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Hi I hope this post fits here ok! But one time when I was like 6 me and my brother who was 10 and my parents were on a road trip. We were in the middle of nowhere basically and at our last rest stop we drank a lot of soda!! So me and my brother both really had to pee (he had to make a number 2 too) but we couldn't wait until the next rest stop! My dad pulled over and we both took our bottoms off including our underpants so we were both totally bottomless and ready to go. Neither of us cared if anyone saw our privates, we just needed to pee!

Me and my brother immediately got out of the car and I squatted down like a frog with my legs open and the pee was coming out of me like it was a race! I said "mmmm..." as soon as it started coming out because it felt so good to finally let it out! My brother also squatted down like he was a frog and started to pee. He didn't have to point his penis because he was squatting down. He started farting and I laughed. Poop started falling out of him like rain! It was noisy too! My mom got a tissue and she wiped me in between my legs (my vagina I mean) once I was all done. But the pee must've lasted for well over a minute! My brother was done after a few minutes too and she wiped him as well and we got back in the car and put our clothes back on. My mom washed her hands with some hand sanitizer.

Also another thing with me and my brother is one day when we were even younger we were out to eat with my mom and my brother said his stomach didn't feel right. I heard something and looked to see him red faced but didn't say anything. He was crossing his legs though. Mom asked "do you have to go potty?" He said yes. Since it was just the 3 of us she had to take both of us.

We got into the bathroom and before we even got into the first open stall my mom pulled his bottoms down and picked him up to rush him onto the toilet ASAP. That's when we realized it was too late. He had pooped in his pants! I covered my nose while my brother loudly exploded even more into the toilet. He began to tinkle and as soon as the urine started coming out of him he began to cry and whine. My mom knelt down and comforted him while he was using the bathroom but he was in a lot of pain. I guess he hadn't JUST soiled himself, because he looked like he had a rash (not to get too graphic, but,) on his penis and scrotum area as well as probably his bottom. Poop was all over those areas too. Once he was all finished, my mom wiped his behind and flushed. She tossed his bottoms in the trash and we came out of the stall (at the time I thought it was funny how he was half naked in front of everyone in the bathroom but now I realize he must've been very embarrassed especially being a boy). She wet a paper towel and tried her best to clean his little boyhood and bottom, though those areas were visibly red and irritated and it hurt to be touched where the rash was. She tried to make it quick though and she picked him up, wrapped her sweater around his lower half, and we paid and went home immediately to try to preserve his dignity and to get him in his bed to rest and take some medicine. Crazy..

Well I think that's all I wanted to share for today but I'm sure I'll come up with something else!! Bye


Vincene

Public toilets with my mom

Especially when we were out shopping or at big public events or traveling, Mom would take me into the toilet stall with her. She had to pee or poop more often than I did so I just accepted the fact that I needed to cooperate. I didn't mind so much until I was like 6 or 7 and it got cramped in the smaller toilet stalls. Also it seemed to take Mom longer to do even the most simple pee. She would pull off toilet paper, wipe the seat down and then pull off 3 strips of toilet paper. One for each side of the seat and then one over the back if it. Sometimes one would fall off before she took her seat and she would have to redo it. It amazes me how she would be able to hold her needs in without having an accident due to the papering. When I was like 4 or 5 she would pull me back between her legs, pull out a hair brush from her purse and comb my hair as she sat peeing away. Her stream was plenty loud, but because of the toilet paper covering she wasn't able to slide forward on the seat to get it to hit the porcelain like I do especially if those neighbors of mine are going to hear too much activity from me. Of course by age 16 I concluded the seat papering was a bit extreme and quit doing it. But even now at nearly 30, when Mom's with me in a public bathroom I will do the seat papering routine out of respect for her. Once when we were traveling to a family event together, we shared a gas station bathroom. I was first to use the toilet, and I didn't go through the ritual, and she called me out for it but sometimes its hard for me to remember when she and I are only together a couple of times a year, at most.


Aaron

Using underwear to clean up

Hey everyone. I was out shopping at the weekend and as usual I had to shit. I was at a department store, and headed towards the men's. It was a single cubicle toilet and two urinals. Fortunately there was nobody in the cubicle so I went in and did my business. It was really sloppy and wet. After I was empty I went to get some paper - but there was no paper! Why do I never check?! I often fall for this mistake. Only this time I couldn't just shuffle over to the next cubicle as there was only one! My crack was dirty and sticky and I didn't want to carry on my day being unclean down below. I looked down at my boxers. They were old - I'd had them since i was like 16. The elastic wasn't great and they were only cheap ones I'd bought in an outlet store. White Reebok boxers which weren't as comfortable as they were when I first bought them, plus they weren't likely to impress my girlfriend if you know what I mean! I decided I could sacrifice them. I made a decision that I would buy another pair whilst I was out shopping. A nicer branded pair that was more likely to impress! I'd just been paid so figured I could treat myself.

So I took my converse off and slipped off my shorts and placed them to one side. I took my boxers off and proceeded to use them to clean up. After I'd finished, i tossed them in the corner (what else could I do with them?) and put my shorts and converse back on. It felt quite good going commando! I flushed and left. I bought some really nice Calvins from the menswear department and went back to the mens toilets to put them on. I went back into the same cubicle and changed into them. I tossed the box into the corner with the old boxers which were still there. Later on at my GFs house, and she thought I looked really good in my new purchase!


Icy

It happened in public...

Ok it's been a week.., I think i'm ready to talk about it. Recently i've been getting into biking. And one morning, on my day off, I decided to bike right away while it was both cool and I wasn't hungry. I was riding in a nearby neighborhood when I realized I hadn't pooped yesterday and I was quickly becoming desperate. I also realized just how trapped I was. 20 minutes from home, with nowhere between here and there that wasn't just suburban streets. There's nowhere to go, or squat. So I sucked it up and kept going...and going...and quickly realized I was lost... I was biking for half and hour in circles and was losing my will.
So I stopped on the side of the road, it was about lunchtime and I hoped most ppl were not home at the time. It felt like time slowed down and I held my breath. While checking the map on my phone, I bent forward a bit on the handle bars and felt a big log surge into my briefs. I gasped out loud and quickly found a fast route home. I was close. I slowly sat down on the seat and prayed that it was solid enough not to stain. There was a good orange sized mess in my pants already and was not interested in it getting worse. I got one block and found the pain of holding to be unbearable. So I hopped off the bike, blushing hard as hell realizing my droopy pants where showing off to anyone looking out their window, and crouched next to my bike. I pretended like I was fixing the chain and grunted. I heard the voices of kids a house down from where I was pooping my pants. I just prayed they would stay put while the rest of my mess settled neatly in my pants. I listened to the crackle sounds and felt a grapefruit sized bulge was back there before I was done. I stood up with wobbly legs and sat back down with a squish. When I got home (several cars passed me too) I was unlucky enough to find my mom was home. I didn't have time to wait so I prayed she wasn't at the door. I rushed into the laundry room (which had a bathroom in it and is closest to the front door) and locked it behind me. I took two more squishy steps Inward and just sighed. I scavenged both the pants and briefs amazingly and tossed the underwear in the washer, which was later mixed with other laundry and fine. I made up an excuse about stomach problems and ended up getting away with it.
But that was... something else


Monday, July 01, 2019


Pee Man

Urinal

Not that i ever will, but if i ever owned a business like a restaurant or store or something like that, i would love to design the mens room so that there would be urinals that were nothing but empty stalls with tiled walls. There wouldnt be a toilet or anything in the stall, just three tiled walls and just enough space for you to stand and face the back wall. The whole stall would be the urinal. You would just pee freely onto the wall. You could either pee on the back wall or on either of the side walls. Your pee would just hit against the wall and then run down to a drain in the floor in a corner of the stall. I would love to be able to pee onto something like that, and i'm sure i'm not alone in this. I would love to have something like that. I may even put sommething like this in my own house if i ever have one. Great man cave idea for sure.


Dominic

Kids going with parents to the bathroom

Hey everyone--it's Dominic, one of the frequently-constipated users. But this is about something else:

Obviously it's normal for parents to take their young kids to the bathroom when the kids have to go, my parents did it with me and my brother. But what about when the parent has to go? Today I saw a young dad go in a stall with his son, but it wasn't his son who had to use the bathroom, it was the dad. So the son, maybe about 5, is just standing there talking while the dad is sitting there pooping. I thought it was kinda funny but also kinda cool that they're comfortable doing that. My dad certainly never did that--but I understand not wanting to leave your kid alone in a crowded bathroom with a bunch of other men around.

