Saturday, August 29, 2020
Taylor T
Hey everyone!! I'm writing this on August 20th and it has been over a month since I last posted which is crazy. To those who were wondering my mom is thankfully okay after getting Covid and thx to everyone who wished her well. Today I am going to reply to some people and then write some pooping stories as well. 1 is new and two are old!
To Sammy: I first clogged a toilet at age 9 I think. It was at my aunt's house during a Christmas party. One of the foods they served didn't agree with me and I had a mix of soft poop and big turds as I pooped. On one hand I hadn't pooped in two days and on the other the food just didn't agree with me and I clogged it. I managers to unclog it so I was good and nobody caught me.
To Mina: Thx you for your wishes she's doing great now. And I'm glad your family is doing great as well!
Okay so now onto the stories. This first story occurred a long time ago when I was 11. (This might sound fake but, Yes this is all true). My mother had a friend named Samantha that she was neighbors with. However Samantha married an Amish man named Adrian around '02. And in '05 they had a girl named Anna. For those who don't know the Amish religion it is pretty much people who don't want to adopt using new technologies like cars and electronics and other things like that. Anyways my mother and Samantha had written back and forth for years and never lost contact and my mother and I even visited them in 2013. And they had talked about getting Anna and I to see each other again since we hit it off the first time. So in April of 2015 we went to go see them. It was in the town of Seymour which is in Northern Missouri and it is largely Amish. It took us about 2 hours to get there and it was actually a really beautiful town with some great scenery. And soon we pulled up to some fields with a long dirt road and found their farm. It was a very nice and big farm with animals all over. Adrian and Samantha were on the front porch and we all said hello and hugged and we went inside. We sat at the kitchen table and talked for about 20 minutes until Samantha said "Taylor would you like to go see Anna she's been dying to see you". I agreed and we went upstairs, her room had moved since the last time and she was sitting on her bed folding her laundry and she looked up and saw us in the doorway and her face lit up when she saw me. She yelled Hi Taylor and hugged me and it was the best greeting ever. Samantha and I laughed and Samantha said "I told you she's been dying to see you I'll leave you guys to it call me if you need anything". Anna and I talked for about 40 minutes until her mother came back upstairs and said, "Hey guys I'm so sorry but Anna it's about noon time do you mind going to clean the outhouse". And she said "Yes I will should Taylor stay here or can she come with me" "Oh no go ahead take her with you and show her around since she didn't see much last time". Anna got her boots on and we went outside. She showed me around the entire farm and we went inside a huge barn and she showed me all the animals. We went to the back of the barn and she said "I hate doing this job but unfortunately it's one of my chores, I have to grab a couple buckets and scrape all the poop out of the outhouse" and I said "Ew why that's not fun" "It is a new outhouse my father just built and he wants to keep it clean for guests for as long as possible". She showed me the back of the outhouse and there was a door with a latch on it and Anna opened it and there was a huge pile of poop under and around the seat. Anna grabbed some gloves off the shelf and placed them down next to me and went to the back of the room and grabbed two buckets and placed them next to the gloves. And when she knelt down she said "Ooo ugh" and out her hand on her stomach. I asked if she was okay and she said "Yeah I apologize I meant to go poop before you go here but I never got the chance, I'll just go right now before I clean it, do you mind if I leave the door open", I said "No don't worry I won't look" and she responded "You can look if you want I really don't care in fact I'm sure you'd get a laugh out of this". I actually wanted to look so I did and I heard the front of the outhouse door shut and her boots hit the wooden floor and I saw her through the seat. She lifted up her skirt and I saw her pink panties get pushed down to her knees and right in front of me was her butt on the seat. The pee started hitting the pile of turds as it sprayed out for around 15 seconds and after the pee wrapped up I heard a hissing fart come from her butt and she said "Watch this Taylor" and her butthole expanded so wide about 3 inches and the turd poked out and in my head I thought "Oh my god am I actually seeing this". She pushed again and it began to crackle out and you could literally hear the crackling. The turd was massive and touched the tip of the pile of turds as it was still coming out and suddenly it stopped and Anna said "Ugh it won't come out", there was a 13-14 inch gap between the tip of the pile and her bum so the turd was huge and finally after about 20 seconds it broke off and Anna says "Ughhhh my lord that felt awesome" and I responded "I bet that thing was huge". I heard her rolling out some toilet paper and her butt lifted up and she wiped and threw it down on top of her turd. She came out and said "I think you're the first friend that has actually seen me poop that wasn't weird right?" And I'm not usually weirded out by things like that so I said "Absolutely not that was great to watch I've never seen someone poop before" "Great I'm gonna clean this thing out". And it took her about 10 minutes to get everything out. And we hung around the barn for about an hour playing with the animals and cleaning their areas and I started to get the urge to take a large poop. I didn't think I would have to since I pooped the day before at home but I really had too. And about 5 minutes later Anna looked at me and said "Hey you ok? You seem stiff everything okay?" " Yeah I just really have to use the bathroom but I know you just cleaned it so I won't go." "No go ahead I don't want you to poop yourself go go". I said okay and went to the back of the barn with Anna and into the outhouse as Anna waited outside the outhouse door. I pushed my leggings and underwear to my ankles and sat on the hole letting out a huge fart and Anna laughed hard. As my first turd slowly slid out I heard Samantha's voice and she said "Girls are you in here" and Anna said that we were. I heard Samantha in front of the outhouse saying "Where's Taylor" "She's using the outhouse" "Oh okay I didn't know did you clean it for her" "Yes I did and oh Taylor did I leave toilet paper in there". And I was so embarrassed because she didn't and I said "No there is none in here". I heard her walk to the back of the room and grab it and walk back and she opened the door and handed it to me and Samantha looked at me sitting and she jokingly waved at me and I waved back. Right when the door shut my turd fell in and as my hole closed I farted loudly again and Samantha and Anna laughed. Samantha said "Wow someone has to poop", I laughed and I felt finished so I started to wipe. Samantha then said "Taylor leave the paper roll in there Mumma has to poop too" and the three of us laughed. I looked in and saw my turd was around 8-9 inches long as I threw my dirty paper in there. I walked out and Samantha went in and we pretended to leave the room but Anna put her finger over her lips telling to be quiet and we went to the back of the outhouse and opened the poop door quietly and we looked up and saw Samantha's big butt on the seat. She blew a loud fart and mushy soft turds began to fly out of her bum and onto my turd, eventually it just turned into mushy diarrhea. Diarrhea kept on coming out of her butt slowly, and after a minute it stopped. Then about 10 seconds later a huge turd started to slide out and fell on top of the diarrhea and my turd. The turd was easily 10-12 inches, and she stood up to wipe and I never noticed how big her butt was but it was actually pretty big. Anna quietly closed the poop door and we quietly walked out of the room and into the fields, it had such tall grass and we were so little that our parents couldn't even see us. At the end of the path there was a gazebo overlooking a lake with a bench and we sat down. Anna started giggling and said "That was such a good poop you have no idea" "Hahaha mine was too your mother really had to go" "Yeah she's always had runny poop never really and turds". We continued to hang around, had dinner around 7 and we stayed the night and went home the next morning.
