Maddy
Big poo and reply for Audrey
After my last post I did a very big load of poo when I finally let it all come out, well it wasn't as much let as force it all out. I had become very constipated and as I had held from 3'days before my last post until yesterday there was loads of it. My belly was swollen and the tip of the poo was sticking out my bum and often little bits were breaking off and some soft like paste poo was leaking out. When I'd stayed with my Nan for a couple of nights she had tried to get me to poo, thinking I was really constipated an not just withholding on purpose. I like withholding, I like the feeling of it getting bigger inside me and the feeling of pressure inside is nice for me the best bit is when I finally push it out and it takes all my energy to push it through my bum and it really stretches my bum as it comes out, the pain is intense as it stretches when the main solid bit come out but the rush from it is awesome. It's much more intense than when I hold my pee until I let go in bed.
My Nan did her massage thing with me laid on a towel on the bed in the nappy on position and presses and rubs on the skin between my bum and front privates with one hand and presses my ???? with the other and tells me to push. I did lose a couple of poo pebbles when she did this and when I was to sit on the toilet and try whilst she massaged a few bits dropped into the water. She said I was still very full and constipated and as my panties were very dirty i had to wear a nappy in bed so I could do it if I could get it out. Both mornings it was wet and had a few bits of poo in it, I must have wet a few times as the bed was also wet. I decided when I was at home I would do the whole poo when I felt ready. My Nan told my step mum I was very constipated and that as I was soiling my panties a lot she had made me wear plastic pants so it didn't mark the furniture. I decided to go to the park and perhaps do it there so I took off the plastic pants and put ordinary cotton panties on. When I was at the park I got a real gut cramp whilst sat on the tyre swing I suppose because it's like sitting on the toilet so I pushed a few bits out into my panties. I got off the swing and sat on one of the smaller ride on things that looks like a chicken on a big Spring to squish the poo cos I like how that feels but these bits were really hard so went behind the toilet block took off my panties and emptied the poo onto the grass,they were quite stained from the goo that had leaked probably whilst I was swinging and sitting in my poo. - Audrey I'm not sure if emptying my panties onto the grass counts as an outside poo?) I squatted down and pushed but as the main bit got into my bum the pain was bad so I decided I wanted to do it at home holding my favourite cuddlies. So I just did a big pee then got up and although my skirt was just below my bum cheeks decided not to put my soiled panties back on. When I got home I grabbed a couple of my cuddlies and went on the toilet and pushed but it felt really big so I got off and went to my room where I pulled my duvet off my bed put an extra towel under me and knelt facing the headboard and pushed hard squirting pee out first, my mattress is protected with a plastic sheet and towels under the bottom sheet as I pee the bed a lot most nights on purpose and in my sleep, I pushed and pushed and squeezed my cuddlies and bits of poomstartedmto come out then I felt my bum stretch as the main piece came through, I pushed and pushed and it slowly came out it felt so good and nice as it stretched me but at the same time painful. It dropped and I released a stream of pee which I suppose was stuck with that large poo in me. Not counting the chunks the solid piece made of stuck together chunks was 10 inches long and like a coke can at the fattest bit. My bum was stinging when I wiped it, I got off the bed and went downstairs and told my dad I was not constipated anymore and it was on my bed. He said fine I will come and sort it. I went an put some panties on and played my game when I needed another poo so I just pushed it out in my panties and carried on playing. My bum is still hurting so I'm going to withold my poo's again from now.
MaddyLorenz
Doorless Toilet Harassment
I have had experience with doorless toilet stalls. If you haven't followed my earlier posts, I'm 19 and will be starting my sophomore year of college. I went to public schools for most of my K-12 years.
