Trina
Ikea adventure
Hello everyone and especially my SPAS Catherine and Shannon.
I've been busy and not much to talk about anyway, but I've got a story from yesterday for sure.
My bowels have been weird for the last month - frequent days of only diarrhea, then days with large, solid BMs, and back and forth again. Haven't changed my diet or travelled, so no idea what is going on, really. Some days I'm fine, some days I'm not.
Saturday I felt fine and hadn't had any stomach upset in a few days, felt pretty normal, so I tossed on a fun sun dress and decided to go out to do some shopping I'd been needing to do. After grabbing lunch I hit a couple of stores and wound up at Ikea in the late afternoon. I had been feeling a fullness in my bowels for a good solid poo for a few hours, which I hadn't done since the day before, and could tell from how I felt it wasn't going to be diarrhea or anything, so I decided to keep holding it, as I do...
The need grew stronger once I got to the Ikea and after wandering around for a while - I hadn't been in like a year so I had to check everything out! - it was getting pretty bad and I decided I should find the restroom soon. I kept following the path, keeping an eye out for restrooms, but not finding any. The place is huge and like a freaking maze and easy to get turned around or lost, it feels like. I thought I found a shortcut at one point but just wound up going in a circle somehow back to place I had just been five minutes before. Now my need was really strong and I knew I needed to find the bathrooms soon.
I rounded a corner to the kids furniture area and saw a sign for a bathroom, but it was just a single family bathroom and it was occupied. I waited for a minute or two but figured it was a parent with kids or something, maybe changing a baby, and I didn't want to keep waiting so I set off to get back around to the front where I knew there were bathrooms by the entrance/exit area.
I had to stop and cross my legs to squeeze tight in the dining room area shortly after that. I almost turned around to go back to that family bathroom, but I was about halfway between both at that point. I pushed my cart into the next big room with kitchen stuff and plates. I turned down an aisle to go around a few people kind of blocking the main path. Another big cramp/urge hit me and I felt some pee leak into my panties. I hurried along, losing a couple of more leaks, and felt a little pee trickle down my left thigh as I rounded the corner to the front and could see the bathrooms.
I hurried over to them, barely holding on, left my buggy nearby and speed waddled into the ladies room, danced down to find a stall opening with nobody else waiting. I almost pushed past the lady coming out, said "Sorry!" as I squeezed by her and started to pull the door closed to lock it. Pee started steadily leaking down my legs and I felt my anus opening and I just lifted my skirt and flopped down onto the seat without even trying to pull down my already quite wet panties and let go. I peed forcefully though the fabric and then couldn't help but moan slightly as the large poo began to fill the seat and spread. My heart was pounding with excitement. I couldn't believe I was more or less deliberately having an "accident' in public like that, but it was already too late for my panties anyway, and nobody could see, so I went with it.
After I was done I stood up, carefully tipped the giant mound of solid poo into the toilet, carefully stepped out of the panties and shoved them down into the waste bin to hide them, wiped my bum and legs, which really wasn't too difficult, even with public restroom one-ply TP. I left the stall, washed my hands, grabbed my buggy, checked out, and left like nothing strange had happened.
Definitely COULD have avoided the situation entirely with better planning on my part, but also - why is Ikea such a dang maze!?!?!? :)
Take care!
Trina
Pebbles
Food poisoning with my Mum
About ten years ago I went to Germany for a short break with my Mum. One night we went out to an Indian restaurant and both ate some really spicy curry. It was nice, but the meat must have been off or something, which we didn't realise at the time. We washed it down with a couple of bottles of wine and when I woke up the next morning, I felt pretty hungover. I didn't feel like I was necessarily going to vomit, but my stomach felt pretty uneasy and I had a splitting headache.
My Mum and I were sharing a hotel room but she was still sleeping. I decided to get up and have a shower, in the hope that it would make me feel a bit fresher. The hotel room had an ensuite bathroom, with a shower over the bath. I stripped off and got in the shower, pulling the shower curtain around me. I was in the middle of putting shampoo on my hair when I heard a knock at the door.
"Unlock the door, I'm going to be sick!" yelled my Mum.