That was crazily 5 years ago! We hung out again in 2017 but there were no pooping stories that happened that day, and as of right now they are apparently going to leave their Amish roots and move a couple towns near us which is very exciting. I'm sorry that it is such a long story but a lot happened that day.
Anyways onto the next story. Recently I've been seeing this survey of pooping at weddings and public places. If any of you know me and my stories I usually poop everywhere and yes, including a wedding lol! So this was a wedding for my cousin Sydney on June 19th of 2017 a day after school ended and it was all the way down in New Hampshire. I had never been to New Hampshire before and it was such a beautiful place, I had only briefly driven through to get to my grandmothers house in Massachusetts. So I was excited to see a new state, I got to skip the last 2 days of school as we left on a Monday and got there on Tuesday night. My mom and I stayed in a hotel close to where the wedding would be and it was pretty nice. We had breakfast on Wednesday morning and lunch in the afternoon. And we got ready for the wedding around 5 and it started at 6. It was such a beautiful ceremony and wrapped up after about an hour. We headed to the dining hall and that was also a really beautiful place it had a golden ceiling and huge wooden walls. I forget what food we had but I remember it being really good. After about 30 minutes of eating my stomach began to tighten a bit and my cousin Katelyn came up to me and said "Hey wanna go to the bathroom with me", I agreed and thought in my head what perfect timing that was. We went in and Katelyn said "Ooo look at these stalls these are nice", I agreed and said "Jeez I have to poop so badly" and Katelyn responded "Same last time I pooped was 20 minutes before the end of my last day so 2 days ago". I lifted up my skirt and let my panties fall to my ankles since the stalls went to about an inch above the floor. I heard Katelyn make a hissing fart and I farted loudly as my butt hit the seat and a turd quickly crackled out of me and splashed in. It felt huge and it was about 7 inches long and another turd soon followed out crackling loudly, it splashed in and I felt satisfied enough. I said to Katelyn "Hey how are you doing in there" and she made a straining noise and said "Doing ugh- great" and she made a loud fart and a bunch of plunking noises. I told her I'd leave her be and I left.
I have one more story to share and this happened last Tuesday (the 18th). We have a park right by my house and usually every morning I walk my dog around there. And by the back of the park by the baseball diamond they have a building with men and women's rooms for people to use. Let's just say the night before I was having extremely bad diarrhea from something I don't even know. And I suddenly got the urge to poop again. There was a family around a mother, daughter, and son both were about 12. And a jogger was running, and as the jogger was about to run by I asked her if she would be able to watch my dog for a second as I went in. She agreed and I thanked her, she was about 20 with darkish skin and a nice body. I noticed that the 12 year old girl from the family followed in right behind me, the building had two stalls, I took the first and the girl took the second. I pushed my jean shorts and underwear to my knees since the floor was dirty, but the girl pushed her leggings down to her ankles and her underwear at about her knees but I could see a large skid mark on them so I knew it was about to be good. A massive log crackled out of me as I looked through the reflection of the back wall and saw the girl straddling over the toilet. The girl pushed and farted kind of loudly and I saw a log poke out from her butt and begin to crackle out. It splashed in and as her butt closed she made a hissing fart. I pushed out another huge log and felt great since both were about 7-8 inches long. I wiped and flushed the toilet and the girl was still pooping by the time I left.
That's all I have for now and hopefully you all liked my stories! Please send me suggestions for old stories I can talk or something like that!!Vincene
Civic duty
Diver and I spent a weekend in another city where his team was playing in a softball tournament. Games started at 8 a.m. on Saturday morning and went until midnight. The ballpark was one of the largest I've seen because there would be 15 to 20 games going at one time. The on-site bathroom facilities were horrible. In back of each team's dugout there were a few stairs down to a dimly-lit room that had a couple of toilets, and a sink. There was no privacy.
I had been talking in the stands to this grandfather who was there with his granddaughter Iris. During our conversation Iris, who I think he said was six and just starting all-day school, started to compete for his attention and eventually had her hands between her legs and she said forcefully that she had to pee. Since grandma wasn't there he seemed frustrated and said it was probably best that she not go in alone. I immediately volunteered to take her in and she couldn't wait to go.
I took her by the hand and when we got to the bathroom I had to walk her slowly down the crooked cement stairs. We walked into the dimly-lit room, I flipped on a light and Iris ran for the nearest of the two stools. The toilet was a little too high for her four or five tries plus a boost from me to get her seated, and with the troubled expression on her face, I yanked her underwear and shorts down. This was none-too-soon because the first trickles started within seconds. It stopped and I could tell she was in pain, but I told her to take her time and I faked needing to go also as I pulled my jeans down and took the toilet next to her.
Of course my stream was heavier and she laughed a couple of times as it pounded away onto the water. Then she asked about my different, I think she used the word "strange" name, and we got a conversation going. This enabled her stream to start up again. I was asking her what she knew about flowers and her name when she jumped off the toilet and forward onto the floor. She almost fell face-first onto the concrete because her clothing caused her to be off balance. I insisted that she wash her hands and in doing so we both complained about the cold water. Then I took her back to her grandfather. He offered me a couple of dollars out of his wallet, but I nicely refused. I told him I saw it as a civic duty I was glad to do.Anna from Austria
@Just Jerika That makes sense. Thanks a lot for your Explanation.
Luckily I never had to do use a doorless toilet.
Unlike the toilets with the big gaps I think I would never have get used to use that Kind of toilet.
In Retro perspective the big gap toilets were not that bad.
It felt weird first, after beeing used the Austrian toilet set up for my live it was not bad.
It is more embarrasing and less embarrasing to use that type of toilet at the same time.
More embarrasing because everybody can hear what you are doing, and less embarrasing because you can hear the other ladies doing the same stuff.
