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Kayla
Hello I'm back to answer some questions I got about my little sisters.

To JW,

They are actually quite alike, they act, sound and look a lot like each other, I can tell them apart though, they could fool me for a little bit if they wanted but I catch on pretty quickly, currently one of them has short hair that goes to a little above the shoulders, and the other has hair that goes a bit past the shoulders.

And yeah they usually do go around the same time, usually around an hour to literally needing to go at the same time, sometimes one will be constipated and the other one not or just not need to go, and yeah are their poops are quite similar in consistency and regularity for the most part, sometimes one will differ a bit, not really sure why, as the same food do seem to affect them the same as far as I can tell.

To Bianca,

glad your liked the story, yeah my sisters did go lot, it always surprises me at how much they go, I'm always having to go unclog the toilet for them, I don't mind though I'm use to helping them.
To Taylor T,

Glad you liked it, I'm 16, my twin sisters are 7, as for stories about me, I did go that night at home but it was pretty normal and quick.

To Libby,

Hey I'm happy I could inspire you to share about your twins, and I think I'd like to hear more about your twins.

while I'm here I'll tell about another time our toilet had a lot of action.

It was some time ago but Lily wanted to come with me so we went walking around, we walked around for a good while, ended near the park so I let her play there for a bit then we started walking back after a while on our way back, she told me she have to go potty, I asked her if she could hold it till we get back and she shook her head no, I told her she needed to hold it since there was no toilet nearby she told me "ok I try", and we kept walking then after a couple mins she told she had to go again, I asked her "do you have to peepee or poopoo?" she told me "uh.. peepee" I asked her if she wanted to try finding someplace go on the ground, she nodded to me so we look a bit and found a good spot between some bunch of trees and then she puts her hand under her skirt and lowers her lavender panties and squats down and begins peeing immediately she pees for a good while then it slows down to but a trickle and I hear her sigh of relief then she stops peeing completely, then she asks me for some toilet paper, I tell her "let me see if I have my wipes on me" "ok" she tells me as I go checking my pockets then after a small bit I found some and go to hand one to Lily and see poo starting to come out, it just kept getting longer and longer to the point it was coiling around on the ground a bit before the end fell out, then she told me she was done and I give her some wipes and she cleaned her self and pulled her panties up, tossing the wipes on to her waste, one long poo one that coiled around a bit, I told her "must feel better now huh?" and she giggled and said "yeah, lots" then we began walking home again, and after a while I noticed her slowing down some, so I asked her if something was a matter and she told me "need to pee a little more", "I'll go at home" I tell "ok, me too, it's just a couple mins to home" when we get home, we head to the bathroom and go in to find Mily standing at the toilet with her panties on the floor next to her wiping herself, seems she just got done, Mily tells me "I had a big poopoo" I look in the toilet and see long thick poo in the drain hole coming out of the water for a small second before Lily hops on toilet her panties on the floor and then hear peeing loudly, I guess she had to pee more then she was letting on, Mily says "hey I haven't thrown in my toilet paper yet" I tell Lily to let her throw it in, and she opens her legs and Mily toss her paper in then goes to wiping more and then tosses more in, then she ask me if she got it all, I tell her "let me check, bent over" and she does I check and see more I tell her" yeah not clean yet, want me to help?" she nods to me so I get some tp and wipe some, then toss it in then get some more and wiping some more and then all of a sudden she lets out a big loud toot right into the toilet paper then tell me "I have to go poopoo more" and then hear another toot, and she starts holding her bum with her hands, I look over to Lily and toss the toilet paper I was holding in between her legs and see a poo hanging down slowly coming out, I asked her if she about done and she tells me "I think", so I tell Mily to hold it til Lily gets done, after a bit Mily says "poopoo coming out" I tell her "hold it the best you can" then hurry over and get out their old potty chair, they haven't used it in a few years except for of few times like this , I sat it down in front of Mily and she goes to sit on it and I see a bit of poo falls to the floor then hear a sigh of relief, I use some tp to pick up the small piece that fell on the floor then toss it in the toilet and hear Lily grunting and see her trying to push another one out but having trouble with it not coming out, and holding her belly I help by rubbing her belly and she pushes hard again and I see a rather large poo widening her bum hole she tells me "poopoo hard won't come out" then she bends forward and pushes harder and I hear her "emmmmm" and it crackle as it slowly comes out then it picks up speed as more and more comes out and got thinner then she told me she was done, and she got down, I helped her wipe then she got panties back on, then I checked the toilet and saw Mily's poo from before then there was 2 more from Lily one was a really long one that was pretty thick on one end then got thinner at the other end, I think it had been around 4 days since her last good poo, for Mily it had been 3, I flushed the toilet but only some of it went down so had to flush it couple more times, I got it all to go down but the big piece from Lily which was stuck laying across the hole and wouldn't move so I then got some toilet paper and wrapped some around my hand then reached down and picked up Lily's big hard poo and put it in the waste bin.
Then Lily asked me "you peepee too?" I ask her what she meant and she said "you say you had to peepee too on way home" I tell her "oh yeah I did say that" then Lily say "go peepee then" I tell her ok then lift my skirt and lower my panties and then I sit down and I hear Lily say "hearts!" and point to my panties I tell her "yes I have hearts on my panties" I then pee for a bit then push a bit begin to poop, Then Mily told me she was done, and stands up and I see a lot of poo in the bin then she grabs some tp and wipes some then I see her sit back down and I hear her peeing, I don't think she pee any before we got home at least the water didn't look it before Lily got on it, I got done pretty fast just did a couple of slightly more than small logs I wiped then flushed, then after a bit the Door opens and I see Amy, another sister of mine, She's 12 She says "oh sorry I did know you were here" I tell her "it's fine, did you need the toilet?" she tells me "yeah I just got home and gotta go pretty bad." I tell her "you can go if you want, I'm just waiting on Mily to get done here" she then goes up to the toilet and pulls down her panties and sits down then I hear Lily "hearts!" pointing to her panties around her feet I just laugh, seems Amy had hearts too just a different color,
Amy asks why Mily is on the potty chair, I explain what happened and then Mily stands up and I can see she pooed a bit more as there was some on top the tp she just put in there, I could hear crackling coming from Amy, I look in the potty chair and see 2 real long poos that coiled around the bin some, then another one that was fat about 4 " long under them then few more small ones on top the toilet paper in there, and quite a bit pee too and about that time Amy started peeing and then I help Mily wipe quickly then she got her panties on, then Mily and Lily leave to go watch tv, then I hear Amy toot pretty loud, and I see her open her legs and look down into the toilet, I see her peeing still and then see a turd start opening her bum before she closes her legs again then hear her peeing stop a bit latter then she stands up and looks into toilet then, I tell Amy "I gotta empty the potty chair once you get finished there" I look into the toilet and see a huge log laying over the drain hole coming all the way out water then coiling back around to other the end then another laying across it, Amy tells me "umm.. Well it's been quite a while since I've gone so um.. I'm not done yet.. But I don't think this is going to flush." I tell her to try flushing it so she did and one of the logs went down but the other wouldn't move, so I get some tp and grab the huge log it it was pretty firm and sat it in the waste bin with Lily's from before. I told Amy "I have to take the trash out anyways since Lily did one that wouldn't go down" Amy then tells me "ok thanks" then Amy sits back down and I hear her toot and sigh and relax and hear more crackling then hear plop after plop then she gets up and wipes and I see 3 or 4 more smaller pieces "I tell her I'll empty the potty chair" then empty it into the toilet and we flush it down. I rinse it off, take out the trash and clean up and stuff.