I jumped out of the shower and, hearing my Mum half retch, flung open the door without even wrapping a towel around myself. My Mum pushed past me, running straight to the toilet and beginning to puke violently. I tried to be helpful by holding her hair as she threw up wave after wave of semi-digested curry, but watching her vomit was making me feel increasingly nauseous myself. My belly was also starting to feel quite crampy.
Eventually my Mum paused for breath. "Oh God, I feel awful," she said. Still crouched over the toilet, she grabbed her ???? and started massaging it. "I think I'm going to be sick from the other end too," she said.
I was about to vacate the bathroom and leave her to it, when she retched and began vomiting again. As I was holding back her hair, I heard what sounded like a loud farting noise. I looked down and realised that while puking my Mum had lost control of her bowels and just expelled a wave of mushy poop into her pink pyjama bottoms.
She burped, then vomited again and let out a second round of mushy poop. The smell was terrible and I felt vomit rising in my own throat, but I managed to swallow it back down and regain control. My Mum seemed to have finished puking for now, so I helped her up and pulled down her pyjama bottoms, which were completely destroyed. She sat on the toilet and immediately let loose with a wave of explosive diarrhoea. It looked like it was painful, because she was grasping her belly and wincing as it came out.
I wanted to give her some privacy so I went out into the bedroom, closing the door behind me. It wasn't a very soundproof door, so I could still hear the grunts and plops as she continued to have very loose and noisy motions. I was feeling increasingly nauseous myself, so I wrapped myself in a towel and opened the window to get some fresh air. That turned out to be a mistake! The room was over the hotel restaurant and by opening the window I got a really strong smell of greasy food, maybe fish. In my delicate state that was enough to turn my stomach and I retched, putting my hand to my mouth. I managed to maintain control of my stomach but I started sweating and I knew it was only a matter of time before I threw up. I rushed to the bathroom door and knocked.
"Are you going to be much longer? I think I'm going to be sick!"
I heard a fart, followed by what sounded like a squirt of purely liquid diarrhoea. "I'm going to be some time", groaned my Mum.
I didn't have any time, so I burst into the bathroom. She was still sitting on the pot much as I had left her, leaning forward and holding her stomach. On opening the door, the smell of diarrhoea overwhelmed me and I completely lost control of my insides, puking forcefully onto the bathroom floor. I managed to make it over to the bath before the second wave of vomit overcame me and I spent a considerable amount of time bent over the side of the bath, throwing up what felt like everything that had ever been in my stomach. As I was vomiting, I began to feel a churning feeling lower down in my belly and at one point a fart slipped out of me. I knew it was only a matter of time before I was going to be sick out of my bum too.
The good news is that my Mum was feeling a bit better by this point. She left the bathroom to lie down and I went to sit on the toilet. Normally I would have been too embarrassed to do a poo when she was on the other side of a thin door, but today I had no choice. I relaxed my anus and felt a large log ease out of me and plop into the toilet below. Travelling often makes me constipated and it was two days since I had last been. That log was followed by a second, which was softer and made less of a splash. After that I thought I was done, so I stood up, wiped and flushed the toilet.
I was just trying to clean up the floor where I'd been sick, when my Mum rushed into the bathroom and began vomiting into the toilet again. She had completely lost control of her bowels by this point and as she puked she was essentially sharting, letting out bubbly farts which resulted in runny diarrhoea squirting out over her bottom and down her legs.
As I stood there, the ominous churning in my own stomach resumed. I felt a sharp shooting pain which made me grab my belly, and then a strong urge to fart. I farted, carefully, worried that I might end up letting out more than gas. I didn't, but I could feel what felt like loose poop moving down through my rectum. I sat down on the edge of the bath, in the hope that that would make me feel a bit better, but it didn't. My body was hit by a strong cramp, causing me to bend over and groan audibly. I was clenching my anus as tightly as I could and I managed to withstand that cramp... but not the next one, which was worse! With a feeling of utter humiliation I realised that a series of soft little poops had fired out of my bum and splashed onto the porcelain of the bath below.