Here in Austria i always felt that I was the only Lady pooping, because I was the only one doing the loud pooping noises.
In the states I was rarely alone, many ladies were doing the same noises at the same time, so it felt a bit less embarrasing.
Simliar thoughs against vandalism seeem to have emerged in Austria as well recently by the way. They build a new toilet Building last year at the local park of my town. Unlike the old Building which ha normal toilet made out of ceramic, the new toilet is a all metal contruction.
Super gross to sit there because it is always cold. Most of the ladies do not bother to try to sit down, they just try to their business squatting. No Need to Mention that the toilets does not look very clean now.
i try to avoid them now unlike the old Building, which I have used frenquently.
I will never get why they did that. Never had the Impression that vandalism was that big of a Problem in the old toilet Building.
Maybe the real bad stuff happended at the Men's room. I do not know.
Greetings from Austria
AnnaSammy
Ever since I've been confined to my house due to COVID my farts have been smelling different (not that I'm complaining or anything). They just smell different. Does anyone else here have this issue. Any input would be appreciated.
Bye for now
Sammy.
Jenny AKA SIS
Braidy-What sport or sport to you play? I used to dread to pre practice /game poop in junior high, but highschool and college I embraced it . The sports related poops felt so good, even if they cause sweaty skidmarked underwear. What kind of underwear do you and your teammates wear? Are skidmarks common. I eventually started wearing thong to sports practices ( basketball, volleyball, and tennis) since panties rode up by crack so often so wearing a thong was steering into the skid for me ( pun intended) of course I wore black underwear when ever possible
Anna from Austria, wow that sounded like a fun wedding if you drank so much you forgot to wipe. At least your roommate saw your dirty butt and not a date.
Anybody have Significant other or one night stand catch any ladies with some stains on their sexy underwear?Mike
To Eileen
Hi hope your ok
I had another work poo the other day I had smelly pumps most of the morning then in to the afternoon I thought I just needed to fart but wasn't sure I needed a poo so luckily no customers needed serving of I went to the toilet went in bolted door pulled my pants and underwear down and sat. I started to push and out came my fart followed rapidly by a series of plops that were very loose and splattered the back of the pan my stomach felt better I got up wiped myself throughly and flushed most of the mess I had made washed away so didn't bother with brush but I left quite a smell tho I was glad to have done it on the toilet and not my pants speak soon xx
Jack
Hard poop without constipation?
My wife doesn't spend much time on the toilet, maybe 2-3 minutes. She's not struggling other than a couple of sighs or gasps. She goes every day or every other day, however she's not regular, it happens at different times everyday. We don't discuss bathroom topics, This is just what I've picked up on during the years. The most fascinating thing is the sounds she makes. Her plops are so loud! It sounds like she's dropping stones of different sizes in the bowl, sometimes it even clinks against the porclain. I don't think she needs to wipe, she only take one sheet and then flush almost immediately
She's 32 years old, average weight, vegetarian. My question is, is it possible to have these rock solid (by the sound big, dense and heavy) bowel movements without being constipated? Because she's fit and feeling well it doesn't seem like constipation to me.
Jose
Black Friday
Hi everyone! I'm Jose from Spain. First of all sorry for my grammar, I'm not native in English. I've been reading this site for a whole week. I'm amazed about your stories and I want to share mine.
Sol let's begin. My story began in the morning I decided that it was a great opportunity to go to the shopping center and buy some Christmas presents for the family. For some reason, we decided to import black Friday in Spain from the US. So for 2 years, the stores have been doing this. However, we still have winter and summer sales.
That morning I ran to the shopping center and I could feel something strange in my ???? but of course, I ignored it. I was at the store looking for sneakers and trousers and when I finally have everything my stomach says: okay, pay this and go for a toilet. I was in the queue and finally was my turn. I have a jacket in S size and the same jacket in L size, but this one doesn't have a label, so I had the s with me because it has the price and also the discount. When I finally end the purchase and was about to leave the store, the silly cashier got confused and put the s jacket instead of the L. so I immediately returned to the counter (in my defense the Cashier was new, she had in training written in the uniform) so, when I was in the counter she called the manager and this asshole and the cashier told me that I have to do the queue again. Maybe most of you would say: why don't you go to the toilet and then return to the store. this incompetent cashier put the jacket in a bucket and it was the only size. so, I did the long (a really black Friday long queue) again, and when it comes to paying I was about to explode. Finally, I leave the store and get to the toilet. I could hear the angels singing songs when I sit down. Another man came and join me in the next stall. however, the fun part of this was that the cleaning woman was in there and she enabled a chat with us. She also asked us, if it was alright to pass the mop and of course we lifted our foot helping her. in the end, we joked about the situation and I have to admit it was such a very enjoyable situation.
That was my story I hope you enjoyed. Do you guys have stories about long queues and holding it? it would be nice to hear them.
Stacy
My own Survey
Name Stacy , Stac , Lacy , age 17 , height 5'5 , build size medium built C , hips and curves, race biracial white and black but look mid complexion, favorite outfit jean jumper, places that you like to poop and pee at but haven't been yet. I have pee at church a few times but never pooped before to nervous but I want to , peed at walmart but never pooped but willing to try it, but pretty much I will poop or pee anywhere, I believe that it will hurt my body in long term if I don't take care of my body functions. have the pandemic change the way I use the restroom yes I don't have the luxury to be able hang with my friends like times past, but I have met a girl not to long ago , we have been hanging out bit more, met each other while pooping in a two seat portal potty, just see where our friendship takes us hopefully she can meet my other friends . well that's allTrina
Another Story
Catherine - can't wait to hear about your conversation with your husband!
Shannon and Taylor - hope to hear more from you soon, too!
As for me, I've been busy working from home and haven't really had time to post, though I have popped on to read here and there. I need a break today so why not share another story? I think last time I told about my first accident where I discovered it kind of felt good. Nothing really happened for a while after that and I kind of forgot about it, although I still enjoyed the full feeling of holding it when I needed to go and had a few pee leaks here and there (and sometimes more) but I'll talk about those another time.
Anyway, fast forward to my first week in college, I was 18, away from home for the first time, living in a dorm for the first time, and all that fun stuff. All the changes and nerves had my bowels a little thrown off and irregular. It was Thursday afternoon and I hadn't pooped in a day or two and felt quite full but was holding it until I got back to the dorm after my afternoon classes. I didn't like using public bathrooms to poop (still don't) and the dorm was a long walk from the main part of campus for freshman and I didn't want to go all the way back just to poop and wouldn't have had time to do so and get back for classes anyway.