Sorry that was so long didn't think it was going to end up being that long, but yeah that's like the most the toilet ever had to handle in such a short time frame, Amy seem to have been holding it the whole time she had been on a trip for a few days and just got back.


Maria

Answer to Sherryl: First Outdoor Potty Experience

I was around 16 years old. We were on a scouts' hike in the Alps lasting several days. Everyone peed outdoor but I was not sure if we were supposed also to poop in the wild. Nobody talked about it. I postponed pooping for the first two days or so. But the third morning the urge was very strong. By a coincidence I saw one of the leaders putting some toilet tissue in his pocket before walking away alone. I got very curious if he really was going to toilet. Then I behaved very rude as I followed him on distance. He went down a slope. Behind some rocks he pulled down his shorts and squatted. I remember that this observation was very satisfying because I got confirmed that it was "ok" to go to toilet also for taking a dump in the nature. When he had finished I went over to the same spot. I remember that I was very careful so that nobody should see me. I pulled down my shorts and squatted and got it done very quickly. I had not brought any toilet tissue and had to wipe with a page from my notebook. Luckily the poo was not messy and I managed with just one wipe. I think that this is the best toilet visit I have ever had. It just was soooo necessary and I left a huge amount of poo. I think almost 3 or 4 times the amount left by the other guy. The last two days of the hike I managed to go to toilet to poop every morning. I think nobody saw me, but I saw one of the boys do it. Even though nobody talked about it I think that we all did, even the boys and the leaders.


Zip

Thanksgiving poop on Black Friday

Hey Richard! You asked about pooping experiences while shopping so I was reminded about the time, several years ago, when I decided to stop at the department store on Black Friday. It was later in the day, so the rush was over, but the store was still quite busy. I knew this store had doorless stalls, so I decided to go and drop a deuce there. I like using doorless stalls, so I'd stop in when I had a chance.

The restroom was actually quite busy. There were 5 regular stalls and a handicapped one on the end. The sinks and mirrors were in front of the stalls. The urinals were directly to the left of the door, as you walked in. I walked down the line of the stalls and saw they were all occupied. It's interesting to note how the guy is seated on the toilet. Some guys are quite shy, doubled over their legs, trousers just barely down enough to use the toilet. Others are looking forward or up, trousers down at ankles exposing their underwear, or maybe around thighs. It's also interesting to see how guys wipe. Some lean forward and reach back to wipe, others wipe from between their legs, and some might stand, facing the door or turned away from the door.

I had to wait and pretty soon, a guy in his 30's with brown hair, in good shape, stood up to wipe. I could see his penis just barely poking out past the bottom of his shirt. He faced the door and wiped a few times. Then he pulled up his white briefs and jeans and walked to the sink and washed up. I immediately took his toilet. With the mirrors, it's kind of odd to have guys watching as you unbutton your trousers and belt and lower your jeans. Then they see as you lower your underwear. It's nothing they haven't seen before, obviously, but it's still odd to get naked in front of strangers.

I pull my jeans and briefs to my ankles and drop my load. I pee into the bowl too. There were several guys who moved in and off the toilets while i was there. After I was done emptying my guts, I grabbed paper and reached between my legs, lifted my junk out of the way, wiping from the front a few times. Then I stood up, pulled my shirt up, and grabbed more paper and wiped from behind a few more times. Once I was satisfied with the cleanup, I pulled up my briefs (I think they were red), and my jeans, and buckled up. I went to wash up, watching as the next guy, probably early 30's again, take my place. I saw as he repeated the movements I just did. He also pulled his jeans and underwear to his ankles and I saw his penis and a bit of pubic hair, dangling into the bowl, as he unleashed a torrent of pee. That must have felt great!

This was a pretty cool department store. Unfortunately it closed and there's a Target there now.