Anyone ever have an experience like that?


Anna from Austria
Yesterday I visted a outdoor festival. It was really fun and the weather was perfect.

After some drinks I needed to pee quite bad. There ware some chemical toilets out there but most people decided to go into the bushes instead. at first I wanted to my business on one of them but they were too disgusting.

So i went to bushes. Pulled down my pants and panties squatted down and started a loud hissing stream. Unfortunately my habit of doing pee farts from time lead to a somehow a funny situation This time pee farts could not be avoided as well and they were heard by some other ladies that were lucking for another bush and they mistook my pee farts for poo farts apparently and said better not go in my direction because there is somebody pooping.

Was quite funny and good for me, so had the lots of privacy for my pee. After I finished my pee i used some paper tissue and cleaned myself. Then I went back to my bf and our other friends.


that is my story for today

greetings from Austria

Anna


Taylor T
A couple days ago I posted my first story about my friend McKayla pooping at my house. I also noticed that there was already someone named Taylor also so now I'll just go by Taylor T instead. I also wanted to give a brief description of myself, I am 5'7 155 pounds blonde hair. I'm one of those popular girls that hangs out with all the other normal popular girls but behind closed doors I'm a big poop fanatic and I am very open with my private stuff. I was going back through pages after 2700 and saw a great survey from a girl named Sylvia.

To Sylvia: If you're still on this site great stories! I'm happy someone around my age can poop about the same size as me lol!

Survey:

1: How old are you: 16
2: How many bathrooms do you have: 4... Basement, 1st floor, 2nd floor, and 2nd floor but parents room
3: How big are your poops... Kinda big around 10 inches up to (and yes this is true I've measured before) 16 inches and 3 inches thick.
4: Where do you poop the most (School, Home, etc): About half and half, if I have to I'll poop at school but most of the time I don't need to until I get home
5: Where do you put your bottoms at (Pants, Shorts, etc.): Always around the ankles I feel much more free around there
6: How long does it take to take a poop: Usually anywhere from 3-5 minutes up to 9-10 minutes
7: Do you poop with friends: If they're with me in the bathroom sure I guess but I never ask if they want to poop with me
8: Do your feet hang off the toilet: No not since the 5th grade
9: Do you fart when you poop: Yes all the time, I drop my pants around my ankles, sit and pee, and then I push and most of the time it's a quiet fart but sometimes it'll be an explosive fart
10: Have you ever been walked in on: Yeah I was having a big poop a couple weeks ago and my mom walked in on me (I'll tell the story in another post)

That's it from me and I'll be making a few more posts in the coming days!


Mina[ppe]
Thank you to everybody who told me about toilet and bathtub in a same room or different rooms. If there is more information from other country like Australia or Switzerland or... I will be very happy!

Here in Japan some flats have bathrooms with toilet in the room, most people don't like but if you rent, rent cost is more expensive if toilet and bathtub are separate. In house and about half of flats, toilet and bathroom are separate. Kazuko said, if toilet is in bathroom, lots of space for three other girls to watch girl number four sitting on loo with busy bottom for long time, when we travelled Italy we had experience. In our flats, only enough space for one extra girl squat on floor next to girl with busy bottom, other two girls have to be at door (door is open always).

But after she said that, we all agree, better for loo to be separate, because when we are in hot tub, we don't want to see loo. Also in Japan we wash next to bathtub, not in bathtub, and we pour water over our body, it goes on floor of bathroom, then floor is wet so if someone go to loo, she get wet feet.

Today when I was on loo with Hisae beside me we talk about that. Maho and Kazuko were at door, and I was busy to push from my bottom. Maho and Kazuko say, "Go for it!" many times but off course I don't hurry, I go slowly. Hisae cleaned my bottom once when it was dirty, I said "Why you do that now? I don't finish" and she said, "because I want to do." Big noise of agreement from Kazuko and Maho at door. I was on loo for about 13 minutes.

I answer to Ally. You can see details in many posts I write, if you look at before pages, but I tell you little bit now. We four girls all eat like tyrannosaurus, we are always hungry it seems, and so we do very huge motions when we go to loo. Hisae goes 2 or 3 times in a day, she stays between 2 and 6 minutes, sometimes more, up to ten. But even she sit only two minutes, she does something huge because it comes out very quickly.

But I and Maho and Kazuko go only once in a day, I sometimes skip a day and Maho often. So our motions are much bigger than Hisae's motions. Kazuko's motions are biggest because she is biggest eater. She stays on loo about 10 or 15 minutes, me and Maho too, because it is very relaxed to sit on loo! and we open our bottom many times.

I admire you that you train your body well to do satisfying motion many times. Maybe we are same, but for us it is unconscious, I think. And we love vegetables very very much. They are much fibre, so our motions even bigger than if we eat only meat. Ally, which country you live in? We live in Japan.

When I tell my friends that you are surround by many beautiful girls with beautiful bottoms, my friends shout big noise. My three friends have beautiful body and beautiful bottom. I think I don't have, but if I say, they shout, Minappe!! Beautiful body and beautiful bottom! and hit me many times on bottom, of course only little spank, so no hurt. I have to believe them, even I think they are more beautiful.

I answer to Leo. After motion, always we look in loo. Even it is our motion or our friends' motion. And because our motions very huge, we flush in middle and we look before flush, usually there is large brown melon with many bumps in loo, then we flush and sit down and open our bottom again and when we finished, we see another large brown melon, about same size. But for Hisae, only one flush. Because we use washlet to wash our bottom, we don't need paper so much, so we don't worry about clog (but I have to touch the wood).

Sorry everyone, maybe I can't post until middle of July. I am going to be busy very much. But your very own Minappe never forget you, I hope everyone has happy time in loo and everywhere, and if you are in hot country, beware heat stroke, it is dangerous very much.

Love to everyone.

Mina[ppe] and 3 friends


Bianca

Favorite Shit Places

It's Bianca. When I go back to thinking about that hotel that I spent the night at in June of this year, I often imagine taking a big shit there! I love to imagine sitting for a good 15 minutes, and looking forward to the powerful flush! I love toilets with a strong flush. Today at Cracker Barrel, I used one with auto flush. The bathroom sounded like a decent size (only a little big), and had the stalls across from the sinks. I didn't get a good chance to check it out, because there was a lot of people from the ???? there for lunch. Does anyone have a favorite place to imagine taking a big shit at? Bye!


Dominic

Kids going with parents to the bathroom

Hey everyone--it's Dominic, one of the frequently-constipated users. But this is about something else:

Obviously it's normal for parents to take their young kids to the bathroom when the kids have to go, my parents did it with me and my brother. But what about when the parent has to go? Today I saw a young dad go in a stall with his son, but it wasn't his son who had to use the bathroom, it was the dad. So the son, maybe about 5, is just standing there talking while the dad is sitting there pooping. I thought it was kinda funny but also kinda cool that they're comfortable doing that. My dad certainly never did that--but I understand not wanting to leave your kid alone in a crowded bathroom with a bunch of other men around.



Anna from Austria
Yesterday I visted a outdoor festival. It was really fun and the weather was perfect.

After some drinks I needed to pee quite bad. There ware some chemical toilets out there but most people decided to go into the bushes instead. at first I wanted to my business on one of them but they were too disgusting.

So i went to bushes. Pulled down my pants and panties squatted down and started a loud hissing stream. Unfortunately my habit of doing pee farts from time lead to a somehow a funny situation This time pee farts could not be avoided as well and they were heard by some other ladies that were lucking for another bush and they mistook my pee farts for poo farts apparently and said better not go in my direction because there is somebody pooping.

Was quite funny and good for me, so had the lots of privacy for my pee. After I finished my pee i used some paper tissue and cleaned myself. Then I went back to my bf and our other friends.


that is my story for today

greetings from Austria

Anna


Kamdyn

Supervision in airport bathroom

I'm child sitting for several families. Most of the parents are pretty supportive of my work, but I don't know because I get my self into situations I shouldn't. When the parents hear about it they express "concerns."