So by the time my last class of the day came around I was getting pretty desperate. I kept releasing silent gas here and there and could really feel the poop wanting to get out. I had to sit carefully and keep my butt muscles clenched. Near the end with a few minutes left it started to push again and I couldn't stop it from slowly starting to move down. I quickly shifted to sit on my heel and pushed hard against it and managed to stop it and suck it back inside, but I knew my panties would be dirty and my butt now felt sticky. I know my whole body had to be bright red with embarrassment even if nobody else knew.
Class finally ended and I threw everything in my bag and started walking as quickly as I could towards my dorm while still clenching my butt muscles. It took about ten minutes for me to get back to the dorm building, which was busy with other girls coming and going (it was a girls only dorm for freshmen). I could either take the elevator to the third floor or the stairs, but the elevators were busy and there was a group of girls already waiting to go up, and if I didn't make it I certainly didn't want to be on a crowded elevator! I decided to take the stairs, which would put me out closer to my room anyway. I knew I didn't have much longer, but I couldn't move super fast or I'd lose it even quicker, and it was hard to climb stairs quickly AND hold in my poop at the same time!
I made it past the second level and about halfway to the third floor when the alarms went off in my head and my body gave up. I stood with my back to the wall and felt the large heavy poop move steadily down into my panties and begin to fill them out. I shivered and flashed back to my accident from the few years before and remembered enjoying the sensation, but this poop was much bigger and kept coming and spreading under me. It was quite something. I was wearing somewhat tight fitting shorts, like a cloth gym short materiel, medium grey, the kind where the legs are only like an inch long at best, and they stretched easily as the load filled my panties so I didn't have to strain at all. It was over in a few seconds, then I couldn't help but also release my bladder down my legs, splashing onto the concrete steps. That took another thirty seconds or so.
When I was done I snapped back to reality from the immense relief I felt and realized I still had to get to my dorm. I quickly loosed the straps on my backpack so it hung lower to mostly cover my butt, which I carefully touched and knew had a giant and probably obvious bulge. I couldn't hide the dark grey wet spot on the front of my crotch, but better than letting anyone else see the mound in the back!
I exited the door from the stairs and walked as quickly as i could with full panties down the hall, passing a few other girls, hearing a few whispers as I passed "I think that girl peed her pants...". I was blushing beet red and avoiding eye contact. I got to my door and got inside as fast as I could.
Alas my roommate Sue was there and saw me come in and started to say hello and saw the look on my face and glanced down and obviously saw the wet spot spread from my crotch and said, "Oh! You peed your pants!?" I said, "Um, yeah, I miscalculated how long it would take to get back from class..." She said, "Oh sweetie!" (Sue was from the south), "I'm so sorry! It's ok, though. It happens! We all do it sometimes!" I pretended to smile and said, "I'm gonna clean up then..." and ducked into the bathroom. Sue called to me from outside the closed bathroom door, "I'll grab you some clean clothes you can change into!"
In the meantime I quickly dropped my backpack and took a look in the mirror at the giant bulge under my butt, which was slightly brown after wetting myself also, though the wet spot didn't show too bad from behind. The wet spot was quite obvious on the front, though. I quickly and carefully lowered my shorts and panties, marveled briefly at the size of the mound of poo in the seat of my panties and dumped it into the toilet. I wiped a couple of times and flushed and jumped into the shower to finish cleaning off. I rinsed the panties and shorts also and thankfully they got clean. After I got out Sue called that she left me some things on the floor by the door so I grabbed those and put on the clean panties and shorts and walked back out into our shared room. Sue smiled at me and gave me a hug and said, "It's ok, sweetie, we've all done it. Don't worry about it." If only she knew the full story, I thought! She said, "Why don't we go get some dinner in the caf and I'll tell you all about the time I wet myself in high school? Maybe it will make you feel better!" We laughed and I said I guessed that would be ok. So we did. I guess it was a bonding experience for us. We became pretty good friends.
Trina
Bianca
Quick Urge
Hi everybody. I had a great day concerning my pooping as I went more than once. A couple of them weren't well formed, but my last was semi urgent. Oddly, my last poop was the most interesting,because I had to pass it just as I left the bathroom after a pee. Has that happened to any of you? What I men't when I said our city cleanout by the street leaking is that when the washer, or toilet drains, water seeps up from the ground around the lid. Mom said she smelled poop one time, but I haven't smelled it from our cleanout yet. If it is indeed clogged, I bet there's poop sitting somewhere downstream. Whatever it is,it's just as strange as my sudden urge to poop after a pee. As far as physical enjoyment, I played with a Rubik's cube snake. This one feels like it's on the way out due to becoming flimsy (broke my spare yesterday), but we'll see how long it lasts. Why did the poop run down the drain? Because it wanted to escape the drain snake lol! Bye.
Shanna
So much pooping...
Hiya posters!
This is Shanna here. I havent posted in a while as things have been a little boring sometimes and hectic at others but im still always reading! Hope everyones been good!!!
Catherine: Hi! I hope you get some free time soon and everythinf settles down. Im so excited to read your story!
Andrea: yes good question! I usually know before a poop if its going to be really big or normal. Usually I know by other symptoms with my urge like how my belly feels or how quick the poop hits me.
So my form of IBS alternates a lot between constipation or having diarrhea, or just normal poops. Ive been blocked up for much of the last week. Usually when im constipated i either can't go or ill feel a poop brewing but i can only get a little out. Either way im going to feel pain in my stomach. I finally became unclothed tonight. I spent a lil time with a girlfriend of mine, and we're always open with each other about pooping because we're both oddballs lol. I was ready to go home because I felt some really strong rumbling in my belly and told her that. As i got home and exited my car, I had to poop really bad!
A common feeling I get when ive gotta poop is ill feel some pain in my lower back (don't know if anyone else experiences this) but also my butt starts puckering and quivering. I made a beeline to my room and just stripped down to my briefs really quick as this is just how I sleep. Im wearing normal white panties, they're pretty big so I think they'd hold it in case of an accident, but since my undies are all white, i panic at this possibility.
I squirmed into the restroom, shook my panties down and sat on the potty, exploding poop out as I was still in the process of getting seated. This continued for 10 mins until I felt empty but my butt has been really sore (sorry if TMI).
feeling a bit better, I went to lie down and sleep. I was awakened a few hours later by another poop urge. Again, I jump out of bed and start squirming to the potty and I start pooping my head off. I'm fighting back tears because of it causing some discomfort. It wasnt diarrhea but huge blobs of soft poop with ice cream texture. I just softly wiped, pulled up my panties and crawled back to bed.