Simmee

Girl/Parent Enema Argument

Yesterday I was bored with study hall because I had all my work done. I had to half way pee so I got a pass to the bathroom. There was only one other person in there. She looked like a freshman, jeans down to the floor, legs spread at about 10-2, and she was hunched over a texting as he sat. I admired her yellow underwear and she smiled at me as I walked by. I got to thinking how my mom had been against my request for lightly colored underwear when I had asked for it as a present. She reminded me that I didn't wipe good enough and unless I got better I was just going to stain them up pretty bad. I wanted to get better but there's just not enough time when you've crapped, and with no privacy doors you're sitting there with a line forming, the 1-minute warning bell going off, and something just tells you to make just one wipe and then run off to class.

Well I took the toilet next to this girl. Her feet were steady and there was no noise from her at all as she texted away. My seat was kind of chilly and I noticed it was somewhat loose. I looked back and saw one of the bolt things holding the black seat on was missing. My dad's such a cynic I could just hear him say that somebody was probably short a bolt at home and therefore stole it. My slight trickle started and picked up, but only for perhaps a half minute. I remembered when I was younger and very conscious about making noise in the school bathrooms. Fart blasts were worse, pee splashing into the water was probably second.

At the point, the girls phone rang. She answered it and immediately got going with an argument I would soon figure out was with her mom.
The profanity started flying almost immediately. Yes, she was in the bathroom. But her laxative wasn't working. I heard her say "That is so f*****' dumb!" several times. Her legs and feet started moving as he got more angry. I decided to wait it out. She told her mom that she didn't need an enema and wouldn't take one when she got home. Then she cursed out the suggestion that she go to the nurse. She said some really mean things about our nurse who is a really nice lady. "All you and grandma do is talk about these GD enemas! I don't know any body that takes them. They hurt me and make me feel like I'm going to f*****' explode," she said.

They were still arguing when I left my toilet, washed my hands and went back to study hall. I might have had an enema or two when I was young, but I don't really remember it much. Here's a survey:

1) Have you ever had an enema?
2) If so, who gave it to you or did you give it to yourself?
3) How many days had it been when you had the enema?
4) Did your parents put any restrictions on you: example, you couldn't go out to play until the enema worked?
5) Did the enema work the first time? How long did it take?
6) How hard was it for you to clean your rear end up after the enema?
7) Did anybody that knew about the enema make fun of you for needing it?
8) Are enemas used as much today as in previous generations? If not, what alternatives are being used?

Name:
Age:
Gender:


Catherine

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Sarah: Thank you for the reply. I'm not certain of either of their bowel habits. I know they go every day, for the most part when they get home from school. Chloe and Zoe have pooped in public bathrooms if it's an emergency. Their biological mother had emotional issues, and was very prudish. She didn't want Alan and the girls to know that she was pooping! If you search "Catherine" in the Names search, and make it case sensitive, you can find posts.


Kathleen
I'm back again, and as promised I have some stories of huge post-Thanksgiving poops. Julie, Lynne, and I went to my parents' house this year. Thursday night was fairly uneventful. After eating I was helping out with the dishes and I had to pee. I went to the bathroom and it was occupied, with my grandma and my uncle waiting. I decided to go find another bathroom as the wine I drank at dinner had made me really have to pee quite badly. That one was taken too, but thankfully I only had to wait a minute before my cousin came out and I could take my much needed pee. On the way back, I passed the main bathroom again and my aunt was exiting, and I caught a wave of her stench emanating from the bathroom. She'd really bombed the place good, peeeee ewww!

Most everyone went home that night. Only me and the girls, and one of my cousins stayed. In the morning, I awoke with a heavy gut and knew I needed to poop. As I got to the bathroom, my cousin was just coming out and he told me he'd "really done a number on the toilet" and needed to go find a plunger. While he did that, my curiosity got the better of me and I had to peek at what he'd left behind. I opened the toilet lid and saw just a massive pile of poop. At least six or seven huge chocolate snakes filling the bowl. I'm not even kidding when I say that it was the most poop I've ever seen come out of a single person. It looked a lot like the remnants of the story I shared when Lynne, Julie, and I all pooped in the same toilet without flushing.

I closed the lid and went to the other bathroom, not envying the plunging job that awaited him. There was no one in that bathroom so I sat on the toilet and let nature take its course. I passed a single long fat turd that I felt coil up in the bowl beneath me. I thought for sure it would clog, but somehow it didn't. It did require a second flush, but no clog thankfully.

Then later in the day the girls and I went Black Friday shopping. After we'd hit a few stores, Julie told me she needed to poop. I was actually feeling a need to poop again as well. Lynne didn't really have to go but she said she might as well pee since we were all going anyway. As you might expect, the mall bathroom was a madhouse. All five stalls were taken and there was a line of three other women waiting, one of whom had her young (7-ish) daughter with her. I guessed that all five of the stalls were occupied by poopers, both because of the smell and the sounds. That they were all still taken a few minutes later confirmed my suspicions.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, the line started to move. Eventually Julie was next in line, then me, and then Lynne, plus two new women had joined the line behind us. A stall opened up and Julie went in. Several more minutes later, another stall opened which I took. I ended up pooping out a turd very similar to the one I'd done earlier that morning, only slightly less substantial. I finished up and left the bathroom and found Lynne waiting for me. We both waited for Julie to finish, but we were waiting a long time. I checked the time and I figured Julie had been in there about 20 minutes. I went back into the bathroom and called for her, just to see if was still there. She answered and said she was almost done, but just needed a few more minutes. Sure enough she came out roughly five minutes later and quietly said "Sorry I just had to go a lot."


Bianca

Stinky

Hey guys. I did a couple of soft poops today that felt like the mushy kind. Once, my brother came out of his room and sniffed around as if to check for dog poop. Yesterday I did a soft smelly poop before excitedly calling the office of a Schindler Elevator company from New Jersey. Lol, I was once again so excited the hand gripping the phone was shaking! The thrill wore off quicker than the last time, and didn't make me poop. To Taylor: nice poop with Jennifer. I haven't been able to do a nice really firm log in a while, but yours sounds like it felt nice judging by the story. Wow, Jennifer had to pee a lot, and judging by the splashes, had a nice poop. Bye!