The other day I had to take Malory, 7, and Tyna, 8, to the airport with me to pick up grandma. But her flight took off late and I had these really energetic girls to entertain while we waited and waited. It was 2 in the afternoon and the girls were getting restless. Tyna, whose mom says she has a pea-size bladder needed to go to the bathroom for the third time. In situations like that I also take the other children with me in too. It just seems safer and more efficient. Both of them seemed surprised at the number of toilets that were in about 4 lines back-to-back in the huge room. While I was looking for 3 adjacent toilets available, this really rude boy probably about 4, sneaked up behind us, tapped the girls on their backs and then tried to hide among the crowd. I got pissed and down the aisle found what I was looking for. Three open toilets. I checked the one on the left, pushed Malory in and I signaled by Tyna to take the one on the right.
I waited for Malory to get in and up on the seat before I checked to make sure she had latched her door. She's had a couple of embarrassing moments when she's forgotten.

So with the girls in secured cubicles, I walked into the middle one, dropped my jeans and black thong to my knees and took the warm seat. I had noticed there was no door on the cubicle, but I've gotten adept at peeing in open at my high school and at one of the parks we frequent. My stream was just starting with the initial noise in the bowl and I was looking between my legs for amusement when I heard a voice and looked up. Rude boy was standing within a foot of me. Then he started firing off all of the obnoxious questions, my name, was I doing Number 1 or 2 like he said his mother was, how I got the purple mark on my right knee (softball), and I started to get furious with him. Luckily without stopping my pee stream and with my large reach, I reached out, grabbed him, quickly turned him around and gave him a shove. I admit it was harder than I should have and he want stumbling into the aisle.

The boy was still in the aisle when Malory and Tyna got done and flushed and when they were standing in front of my toilet waiting, the boy had started to cry. His mother came rushing over, texting up a storm, and saying she was going to turn me into airport security. She said something about my not being fit to babysit because I overreacted and something about me having bad judgment. Tyna started to get into it with the lady and I had to cut her off, taking her and Malory's hand and taking them into the far room where I knew the lady probably wouldn't follow us to.

I don't think I really did anything wrong. The boy, who my boyfriend called Junior Perv, should not have been in there without direct supervision. Just because his mother was using her pit stop to get caught up on her messages, I don't know what more I could have done.


Taylor T
A couple days ago I posted my first story about my friend McKayla pooping at my house. I also noticed that there was already someone named Taylor also so now Iíll just go by Taylor T instead. I also wanted to give a brief description of myself, I am 5í7 155 pounds blonde hair. Iím one of those popular girls that hangs out with all the other normal popular girls but behind closed doors Iím a big poop fanatic and I am very open with my private stuff. I was going back through pages after 2700 and saw a great survey from a girl named Sylvia.

To Sylvia: If youíre still on this site great stories! Iím happy someone around my age can poop about the same size as me lol!

Survey:

1: How old are you: 16
2: How many bathrooms do you have: 4... Basement, 1st floor, 2nd floor, and 2nd floor but parents room
3: How big are your poops... Kinda big around 10 inches up to (and yes this is true Iíve measured before) 16 inches and 3 inches thick.
4: Where do you poop the most (School, Home, etc): About half and half, if I have to Iíll poop at school but most of the time I donít need to until I get home
5: Where do you put your bottoms at (Pants, Shorts, etc.): Always around the ankles I feel much more free around there
6: How long does it take to take a poop: Usually anywhere from 3-5 minutes up to 9-10 minutes
7: Do you poop with friends: If theyíre with me in the bathroom sure I guess but I never ask if they want to poop with me
8: Do your feet hang off the toilet: No not since the 5th grade
9: Do you fart when you poop: Yes all the time, I drop my pants around my ankles, sit and pee, and then I push and most of the time itís a quiet fart but sometimes itíll be an explosive fart
10: Have you ever been walked in on: Yeah I was having a big poop a couple weeks ago and my mom walked in on me (Iíll tell the story in another post)

Thatís it from me and Iíll be making a few more posts in the coming days!


Sunday, June 30, 2019


Hi everyone

Taylor - I've seen those signs on trains before! They made me laugh! Good story about your poo at work.

Leo - I don't normally look to be honest, the only time would be if I had to poo outside, which I rarely do.

Miranda - that sounds bad about your park toilets. I'm guessing you're from America by your reference to "states" and I've never understood why a lot of American toilets don't have doors etc. I've seen references to it in posts on here before. The only toilets without doors in the UK are when there's been vandalism. Most public toilets in parks etc, which are left open and unattended, have big metal panels which are more resistant to vandalism or, worst case, can be cleaned or painted.

Two stories from me recently. I was back home last weekend and on Monday my dad offered me a lift to the station for my train back, but on the way he had to go to a shop. On the way we passed a school just after the end of the school day and there was a boy probably about 8 or 9 who suddenly pulled his thing out in the middle of the pavement, then went and had a wee up against a lamp post! I thought it was odd and he must have been very desperate.

Over the weekend I went to the pub in the afternoon with a couple of friends of mine from home, we left at about 8pm on the Sunday so there was still quite a bit of daylight. I was walking home with my friend Emily who lives a few streets away from me, and to get from the pub back to our roads its quickest to take a shortcut across some fields and a playing field.

We'd been walking about 20 minutes when Emily goes "Ahhh" and I ask what's up "Schoolboy error, I didnt go for a wee before we left the pub" she crossed her legs and bent over a bit "I'm pretty desperate, I'll have to go behind a bush!".

"Ah, i could probably do with one too to be honest, but you go first!" I replied.

"Let's go in these bushes at the edge" she said pointing.

We carried on to the edge of the field where the path passed into next field, and a line of bushes divided them. As we approached Emily walked ahead and then went sideways between the bushes. "Is this ok do you think?" asked Emily, "Yeah I think so" i replied. She pulled up her blue dress and took her black lackey knickers down to her knees, then squatted down in a low squat and groaned slightly as she started weeing strongly down onto the ground.

"Ahh I needed that, wow" she said as she carried on watering the ground.

"You're making me more desperate!" I said, as I could feel my own bladder start to scream, I was worried I'd start dribbling shortly.

"I'm almost done!" said Emily "then you can take my place". Sure enough her stream died down and I took the opportunity to lift up my white dress and pull down my knickers (white with blue and red polka dots) to my knees, expecting relief any second. "Oh hang on there's a bit more coming!" said Emily.

At that point my bladder contracted and I went "owww!" as I felt a dribble leak out and onto the ground. "Ahh shit!" I said as I squatted down on the path and exploded "Sorry Em I really really couldn't wait another second, it was coming out whatever I did".

"Aah that's ok, happens to us all" said Emily. She stood up and pulled her knickers up and let her dress down. She couldn't leave the bushes as I was squatting over the entrance! It took a while but my stream died down and I could then pull my knickers up, very relieved!

Will message again soon!

Imogen


Taylor

Porta Potty visit

There's a big event going on at my town this weekend, from Friday to Sunday and I decided to attend it today (Friday). I wasn't particularly bothered about the event instead I was more interested in the toilet situation. I left my house just before 5pm needing to poop and with a full bladder and walked into town. I told myself I wasn't allowed home until I had relieved myself. It took me 15 minutes to get to town and it was already really busy, people everywhere. I decided it was best I found some toilets straight away before they got too grim and I really needed a wee, I didn't want to wet myself! I walked around for a couple of minutes and spotted a row of four porta potties, with four lines in front of them. Luckily they wasn't too long and I wouldn't have to wait much. I joined the shortest line and waited as I slowly crept closer to the toilet. There was six people in front of me and I was stood directly behind a tall blonde in her 20's wearing denim shorts and a crop top. I couldn't help but notice her jiggling about in front of me, clearly very desperate for a wee!

The line slowly moved forward and it wasn't long before the blonde dashed into the porta potty, slamming the door shut behind her. She must have been bursting. I patiently waited as she did her business, starting to get jiggly myself. I expected her to be straight in, have a wee and be straight out again but she actually took a few minutes. I had been stood at the front of the queue for about five minutes when the door opened and she walked out. "It's all yours!" She happily said with a beaming smile, holding the door for me. I thanked her and closed the door behind me, making sure to lock it and I was hit by the very strong smell of perfume. It was actually lovely and much better than the alternative. The seat was clean so I bunched my loose skirt up around my waist, pulled my knickers down to my knees and sat. It was still warm! After only a couple of seconds I started peeing and I couldn't help but sigh from the relief. It felt so good to finally pee. It was making sort of a drumming sound against the plastic mixed with the splashing which I found rather interesting.