As tough as these poops were, i feel better after getting them out than I have lately, and with how many accidents I've commonly had, im glad I didn't ruin more panties tonight. Fingers crossed for a solid and normal poop in the morning.
This site is fun and everyone is lovely! Can't wait to read more!
-Shanna <3
Tuesesday, August 25, 2020
Imogen
From 0 to 100 in about 2 minutes
Hey everyone, Imogen here.
Something weird happened yesterday. I was going to see a friend in the evening, I had something to eat (just pasta, nothing too... difficult on the stomach) before going out. Got ready etc, then went out. Walking down the road, a couple minutes away from home I started to feel pressure downstairs as if I needed a poo. Hmm, it'll go, I thought. So I carried on, and a minute later I felt a cramp in my stomach. I stopped to think what was best to do, and another cramp signalled a warning. Uh oh.
I decided it was best to turn back and go home for an emergency poo. I turned around and started walking back, every so often feeling a strong cramp. It had gone from nothing a couple of minutes ago to now being very very desperate. I was only a short way away from home but was now really struggling to hold it in. I approached my house and I could feel such huge pressure. I managed to unlock the front door and slam it behind me, at which point I felt a squirt of poo push past my tightly clamped bum and squirt into my knickers. I ran upstairs swearing to myself as another couple of squirts erupted despite me trying to hold it in, and when I got into the bathroom I didn't even lock the door, I hiked my skirt up, knickers down and aimed for the toilet. There was an eruption which felt awful and liquidy as I exploded into the toilet. I let a torrent of runny poo out and felt so empty to have finally released.
I let things slow down to a stop before I assessed the damage. I'd fortunately made it over the toilet in time, but my black knickers had quite a bad stain in them, and my bum took a LOT of wiping.
I went and changed my knickers and decided it was safest to stay at home, but nothing more happened in the end. It was really weird how it came out of nowhere, and then disappeared again! Has this happened to anyone else?
Hi to Taylor and Abbie, I hope you guys are ok!
speak soon
Imogen.Bianca
Welcome Back
Dear Imogen: Welcome back! I always miss your stories, but I'd have to say your recent accident one was quite odd. It reminded me of an incident I had in elementary when I squirted diarrhea in a pull up I was wearing for medical reasons. Just like you, it seemed to come out of nowhere, but I didn't feel crampy. Worse yet, I passed the whole episode, and the pull up was rather full. Most of my dirty incontinence products were mostly smears from leakage, but hardly full accidents. Today, I had 2 really good poops, and one of them was forced out from nausea induced heaving. Luckily as with another experience, I was sitting on the bowl. One of the dogs was in the bathroom, and seemed to be sniffing the poop air. My recent poop started out with a blast of loud gas, and was chunky. Since I started my morning feeling under the weather, I only had some juice for lunch followed by a happy meal with an extra burger for dinner. By then, I was feeling better other than the slight abdominal gas that came before heading to the bathroom for that last latest poop.Bye.Just Jerika
Independent public weeing
Me and my friend Gopi spent most of each summer together when we were growing up. Both of us got our first starter bikes the Christmas we were 8. That gave us more independence in playing and an important way to get around. That meant also pushing some boundaries our parents set. About 4 blocks from our street was this 40 some acre park. The largest in our city. One morning Gopi came at about 8 to get me and I hadn't gotten my morning wee in yet. She and her cousin had tried some new riding paths in the park and I was adventurous enough to take the lead. Both she and I were getting faster with our peddling and I knew my wee needs were going to get attention. I told her I was afraid the bathrooms may be closed unless there was a picnic or other event going on. I had orange juice and a water bottle for breakfast so I was feeling more desperate. I don't remember what distracted by mom, but she would normally remind me to go to the bathroom before I went out to play. I didn't always like being nagged, told or ordered (if I was too slow) to get into the bathroom, but...
It was so humid that Gopi and I were both sweating badly when we cut through the park, the playground, some real dips in the sand that almost caused us to wreck up, but we got to the bathrooms in good time. I didn't even take the time to put my kickstand down, I laid it against the side of the brick building and hurried in. Other than at school, this was going to be my first independent wee without my mother being with me. The metal barrier leading into the room had a lot of cuss words and symbols carved into it and some bright spray painted decorations that Gopi looked at before I called her in to keep me company.
The only light was from the doorway and a couple of high windows that should have been opened due to the stench. But nothing was like I had used at school and when our family was traveling. There were five or 6 toilets, close together, no privacy barriers between them, and each had a bowl filled with unflushed poo. It was gross to see paper cups and sacks in half the toilets and there was no way I was going to wee in those. One of the middle stools had a huge log; half of it was in and the other half out of the water. Since the seat looked clean enough and I had we starting to trickle into my underwear, I dropped my jean shorts to my knees and seated myself.
Gopi was still standing by the entrance using her finger to try and read what the vandals had written. My burning was getting worse as I sat, my wee stream wouldn't start and since it almost made me cry, I got up, took a new position sitting further back, and called Gopi over to keep me company. One of the things Gopi noticed right away was that there was no toilet paper available for any of the users. As we started to talk about how that would suck for those pooing, I noticed my wee stream had opened. Gopi went outside to make sure our bikes were safe and by the time she came back I had finished my wee and from the flusher on my right, I put all my weight and then some on it, while I was still physically seat. Dumb I know, but I didn't think about what I was doing. I just wanted things to be better for the next user.
There was some quick splashing under me. I immediately slid off the toilet as the dirty water came up to just below the seat and started running over from all sides of the bowl and steadily splashing to the floor. I was still pulling my underwear and shorts up as Gopi and I hurried toward the door. Luckily we got on our bikes, there was no one else around and we rode around for an hour or so before we went back to Gopi's house. We were heading into 4th grade and I had yet to see her poo away from home. I would poo once or twice a week at school and she never did. But accidents like I had been through at the park made me better understand her attitude. But I still don't understand why people simply don't flush after themselves before the toilet gets stopped up and clogged by another person.