In grade school I found by the 4th grade that roughly half of the doors had been taken off the boys stalls. There were always one or two stalls with doors to provide for special needs, but the rest of the stalls had no doors. I remember a couple of times my dad asked why more of my underwear had smears in the seat. He suggested that I stand to wipe and more carefully watch the results of each pass-through. That is when I broke down and told him that my standing to wipe, and doing extra wipes and looking for them would give me more ridicule from the older boys. The last thing I needed was to have my unit standing out in the forefront as I wiped and checked my work. This was especially true for those of us who were small for our size as we sat because not all of us had the organ and pubic hair that the older guys had. Several times as I sat, even during class time, one of the bullies would walk by, smirk and make an immoral gesture with his hand. Dad did give me one good piece of advice: I could sit with my underwear only partially down on my thighs, with just enough room for my crap to drop into the stool. That helped.
But when I got to middle school there was 1,500 some students and even with classes in session, there was a steady number of guys coming in to piss. If there was a urinal available their back would be to me while they did their thing. If the urinals were taken, they would look to their right--to the guys on the toilets. It wasn't that pleasant, but occasionally a teacher or janitor would walk through, perhaps give them some humorous insult, and tell them to move on. Sometimes they were ordered to wash their hands, pick up toilet paper off the floor, and an electronic device was confiscated from a couple of them. The school was strict about leaving them in the slot provided on the wall in every classroom.
My closest friend from 1st grade on was Shannon. She had a great personality and a lot more confidence than me. I told her how I was being bullied and on a couple of days I took my crap when we got to her house right after school. She also spent a lot of time at our house and probably stayed for supper two or three nights a week. My parents just loved her and continually said she would be going places in life. By the time we were old enough to ride our bikes over to the park or on the track at the high school, she asked if she could see me go to the bathroom. I said yes but I wanted to see her do the same thing too. I held my crap for the agreement, if I was the one who lost the bet. We raced one lap around the asphalt track at the high school.
I lost, but only by a few seconds. Once before Shannon had to pee and we found the bathrooms on one end of the stadium had been left open after a football game.
So Shannon led me over to the girls toilets. They were open. It was obvious there was no one else around so we both parked our bikes in a corner and walked into the half-dark room. There must have been close to 20 sinks lined up on the left wall. Across from them, there were easily that many toilets. Each had its seat down, something Shannon said was unusual. Each had been flushed, something Shannon said was also unusual. She said I could select the toilet. I did. I lined up in front of the stool, awkwardly dropped my shorts and briefs, and then took my seat. I told her it wouldn't be long. Within a couple of minutes as I spread out my legs, my crap dropped pretty fast. She could hear the splash into the bowl and my backside got some of it. She said that happened to her too. Using my hands she asked me about how big it was. I think I gave her about a 3-inch signal. It surprised me because I was pretty close. I could tell by the look on her face that she knew something I didn't. Then I grabbed for the toilet paper. There was none. The holder had been knocked off the wall. She had this fake look of surprise on her face that really captivated me. I asked her nicely to get me a roll from one of the other toilets. She said that would cost me. I had to let her out of her obligation. Dumb, I know, but I agreed to it, and she returned with more toilet paper to use than I had ever seen before. My first wipe was from the seat, the next two or three were done standing up. She agreed with me that soft crap is often messy. Then I flushed and then washed my hands. My demonstration was done.
I think it was last semester when I told my friend Darsolea about this. She thinks Shannon got off too easy.Audrey
A Lesbian pee survey:
1. Does your pee usually come out all at once or is it more of a "stop-and-start" stream? All at once
2. Are you more of a hisser or a gusher? Gusher
2a. If neither, describe your pee stream in detail.
3. Do you fart when you pee?
About half the time
4. Describe the most interesting-sounding pee stream(s) you've heard when using a public bathroom
The weird ones that sound like Donald duck.
Marie: thanks for both, I love when you write a long story! I haven't been as audacious as you with my pottying, as I don't live alone, but I have begun peeing down the basement drain and on the wall above it!
Mina: did you get my suggestion? :)
Sherryl: did you try to give your email? Keep up the outdoor pees poos, and I hope you get some friends together as well. Have you tried pooing from a tree? Peeing is fun because your stream can go really far if it's a power piss. It seems like a fun thing to do when constipated so that you can see it all hanging out of your shithole.