I had been peeing for about 20 seconds when the wide head of my poop crowned and slowly inched out of me, it was wonderful and I made the most of the sensation, really enjoying the fact so many people were waiting outside. My poop was rather long and fell into the toilet with a thud, the next piece keeping me open. I stayed relaxed as it came out at it's own pace and it soon joined the other. I was opened up for a third time and it felt just as nice as the others, opening me enough to feel good but still moving easily. I finished peeing as it came out, going for maybe a minute in total and once it fell with another thud I got some toilet paper to wipe with. I wiped my front and then used three pieces for my behind. I'm surprised it wasn't the really cheap and nasty stuff! Once nice and clean I stood up and pulled up my knickers before smoothing out my skirt, sprayed some hand sanitiser and then left, holding the door for the next person, a early teens brunette girl.


Miranda

Deteriorating condition of park toilets

School's out and I'm spending much of each day at one of our state's largest parks. Some days its just Kendall and me but most days I'm babysitting as many as three kids each day. What's frustrating and different this year is that the public toilets have deteriorated to a point where very few of the users seem to care what they are leaving behind. There's often almost no flushing when the child gets down from using the toilet. And you can forget handwashing too. The sinks are dirty and the plumbing leaks, but at least the faucets work most of the time. The panels around the two toilets were taken down a couple of years ago because of criminal stuff going on. So you just sit on one of the two toilets coming out of the wall.

Friday afternoon Kendall was finishing off a canvas painting and because we had shared a couple of big water jugs, I had to pee. So I took Halli, a 6 year-old I baby sit in with me. We had been at the park for 6 hours already and Halli hadn't taken a bathroom break. She dropped her shorts and got up on the toilet on the left. I asked her to look into the bowl. It was full of crap. So she hopped off and I flushed it for her. The toilet was a bit high for her so she was swinging her legs and clothing quite freely as the pee started to hit the water. Then she got off, got back on by sliding herself farther back and with a wider spread of her legs, poo pieces started to splash into the water.

Like Halli, I had to flush a bowl full of several persons' poop that was deteriorated pretty badly. Then I took my seat which seemed a bit sticky compared to the last time I had used that toilet about 5 hours before. I told Halli she should be drinking more water on hot summer days, but she said that will make her pee more and her mother only wants her to use public toilets in emergency situations. I told her about urinary tract infections and how when I was her age, I learned the hard way that a loss of privacy and a few germs are better than the alternative.

Halli's a good flusher and hand washer. As for the other users, they're so frustrating.


Tyler

places to pee

I was cleaning out an apartment today where the little boy would often pee in the corner of the dining room or one of the bedrooms. It didn't smell, but you could see where the dust washed into a puddle under the carpet before the pee dried. Does any one else have places around the house where their kids usually pee?


Lavah

a few replies

To Tammy - Great story! That sounds like such a difficult poop, but I'm glad you had friends around to help you! Thank goodness for friends who understand the struggles of constipation! I'm so sorry to hear that your daughter has IBS, although I'm sure it's nice to finally get some answers. I'm glad Reece has a mom like you and I hope she's able to find friends as considerate and caring as yours! Thank you so much for the support! Stay strong!!!

To Timothy - I'm glad you like my posts! I enjoy reading yours as well! Your last live poop seemed very difficult. I'm glad you got it out of your system!

To Leo - I was raised to ALWAYS look in the toilet after I've pooped (or peed!) I was taught that it's a necessary way to make sure your body is healthy. Also, growing up, I was taken to several different doctors to help figure out why I was always so constipated and most of those doctors had me keep track of the size, color, smell, and consistency of my poops over time, so I'm very used to checking. I don't find it nasty at all!

Lavah


Leo

@Lavah, Tammy, Imogen, Abbie (and others)

Hi Ladies,

I always enjoy reading your stories. While at the same time I feel pity for the suffering it causes you I am also amazed about the size of the poos you seem to produce in such sessions. However, you never comment about that you are looking at the results of your efforts, nor about those of your friends. I was just wondering: Don't you ever do that, especially after a really relieving dump? (I have asked a similar question once but not sure whether you saw it then). As to myself, curiosity would kill me :)

Cheers,
Leo


To Victoria- laugh out loud to that sign you saw!!! I have an idea!! You should get toilet paper with a picture your ex!!! Then you can wipe your ass with his face and flush him down the toilet!!!! I'm just finished pooping and I'm going to imagine my ex on the toilet paper!! Take that!!!.... just kidding, our ex's do not deserve too look at hour butts... even when dirty!!!

I sat down the other day and almost pooped in my thong!! I took downmy pajama pants but forgot to pull down my thong!! I don't poop in them , but I did squirt a few ml, so I had to take those off!!! I have clean poop stains of light color thongs, but never urine. I hope the yellow comes off better than the brown! Usually I sleep with no underwear but I forgot to take my thong off last night!!

-Catherine and Anna from Canada in case you happen to peak on the forum miss you !! I wish everyone good fortune where we probably will not have time to check or post here as often as we used too, hope you both are well!


Ally
Hi
Im new to this site,29yo female,slim,black hair,half Italian,half Irish woman.I discovered this site,thanks to a friend,guess where in the office toilet.I usually poop 3-4 times a day depending on what I've eaten.Usually I'd wake up in the morning at 7 and head directly to bathroom and have a satisfying dump. After that I'd have breakfast and my morning coffee and head out to work at about 9am.By 10am I'd have to take my second poop,which would be even more satisfying than the firat one with more thicker logs.Fortunately I'd have some company,as a lot of our female employees have their routine poo at this time.My next poo would come around at 4 or 5 when Im about to leave the office. I'd try to do it at the office most of the times as it could get worse as time goes on...Usually I'd have to poop next before going to bed,but sometimes the urge strikes me at around 6 or 7 when I've finished my gym workout or sometimes mid work out! It usually isn't a big deal but there are girls having 3000 calorie diets who take massive dumps and Ill have to deal with all the smell or unflushed turds when I go to the bathroom.Seriously,all those beautiful girls with those beautiful bodies (and butts!) Would take massive shits on a daily basis.Wow!Anyways,I was wondering how everyone else's routine was,how much times you poo a day,where all you poo.I even wanna know when all people eat and hoe much time it takes to poo...coz this routine that I talked about was very hard to achieve.Earlier in my college days,I would go for days without pooping and then i would poop big multiple times a day.And this cycle would continue itself.Then I started working out,got myself into probiotics and fibre supplements and now here I am.It would mean a lot if you guys could share your stories regarding your routines and how you manage them.Cheers,much love.


Taylor

My Friend Pooping at My House!

So a couple weeks ago on a Saturday, I was in my bed watching TV and my friend McKayla called me asking if I wanted to hang out. I told her she could come over to my house since my Mom wouldn't be home all day. This was at about 8:30 and I told her she could come to my house around 12:30-1. I cleaned up the house a bit and once I finished vacuuming the basement I knew I had to go poop and that it would be big since I hadn't pooped in about 2 days. I got in the bathroom dropped my pajamas around my ankles and sat on the cold seat. Instantly I farted a tiny bit and a long crackly turd made its way out and dropped in the toilet with a big splash. As I rolled off some toilet paper and wiped my bum I heard the doorbell ring so I redressed myself and closed the lid and flushed the toilet. I went upstairs and let McKayla in the house. We were just talking in the kitchen and she asked me where the bathroom was, I told her to use the bathroom downstairs since we'd be down there in a bit. I was making us some nachos and she came back upstairs and asked, "Where's the plunger?" "Why you took a poop that fast" "No there's a massive turd in the toilet" and my heart immediately dropped because I knew it was mine. I led her downstairs and went to the closet and grabbed the plunger. I started plunging my poop down the toilet and since it's only me and my mother who live in the house McKayla said, "Wow your mom has some big poops" "Well it wasn't my Mom" "Who was it then" "Me" "Jeez that's yours that thing is massive". I flushed the toilet and it went down, and as I flushed McKayla undid her belt and began bringing down her pants and panties and sat down I put the plunger next to the toilet and she continued to bring her pants around her ankles and she said "Oooh the seat is still warm" "Haha I'll leave you alone for now". I shut the door and went over to the closet (By the way the bathroom was being remodeled) and I went to the back corner which was missing a piece of the wall looking into the bathroom. I looked over and she was sitting there with her arms around her stomach and making these little farts. I heard a big "dunk" in the toilet and Michaela sigh, and then another big "plunk". She said "????" and called my name, and said she needed toilet paper. I went to the upstairs bathroom and grabbed the toilet paper out of the closet and went back downstairs. As soon as I opened the door, McKayla was spraying Febreeze by the toilet and I saw two massive turds in the toilet and her pale bum facing me. She said Thank You and I shut the door. I was very surprised about how big McKayla's poop, it would have easily been around 20 inches long if it didn't break in half coming out of her bum.


