.
6) How many stalls? 4
7) Did I use a seat cover or hover? Neither. I sit butt-down on the seat. I gained a lot more confidence at about age 16 in doing that. I started school doing what my Mom does and that's laying paper of some type over the seat. My first high school had seat covers and I used them religiously. Then my family moved to the to other side of the country and my new high school didn't have them. After a little hovering and some lining the seats with toilet paper, I gave up and now just sit down. Most of my friends do the same.
8) Did I use the toilet before or after my meal. Actually, during it I guess because I took my coffee in.
9. Was anyone else in the bathroom? Yes, 3 of the 4 toilets were taken with poo-ers.
10. How long did it take me? About 8 or 9 minutes because the first part was hard.
11. How many wipes? About 6. These were the squares already cut and I find those the hardest to use. They are also wasted because some users try to stack them over the seat as a type of cover. I wouldn't think that would work well.
12. Any other details you'd like to add. Three ladies and a school-age girl were waiting for my toilet when I flushed. The winner in the "race" reminded me that I was leaving my coffee mug on the floor. I thanked her because I hate to see good coffee wasted.


Icy

Winter troubles

As a kid, playing out in the snow meant a few things. Restricted movement because of how many layers you have to wear, long Johns, and a higher chance for an accident. I had a lot of accidents as a kid, wetting and sometimes messing. But since it's the middle of January, I figure I'd talk about my most embarrassing winter accident. This was sometime around middle school on a snow day. I was decked out in long johns, and layers of warm clothes over snow pants and a big winter jacket. We used to live near a big open gravel pit. Abandoned but full of fun areas to hike around. We even played with nerf guns sometimes. But regardless I went alone today, and got pretty far into the pit. But I was quickly feeling my bladder fill up and even worse, my bowels shifting around. Needless to say the extra large breakfast I'd had before was coming back in force. I could tell it was solid but there was no way I wanted to squat down in the middle of an open pit while the temperature was below freezing. So I started home as fast as my little legs could carry me. Honestly I'm not sure I would have made it with or without those snow pants on, but I do know they slowed me down big time. It didn't take long to lose the battle though. I was pretty close to the exit when my body stopped listening and I froze in place, legs spread a bit from both the poofy pants and preparation for what was coming. My knees bent against my will and I gave up. I stood still, red in the face, and staring into the distance as it happened. My legs were immediately warmed up as I peed full force into my long Johns. And as I trickled to a stop I began the messing process. A slow but steady unload into my pants had me feeling beyond humiliated, if not a little warmer than I was before. As I finally finished pooping myself, I spread my legs into an even wider stance to accommodate the large mass in between my cheeks. This accident's size would be impressive to any middle schooler. As I waddled home in my rapidly cooling pants, every step was wet due to how full of pee my boots were, and full of poop my pants were. Making the most awkward walk of shame I've ever had. The only thing warming me was the mess pressed against my bum. Which as gross and huge as it was, never fully cooled down. Regardless I'll never forget how weird it was to mess and wet a pair of snow pants. But dispite all that, I still love winter and the cold. So I guess that's a good note to end this on lol. Anyone else share my fate?


Taylor

Survey answer

1.Describe yourself
5'4, long brown hair, average sized chest, large hips, curvy but healthy.
2. How old are you
25
3 Gender?
Female
3. Are you okay with pooping in public or are you shy?
I have no problems at all with pooping in public.
4.Have you recently pooped in a restaurant fast food or sit down? If it's a national chain if so what's the name?
Today, at McDonalds
5.How many stalls did the bathroom have?
5
6.Did you use a toilet seat cover or did you hover?
I just sat on the seat.
7.Was it before or after your meal?
After
8.Was anyone else in the bathroom?
Yes
9.How long did it take you?
About 5 minutes
10.How many wipes?
4 for the rear, 1 for the front
11.Any other details you'd like to add?
See my story below.


I was in town today running a few errands and decided to treat myself to McDonalds for lunch. It's not very often I have it so when I do it's extra enjoyable. It was fairly busy there but I still managed to find a table to myself easily enough and sat down to enjoy my meal. I always, always take my time when eating and this was no different. It was probably 30 minutes before I had finished my food, including the large milkshake. I spent a few minutes replying to text messages and by that time the milkshake had began working its way through my body and I really needed a wee. I could have done with a poo as well so I threw away my rubbish and headed to the toilets.