Emma two: I'm happy that pooing outside in public is becoming a regular routine, it's both relaxing and exhilarating!
Opal: I'm about your age as well, always great to find a sympathetic person! I loved the pool peeing as well as the outdoor stuff, one of my favorites! I really hope you got to poop outside, do it whenever you possible can in my opinion! I'm a pretty skinny gal, and I think I can probably corroborate your theory. I also check the toilet and like the wind on my pussy.
Bianca: hope you feel better, peeing in the bath is nothing to be ashamed of, although it's sometimes good to get your parts out of the water when you do it.
Tricky: I appreciate the suggestions, especially the pising contest and pile! I have done the others, if you look on the past I have used a two holer with a bunch of friends! I'll tell you the page numberAnna from Austria
To Kmd glad you liked my reports of the laxatives. It was fascinating how undecipherable they can be and I am still a bit shocked how hard the laxative chocolate kicked in. I am not a silent pooper at all, farting a lot when I am pooping is normal for me but I never though it possible to reactant the diarrhea scenes featured in some comedy movies but the laxative chocolate made it possible.
I am just glad that am rarely suffer from heavy constipation so needing laxatives is the exception of the rule for me.
But in case I need it again I will resort to Enema next time. The laxative effect should kick in immediately so it should be way less stressing method to get some relive after heavy constipation.
greetings from Austria
Anna
LEA
Pooping on top of another poop
I really wonder if any of you already pooped on top of somebody else's load sometime? Do you have any experience to share in this regard?
I have read many stories where some of you passed some impressive toilet-clogging loads, so did you have to use the toilet after a roommate/friend/SO/... jammed it? Or because the toilet was broken? Or have you ever dumped on top of another load in the woods? Or because some just forgot to flush their poop, or because there was no time for it?
Really looking forward to hearing your stories!
I pooped on top of my friend Danielle's poop two weeks ago. I treated her to the steakhouse and we both had huge steaks, fries and vegetables, with starters and chocolate cake as desert.
After we finished our meal I had to use the bathroom big time. Danielle said she needed to go as well! So we went to the bathroom and the one stall was occupied, so we decided to share the other one. Danielle went first because she claimed that she was really desperate! She started going immediately and dropped many logs! By then I was farting non-stop so I asked her whether she was done because I was about to shit my pants and she said yes. So she stood up to wipe and I replaced her immediately. There was no time to flush because my log was already poking out! I had a huge shit as well while Danielle was wiping. She put her dirty TP in the toilet between my legs. I passed some more mushy stuff and gas and then I was done and wiped to. It stank very bad in the bathroom!
I flushed the toilet but our combined loads would not go down! I flushed again and this time, the toilet managed to get rid of the waste. We left an incredible number of streaks in the bowl!
We washed our hands and felt much better and very relieved. We agreed that we should do this again.
Tricky
Re: Zip
I've never had the opportunity to use a public doorless stall or stall-less toilet among friends or family members, at least not since becoming shameless about defecating. The last time I had any chance to use such a facility with friends was in high school, and I was not shameless then. I'd hold it in every day until I got home. There were only a few occasions in middle school or high school where I was forced to use such facilities, but thankfully no one else was in the room.
My large consumption of high fiber foods combined with a fast metabolism and skinny body means I poop like a horse, and thus I have used public restrooms far more than home restrooms throught my life before I was away from home most of the day. Prior to COVID, I was pooping in a public restroom 2-3 times a day on any given day, and had been doing so since childhood(other than holding it in in middle school/high school due to doorless stalls). Nearly every friend/family member/former coworker I know of the same sex has seen my pants on the floor and heard me blatting away in a public stall, so given this, I don't think I'd be embarrassed to use a doorless stall or stall-less commode in front of any of them.