Ally
Hi
Im new to this site,29yo female,slim,black hair,half Italian,half Irish woman.I discovered this site,thanks to a friend,guess where in the office toilet.I usually poop 3-4 times a day depending on what I've eaten.Usually I'd wake up in the morning at 7 and head directly to bathroom and have a satisfying dump. After that I'd have breakfast and my morning coffee and head out to work at about 9am.By 10am I'd have to take my second poop,which would be even more satisfying than the firat one with more thicker logs.Fortunately I'd have some company,as a lot of our female employees have their routine poo at this time.My next poo would come around at 4 or 5 when Im about to leave the office. I'd try to do it at the office most of the times as it could get worse as time goes on...Usually I'd have to poop next before going to bed,but sometimes the urge strikes me at around 6 or 7 when I've finished my gym workout or sometimes mid work out! It usually isn't a big deal but there are girls having 3000 calorie diets who take massive dumps and Ill have to deal with all the smell or unflushed turds when I go to the bathroom.Seriously,all those beautiful girls with those beautiful bodies (and butts!) Would take massive shits on a daily basis.Wow!Anyways,I was wondering how everyone else's routine was,how much times you poo a day,where all you poo.I even wanna know when all people eat and hoe much time it takes to poo...coz this routine that I talked about was very hard to achieve.Earlier in my college days,I would go for days without pooping and then i would poop big multiple times a day.And this cycle would continue itself.Then I started working out,got myself into probiotics and fibre supplements and now here I am.It would mean a lot if you guys could share your stories regarding your routines and how you manage them.Cheers,much love.


Wednesday, June 26, 2019


Canada poop

To Asheigh

Hi Asheigh yes please do share more stories but I'd also ask if these are really accidental as even you said she doesn't seem care my cousin used do it daily for because she didn't want stop doing something or because she was often constipated and found it easier to go in her pants then sit on toilet for long periods we didn't make a big deal about it and she out grew it' eventually


Bianca

Mom

Dear Toiletstool,
Mom has had diarrhea for 3 days now. Wednesday night, she ran to the bathroom all night with it. The diarrhea flushed everything right through, so she became weak after a while. She's still sick today, but hopefully should be better by tomorrow. To Allison: great creativity with your pee choice! If both of my toilets were being used, I'd either go for a puppy pad myself, or maybe even outside. Bye!


Mark

Automatic Toilet & Reply to S

S, i am exactly the same as you, i hate public toilets and i always try and hold it. I normally try to wait until nobody is home so i can go in private. Or i'll turn the shower on, to mask the.. sounds. I often don't go for days so they normally end up pretty big, which can get embarrassing when I have to flush multiple times. That's why I like to be home alone to do it so nobody can hear the flushes and guess what i'm doing.

I never used the toilets at school for "that", but I did have quite a few close calls where I ducked into somewhere on my way home to reluctantly let it out in a public loo. I used the ones in College a few times out of desperation because there were some rarely used ones at the top of the science area, but even then, i'd rather not. Have you really managed to never go in public once your whole life so far? You must have good control.

As for recent stories, I don't really have many at the moment. I did have to use one of those automatic toilets you pay to enter the other week because i really had to go, but it was disgusting. It's a green looking small thing in the middle of the street and you have to pay to use it, so i put the coins in and shuffled a bit waiting for the door to hurry up and open.

Inside it stank, and as i turned and shut the automatic door behind me I almosr coughed a bit. The "toilet" if you could call it that was just a small white bowl with no water in it and not even a toilet seat! I papered the seat but even then it looked soggy due to all the pee on it. I gave up and decided to awkwardly hover over it, because it was starting to come out. There's a big mirror directly facing it, so it was embarrassing watching myself perched over this slimy basin. I held the wall with my hand for support as almost immediately two large logs hit the bowl with a splat and I gasped in relief.

As i pushed to make sure I was done, I realised how much worse I had made the smell. These toilets don't flush until you open the door, so as i started wiping, the room started to absolutely reek of poo. I decided to hurry up and get out of there quick. Not a pleasant experience!


Taylor

Toilet signs

Victoria - I am glad you enjoyed my story, if you happen to try it yourself please tell us all about it!

Our trains have a sign very similar to yours on the underside of the toilet lid! "Please don't flush nappies, sanitary towels, paper towels, gum, old phones, unpaid bills, junk mail, your ex's sweater, hopes, dreams or goldfish down this toilet."


Air Force Vet

Young and Incontinent

I am a 27 year old air force veteran and I have bladder spasms and irritable bowel syndrome. I have lots of accidents and its really difficult to be social. If there is anyone out their who can relate to having continence issues please let me know.


SquatSpotter
Allison-

Get a portable urinal. Those are awesome and they make them for men and women. Did you post here awhile back? i think i remember reading some of yours. Let us know what you figure out.


menamerized

Farts-a-Plenty

Today I went to see Aladdin for the second time with my aunt and during the showing there was a guy sitting behind us that farted really loud. It was like "VRRRRRP (pause) FRRRRT!" and I think it must've lasted for about a minute even with that pause.

Funny thing is, I laughed so hard during 'Friend Like Me' that *I* ended up farting too...but mine were nothing compared to the poor guy behind us.


Bianca

Luck

To Ashleigh: good luck with getting Ava to stop pooping her pants! If by any chance she really can't help it, the best course of action is to get help. If I remember correctly, I think I took medicine for my incontinence issues. Perhaps if on the other hand Ava is doing it on purpose, I think it's best to talk to her to find out why. I'm going on the hunch though, that Ava really can't help it given the fact she has cried. I don't think anyone who poops on purpose would cry that I know of. My poop this morning sputtered out in chunks, and felt great. It's such a great feeling to read Toiletstool as it is writing emails to Otis Elevator from Connecticut! If they're offices are housed in a large facility, I bet the bathrooms are big. When I read emails from Rubi (she's been writing back most often lately) I sometimes imagine she has a good pee gush, and hope her poos are all well. Another person who has written before (Mannon), I'm sure has great bathroom experiences, too. Yesterday my poop was a bit broken up, too. Bye!


To Victoria- laugh out loud to that sign you saw!!! I have an idea!! You should get toilet paper with a picture your ex!!! Then you can wipe your ass with his face and flush him down the toilet!!!! I'm just finished pooping and I'm going to imagine my ex on the toilet paper!! Take that!!!.... just kidding, our ex's do not deserve too look at hour butts... even when dirty!!!

I sat down the other day and almost pooped in my thong!! I took downmy pajama pants but forgot to pull down my thong!! I don't poop in them , but I did squirt a few ml, so I had to take those off!!! I have clean poop stains of light color thongs, but never urine. I hope the yellow comes off better than the brown! Usually I sleep with no underwear but I forgot to take my thong off last night!!

-Catherine and Anna from Canada in case you happen to peak on the forum miss you !! I wish everyone good fortune where we probably will not have time to check or post here as often as we used too, hope you both are well!