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Catherine great story about all your poops its sounds like you had a little clear out and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Macy great story.

To: Sheryl great story it sounds like you both had good poops in that shed.

To: Debbie great set of stories.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


melanie
with the holiday season approaching and so many treats around, i've been more constipated than ever recently.
whenever my mum sees me reaching for something she will tell me not to because of how it's going to affect my bowels, but i always do anyway.
i went more than a week without pooing until yesterday. and i didn't wanna tell my mum because i knew she'd just be all like "told you so, mel."
but i finally broke down yesterday evening. my belly was so bloated that i couldn't button any of my pants around it and it hurt terribly.
my mum was sitting on the couch watching tv so i sat next to her and told her that my belly hurt. she gave it a rub and asked how many days it had been since i'd pooed.
i told her the truth and she looked horrified and told me that it ended now.
she pulled me up and took me to the toilet, tugging my pants down and pushing me onto the toilet. she told me she was staying until i got something out because this was so unhealthy. i explained that i didn't feel like i could poo right now so she knelt down by the toilet and began rubbing my belly fairly harshly. i leaned back and farted a lot until i did a really big one and my mum said that she knew there was a poo coming.
she kept rubbing my belly as she instructed me to push. i pushed hard and i felt something coming down. I pushed again and cried out in pain. My mum helped me up and turned me around. "oh melanie, it's huge. its all those goddamn sweets you eat." she cursed, leaving the room. i thought she'd gotten angry and left me but she returned with a bottle of lube and with no warning began lubing up my hole around the huge poo.
"lets try a squat." she said, so i got on the floor, not even bothering to put toilet paper down and pushed hard. my belly was bulging out with a weeks worth of poo stuck in it.
my mum got behind me and squeezed my belly while i pushed yelling things like "PUSHHH!" "Come on! Push it out!" "Bigggg push." until it finally dropped onto the floor. it was giant with blood in it and all knobbly. my mum picked it up with toilet paper and put it in the toilet and then wiped me.
she wasn't letting me off easy though. afterwards i was taken back to the couch where i was given a deep and fairly rough belly rub to try and move down everything else.


Pete

My first outside pooping

To Sherryl and others - I am 22 years old and not at all used to wilderness activities as I grew up in a city. Last summer my best friend and I hired a VW Transporter and used it as a camper van for our vacation in southern parts of Europe. We were very interested in surfing and we went along to the Atlantic coast. For almost three weeks we stayed at a parking lot at a fantastic beach. The area was very wild with no surrounding buildings etc. The nearest village was about 5 kms away. Neither there was any toilet. There was no real forest but lots of low bushes and a terrain with many small bumpy hills. We were not the only ones staying there. Usually there were around 20 vans/cars there, thus probably 40-50 persons living without access to a toilet. Everyone, male and female, seemed to pee just behind their cars. We also did. The first few days I used to take a dump when we drove to the village for shopping etc. That was appropriate to me as I mostly poop at lunch time. But my friend is a morning pooper. He is also used to hiking etc. For him it was no big deal to take the roll of toilet paper and go to find a suitable place in the backbushes when he had to take a dump. He did not seem to bother at all. He thought that I was a bit neurotic when I insisted to go to the village at lunch time every day. After a week or so I became a bit constipated and then one morning I felt a huge urge. I really could not wait and I realized that this had to be the day of my first outdoor poop ever. I took the roll of paper and went away. Down a slope and behind some dense bushes, where obviously several others had gone to toilet before me, I pulled down my shorts and bent forward (not realy squatting) and let go. I was all done in few seconds and I began wiping. But then I suddenly realized that I had been observed from behind. A mature woman (Dutch I later found out) tried to escape from the site without attracting my attention! Gosh, I got embarrassed. I think she had been squatting there herself when I arrived, and without spotting her I had pulled down and let loose with this lady as an involuntary audience. I felt quit upset when coming back telling my friend about the incident. He just laughed and told me to forget about it. He told that he had experienced a similar incident a few days before when a girl from one of our neighboring vans showed up when he was squatting. Later I got quite observant on the issue and I noticed lots of persons heading for the bushes and even saw some others squatting exposing their bums to the world.


Pat
I had told you all before about being at the hospital and walking in on the female doctor taking a shit in one of the unisex bathrooms and how cool she was about it, not getting upset and taking it in stride. As I also told you, she turned out to be a gastroenterologist, saw the digestive system and poop is her specialty.

Well just last week, I had to go back to the hospital again for the results of some other tests that I took later on and I come around the corner and who should I run into but that same laid-back doctor. She smiled and asked me how it was going and I told her just fine. I need an apologize for walking in on her again and she just laughed and told me to please do not worry about it.

She then went on to say "you know, elimination of our wastes is one of the most natural things that we do and yet we act so ashamed of it. I've always been fascinated with how poop comes out of my body since I was a little girl and that's why I decided to pursue gastroenterology as my field of specialty and I've been able to help a lot of people with that. One the biggest things which I try to do is to tell my patients not to resist the urge to go because it's unhealthy to do that. Forget all that social stigma, etc, if you've got to poop then you should answer your body's signal right away. More people who come to see me are there with problems related to withholding their bowel movements when the need strikes. Here, let me give you something that I give to all my patients" she continued with a smile, reaching into her lab coat pocket.

She pulled out a small white pin-on button that said "I moved my bowels today and am proud of it." with a yellow smiley-face under the words. She also handed me her business card. "Here" she said. "Keep this and next time you go to the toilet, you can think of me. And by the way, if you ever need any advice or having any problems with gastroenterological/digestive issues, please don't hesitate to make an appointment to see me and I'll be glad to help you out." eth that, we parted and went our separate ways, but now I have a new friend and someone who can help me should I have digestive issues to address. she has a blog page, I think that I may follow her there as well. Very smart lady with a passion for helping others.