Over a hundred people have seen me poop, but the vast majority were complete strangers. Most of those events involved me using public restrooms that lacked privacy and had other people either present, or who entered after I took a seat. Considering thousands of people have seen me enter or exit a stall before/after hearing me make a bunch of rude noises, also mostly complete strangers but also including scores of people I knew, I was already used to the idea that others knew what I sounded like or smelled like on the toilet, which psychologically, really wasn't far removed from them actually seeing me on the toilet. But for a long period of my life that was a bridge too far to cross.
I have used the half stalls at another high school amongst teachers and other students I knew, with a low amount of shame, since no one saw my butt or junk, just my face and legs, which wasn't that different to me than using a normal stall. They all knew what I was doing regardless of the amount of coverage, and they didn't see anything I'd object to. It helped that the teachers were there, as that kept the other students from making fun of me as I sat there loudly blasting diarrhea where everyone could see my face and spiked hair(which stood out).
I've also used a half-stall in front of a friend/co-worker while on a trip to a job site. We stopped at a rest area in Texas, I needed to poop, and the short stalls are what was available. He saw my face above the stall walls and my pants on the floor as I audibly emptied my bowels, and we even made a short conversation as I did so. I had no shame whatsoever, and this person had also seen/heard me use normal height stalls before that. But it was still a stall with a door.
I used to get intruded upon by family members all the time as a kid when using residential bathrooms. I hated it. But I never had the opportunity or need to use a doorless stall or stall-less public toilet among them. I'd probably be able to do it today without issue. The first few times I had no choice but to use such facilities among strangers, or fill my pants, permanently removed all inhibitions about it.
I have been intruded upon by friends while sitting on residential toilets, and found it highly embarrassing at the time. But I wasn't shameless then either. The most memorable incident was when I was 18. I was taking a dump in a friend's bathroom and a young lady came in to get her car keys to do a beer run. She exposed me to 5 other people, 1 dude and 4 women, standing near the doorway since she left the door open as she was looking for the keys. The bathroom had no lock and I was helpless to shut the door since the door was well out of arm's length from the commode I was sitting on. To make things more awkward, I looked like I was 13 at the time and everyone was staring at me, probably because they were curious what I looked like without clothing for coverage. It was also a really big, solid, messy dump and I was not able to halt the extrusion or my noises due to the pain of attempting to do so, thus everyone heard my poop crackling out and my farting and plopping as I sat there with my pants and underwear on the floor. After a minute or so of this, she didn't find them and the dude came in to get them since he last had them and knew where they were. The dude shut the door on his way out, so at least I got to wipe in private. The flusher also broke after I finished. A few of the people there asked me if I felt better after I exited, so everyone knew I just pooped, and a number of them got to see the pile I left. One of the women who saw me on the can thought it was cute that I had hairless legs and a hairless butt, which embarrassed me when she pointed it out. Since I was already drunk, it made the situation somewhat less embarrassing, but still.
I did use an open-toilet in a one-room apartment among a friend and two female acquaintances two years ago. I was not embarrassed about it, as I'd developed my shameless status at that point. They saw the whole show so to speak, as the toilet was in the corner of the room with no coverage. I tried to post the story here repeatedly but it was rejected. It involved drug use. They also got to see my wiping technique. Not my proudest moment, but I really had to go. I almost clogged the toilet, requiring multiple flushes, adding to the awkwardness.
In spite of the embarrassment when I was younger, I've always enjoyed the physical sensations of pooping. It's nice not having any embarrassment about it anymore. Holding it in sucks, and now I don't have to bother with it. If only I had this mentality when I was younger. Seeing that kid in middle school bullied for using the toilet is what started it, otherwise I might have saved myself lots of discomfort and grief, and would have had a much greater variety of pooping experiences as a result.
Maddy
Outdoor poo for Audrey.
Not sure Audrey if this counts as outdoor poo as its from more than a year ago, I did a poo outside during the afternoon playtime at school and next day a school notice went up asking parents to not let their dogs run into school premises when dropping or collecting their child.