Abbie

Latest update

Hi everyone, sorry I haven't posted for ages, I've been really busy and just haven't had chance.
Imogen- sorry to hear you've had an upset stomach and glad you made it onto the loo in time when you were bursting for a poo, sounded like it was pretty close!
Anyway, after a bit of an easier time and getting into a fairly good 'every other day' rhythm as far as my bowels are concerned I have unfortunately started to get constipated again this last week or so, and have slid right back into only wanting a poo every 3 or 4 days. As always when I go that long between poos my first log is really fat, hard and dry, I can push it out a bit but before I know where I am it starts going back up my bum which is just sooo frustrating!! The only solution then is to push and strain really hard and spend ages on the loo. This specific story is from last Friday when Lucys cousin Lydia stayed for the weekend, she's been doing exams recently so Lucy and I finished work early and met up with her in town after her last exam of the day. We went to get a coffee and a cake and as we were sitting in the cafe Lydia pulled a face and rubbed her belly, Lucy asked her if she was OK and she said, "Yeah I've just got really bad bellyache, I think I need to have a poo, I tried to go earlier on at school but I couldn't!"
"Do you want to use the loo here or would you rather go back home?" I asked. Lydia thought for a second and said, "Actually, do you mind if we go? I've been a bit constipated lately so I'd rather relax and take my time!" As we were walking back to the bus stop I felt a few twinges and realised that I was starting to want a poo as well, just as Lydia had done I clutched my belly and Lucy said, "Do you need to go for a poo as well Abbie?" and I said, "Yeah, I'm not too desperate yet though!" We got back home a few minutes later and Lydia was jiggling up and down on the doorstep as Lucy unlocked the door, she said, "Please hurry, I'm literally just about to poo my pants!" We all went upstairs to the bedroom, I had totally forgotten that Lucy and I had left loads of our knickers drying on a clothes airer, its been so wet recently that we've got really behind with the washing and we'd both practically run out of clean underwear! Typically my most embarrassing knickers were on display (as in really grim flowery ones!!) I could feel myself blushing a bit as I said, "Sorry about our knickers, we haven't done any washing for ages, it's been so wet!"
Lydia said, "Don't worry, I've been drying my pants in my room too, I know what you mean, its been impossible to keep up with the washing!" At least Lydia wears normal cotton girls pants rather than anything trendy so I tried not to feel too embarrassed. She quickly went over to the ensuite, lifting her grey school skirt, she was wearing a tight pair of pink knickers with yellow and blue flowers and butterflies which she dropped to her knees before sitting down heavily on the loo. She looked down at her knickers and said, "Damn, I've got a massive skidmark, I'll have to change my pants when I'm done!" She then took a deep breath and started to push straight away, with each push some wee spurted down into the loo. After a few minutes she was starting to go quite red and her grunts were getting louder but nothing seemed to be happening, Lucy and I were trying to take her mind off it by chatting about all sorts. "Sorry about all the grunting, it comes out a bit but it goes back up my bum when I stop pushing!" gasped Lydia.
"When did you last manage to have a poo?" Lucy asked.
"UmmÖ I went at school Monday lunchtime, I knew I was getting constipated then coz I had a really hard time but luckily I went to the loo with Annabelle and she was struggling as well so at least there was two of us were sitting there grunting!!" Lydia paused and then added, "But I haven't been able to have a poo since even though I've been trying every day as soon as I get to school and again at lunchtime!"
"Well at least you were able to go with Annabelle," I said, "I remember getting really embarrassed when I was constipated and I wanted a poo at school, I would have to sit there for ages and I couldn't help grunting as I pushed, I knew other girls would hear me but sometimes I was lucky enough to be next door to another girl who would be having a hard poo and grunting as well!"
"Well, I always use the girls loos by the library when I need to have a poo at school," said Lydia as she started to push again. "Most girls using them seem to want a poo and judging by how long some of them spend in there and the noises they make I'm not the only one who gets constipated!"
"Yeah, to be honest I think a lot of school kids end up suffering with constipation," Lucy said, "I know it happened to me and Abbie and a lot of our friends, I don't think only being able to use the loo at set times really helps, when I was at school I would always get the urge for a poo mid morning but I just didn't have time to go at morning break so I would hold it in and then end up constipated!"
"Yeah I totally agree, I have to hold my poo in a lot at school and then its always harder when I eventually get round to going, I've talked to my friends about it and some of them have exactly the same problem and get constipated alot too! Anyway, if I'm ever gonna finish this poo I'm gonna have to stop talking!" Lydia panted, and she started to push really hard and go red in the face. After several more minutes of straining I was just about to ask her if she was OK when she suddenly gasped and a massive plop rang around the room. She stayed to finish off with a few more bits before wiping her bum and flushing, she then stood up, took off her knickers and went back into the bedroom to find some clean ones. "Right, my turn now, I haven't been for a poo in a few days either so I'm gonna struggle too!" I said as I went over to the toilet and dropped my jeans and green knickers to my knees. As I sat down and started to push I could feel a hard lump slowly moving down inside me, after a couple of minutes the tip of a really dry and massive poo was starting to come out. Lydia came back in and sat on the floor cross legged, she was still wearing her school skirt and I could see her knickers, her clean ones were plain white and looked even tighter than the ones she'd had on earlier! When I stopped pushing it started to get sucked back up my bum, which I had predicted would happen but I was kind of hoping I might be wrong! "Sorry, I've got exactly the same problem, it keeps going back up my bum!" I gasped, I had to carry on pushing as hard as I could until I managed to get the widest part through. Then of course it ended up getting stuck, so I had to give a few massive pushes and could feel I was going red, I was making some really loud grunts but tried not to get too embarrassed. Lucy and Lydia just kept chatting as I heaved and grunted away, I was straining so hard I couldn't really say anything though! Lydia was fidgeting around on the floor, suddenly she knelt and reached up under her skirt, she said, "Sorry, these pants are stuck up my bum, there way too small for me, I've had them since like Year 8 but I couldn't find any other clean ones to bring!"
Finally I felt the poo moving again and a minute or so later it dropped into the loo with a massive splash. Lucy said, "Are you done yet Abs, only I really want a poo now, watching you two has made me desperate!!" I told her I still had to do a bit more but I could feel that the next log would be a lot easier to get out. A couple of logs later I was done, I quickly wiped my bum, pulled my knickers and jeans back up and then flushed, luckily somehow it all went away. I swopped places with Lucy, she pulled down her leggings and yellow flowery knickers and then sat. She started to have a wee, her stream fizzing down into the bowl, and as it dribbled to a stop a few seconds later I heard her take a deep breath and saw her belly tensing as she started to push. She couldn't help grunting as she released her breath, and 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, after a few hard pushes and some more grunts, there was a moan of relief and a splash as Lucys 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 before pulling up her knickers and leggings. Hope you enjoyed this story, will try to post again soon, bye for now!


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Abbie as always another great story.

To: Arianna great story about your huge poop.

Well that's all for now

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Taylor

Toilet signs

Victoria - I am glad you enjoyed my story, if you happen to try it yourself please tell us all about it!

Our trains have a sign very similar to yours on the underside of the toilet lid! "Please don't flush nappies, sanitary towels, paper towels, gum, old phones, unpaid bills, junk mail, your ex's sweater, hopes, dreams or goldfish down this toilet."


Taylor

Unexpected poop at work

Hi everyone! Just a quickie today. I have talked in the past about times where I've pooped without even knowing I needed to, I had another one of those moments today. I was at work, doing an afternoon shift for a change instead of my usual evenings and at about 2pm I took my break, really needing a wee. I went into the single ladies toilet and pulled my work trousers down to my knees with my pink thong as I sat. A few seconds later I started peeing, a nice gentle stream that splashed noisily into the water below. It felt lovely! I went for about 30 seconds and wiped myself before quickly responding to a text message, if I didn't reply then it would have to wait for a few hours. I had been typing for about a minute when out of nowhere I felt pressure against my backdoor. I just relaxed and sure enough a few seconds later I was gently opened up by my poop coming out. I didn't even feel the need to go! I had already been once this morning so I'm usually good for another five hours. I carried on typing as it easily slid out of me and fell into the bowl with a "plunk" and another piece quickly followed. I finished my message and stood up, looking into the bowl before wiping. There was my tissue sat in the slightly yellow water from my wee, and sitting on top were two small, perfectly smooth logs. I sat down again and got myself some more toilet paper to wipe my behind, only needing two pieces before getting dressed, flushing and washing my hands.

I haven't pooped this evening like I usually would, so I'm wondering what tomorrow morning will be like!


Imogen

Crossed legs

Hi everyone

Abbie, things are better now thank you! Sounds like talking to Lydia reminded you of your own school days.