To Anna from Austria
I get what you say. I'm in my 20s now and attending junior college so I'm using public toilets now more than ever. In the U.S. there's probably less privacy for the user because of vandalism to the equipment and drug deals and other illegal acts that would happen more if there wasn't some ways to see into the toilet booth and make sure nothing bad is happening. The grossest toilets I have ever used are at places like parks and ball fields, even though there are no privacy doors for each toilet.
to kung Poo
Squatting has never worked well for me, in public places it hurts me, and I'm not very productive with it.
to Tim (from TX)
What makes the downstairs toilet seat at work more comfortable?
to Celine
I know what you are saying about the pain you can feel after a massive shit and then laying on your side in bed to mitigate it. Last year at my college 3 times I had massive shits in the Student Union right after lunch. Then I had a 90 minute ceramics lab where I had to sit on a high wooden stool for the whole period. That hurt quite a bit.
Deb
The first time I pooped my pants with my husband
Hello,
My name is Deb. It's been a good while since my last post. I've had a few accidents in the past several months, but I wanted to write about the first time I had diarrhea and pooped my pants when I was with my husband.
Our first date was back on October 22, 2016, which I wrote about on page 2789. I actually had diarrhea in my pants a few days before our date, on my way to work. But the most memorable part of that date was when I bled through the back my pants because my period was really heavy. I soaked through my pad, hipster panties and jeans with a very noticeable stain. My husband, who was my boyfriend at the time, noticed and was very sweet about my accident.
About a month later, we took a drive up around the Grand Bend and Goderich area for a day trip. He picked me up early from my place in London, and we stopped for coffee on our way out. The coffee was good, but it had an effect on my bowels. I was getting cramps and as we were driving through this little town called Ailsa Craig, I knew I needed a toilet to have diarrhea. Unfortunately there was no place to stop there. I could feel a rush of diarrhea want to come out so I clenched my bum with all I had, but a tiny bit slipped out.
I said, "I'm sorry but I really need to get to a toilet as soon as possible."
He said, "Okay no problem. We can stop at the Tim Hortons in Park Hill."
I said, "Okay, thanks. Just please hurry."
The cramps were only getting worse. They got really bad and the pressure just became too much. I moaned and let out a wet fart which came squelching out.
I said quietly, "Oh god no!"
He asked, "Are you okay?"
I said, "No, please hurry."
We finally got to Park Hill and to Tim Hortons. He parked and I did my best to keep everything in as I got out of his car. Another wet day escaped with a squelch. I knew my panties were stained by my wet farts. I got to the door, opened it and just exploded in my panties. My future husband was right there with me but he didn't know what happened at that point. I shuffled to the washroom, still going in my pants. I had to wait a few minutes before I could get into a stall. It was awful. I was letting out another wave of diarrhea and by now it was going up my back and down my legs. I finally got into a stall and pulled down my jeans and hipsters. Cleaning up was impossible. I sat on the toilet for a few minutes, trying to let the rest of my diarrhea out. When I felt like I was done, I pulled up my panties and jeans, washed my hands and went back to the car where my wonderful man was waiting.
I sat down very carefully in his car and then started crying. He asked me what was wrong, so I said,
"I need to go to a store to buy some panties and pants."
He said, "Okay, no problem. Where do you want to go?"
I said, "There is a Giant Tiger in Goderich." Goderich was still a gold hour away.
After a few minutes he asked, "Hey, are you okay? You're very quiet. What's going on?"
I said, "I've had an accident and I didn't bring any clothes to change into."
He said, "Oh I'm so sorry. Is your period really heavy again?"
I said, "Actually, it's not really my period this time."
He said, "Oh... okay..."
After a few minutes I started crying again and decided to tell him what happened. I was cramping up again as well.
I said, "Here's the deal... Sometimes before I get my period, a few days before, I get diarrhea. Sometimes it's so bad that I have accidents. I have been having the worst cramps all morning and the coffee didn't help. I started going in my pants as we were driving through Ailsa Craig and I completely pooped my pants getting out of your car and as I was going into the Tim Hortons. I wasn't able to get myself cleaned up and now I feel like I have to go again. It's terrible, I'm sorry."
Right after I finished my little rant, I started pooping my panties again. The mess was going up my back, into the front of my panties and down my legs.
After a few minutes, he said, "Wow Deb. I'm so, so sorry."
He offered to turn around and go back home, but I insisted that we keep going. He asked me how often I had diarrhea and had accidents of that sort, so I told him everything, including what happened the few days before we went to Hamilton together. He was so sweet and nice about everything.
We finally got to Goderich and to Giant Tiger. I tied my sweater around my waist to hide my accident while I looked for new panties and jeans. I also bought a package of baby wipes to help get cleaned up. After that we went to this park where they had public washrooms for me to get cleaned up and changed. He was a wonderful help as he passed me wet paper towels and took my messy panties and jeans and wrapped them in the Giant Tiger bag. We were the only ones in the washroom, obviously.
I'm so lucky to have found this guy. This was just the first of many accidents I have had with him.
Thanks for reading! I'll be back again with more stories, hopefully soon.
Deb.Andrea
Major urge to go
This morning after breakfast I was puttering around. after about a half hour I had the urge to go. I can always tell by the "feel" of my urge if it's going to be a whopper of a dump. I knew this mornings toilet session was going to be massive. I delayed as long as possible because I love the feel of the urge getting stronger. Finally I succumbed and plopped myself on the toilet. The load I dropped was not disappointing. It was large,loud and non stop. When I finally finished I couldn't flush it. Yes I clogged the toilet. As you might guess I'm very adept at plunging. After a few minutes I broke the log jam and was able to flush. This brings me to a question for all of you. I can always tell by the feel of my urge if it's going to be big or just average. Can you tell by your urge if it's going to be big as in toilet clogging or just average?Bianca
Weird Interest
Hi everybody. I was so amazed at getting our sewer cleaned out 4 months ago, that I've enjoyed some cleaning videos a little recently. I've not heard any concerning a complete poop impaction, but I've found one where baby wipes were the cause. The thing I love about those videos is the sewer snake with the cutters! As a blind person using one of these is most likely out of the question, but I'd be satisfied clearing a big poop from the toilet. When I daydreamed about using a drain snake, I imagined a disgusting cleanout packed with poop, and me getting a kick out of enjoying the relief of clearance. I've not really thought about it as much lately, but oddly, our cleanout by the street is leaking. When I think about it, I imagine dangling a large drain snake in there, and braking up a bunch of poop, etc. Bye!