The toilets were busier than I expected but not so bad that there was a line and after waiting for less than a minute the middle stall of five opened up and I took it. Pulling my jeans and thong to my calves as I sat down. To my left was a pair of jeans and trainers, and to my right was a woman wearing tights and beautiful heels. Both peeing. They soon left and as their stalls were being repopulated, my backdoor opened and I was gently stretched by my poo slowly but effortlessly coming out of me. After a few seconds it fell into the bowl with a splash and I started peeing as the next piece made its way out just as easily. Both ladies next to me were peeing also.

My poo quickly broke off with another splash and I peed for another 15 seconds before getting some toilet paper to wipe with. I used four pieces for my behind then wiped my front before standing up and getting dressed again. I flushed the toilet, left my stall to wash my hands and then carried on with my day.


Wednesday, January 09, 2019


Aaron
Happy New Year to you all! I hope you had a great Christmas and New Year. I have another story for you guys.

On Tuesday, I got sent on a training day by my work. It was in a different city in quite a trendy hotel. There were about sixty -seventy people there in total with people there from all over the country. The function room was laid out in cabaret style with about eight people to a table. I sat next to a guy called Sam who was about my age who seemed pretty cool. He looked like the singer George Ezra - in fact we were laughing about it on our table. The rest of our table were middle age, but seemed like a bit of a laugh. Anyway the day was fairly dull and involved lots of group activities. We stopped for lunch which was the usual low quality sandwiches and finger food. The afternoon session began at 1.30pm with a break at around 3.30pm. About 2pm I noticed my stomach was starting to hurt. The urge only got stronger and by 3pm I was clenching by arse cheeks together in an effort not to fart. The mid-afternoon break couldn't come soon enough. Finally the tutor announced the start of the break, and I immediately leapt up and told Sam that I was just going to the toilet. He said that he needed to go as well and we headed off to the lobby and to the toilets. Loads of other people got up to leave as well and quite a few went into the toilets before us. Fortunately only three out of five cubicles were occupied and I headed to one at the end. My new mate Sam, who I thought would just go for a piss headed to the next cubicle.

I went in - the toilet itself was fairly dirty - there were remnants of previous users, but the seat was clean so I just plonked my arse down and proceeded to fart really loudly. I continued to fart for about five minutes before releasing some soft stuff. Sam was quite the grunter - he was exhaling loudly and made a relived sound after three hard plops. He left as I continued to wipe - my crack was quite wet so I had to spend another few minutes getting clean. I met Sam back at the table where he said he was glad to when he did as he didn't think he could have made it until the end of the day. I agreed and said that I felt relieved too. We added each other on Facebook so hopefully we'll keep in touch!


Constiguy

New Years Day

Had a big ( but not too big) New Years Eve. Got up and had an average poo and then a little while later another average poo. A bit of a break and back on the toilet and had a very big motion that was hard and took quite some minutes and guess what.... back on the pot again for another big hard and slow performance. Then went to a friends place and found myself on their toilet but it was more of a wee and wind. Then went to the movies and then had to go into the men's toilet. I took a cubicle, dropped my pants etc and sat and exploded the loudest fart!!!! It echoed !!!! Wow what a toilet performance for the first day of the year! Happy New Year to all,


Rose
Sarah
I'm really enjoying your stories, they're great to hear! Your flush descriptions are especially great, I love hearing about what's going on in the bowl once you're done with your business!

Story
In the past week, I've been having very frequent, but smaller poops. I'll feel the urge to make a deposit, head to the bathroom, and dispose of a few small turds at a time, usually along with a pee. Then, about 4 or 5 hours later, I'll feel the urge again. It's not a big deal, but I do love to give a full bowl of excrement and waste the big flush.
Finally, yesterday I didn't go at all save to pee, and this morning I felt some solid matter ready to exit. I was out at a library, and made my way to the public bathroom there. I spread my butt on the toilet, and pushed out one of my previous small turds - followed by a large, hard, difficult log that slowly descended down into the bowl. After a few minutes of slowly inching the turd out, it finally let go and slid out into the water. The feeling of relief was wonderful - I felt very suddenly empty.
Then I stood up, after wiping myself. I turned, and saw that the turd i'd pushed out had completely missed the hole at the bottom of the toilet, and curled around the edge of the bowl. It had partially folded in half when it got to the front, and snaked back on itself. The small turd was nowhere to be seen, I assumed it had gone further down the toilet and out of sight.
Once i'd buttoned up my pants, I lifted my foot and used it to press the silver metal flusher. The toilet sprung to life, water shooting into the bowl and instantly forming a whirlpool in the bowl. The toilet paper was immediately torn to pulp and sent on its final voyage. My large log made almost a full circle around the hole, before one end of it caught on the hole and it was quickly sucked away.