Sarah

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Figured I'd post some earlier replies, and add a couple of another ones before I start sharing some embarrassing pooping stories, I am a 22 year old female who hates to poop anywhere but home.

To Erin S: How are you doing now with your coed bathroom situation, I've had some embarrassing stories in coed bathrooms, one time I was pooping and farting badly and stinking up the bathroom, when this HOT guy came in who I had a crush on, it was soooo embarrassing I wanted to die, so from then on I only went to the bathroom at off times, or in other bathrooms on campus, but I could barley poop in public in general so it was very tough to deal.

To Catherine: Would you mind telling me about your girls's pooping habits, Clhoe is the one who is embarrassed to poop in public, what do you think caused it? Does she poop at school, what about Zoe, do you or the girls have any embarrassing pooping stories.

To Morgan: I had the same problem in college, I was both embarrassed to stink up the bathroom in a coed bathroom in front of cute boys, and also later in a suite with other girls who I knew were judging me for my poops. I just had to make my poop schedule one where I would poop in out of the way bathrooms on campus, and most times I got lucky and could poop as loud and stinky as I wanted to, even though I was paranoid someone would walk into the bathroom.

To Curious: I only pooped at school when there was no other choice, and boy was it embarrassing, I wish we didn't have to poop, but since it's a bodily function that everyone does, I try to make it as discreet as possible,


Anonymous

Marie's Poll

I vote 2) Going in the car.


Sherryl

To Jesse

So sorry for the late response. Yes, there wasn't that much cover in the desert, but it didn't really matter, we were the only ones out there at the time. Even if we hadn't been, it would have made no difference to me, if I have to piss or poop, I'm going to do it where I'm at. It was quite the experience, doing it out in the desert. If you get a chance, go for it. Do you not do it in the woods anymore?
Again, sorry for the late response, I was going through old posts on here and saw that you had responded to my post, only I just now saw it.


Haylee

Finally (I Hope!)

Hey everybody!

So today I actually talked with my friend Kayla, the one who just got a new (to her) car, and she finally said that she had the car long enough for her to allow us to pee in it! I was so happy when she said that! But of course part of me is still upset at her for making me wait this long, but it's ok. I'm pretty much over it. For those who don't remember, my post about it is on page 2775. Anyway, if it means finally being able to pee in a car, I'll be willing to put my pride aside and let it go. I will say this though, part of me is a little skeptical about it. I know she said that we would do it, but she did back out once before, so part of me thinks it could happen again. I hope I'm wrong though, I do want to do it so bad. We're supposed to do it Saturday (tomorrow) so if anyone is interested I'll keep you posted. I do hope it happens though, I want to pee in a car so much!

Take care!
Haylee


Movie Fan

bathroom stuff in various types of media involving women

Here is a list of scenes involving women pooping/peeing/etc in

Movie/TV
1. Big Mamas House the main character Big Mama has diarrhea in her bathroom after eating stewed prunes.

2. Not Another Teen Movie 3 guy in an air vent watch a girl have diarrhea in a bathroom stall

3. Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle the main characters get trapped in a women's bathroom as 2 women play a game of battle shits both have diarrhea

4. Detroit Rock City 3 guys hide in a women's restroom and a cheerleader comes in and pees then farts twice not sure if she was pooping as well.

5. Sex Pot 2 guys see there neighbor naked at one point she sits on the toilet and has a quick burst of diarrhea.

6. Hall Pass a man and woman are in a bathroom she say her stomach hurts she then sneezes and diarrhea shoots out onto a wall behind her.

7. Zac and Miri Make a Porno a man and woman are having sex she says she has been constipated and well she ends up pooping on the camera man.

8. Bikini Bloodbath Christmas a woman is seen pooping on the toilet.

9. Spun a woman takes a small poop on a toilet after not being able to for awhile.

10. Breaking Wind a woman has diarrhea after eating a taco.

11. Killas one episode has 2 women that are drug mules pooping out cocaine filled balloons.

12. Starving Games a woman is shown pooping outside in the woods.

13. Brides Maids several women get food poisoning and one poops in a sink another poops herself.

14. Knall Harte an elderly woman has diarrhea in a bathroom.

15. The Green Inferno a woman gets diarrhea while in a cage.

16. Kick Ass 2 a woman uses a device to make other women puke and one woman gets diarrhea.

17. Septic Man a woman is seen sitting on a toilet having diarrhea and puking.

18. The Change Up a woman gets diarrhea after eating thai food.

19. Larry The Cable Guy Health Inspector several women get diarrhea
Video Game Scenes

1. in Metal Gear Solid 2 a woman pees her pants.

2. Far Cry Primal a woman can sometimes be scene pooping outside.

Books/Magazines

1. in one issue of Mad Magazine Amy Winehouse poops in a fitting room

2. Vaccum Diagrams in one story an alien woman poops

that's all the ones I can think of at this time


Andrea)

Love Pooping

Hi All, Andrea, aged 26 thin and 5 feet 8inches in height here long time lurker on this site. I love the stories on this site. I wonder if anyone has a preference for any particular toilet. Ever since I was very young I have always enjoyed a large hard poo and enjoy spending a long time on the toilet. I enjoy the privacy of the toilet and really like to get comfortable for every poop. In my house as I enjoy my time on the toilet so much I purchased an old style high level cistern and old style pan and lovely wooden antique seat.I really relax on my toilet. I sit right back and pull by legs under the pan and go tip toe with my thighs always close together.Iam very particular about my seating position on the loo. I really take my time and love the tingling feeling going through my legs when I have been sat a long time. I like to take at least an hour on the toilet but at weekends I have sat there for 4 hours or so. I love the time on the loo it is awesome.I just let the hard poo come in its own time. I love the feeling when it sticks for ages in me fortunately I have a high pain threshold. A large hard poo is the most amazing thing to do and I enjoy them immensely. I hope others feel the same.