I've finished my exams and started a job at a local company so I'll be staying in my uni city for a bit. A few weeks ago I met a guy for a date after work, I was wearing black trousers and a white blouse (it was my first week so I wanted to look smart even though they're actually quite laid back about what people wear in the office). We had a lovely evening and had a few drinks in the pub, then we said we'd walk part of the way home together as we lived in the same direction. As we walked I very quickly became desperate for a wee and realised that I ought to have gone before I left the pub. I hoped I wasn't too obvious as I'd only just met this guy! We stopped to say our goodbyes and I tried to not look odd, as soon as we went our separate ways I ducked into the first alleyway and hid behind a phone box, I had to undo the buttons on my trousers which meant pushing in and this caused a dribble to come out! I managed to frantically tear down my trousers and pink knickers and do a much needed wee onto the path. Luckily there was only a very small wet patch. Phew!


Sonya Sue

Getting my daily crap in away from home

Since graduating from high school last year, going off to college, coming back to work at the convenience store this summer, and getting time in with my boyfriend Cameron, almost daily I feel I'm about to split in half when I have to continually hold my crap in. Such was the case again yesterday.

I played in an all-day volleyball tournament as part of an intramural league. Since my team was winning, we kept being assigned to a different court at this huge park which is a few miles from our city. As we progressed we played 11 different teams. I was lucky to get a couple of 30-second pees in and both times I was still pulling up and buttoning my jean shorts as I had already begun running back to my team which would be penalized if I was late.

So when the tournament ended at sundown I was feeling some punching from my crap. The toilets at the park had already been locked so I changed into my store uniform in the car and by looking at my phone I determined that I would be using all the 25 minutes of the drive to the store. I work the 10 p.m. to 6 a.m. shift. My only hope was that one of the two unisex toilets would be available. I threw the door open at 10 p.m. exactly and immediately thought F***! when I saw lines four and five deep in two of our aisles. Several of those waiting were really young children with parents. (Corporate advertises the cleanest restrooms and the seat-papers we have available. Parents have told me they like them for their kids, but as for me, I think they're dumb and they help to clog the stools).

Vi, my manager, and I were busy for the whole time with a lot of people both gassing up, making inside purchases and then seeking to relieve themselves. At 6 a.m. when clocking out, I was looking forward to my crap. But Cameron texted me from the lot to hurry up and get out there because we had a three hour drive (at least) to the beach. I felt bad about forgetting about that, although I knew that I had my new swimwear in the large clothing bag in the car. As we started our drive and my bowels were becoming increasingly more agitated, I tried to tell Cameron my situation. He's much more disciplined than me and much more proficient than me in the bathroom department.

Back while we were in drama together in high and worked on building the sets like all day on Sundays, our group would just use the guys bathroom close to our theater. The first time he let me watch him go to the bathroom there I was in awe. He dropped his jeans and boxers, took his seat, moved his organ off the front of the bowl, and almost immediately he was aiming his pee into the bowl at the same time that his pieces of crap started to drop. Almost totally in-sync he pulled off the smallest amount of toilet paper, stood and very efficiently cleaned himself. He did a single foot-flush and at the sink continued to be more smooth. Didn't waste punching out any unneeded soap, no problem like bursting the output of the water faucet, and he pulled down one brown hand towel with no jam or fumbling with using it.

So when we arrived at the beach, I ran ahead of him to the bathhouse. I had been holding off an accident for so long. I even cursed him when he asked why I was so excited. I was correct in my belief that getting to the beach so early in the day would mean that the facilities would be less crowded. These toilets were like in a wooden building. No partitions, just 8 toilets, each with a huge pipe holding the square wooden seat and box under it up. What I figured out was the seat was painted black and the wood had been sat on so much I could see slivers being a threat to my skin. I decided to sit gingerly and make no movement at all. I chose my perch carefully and knew there was no room for error, unless I wanted a lot of skin injuries to my butt. I carefully seated myself, and within a couple of seconds, the burps and dumps of my relatively soft crap came out. One was right after another and I felt ecstasy with the ease and vacuum being opened in my gut.

Then things got back to normal for me: I used eight pieces of toilet paper to clean myself, I got some of the mess on my fingers because I wasn't using the toilet paper correctly, and when I stood and grabbed the flush chain attached to the ceiling, I pulled it too awkwardly or hard I guess, because the gulp noise it created so startled me that I almost peed my pants. Two other girls who were close to me gave me a really offensive look. There was no hot water or soap and I had a mess on my right hand. When I joined Cameron back on the beach, he sensed I was upset and started an interrogation. I just ran out into the water and luckily he followed me. We had a good time.


Monday, June 24, 2019


Constiguy

Alternative to Straining on Toilet

As a fellow constipation sufferer rather than sit on the toilet straining I wear incontenence undies and try and poo when the urge hits and I get into a comfortable position and push. Usually it is a squat holding onto the sides of the bath and sometimes it is the birthing position. It works much better. Or I may be watching TV and if the urge hits I push there and then. It might be worth a try !!!!


Allison

I really wish we had 2 bathrooms

So my husband is super private when he poops he won't even let me in there when I'm bursting to pee so I could use the bathtub or the sink. We got home today and he immediately went to the bathroom and shut the door. We only have on bathroom and I really had to pee! This happens a lot unfortunately and I can't hold my pee very long before I have an accident so I've gotten creative during these situations. Today I used a puppy pad because they are supposed to be super absorbent. I have them because I line my guinea pig cage with them under all the shavings. I put it out in the ground and then I took my pants and undies off completely. Then I just kind of squatted over it and went. It felt sssooo good and it absorbed it so fast and there was no mess! I am honestly thinking of buying an adult potty chair for these situations, but it was nice to know the puppy pads work


Asheigh
My little sister Ava is 12 years old and still poops her pants. She's always had the occasional accident, as every little girl does, but hers have always seemed to be more common than normal. She would have at least one accident a month, which doesn't sound like a lot, but it's more than a girl her age should have, and lately, they seem to be getting more frequent.

It all started about a month ago. I was doing yardwork while Ava was riding her bike around the neighborhood. She came home and got off her bike in the driveway to walk it into the garage when I noticed a big bulge and a light brown stain in her baby-blue running shorts. I asked her if she'd pooped her pants and she said she did because she didn't want to stop riding. She didn't even seem to care and I was wondering what she would do when she went inside so I followed her. She walked right past the bathroom and into the playroom, where she closed the door behind her. I told our mom that Ava pooped her pants. Mom went into the playroom and yelled at her to go clean up and that was the end of that.

The next story takes place about a week later when I went to pick Ava up from school. I pulled up in front of the playground where all the kids were playing, but Ava was just standing by the wall with her head down. I called for her to get into the car, and she started walking really slow toward me. When she got in, she didn't say anything and I noticed the smell of poop. I lifted up her skirt and saw that her panties were badly messed. I asked her what happened and she said she didn't know. She said she didn't notice that she had to poop until she was really desperate and she just didn't make it. She was crying and beegged me not to tell Mom. I put a sweatshirt down under her so she didn't get the seat dirty. When we got home, Mom was still at work so I took Ava to the bathroom and helped her clean up, which took about 30 minutes.

She had another accident two weeks later. I was on our front porch reading a book when Mom and Ava came back from Ava's dance class. They were early so I wondered if something happened. Then Ava stepped out of the car crying and Mom followed behind her, yelling the whole time, things like "You should be ashamed" and "I should put you back in diapers." When they got to the door, I noticed that the back of Ava's pink leotard had a flattened bulge and a huge stain on it. From what I understand, Ava never told her dance teacher that she had to go to the bathroom and pooped herself in the middle of class. Mom sent Ava to bed early and never spoke of it again.

Her latest accident was this past weekend. We were spending the day by the pool. I was inside getting a slice of pizza and enjoying the air conditioning when Ava came in with her hands on her butt muttering that she had to poop. She made it about 5 feet from the bathroom when she stopped in her tracks with her back facing me. A huge bulge formed in the back of her bikini and she waddled into the bathroom. She came out 10 minutes later and I asked her if she was ok. She said again that she didn't know she had to poop until she ws desperate and again asked me not to tell Mom. I agreed, but told her that she should talk to Mom about her accidents before they get worse.