Abbie

Latest story

Hi everyone, happy New Year! I'll get to my latest story after a comment.
Imogen- great to hear from you again, I really enjoyed your latest stories. Sorry to hear you struggled to have a poo after Christmas, glad you finally got relief. Hope you can post again soon!
Anyway, I have just come back from staying over at Ellie and Beths (Ellie is my friend from school and Beth is her younger sister) and as you might expect I have some toilet related news! In the morning we woke up at about 10 o'clock as we had gone to bed late the night before. I woke up in urgent need of a wee so I sleepily got out of bed and went into their ensuite pulling up my nightie, I was starting to pull down my white knickers when I suddenly realised that Ellie was already on the loo, her orange knickers round her thighs. I quickly let my nightie fall back down and said, "Sorry, I didn't realise anyone was in here!" Ellie must have just finished weeing as she wiped her front, pulled up her knickers and said, "I'm done, your turn!" I lifted my nightie again, dropped my knickers and sat on the warm seat, immediately unleashing a massive gushing wee. Ellie was washing her hands and she turned round and said, "God, you must have really needed a wee!!" and I said, "Yeah, put it this way, its just as well you were finishing not starting or I would have probably weed my knickers!" As I was still in mid flow Beth appeared at the door, she said "I'm desperate for a wee, are you going to be much longer?!" I said, "No, just hold on a few more secs, I'm nearly done!" Beth came over and stood next to me, she was starting to jiggle around and had a worried look on her face. My stream eventually started to dribble to a stop and as I took some loo paper to wipe Beth hiked up her nightie and tugged her knickers down, they were light blue with pink hearts. I pulled my knickers back up and we swapped over, as soon as Beth sat down her stream started up and was every bit as powerful as mine! Ellie said, "Oh my God Beth, your actually weeing like a horse!" and Beth poked her tongue out at her- sisterly love at its best!! Once Beth had finished her wee, wiped and got her knickers back up we went back into the bedroom. Ellie went downstairs and came up after a few minutes with a tray of tea and toast, as I was eating my toast I felt a rumble in my belly and realised I would want a poo before long. I hadn't been for about 3 days so knew I shouldn't put it off but I had kind of been hoping I could go once I got back home, although I have used the loo with Ellie and Beth loads of times before it had been a while and I felt a bit awkward about them seeing how badly constipated I was. I could only hope one of them might need a poo as well and there was a pretty good chance they might struggle too after the excesses of Christmas! As if in answer to my hopes Ellie suddenly said, "Right, I need the loo again only this time I want a poo, come on in so we can keep chatting!"
"Oh great, I want a poo as well, said Beth, "You'd better not take too long, I don't want dirty pants!" At least now I knew they both needed to go, which made me feel better. We went back into the bathroom and Beth and I sat on the floor while Ellie dropped her knickers again and sat on the loo. I saw her belly tensing as she started to push, she farted and a few more dribbles of wee came out as well. After a few minutes of fairly gentle pushing with no result apart from a few more dry farts Ellie said, "Sorry, I think I'm a bit constipated, I haven't been for a poo for a couple of days!"
She started to push again and said, "Its no good, I don't think its ready to come yet!" and she pulled her knickers back up and stood up.
"Was it even poking out of your bum?" asked Beth, and Ellie said, "No, it wouldn't come that far!" "Your just gonna have to push harder otherwise it'll be up there forever!" said Beth. She turned to me and said, "Do you need to have a poo as well, Abbie, or do you mind if I go next?"
"Well, I will in a bit but I'm not that desperate yet, so go ahead!" I replied.