I was 9, nearly 10 and My Nan had just got me my school pass card to go to the toilets when needed by showing the card, however I didn't like showing the card in front of other kids. I was very constipated and was withholding as my bum was very sore from trying to go. Because I was dirtying my panties a lot and It was getting on my skirt my Nan used to send me to school wearing plastic pants if I hadn't done it before school or done it during the night in my nappy. I had cotton panties in my PE bag to wear if I did it at school. On this day I did some poo in the plastic panties before the playtime so after i showed my card and went to clean up,'it was hard poo so wasn't too messy I just took the panties off wiped myself and put the cotton ones on. At lunch I had bad bum ache and needed to do some to sit comfortably so pushed a bit out in to my panties. I remember it felt softer than I had expected so after lunch outside time finished I showed my card and went to change and clean up. I didn't have any panties on and soon had the urge again. I held until afternoon play time then went outside. I noticed an area by the fence where no one was playing and said to my friend I'm going to run over there and back, when i got there I pretended to squat down to sort my shoe or something and pushed hard and dropped a big poo onto the grass followed by a pee. My friend had come over and asked if I was ok I said yes but don't tell anyone. She didn't tell but next day when we saw the notice we both were laughing
Maddy
Constipated girl
Answer for David P' survey
1) How often do you poo ?
I'm constipated all the times, so I can only push out some rock hard turds after around 5 struggling days.
Normally, I need to use 2 enema fleets and lubricate my ass before any pooping session to avoid much swollen asshole.
2) How long (cm/inch) would you say your typical turds were ?
My turds are not long. They look like rabbit poop but much bigger (3.5cm width), drier and harder than rabbit (of course)
3) Does your poo typically smell or make loud plops?
As described above, my turds are all big balls which are very hard to push out. When I can get rid of them, they make very loud plops into water which splash into my butt and smell extremely stinky like trash (maybe, because they stay in my rectum for too long)
4) From being constipated have you noticed any other health issues? No, constipation is my biggest problem at all times
5) Do you like the feeling of a poo hanging from your bum? I guess as they are so long you need to rest and they stay half way out. Is this correct?
I hate separate shit balls but like the feeling of a poo hanging from my asshole. I rarely can have a long sausage of turd. That may be easier for me than push balls one by one with much efforts but no big result.
Alexis
Revenge never felt so good…. And smelly too!!!
Hello.
Firstly I would like to introduce myself. I'm Alexis, I'm in my early 20's, slim, 5'6, brunette.
Anyways, I was just randomly googling something but then found this site and I honestly cannot believe this site had existed since the 90's. Interesting to read all these stories from other people and the discussions you people had over the years. Surprisingly I have my own personal story to share that happened recently.
I JUST moved to a new apartment the 1st of this month in July but last month when I was still in my old apartment, I was living with my boyfriend, lets call him Alvin (Not his real name). The reason why I moved out was primarily because I realized sometime around the beginning of last month in June that Alvin was seeing another girl behind my back. I decided to move out but not before I enact my revenge. After contemplating what I should do, I decided to do a large volume enema because I felt that since he was tossing me away like trash, I might as well return the favour. I've done those small disposable ones in the past but never did the large ones before so I knew this was going to be interesting.
Luckily my boyfriend had to go to work in the middle of last month and he had to work overtime, so this would give me ample time to enact my plan. When he left for work, I waited for a few minutes to make sure he wouldn't suddenly come back because he forgot something. When I was sure he wasn't coming back, I started the process. After several minutes had passed, I managed to take in about 2 litres before I had to stop because it was getting too uncomfortable. At this point I was constipated for nearly 3 whole days so I knew I would be able to expel quite a bit out, especially since I would poop quite a bit out when I'm NOT constipated.
So when I was finished taking in as much as I could, I set the enema kit aside and moved my bowels a bit and hope it helps work the magic so to speak. After doing that for a few minutes, I felt I wasn't going to be able to hold it in for much longer without losing control, so I went into what used to be our room, hopped onto the bed at the corner of the room and leaned my back onto the wall and gotten into a semi squat position. I stayed in that position and held it in for a little longer to see how much longer I could hold it in and felt this would make it more fun.