Well, that's all for today, but I have more stories about Ava. Let me know if you want to hear them. Bye!


Victoria B.

Funny sign

I went out with some friends last night for a few beverages. They took effect and I found myself in need of a toilet. I went into the bathrooom and saw the following sign above its one toilet:

Please do not flush the following
Kleenex, paper towels, tampons, pads, hopes & dreams or your ex
down the toilet
Thanks!

As tempted as I was by the last option I knew that it would be better to obey the sign and only flush my pee and the paper I used to wipe after it had finished gushing out of me. He wouldn't be worth the trouble of having to plunge him down.

Love,
Victoria


Kenpoop

Trailer toilet clog

Hi there i was sitting on the toilet at the trailer last week.I did my usual pooping and I wiped my ass then i filled up the toilet with water before i flush away my joby.Well usually at this point i fill up the potty again for the second flush something when wrong it came back to my ass ..... septic tank clog .......... what a mess first i try to unclog it with a plunger but no succŤs then i when on google to chek what i should do.
The only solution was the remove toilet and unclog the bottom part of my pipe
When i lifted the toilet approximately 3 gallons of poop pee and toilet paper filled the little toilet room ishhhh
At this point i did start to be sick what a smell
It took me 2 hours to unplug the drain and clean the messy floor it was like 1" thick on the floor i had to scoop this with a dustpan and trow that in a pale? And then clean and wash the floor with javex


Saturday, June 22, 2019


Abbie

Latest update

Hi everyone, sorry I haven't posted for ages, I've been really busy and just haven't had chance.
Imogen- sorry to hear you've had an upset stomach and glad you made it onto the loo in time when you were bursting for a poo, sounded like it was pretty close!
Anyway, after a bit of an easier time and getting into a fairly good 'every other day' rhythm as far as my bowels are concerned I have unfortunately started to get constipated again this last week or so, and have slid right back into only wanting a poo every 3 or 4 days. As always when I go that long between poos my first log is really fat, hard and dry, I can push it out a bit but before I know where I am it starts going back up my bum which is just sooo frustrating!! The only solution then is to push and strain really hard and spend ages on the loo. This specific story is from last Friday when Lucys cousin Lydia stayed for the weekend, she's been doing exams recently so Lucy and I finished work early and met up with her in town after her last exam of the day. We went to get a coffee and a cake and as we were sitting in the cafe Lydia pulled a face and rubbed her belly, Lucy asked her if she was OK and she said, "Yeah I've just got really bad bellyache, I think I need to have a poo, I tried to go earlier on at school but I couldn't!"
"Do you want to use the loo here or would you rather go back home?" I asked. Lydia thought for a second and said, "Actually, do you mind if we go? I've been a bit constipated lately so I'd rather relax and take my time!" As we were walking back to the bus stop I felt a few twinges and realised that I was starting to want a poo as well, just as Lydia had done I clutched my belly and Lucy said, "Do you need to go for a poo as well Abbie?" and I said, "Yeah, I'm not too desperate yet though!" We got back home a few minutes later and Lydia was jiggling up and down on the doorstep as Lucy unlocked the door, she said, "Please hurry, I'm literally just about to poo my pants!" We all went upstairs to the bedroom, I had totally forgotten that Lucy and I had left loads of our knickers drying on a clothes airer, its been so wet recently that we've got really behind with the washing and we'd both practically run out of clean underwear! Typically my most embarrassing knickers were on display (as in really grim flowery ones!!) I could feel myself blushing a bit as I said, "Sorry about our knickers, we haven't done any washing for ages, it's been so wet!"
Lydia said, "Don't worry, I've been drying my pants in my room too, I know what you mean, its been impossible to keep up with the washing!" At least Lydia wears normal cotton girls pants rather than anything trendy so I tried not to feel too embarrassed. She quickly went over to the ensuite, lifting her grey school skirt, she was wearing a tight pair of pink knickers with yellow and blue flowers and butterflies which she dropped to her knees before sitting down heavily on the loo. She looked down at her knickers and said, "Damn, I've got a massive skidmark, I'll have to change my pants when I'm done!" She then took a deep breath and started to push straight away, with each push some wee spurted down into the loo. After a few minutes she was starting to go quite red and her grunts were getting louder but nothing seemed to be happening, Lucy and I were trying to take her mind off it by chatting about all sorts. "Sorry about all the grunting, it comes out a bit but it goes back up my bum when I stop pushing!" gasped Lydia.
"When did you last manage to have a poo?" Lucy asked.
"UmmÖ I went at school Monday lunchtime, I knew I was getting constipated then coz I had a really hard time but luckily I went to the loo with Annabelle and she was struggling as well so at least there was two of us were sitting there grunting!!" Lydia paused and then added, "But I haven't been able to have a poo since even though I've been trying every day as soon as I get to school and again at lunchtime!"
"Well at least you were able to go with Annabelle," I said, "I remember getting really embarrassed when I was constipated and I wanted a poo at school, I would have to sit there for ages and I couldn't help grunting as I pushed, I knew other girls would hear me but sometimes I was lucky enough to be next door to another girl who would be having a hard poo and grunting as well!"
"Well, I always use the girls loos by the library when I need to have a poo at school," said Lydia as she started to push again. "Most girls using them seem to want a poo and judging by how long some of them spend in there and the noises they make I'm not the only one who gets constipated!"
"Yeah, to be honest I think a lot of school kids end up suffering with constipation," Lucy said, "I know it happened to me and Abbie and a lot of our friends, I don't think only being able to use the loo at set times really helps, when I was at school I would always get the urge for a poo mid morning but I just didn't have time to go at morning break so I would hold it in and then end up constipated!"
"Yeah I totally agree, I have to hold my poo in a lot at school and then its always harder when I eventually get round to going, I've talked to my friends about it and some of them have exactly the same problem and get constipated alot too! Anyway, if I'm ever gonna finish this poo I'm gonna have to stop talking!" Lydia panted, and she started to push really hard and go red in the face. After several more minutes of straining I was just about to ask her if she was OK when she suddenly gasped and a massive plop rang around the room. She stayed to finish off with a few more bits before wiping her bum and flushing, she then stood up, took off her knickers and went back into the bedroom to find some clean ones. "Right, my turn now, I haven't been for a poo in a few days either so I'm gonna struggle too!" I said as I went over to the toilet and dropped my jeans and green knickers to my knees. As I sat down and started to push I could feel a hard lump slowly moving down inside me, after a couple of minutes the tip of a really dry and massive poo was starting to come out. Lydia came back in and sat on the floor cross legged, she was still wearing her school skirt and I could see her knickers, her clean ones were plain white and looked even tighter than the ones she'd had on earlier! When I stopped pushing it started to get sucked back up my bum, which I had predicted would happen but I was kind of hoping I might be wrong! "Sorry, I've got exactly the same problem, it keeps going back up my bum!" I gasped, I had to carry on pushing as hard as I could until I managed to get the widest part through. Then of course it ended up getting stuck, so I had to give a few massive pushes and could feel I was going red, I was making some really loud grunts but tried not to get too embarrassed. Lucy and Lydia just kept chatting as I heaved and grunted away, I was straining so hard I couldn't really say anything though! Lydia was fidgeting around on the floor, suddenly she knelt and reached up under her skirt, she said, "Sorry, these pants are stuck up my bum, there way too small for me, I've had them since like Year 8 but I couldn't find any other clean ones to bring!"
Finally I felt the poo moving again and a minute or so later it dropped into the loo with a massive splash. Lucy said, "Are you done yet Abs, only I really want a poo now, watching you two has made me desperate!!" I told her I still had to do a bit more but I could feel that the next log would be a lot easier to get out. A couple of logs later I was done, I quickly wiped my bum, pulled my knickers and jeans back up and then flushed, luckily somehow it all went away. I swopped places with Lucy, she pulled down her leggings and yellow flowery knickers and then sat. She started to have a wee, her stream fizzing down into the bowl, and as it dribbled to a stop a few seconds later I heard her take a deep breath and saw her belly tensing as she started to push. She couldn't help grunting as she released her breath, and 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, after a few hard pushes and some more grunts, there was a moan of relief and a splash as Lucys 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 before pulling up her knickers and leggings. Hope you enjoyed this story, will try to post again soon, bye for now!




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