"Thanks," she replied, "Its literally just about to poke out in my pants!!" Beth went over to the loo and dropped her knickers to her knees, she checked them and said "Oh great, I've got skidmarks again, just as well I need clean pants!!" As she sat down she said, "By the way I've been constipated too so sorry but here goes!" She started bearing down really hard, after a few pushes she was already quite red and grunting loudly too, every so often there was a spurt of wee as she strained. After a few more hard pushes she relaxed and said "Right, I can have a bit of a breather, its not going back up my bum any more!" Beth turned to Ellie and said, "Your gonna have to push like I just did then or it'll never come out!" Ellie said, "OK I guess, its just really embarrassing having to strain like that!" I said, "Just wait until I have a poo, I've been really constipated recently as well so I know I'm gonna have a major problem with it going back up my bum, you won't feel embarrassed at all by the time I'm done!" In the meantime Beth had carried on pushing and grunting and suddenly she did a load moan as her log dropped, shortly followed by a splash. "Right, I just need to do a bit more," she said, as she started to push again. "When did you last have a poo Beth?" asked Ellie. Beth finished pushing and said, "Actually it must be 3 or 4 days ago but I've been really constipated since Christmas, on Boxing Day I was on the loo forever!!" "Well I'm only managing to have a poo every 3 or 4 days too at the moment so I know the feeling!" I said. After a bit more straining I heard another moan followed by several plops, and then she said, "Right, thats me done!" She took some toilet paper and wiped her bottom before pulling up her knickers and flushing.
"OK, do you mind if I go next?" I asked, "Its starting to get urgent, I need to get my knickers down NOW!" I'd been getting more and more desperate while I was waiting and could feel there was a log just about to poke out, I didn't want to get my knickers dirty especially as I was wearing white ones!
"No, go ahead, I'll have another try when your done," said Ellie.
I quickly pulled my knickers down again and sat on the warm seat, I checked for skidmarks but luckily they were clean. I felt the log poking out almost straight away but once the tip was out it quickly got fatter and then I had to start pushing. Despite doing some hard pushes and making embarasing grunts I could feel my poo getting sucked back up so I pushed for as long and hard as I could and took a really quick breath before pushing again, I had to carry on like that until I felt my hole stretched really wide, I quite often pass fat logs but this one was gigantic!! I bore down again but the log wouldn't budge, I pulled a face and Beth said, "Are you OK, Abbie?" I said "Yeah, its just a really fat poo and I think its got stuck," I said. "Try to pull your bum cheeks apart while you push, that might help," Beth suggested, "When I had a poo on Boxing Day I had to do that, it was a massive fat one too so I know the feeling!!" I nodded and reached round behind myself to pull my bum cheeks apart, bearing down hard as I did so. I felt the rock hard log slide out a tiny bit with each push, and after a few minutes it started to move a bit faster as the fattest part was out. Eventually it dropped into the toilet with a splash, I farted loudly and then felt a smaller log making its way out, that one only required a bit of straining until it plopped down into the bowl. I said, "Right, I think I've finished, thank God!" I ripped off some loo roll and wiped my front and then my bottom, before pulling my knickers back up and flushing.
"Well… I guess I'd better try to go again," said Ellie. She pulled her knickers down and sat on the toilet again. She was obviously encouraged by seeing Beth and me as she started to push much harder this time and she couldn't help grunting as she released her breath, then very quickly she took another breath and bore down again. She did this another four or five times and by this time had gone red in the face as she was having to push really hard. Finally she relaxed and said, "Right, its poking out too far to get sucked back up now," she said, "Sorry I've been grunting," she said, blushing even redder, "It's just I've had to push really hard to get it out this far, and theres a long way to go yet!" She bore down again and after a few hard pushes and some more grunts, there was a moan of relief and a splash as Ellies log dropped. She said, "Thank God thats out, I think theres some more to come though," and I saw from her face she was pushing again. A couple of minutes later there was a loud plop, and then another just after as her second log broke in half. She sat for a few seconds and said, "I'm done," and then took some loo paper and wiped her front and her bottom. She then stood up, flushed and pulled her knickers up. We went back into the bedroom to get dressed. I hope you enjoyed this story, will post again soon, bye for now!




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