They opened the floodgates so to speak and soon I was clenching the sides of the bath and moaning as wave after wave of mushy diarrhoea shot out of me. Thankfully my Mum soon finished up and left me alone in the bathroom, but for quite a long time I didn't dare to stand up and move to the toilet itself in case I accidentally pooped on the bathroom floor.
I felt so weak after the diarrhoea that I went to bed and slept for most of the day. I was woken up at some point by a strong ache in my stomach and the realisation that I needed to get to the toilet, now. Before I could even attempt to get out of bed, I was hit by another pain which caused me to whimper out loud. My face burned with humiliation as I lost control of my sphincter and pooped messy diarrhoea in my knickers. It was soft, silent and very, very smelly.
I got up and waddled to the bathroom, cringing at the strange sensation of squishy poop in my knickers as I moved. The door to the bathroom was locked and I could hear my Mom in there; it sounded she like was having another episode of the runs, judging by the moans and plops. My stomach cramped again and perhaps I could have held it for a bit longer, but I didn't. My anus relaxed and another round of soft mush was expelled into my panties. This was followed by a warm, runny poop and then a squirt of liquid diarrhoea. I tried to clench at this point, but it was too late. The minute to take control had passed and so I stood there, bent over with cramps, as liquid diarrhoea squirted out of my bum. I could feel it escape my knickers and start running down my legs, which was one of the most horrible feelings of my life. This runny diarrhoea was burning as it came out too and I was seriously regretting eating that curry. My poor bottom felt like it was on fire.
In total we had vomiting and diarrhoea for about 24 hours. After that things calmed down a bit. My Mum had an accident at the airport on the way home and I had to do a very urgent poo on the plane, but after that my bowels were thankfully back to normal. It was a couple of years before I could face eating a curry again though and I don't think my Mum has had one at all since then!Cammie
Peeing Pants in College
I'm Cammie, an 18 year old college freshman. I've been a lurker for a long time now, and I've always liked peeing and pooping in unusual places (not in a toilet). My favorite posters are Marie, Audrey, and Maddy, along with Toilet Car and Car Mom from a long time ago.
@Hannah:
I also sometimes pee in my pants when I'm too busy to find a bathroom. I prefer to wear gym shorts, leggings, or skirts (all without underwear) so I can pee without staying wet long. When I wear a skirt, I just find a secluded place outside, stand with my legs apart, and let my vagina do her thing. I've even been known to push out a turd or two like this. I have to be careful about peeing myself in class or in quiet places because I am a very loud hisser. One time, I was taking a test while I was desperate to pee, so I just relaxed and let my pee come out through my leggings (no panties) into the seat cushion. As my pee began to flow, I had to keep my legs together so it wouldn't squirt out into the floor. It made a loud hissing sound that I'm sure everyone around me heard. The relief was so good that I pushed my pee out as hard as I could, making the hiss even louder. It was all I could do to keep from moaning. After about 2 minutes, my flow came to a stop but not before the seat cushion was completely saturated. I probably peed at least a gallon.
David P
Being constipated is fun!!!
Sorry if I am posting too much. Please do say if you think I am posting too often, I've just gotten fond of this site and the people here. Thanks to the creators and moderstors for making this website a great community.
Other than my post about school loos I havent posted much in regards to my toilet visits, that is because not much has happened to report. My recent progress of the big poops has come to an end and slipped back into my old ways again. I haven't managed to have a proper poo for about 4 days, maybe I will go tomorrow. My poos have gone back to being very small hard logs that are knobbly. Typical type 2 poos on the bristol scale. The last few days I have manged to push out a small turd maybe 2 inches and other days just a hard pebble after it took me a while to push out. Today was a bit better as I passed three small hard turds about 2 inch each that made very loud Kaploosh sounds as they hit the water. I have on a couple of times these last few weeks had a big wide poo that stretched my hole wide open and as it came out it stung my bumhole. Then I found blood on the paper as I wiped this week. Another time I have had that happen again this week but the blood seemed pretty dry so maybe just some left overs. I keep getting this on and off every few weeks or so for years since I was 15, I guess they are fissures and not piles, I do hope so. Maybe the poo is just too hard for my delicate hole to handle. So yep I am pretty blocked up again I think.