Jennifer
Constipated boyfriend
Hi Kenna,
Very interesting to hear your stories. I have a boyfriend who's also often constipated. However, mine is much more shy about it and would never let me see him on the toilet. But yeah, it can be annoying when he's in the bathroom at least 5 minutes every damn morning. I need to get to my job, damn it. :)Stacy
Saw another cool survey
1. Ladies if you wear a dress or skirt and you use the toilet, how low do you drop your panties ( if you are wearing any lol)? skirt mid thigh area panties to my shins I was taught to pull them down to let others know that you going be on for awhile, dress i raise it up and panties to shins
2. Have your haver seen a neighbors pants or underwear down to there ankles in a public stall with skidmarks ? no but I seen pants and panties down
3. Do you have long or fake nails? do you think your panties are less clean when you wipe when you have the fake nails natural medium nails, I make sure I'm clean regardless
4. Ladies how dirty did you underwear get after a wedding? If your underwear was dirty, were you the bride, bridesmaid or a regular guest? Is this normal for you or was it other factors related to the wedding like having along fancy dress to pull up and not being able to wipe normally or getting really sweaty from the dancing and reception? What kind of underwear? I get clean regardless don't care how long i'm in there for
5. Do you let your guard down more when you poop at the gym than work in terms of how much noise you make? ( plopping sounds, fart, moaning, talking to neighbors or on the phone) what ever come out just have to come out
Sherryl
Multiple poops in a day multiple days in a row
Hey everyone. Been a while since I posted anything but I have something share-worthy. So lately I have been having to poop multiple times a day and when I say that, I mean at least 5 times or more. I don't know what's going on. Neither does the gastro doc. I wouldn't be worried about it if it were normal for me, but it isn't. Yesterday I went 9 times throughout the day, 4 of which were outside in the woods. They aren't little poops either. Most of the time they are a mixture of solid and wet poop, and by the end of the day my ass hole is on fire. If anyone has any info on what might be behind it, I'd really appreciate it. Hope everyone is doing good.Rosalynne
Straddle or sit and hope for the best?
I take a minority of my bowel movements at home.I'll sit and have my phone on my lap or in my hands to amuse myself with if my sit time takes 10 minutes or more. No problem!
Away from home is a problem definitely. Some of my sits have involved a fist on the door asking me if I died or fell asleep. I'm a bit overweight (15 pounds) and there's been a couple of slurs about my 'shit getting stuck' and me holding up the line. I told my pediatrician about it and she suggested I take my school-issue laptop in with me because that will take my mind off things. That didn't work. When those in line peeked in and saw me editing my homework someone texted the assistant principal who came into the bathroom, peeked in on me and told me to put the nuisance device away and to show others waiting some consideration.
What about me trying to get rid of my 3 day load before I went into a tough AP exam the next hour?
So the next day after having downed a laxative before leaving for school before the 1st hour bell I went into a crowded 20 toilet bathroom and practiced the straddle stand my mom had taught me. I lifted the seat, gave three pushes and felt confident something was sliding down to the gate. Three pieces fell, none bigger than a fingernail and not strong enough to splash. Then I did the straddle/stand exercises with my arms on my thighs and my posture changing that my pediatrician had taught me. Nothing happened, except that I now had to pee.
I seated myself and it was so instantaneous and refreshing. I think I would have filled about a glass with my very yellow pee. But my constipation made me feel bad the rest of the day. After lunch I went back to the bathroom, waited 10 minutes for a toilet to open, and then threw myself onto it. There was a blast that instantly drew a couple of laughs, following my filling the bowl real fast with goop. Then when I stood to wipe myself of the mess, the seat partially stuck to my butt. I used up all the remaining toilet paper in cleaning myself and my butt was stinging when I carefully walked out of the cubicle.
Mike
To Eileen
Hi great to hear from you aswell, yes it was quite painful with it being big and not usually having them like that so had to accommodate the size as It came out which made me a bit sore look forward to speaking soon take care xx
Sunday, August 23, 2020
Gerben
Hey Luna, welcome to the site!
I'd love to hear some stories about you going outside!
Catherine
Responses
To Sammy: Hi there! Because I was in a friend's condo with a group of people, I felt that I could not hide it. It was the bathroom that guests were using, so I had to tell the owner's younger sister. While she went into the her brother's bedroom to get a plunger, another guy went in and announced it to the whole room. I was embarrassed! The owner took care of plunging. To my surprise, he asked me out on a date. We dated until the spring of the following year and broke up. No big loss! I'm really happy now!
Braidy: Good to hear from you again!
Love to all!
Catherine!Mike
To Eilee
Imogen
From 0 to 100 in about 2 minutes
Hey everyone, Imogen here.
Something weird happened yesterday. I was going to see a friend in the evening, I had something to eat (just pasta, nothing too... difficult on the stomach) before going out. Got ready etc, then went out. Walking down the road, a couple minutes away from home I started to feel pressure downstairs as if I needed a poo. Hmm, it'll go, I thought. So I carried on, and a minute later I felt a cramp in my stomach. I stopped to think what was best to do, and another cramp signalled a warning. Uh oh.
I decided it was best to turn back and go home for an emergency poo. I turned around and started walking back, every so often feeling a strong cramp. It had gone from nothing a couple of minutes ago to now being very very desperate. I was only a short way away from home but was now really struggling to hold it in. I approached my house and I could feel such huge pressure. I managed to unlock the front door and slam it behind me, at which point I felt a squirt of poo push past my tightly clamped bum and squirt into my knickers. I ran upstairs swearing to myself as another couple of squirts erupted despite me trying to hold it in, and when I got into the bathroom I didn't even lock the door, I hiked my skirt up, knickers down and aimed for the toilet. There was an eruption which felt awful and liquidy as I exploded into the toilet. I let a torrent of runny poo out and felt so empty to have finally released.
I let things slow down to a stop before I assessed the damage. I'd fortunately made it over the toilet in time, but my black knickers had quite a bad stain in them, and my bum took a LOT of wiping.
I went and changed my knickers and decided it was safest to stay at home, but nothing more happened in the end. It was really weird how it came out of nowhere, and then disappeared again! Has this happened to anyone else?
Hi to Taylor and Abbie, I hope you guys are ok!
speak soon
Imogen.
n Hi great to hear from you aswell, yes it was quite painful with it being big and not usually having them like that so had to accommodate the size as It came out which made me a bit sore look forward to speaking soon take care xxRosalynne
Straddle or sit and hope for the best?
I take a minority of my bowel movements at home.I'll sit and have my phone on my lap or in my hands to amuse myself with if my sit time takes 10 minutes or more. No problem!