Thursday, December 05, 2019


End Stall Em

Thanksgiving-Black Friday Overtime

My seniority at the regional mall which I started working at while still in high school finally is paying off. And that's none-to-soon to pay off my college bills which continue to mount.

So me and my intern this semester had to report to mall security. It was an eye-opening experience for Sherona, who is from a small town 200 miles away, where the all-night crowds waiting for bargains at 4 a.m. would have been illegal. So we both reported to the building, used our swipe-cards to get in, and prior to reporting to the security office, I suggested we use the last decent toilet we would have for several hours.

It was a bit different for the two of us to walk into a dark bathroom of 20 some toilets, have the lights activate, and then have our choices of toilets. Of course, I took the ender closest to the door and I motioned for Sherona to keep me company in the next one. My jeans came undone slower than usual and I broke off a nail. I seated myself, somewhat awkwardly on the seat and while repositioning myself, heard Sherona pulling off toilet paper strips for a seat-papering job.
I instantly wondered if she's a distant relative of my Spencer, who even does that at HOME. Then we talked about how this was going to be the warmest we'd be for about 6 hours. My crap came out in one soft blast. Her pee was somewhat stop and go, which might have been because of her nervousness.

Then we both went to the maintenance department where I checked out an open all-terrain vehicle. Our shopping center has 200 some small shops and three large anchor stores. The anchors agreed to open at 4 a.m. but there would be a crowd of hundreds for the specials at each. There were 8 portable toilets outside of each anchor and we were responsible for stocking and then checking each portable once an hour. The job was made tougher because users would seek to warm up and stay in a portable longer than necessary. Also we could easily smell where people sat on curbs and peed into the street. Sherona was frustrated by this and pointed out girls and women on the curbs with clothing lowered to mid-thigh. But I told her we couldn't do anything, but the two police officers patrolling the lots could. Though I knew they wouldn't because that could incite the crowd.

When we'd walk to the front of a line, each with a couple of rolls of toilet paper to attach to the holders, some were polite and and thankful. Others were mean and couldn't understand why we couldn't let them into the mall so they could use the "normal" toilets. We just told them we were hourly workers following policy. Security took care of a few lock-in situations where children couldn't undo the latch to leave a portable. A couple of phones were turned in and we found a pack of smokes and even a package of condoms in checking out each unit at 4 a.m.

Sherona and I went to an all-night coffee house to kill time until our regular shift began at 6 a.m. That was a 12-hour commitment that will pay off a lot of my college bills.


End Stall Em

Thanksgiving-Black Friday Overtime

My seniority at the regional mall which I started working at while still in high school finally is paying off. And that's none-to-soon to pay off my college bills which continue to mount.

So me and my intern this semester had to report to mall security. It was an eye-opening experience for Sherona, who is from a small town 200 miles away, where the all-night crowds waiting for bargains at 4 a.m. would have been illegal. So we both reported to the building, used our swipe-cards to get in, and prior to reporting to the security office, I suggested we use the last decent toilet we would have for several hours.

It was a bit different for the two of us to walk into a dark bathroom of 20 some toilets, have the lights activate, and then have our choices of toilets. Of course, I took the ender closest to the door and I motioned for Sherona to keep me company in the next one. My jeans came undone slower than usual and I broke off a nail. I seated myself, somewhat awkwardly on the seat and while repositioning myself, heard Sherona pulling off toilet paper strips for a seat-papering job.
I instantly wondered if she's a distant relative of my Spencer, who even does that at HOME. Then we talked about how this was going to be the warmest we'd be for about 6 hours. My crap came out in one soft blast. Her pee was somewhat stop and go, which might have been because of her nervousness.

Then we both went to the maintenance department where I checked out an open all-terrain vehicle. Our shopping center has 200 some small shops and three large anchor stores. The anchors agreed to open at 4 a.m. but there would be a crowd of hundreds for the specials at each. There were 8 portable toilets outside of each anchor and we were responsible for stocking and then checking each portable once an hour. The job was made tougher because users would seek to warm up and stay in a portable longer than necessary. Also we could easily smell where people sat on curbs and peed into the street. Sherona was frustrated by this and pointed out girls and women on the curbs with clothing lowered to mid-thigh. But I told her we couldn't do anything, but the two police officers patrolling the lots could. Though I knew they wouldn't because that could incite the crowd.

When we'd walk to the front of a line, each with a couple of rolls of toilet paper to attach to the holders, some were polite and and thankful. Others were mean and couldn't understand why we couldn't let them into the mall so they could use the "normal" toilets. We just told them we were hourly workers following policy. Security took care of a few lock-in situations where children couldn't undo the latch to leave a portable. A couple of phones were turned in and we found a pack of smokes and even a package of condoms in checking out each unit at 4 a.m.

Sherona and I went to an all-night coffee house to kill time until our regular shift began at 6 a.m. That was a 12-hour commitment that will pay off a lot of my college bills.


Sherryl

To Marie

I vote for something from your childhood.


Catherine

Thanksgiving Caseroles!

I hope that everyone is having a great final day of Thanksgiving! I can't wait to read some of your stories!

As for me, I don't have anything really exciting.

On Thursday evening, I had a pretty normal bowel movement, which came out as one warm, thick, soft log that broke into three pieces as it came rest in the toilet.

However, on Friday I had to work. So, I went through my normal routine of exercise, breakfast and getting ready for the day. When it was time to poop, I sat down and released a lot thick, but soft and mushy stool. It had a pretty heavy smell to it and looked like a pile in the toilet. My stomach still felt bloated, crampy and gassy. So, I thought, "there will be more of this!"