After holding it in while staying in that position for what felt like forever, I started to lose control when this small squirt of brown water started to leak out, then followed by a little bit more and it became more frequent. I tried to clinch my cheeks but it wasn't helping much. So since I was losing control, I mustered whatever control I had left to hold it in while said to myself: "hope Alvin likes my present I'm leaving behind for him because I can't hold it in any more"….
Then that's when it happened. A huge wave of brown water came spraying all over the bed and several chunks of poop soon followed. I honestly couldn't help but sigh of relief because I was rarely ever constipated and releasing all that out felt like such a huge load off… kinda literally. Anyways, after several waves, I was finally finished. I slowly and carefully made my way off the bed and looked at my mess and goodness there was A LOT. After observing my mess for a few moments, I decided to top it off by wiping my behind with his pillowcase before heading to the bathroom to take a shower.
When I was finished with everything, I packed up all my stuffs, which luckily for me, I don't have a huge amount of clothes and other miscellaneous, so it didn't take forever for me to pack. Anything else like the TV and the furniture that I can't take with me I decided to leave with him. Then when things were packed up, I quickly booked it to my car and split and never looked back. After several hours had passed, about the time that my silly little Alvin was suppose to get back, he had texted me a very long interesting message. I'm not going to get into it because it is a bit too much of a TL;DR, but the gist of it is just him yelling at me with some colourful language about what I had done.
I responded back that I knew what he was doing and told him that we were over and I hope he was happy with the present I left him, which he should name it after his new girl.
By the way, in case if anyone's interested, I slept in my car for a few days which luckily for me, it wasn't that bad but fortunately my friends knew a place that I could move in starting the beginning of this month, so that's what happened and is where I'm currently living now as stated in the very beginning of this post. :)
So I hope you people enjoyed my little incident. Maybe ciao for now?
Tyler C
Reply to Hannah
I know just what you mean. I knew I couldn't be the only one. I had a semester a few years back where all my classes were back-to-back in a 6 hour long block. I scheduled them with 10 minutes in between, but they were on totally different sides of the campus, which meant I needed the entire 10 minutes to walk between classes. During my first couple of weeks, I tried going to the bathroom between classes, but I always got to my next class late which put me in danger of having my grades affected. That's when I realized that to succeed in college, I was going to have to start going to the bathroom while in class, and my pants became very useful for just that purpose.
At first, I felt a little shy about "using the toilet" at my desk with so many people around me, but I knew it was necessary. So, I started wearing black pants just like you, and those were like my own private little urinal. Sometimes, letting little spurts out throughout the day was enough to take the pressure off until I could finally get to a bathroom. I had a philosophy class in a big lecture hall that I sat it the back of away from most other people which would sometimes allow me to discretely pee my pants. There's this huge grass field I have to walk across to get from one building to another, and sometimes I'd pee while walking across it because it won't leave an obvious trail.
And yes, a soaking wet pair of pants was kind of a given during finals week. Between the intense studying and the long tests, I don't know how I could've possibly kept my pants dry. My pants basically took on full-time bathroom duties when finals came around, not just for wetting either. I got a nervous stomach before my physics test and I ended up filling up my underwear while filling in my answer sheet. My underwear ended up being pretty messy by the end of the day, but I got great grades. So, I guess that soiled pair of undies are just a mark of success.
Monday, July 05, 2021
To Jennifer: Thank you for the reply. Oh yes after pushing out all that poo I felt so much lighter and just like a king as you say. Although after that I went back to not being able to poo for four days again, it was shortlived to feel so empty. But managing to keep constipation at bay unlike before by going every three days or so and passing about three long logs each time.
To Miranda: thank you for completing my survey. I found the accounts interesting to read. I HATE it so much when your poo is so hard and dense that it splashes up your bum with cold water, not nice!. Does not happen alot but did the other day actually. Surprisingly the smaller the poo the bigger the splashback. It never happens to me on big logs.