Away from home is a problem definitely. Some of my sits have involved a fist on the door asking me if I died or fell asleep. I'm a bit overweight (15 pounds) and there's been a couple of slurs about my 'shit getting stuck' and me holding up the line. I told my pediatrician about it and she suggested I take my school-issue laptop in with me because that will take my mind off things. That didn't work. When those in line peeked in and saw me editing my homework someone texted the assistant principal who came into the bathroom, peeked in on me and told me to put the nuisance device away and to show others waiting some consideration.
What about me trying to get rid of my 3 day load before I went into a tough AP exam the next hour?
So the next day after having downed a laxative before leaving for school before the 1st hour bell I went into a crowded 20 toilet bathroom and practiced the straddle stand my mom had taught me. I lifted the seat, gave three pushes and felt confident something was sliding down to the gate. Three pieces fell, none bigger than a fingernail and not strong enough to splash. Then I did the straddle/stand exercises with my arms on my thighs and my posture changing that my pediatrician had taught me. Nothing happened, except that I now had to pee.
I seated myself and it was so instantaneous and refreshing. I think I would have filled about a glass with my very yellow pee. But my constipation made me feel bad the rest of the day. After lunch I went back to the bathroom, waited 10 minutes for a toilet to open, and then threw myself onto it. There was a blast that instantly drew a couple of laughs, following my filling the bowl real fast with goop. Then when I stood to wipe myself of the mess, the seat partially stuck to my butt. I used up all the remaining toilet paper in cleaning myself and my butt was stinging when I carefully walked out of the cubicle.
Anna from Austria
Jenny Survey
I do another Survey
1: If I wear a dress or skirt and I'm on the toilet how far down do I drop my panties?
mid thigh
2: Have I ever seen a person's pants or underwear down to their ankles and showing skidmarks?
No never. Here in Austria the gaps between the stalls at public restrooms are very small if there are any at all. So the underwear of the neighbors in the toilets are not visible at all.
I was suprised how big the gaps in the american restrooms are when I visited the states recently. You can really see everything.
It also made me change my habbits. I used to put my panties or thong down the ankles because in in the Austrian toilets nobody can see anything. in the states it was different. So i quickly learned that the ot her ladies put their panties just to the knee Levels and not the ankles. So i quickly adjusted. Because it felt weird to let strangers see my underwear. Luckily there were no skidmarks in it.
3: Do we have long or fake nails and do they hurt clean wiping?
No not at all.
4: How dirty did my underwear get after a wedding?
I told the Story About the wedding indcident already. See below.
5: Do I let my guard down more when I poop at the gym than work in terms of how much noise I make?
No not really. Austrian toilets give you really good privacy compared to the toilets in the states.
The gaps are small and other plus Point is that most public toilets are build that way that there is tray in the toilet and the bodily waste feels on the tray and not directly in the water.
Thanks to not so big gaps it takes a while until the smell escapes. And if there is no farting involed it is quite easy to poop unoticed. I Always fart when I poop, so I cannot hide my intentions but it is easier to hide it than in the American toilets.
Might be just me Imagination but I think thanks to the bigger gaps in the American toilets the small escapes faster so it takes less time until the poo stench fills the room.
Due to the toilets were everything goes into the whole, I was also suprised how loud my plops can be.
Was quite embarrasing using that new set up of toilets first But I got used to it. I was not that bad but I still prefer Austrian toilets, because duo the set up you do not let everyone know what are you doing. Unlike some American toilets.
6: Do I use toilet seat covers in a public bathroom?
No
7: Was this my practice before COVID or did I start recently?
I started doing it due to Covid. As I have never seen any seat covers I use toilet paper.
8: If seat covers were out and there was only enough toilet paper to wipe my crack, would I waste that paper on seat covering?
Cleaning myself would my my top priority. Especially when going Number 2.
My poop is quite soft most of the time, so cleaning is my top priority.
I do not want to soil my panties/thongs.
Greetings from Austria
Anna
Friday, August 21, 2020
kung Poo
Squat or sit, or both
I overheard a conversation between two women who are discussing their bowel movement problems. They look like they're in their early 30s, well dressed, office workers. One said she preferred to squat to poop, while the other said it was tiring, and preferred a leisure dump seated while browsing on her phone.
What are your opinions? Which do you prefer? Or a combination of both, like using a Squatty Potty perhaps? If so, why? Which one makes bowel movement easier?
Eileen
Reply to Mike
Great to hear from you again , Mike . You had a large poop one afternoon . I'll bet that was painful ? As for me , I sat on the toilet for another 10 minutes , then I managed to get 1 more piece out . It was a solid lump about 4 inches long . I cleaned up and went to bed shortly after that . Well , until next time , take care , Mike , I look forward to hearing from you again soon . XXX
Braidy
Jenny aka SIS's feedback questions
1: If I wear a dress or skirt and I'm on the toilet how far down do I drop my panties?
At home all the way to the floor; in public toilets, mid-thigh
2: Have I ever seen a person's pants or underwear down to their ankles and showing skidmarks?
Yes, just last month while I was running in the park. I stopped in a bathroom with no cubicles or privacy doors. This girl about 7 was sitting on the toilet next to me, both hands on her bruised knee, and I could see a streak as long as a phone in her underwear. She was peeing away and more worried about her knee. She jumped down and left without wiping. But she only peed and wasn't shy about it. Two years ago both myself and one of my players were in adjacent stalls at a field house having our shits before a game. It was obvious Angie had not wiped well earlier nor taken any extra steps to get rid of the stain in her underwear.
3: Do we have long or fake nails and do they hurt clean wiping?
None of us have long or fake nails because we are multi-season athletes and we need to be competitive in ball-handling.
4: How dirty did my underwear get after a wedding?
N/A
5: Do I let my guard down more when I poop at the gym than work in terms of how much noise I make?
At 6'7" I'm usually the tallest woman in the room. Even when I'm seated on the toilet my head and part of my shoulders can be seen over any cubicle partitions. I've had little kids point and whisper to their moms when they see me. Most mom just point the child into a toilet stall and say MYOB!
6: Do I use toilet seat covers in a public bathroom?
No.
7: Was this my practice before COVID or did I start recently?
When I was a little girl my mom would wither wipe off the seat first or put paper tissues over the seat. Once I started unsupervised, I've just sat down and done my thing. Most of my team members are the same way, although a few are wiping the seat off before sitting on it.
8: If seat covers were out and there was only enough toilet paper to wipe my crack, would I waste that paper on seat covering?
No. Wiping paper is my lone priority.