Around 10:00 AM, I felt another trip to the bathroom on the way. The office bathroom was locked and so I had to use the one in the restaurant area. This time, the poop exited quick and forcefully, with a little farting noise and ended with a loud fart! It really smelled in there!

And, not an hour later I was back in the restroom with a very similar bowel movement. I wasn't sick, and that time it felt like I got everything out.

I didn't poop again on Friday, but yesterday and today I've been back on schedule with my usual loggie poop.

I hope everyone else is do(o)ing well!

Love to all!

Catherine!


Cole

Marie's Story vote

Marie, i vote for something from your childhood.


Johnny

My First Story

Hello everyone, my name is John, I am 15 and 6'2" and this is my first time posting here. I discovered this site about a year ago but I didn't feel ready to tell you my stories. That is because I am not very sure on my English, my main language not beeing it.

Anyway,this story begins two years ago when I was 13.It was the birthday of one of my best friends and he invited me to his party at his house. We ate snaks, drank soda, told jockes, played games, anything some 13 years old children could do at a party. We ordeed pizza,ate and a girl from the party(let's name her Ann, is not her real name but it doesn't matters) came with the ideea of watching a movie.

As I was sitting with the others on the sofa my belly started rumbling and I felt presure on my butthole. I had to shit but there were two problems, one bigger than the other. I wasn't at my house and there were girls in the house and I am very shy about pooping around people, especially around girls. In my mind at that moment were every scenarios possible. I was thinking," what if I goo poop and after me in the bathroom cames Ann and smales what I have done.(To be clear Ann was the sexiest girl of our age from the neiborhood) I can not do that". I stayed holdimg my shit for another hald a hour and I began to swet. That was the moment when I realised that i have two options, I take the shit on the toilet or I poop myself. I told myself "Fu*k it, is just a poop" and I went straight to the bathroom. As I sat on the toilet a soft stincky long log rushed out of my butt and filled the toilet. It felt sooo good.I was feeling like I was folding God's hand while I was pooping,that goog the feelimg was.
In the rest of the party nothing interseting happend and yeah, this is my first story, hope you enjoyed it.


Zack

Love this site

So glad to find a site where talking about this stuff isn't so insanely taboo! I mean, everyone does it, jeez.

I've noticed that there are some censored words that aren't swears. For example, a certain word that starts with a t and is synonymous with belly or stomach is replaced with "????". Why is this? It doesn't seem inappropriate at first glanced. Is it often used inappropriately?

Anyways, I've got a (belated) Halloween-related story for y'all:

So I'm a 19 year old guy, and I have a fairly strong digestive system. I used to never really get bellyaches at all, but now I get them sometimes. It's usually from eating too much fast food or junk food.

On Halloween, I went trick-or-treating with my friends. (college tradition lol) I was pretty hungry, so I was just eating my candy right as I got it. It wasn't that much candy, but I still ate probably 10-15 small pieces or so, including Kit-Kats, M&Ms, etc. My stomach was fine that whole night.

In the morning, I felt totally fine! I even went to the dining hall and ate some cereal and a lot of desserts. I ate 2 cookies, a cream-filled cookie sandwich, and a small cupcake!

As I went to class. In fact, I felt completely fine until I got out of my very last class in the afternoon. That's when eating absolutely nothing but junk food caught up with me.

I had to go to the bathroom right after my last class. I pushed and pushed for 15 minutes, but nothing would come out. The cramps were just ripping through my stomach horribly as I tried to push so hard to no avail.

I eventually left the restroom and walked across campus with my stomach still cramping awfully. I had to be somewhere at this point, and as I entered the building I realized I needed to go *now*. It was another 15ish minutes of pushing and straining, but this time a little bit did come out, and it helped me feel slightly better.

Then, as I was heading to my dorm, the cramps were getting so, *so* bad. I got to my room, and I just lied down in bed trying to get my stomach to calm down. This worked for a while, but eventually the cramps started right back up, and I had to run to the bathroom to have diarrhea. The farts and splats were so loud and disgusting. I was so embarrassed because I'm sure my suitemates could hear it. My stomach was churning and cramping as I was getting everything out, and I felt so horrible. This repeated 3 times that night, my stomach feeling absolutely awful each time.

Moral of the story: Don't eat only candy and desserts for 24 hours unless you want awful stomach pain, constipation, and diarrhea. The cramps I had were probably the worst stomach cramps of my life.


Mina[ppe]

Dear Marie

I choose No.1, is it OK? Love from Mina + 3


Deb

When I was 16

Hello, my name is Deb. My last post was about a bad accident I had when I was 14 and on a ski trip with my church. I had diarrhea on the way to the ski hill and could not hold it. I had a terrible accident in my pants and had to clean up and change my clothes when we got there. I actually had to be carried in because I had gone so badly in my pants. I also got my period later that day.

Back in 1994 I was 16 one of my girlfriends, Lisa and I went to visit our friend Carrie at her place in Woodstock which is about 45 minutes drive from London. It was in April and it was a really nice and sunny weekend. We drove from Carrie's place and parked near the downtown area to walk around, have lunch and do some shopping.

After we had lunch we walked around and did some shopping. I could feel my stomach start to get bubbly and crampy which I thought was strange because I was in between periods. All of a sudden I realized that I needed to get to a toilet. We kept walking, and the pressure in my bowels kept intensifying. We were in a music store looking at CDs and I just couldn't hold it any more. I let out a couple waves of gas which smelled really bad. Then finally, I started pooping my pants. It came out with a squelch at first then a huge rush of mushy poop just filled my panties in a matter of seconds. I just stood by some CDs in utter shock. This is something that didn't normally happen to me when I wasn't about to get my period or was already on it.

Carrie came over to me and asked if I was ready to go. So I gingerly started walking and could feel the mess spread all over. It had gone up my back and in between my legs. I could also feel it leaking out the leg holes of my panties.