To Jasmin K: Not related to any new post of yours but was reading through some of your older posts when you were at school, since I am new here and so enjoying the older content. I wanted to say Wow all your past stories are so good, thank you for sharing them. I read a story on 2063 titled constipated again, that says about lots of soft poo leaking around a hard mass of poo that soiled your pants and making the bigger poo just bigger. I used to get just that when I was a kid, it was so so painful when the log eventually came out. As you described you were crying to do a poo as it hurt so much, I understand been there done that. I think what you experienced then was a fecal impaction, basically a big stuck piece of poo that won't budge and leaking loose poo around it. You did well to pass that monster as some people need them manually removed. A doctor said I had that as a kid and gave me medicines, they didn't really do much and my poo was still massive and painful. I used to withhold my poo as refuse to poo at school as was embarrassing so I got badly constipated and held it even more due to The pain. Do you still get impacted like this? If you do please write a story about it.
To all: I would be so interested if you continue to take the time to reply to my recent survey. And likewise ask me anything about pooing, I am only in my 20s but experienced a lot about poo in my time.
Jennifer
Today
Hi all!
Today started my morning routine as soon as the alarm went off. After a few minutes in the bathroom for my #2, I started making breakfast for myself. After finishing it up I did some quick yoga exercises and jumped into the shower. Adam was waking up so I made some breakfast and coffee for him as well and then went back to the bathroom and fixed my hair and makeup. I tried to finish fast so I wouldn't block the bathroom for him. I had to leave for a meeting so I said god bye as I met him. Hope he has a good poo today! :)
David P: Ouch that sounds painful. Glad you were able to get all that out! You must feel like a king after that.Vee
What's wrong
Whenever I drink a lot of milk, say a few glasses, I always end up with diarrhea. I don't feel bloated and in pain, and I can eat any other dairy product and be fine. It's only milk. On some days, even the milk in my cereal is enough to make my stomach go bananas, and every time, I end up peeing out of my ass. I don't think it's lactose intolerance or dairy sensitivity though because I don't feel sick beforehand; a sudden urge to shit hits me and my stomach gets better after I let it all out.
Anyone know what's up?
Almost messed myself
So I'm lactose intolerant (honestly my whole family is, they just don't truly realize it and if they do, they don't seem to care) and today my family decided to take me out for ice cream for a dessert since we had nothing in the house. I knew it would mess with my stomach, but I was previously sick and whenever I get sick I tend to bloat no matter how much or how little I eat, so I knew that it would make me have to go poop without much effort. And so, I got a huge scoop of blue moon and just about an hour later, I felt that my stomach was starting to hurt greatly. At first I brushed it off, wanting to see what would happen. Was that a bad idea? Yes, very much. I headed downstairs in my basement where the bathroom is only to find that someone was in there. I had to wait outside the bathroom and I could feel some of the smaller logs trying to be pushed out onto my pad I had been wearing and when she got out, everything came rushing down into the toilet below me. I almost messed myself and when I was standing outside the door I was really contemplating just going right then and there because it kinda excited me but I ended up waiting to go. This was the first experience I've had with almost shitting myself and to say the least it was really fun :)
Patrica
Gassy Grandma
I have been mostly staying with my grandmother since summer break started. On Wednesday morning, we stayed up to watch the new Loki episode and after it finished, I fell asleep in her bed and I guess she didn't want to wake me so she let me sleep with her.
We woke up around 9ish and we didn't get out of bed. We just laid there and talked until she said."Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?" I asked.
"Shh...listen," a few seconds after she said that, I heard a loud fart come from her.
I laughed and said "grandma!" My mothers typically aren't very open about bodily functions. My grandmother, however is and will often do things like burp and fart out loud in the car or at the dinner table just to annoy them and make me laugh.
Grandma continued to fart, each one sounding louder and nastier. When she decided to stop, it wasn't because she was out of gas, she just didn't want to have an accident in her bed.Mina, Kazuko, Hisae, Maho
Dear Deb
We hope you settle down soon! We cross fingers for you.
Love from MHKM