We walked around for about another hour or so and I started cramping up again. On our way back to Lisa's car I had to go again. It was terrible. Carrie asked me if I was okay so I told her that I wasn't feeling well.

I sat in the back seat on my leg as I didn't eat the mess in my pants to squish around too much. We got back to Carrie's parents place and I felt like I needed to to yet again. Whatever I ate for lunch certainly did not agree with me.

I started going in my pants for the third time as I went to her main level washroom. I got in and carefully pulled down my pants and panties. The mess was everywhere. The poop had spread all over the bum and up my back. It has also gone in the crotch and had leaked out and into my jeans. I tried cleaning myself up but it was pretty much impossible. I started crying and pulled up my panties and pants. I washed my hands and tried regaining my composure. When saw Lisa and Carrie they could tell that something was wrong.

Carrie asked. "Hey, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
I said, "No. I'm sick... I... I pooped my pants." Then I really started crying.
They both came over and Lisa said, "Oh honey, I'm sorry. When did this happen?"
I said, "When we were out shopping. At the CD store."
Lisa said, "That was over an hour ago! Why didn't you say anything!"
I said, "I don't know."
Carrie said. "Well, lets go upstairs and get you cleaned up"

Carrie let me have a shower and gave me some jeans and panties to wear home. She gave me a plastic bag to put my pooped clothes in to take home. When I got home later that day I washed them out. My pink and white striped bikini panties has permanent poop stains but I kept them to wear during my periods. I was able to get my jeans cleaned out.

That's all for now. I'll be back again with more stories.

Thank you,
Deb


Optional Dev

Replies and update

Marie, you should do 1. 'How my friend Reese and I met'

Catherine - Seeing you post is a joy. Ferocious smells add to the experience. That is something i have always lacked.

Jacqueline-Kay - i am sorry you are suffering and being embarrassed for it. I would subtract yourself from their life if you are in the position to do it.

Macy - Welcome to the site. It amazes me how open many peoples friendships are. it is something i hope for often. But i am always happy to see within others. Sounds like you had a great dump.

Thanks for your stories Katheleen. they are always interesting. especially that Cassie never flushes. you are sweet to not embarrass her over it. it is intriguing the whole thing.

My optional dev poops aren't currently impressive. though i did fill the toilet hole out to the middle of the bowl. it looks like a huge wide log, but it was art. because it was a ton of small pieces acting like they were a huge log. it smelled like poopy turkey.I will be meeting with a nutritionist since i gained 4 pounds and the doctor is concerned. So it is possible i will be on ya'll's level soon.

Do you ever drive on the highway, or walk through your campus or work, and wonder, if any of us posters or lurkers may be there? i have a lot of fun wondering.

Happy thanksgiving. I love you all.




Monday, December 02, 2019


Marie

Happy Turkey Day

So I have a few stories I want to tell I just don't know what to tell first so I'll let y'all decide.

1. How my friend Reese and I met

2. Going in the car

3. Something from my childhood

So yeah whichever one the most people want I'll tell first.

-Marie


trekkie
Jacqueline-Kay, it's clear that you have a medical problem you didn't ask for and your family would know this and have no reason to go out of their way to torment you over it when something like this happens. (And yeah, they're going out of their way; again, that it's a medical problem you didn't ask for ain't rocket science.)

If I were you, I'd avoid this aunt at all costs, and anyone else who treats you this way. Yeah, people will try and get you to go along with what they want, try to make you feel like you owe it to them, but "no" is a really short and simple word! If there's one thing you, and everyone in similar situations, should keep in mind, it's this: *you are important.* Your desire to not be put through what they put you through is reason enough! You don't need them to understand, you don't need them to agree, there is not ONE good reason why what they want should be considered all-important and what you need should be considered irrelevant.

Christmas is coming. I'm gonna take a wild guess and say they don't plan on making it any easier for you than thanksgiving. But it's supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year, as the song goes, and it should be that for you too. Spend it with friends or relatives who appreciate having a cool friend who incidentally has this little problem that at worst means a little mopping.


MIna[ppe]
I am so happy to see you back Catherine. You write very interesting thing. You worship to God, then you empty bottom into loo of basement of church. I think God is happy. God gave you such kind of body, you can use body as God wants. I often thank to God when I am on loo, even I am not religious. So kind God who gave us body which work so well when it is need! It is true he gave to us ferocious smell. But I don't mind because our smell is a present from God. Loo is healthy, motion is healthy and smell is healthy too.

Maho is Catholic so we have some CDs of religion music in our flat. I listen, and I moved very much.

Next time I have nice motion (tomorrow!) I will thank to God, who give me such comfortable time. And my friends say same thing. Tomorrow after we all do our motion, we will listen some religion music, and thank to God, it is good idea. We decide to do that.

But if someone have hard time, I ask to God, please help her or him to do motion come out easily, so she or he feel good like me.

Love from Mina[ppe] and friends


Macy

Poop at a friend's house

Hi! It's been awhile since I last posted. Again I'm 14 years old brown hair and eyes 5'4 and a lil stocky. I normally take a big poop everyday. So yesterday I was at my friend Ally's house she's 14 too. We were watching a movie and I got the familiar urge and I accidentally let one rip. I was embarrassed but Ally giggled and said dang girl you have to crap or something? I'm like "actually yeah I do". We were in her basement which has a bathroom. So I go in there and drop my sweats and undies past my knees. Ally knocks and says "mind if I keep you company". "Sure, but it's gonna be a big smelly one and laugh. She says "oh you too huh?" She sits on the tub as I get down to business lol. A couple small turds drop followed by a long log....I fart again and drop another medium size turd. There's a strong smell in the air now and Ally fans her nose while she's on her phone. LOL. At that point I'm done and wipe then flush. Hope you like my story


Saturday, November 30, 2019




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