Thanks for readingOpal
To Maddy
Hi Maddy, I really enjoy reading your stories! I actually have a cousin named Maddy who's the same age as you! Last week, we were having root beer floats with ice cream and I couldn't even finish mine before I had to run upstairs to the toilet. I spent what felt like an hour pouring a huge load of hot diarrhea out of my colon. When that happens it tends to burn a little bit, maybe because it's acidic? Turns out as I was clenching my legs to get to the toilet, a noticeable skid mark appeared in my granny pannies. When I was done, I finished my float and whispered to Maddy, "That ice cream gave me instant diarrhea!" She said, "I honestly have the same thing. I felt too shy to talk more about pooping with her, but she seems really open about a lot of stuff, so maybe next time?
David P
Why is poo taboo?
Can you help me figure out that in society why is going for a wee accepted that we can announce that we are going for a wee and do it in front of people or next to people with no problem but going for a poo is a different matter that it is taboo and we can't do it around people or talk about it to anyone. I can't figure out why one human bodily function is accepted by society but one isn't????Anna from Austria
@Thunder Thanks for the information about the different laxatives. That was very enlighting. Good I know that now.
I know answer the survey of Kristi
1. When you're pooping, do you try to finish as soon as possible, or do you like to take your time? If you take your time, what do you do with that time (read, cell phone, etc.)?
I do not like to rush my poops but when I am not constipated everything comes out at once with little effort so i can still be very quick. I still take m time for cleaning my behind properly though.
2. Do you flush multiple times when pooping, or do you just flush when you're completely done?
I was instructed sto save water since I am was little from mother so i flush only once when everything is done. Was not confronted with the concept of the courtesy flush since high school. Until that the concept was foreign to me. To be frank I also does not seem to work very well. I could still smell a faint poop smell of the girls at school that did that.
3. Do you usually have to do a lot of pushing, or does your body just poop without much effort?
When not constipated I poop with little effort. Especially when it is urgent my poop it moves almost on it's own.
4. Have you ever used a Squatty Potty? If so, do you like using it?
(It's basically just a little step that you put your feet on in front of the toilet. It's supposed to stimulate squatting, although as someone who has pooped in the woods a lot, I can tell you that it's not the same thing as actually squatting.)
No never
5. If you have a significant other, do you feel comfortable pooping if he or she is in the room?
I am single at the moment but I had no problems doing it in front of my boyfriends. Cannot be avoided anyway when living together.
6. How comfortable are you pooping in a crowded public restroom?
I am not fan of having a big audiance but when I need to go I need to go. So I really do not try to wait. I just do my stuff. It would be inpolite to block the toilet longer then necessary when other ladies ware waiting outside. And besides I do not use a public restroom until i really becomes urgent. I am not good with holdin back my poop. It would start to move on it's own rather soon even if I tried to wait until the restroom is less crowded. So why not start right away...
7. What's the most interesting place you've ever relieved yourself (pee or poop)?
Big poop at airplane toilet.
That's it for today
greetings from Austria
Anna
Tricky
Kristi's survey
Q: When you're pooping, do you try to finish as soon as possible, or do you like to take your time? If you take your time, what do you do with that time (read, cell phone, etc.)?
A: I prefer to take my time, and let it drop out on its own with minimal pushing. I don't like straining because it can cause hemorrhoids. I take it slow, and tend to spend 5-10 minutes a session, more if it is a big one.
Q: Do you flush multiple times when pooping, or do you just flush when you're completely done?
A: I learned the hard way to wait until I'm done. I poop like a horse b because I eat like a horse, and cause lots of clogs. I once flushed before finishing because I was worried I'd clog the toilet. It clogged anyway, and I had to get off the commode as the water below me was flooding the floor. I learned not to flush until I can stand up and see what is in the bowl.
Q: Do you usually have to do a lot of pushing, or does your body just poop without much effort?
A: It tends to come out on its own. Sometimes, I'll have to do an initial push to get it going, but if I'm off schedule, it is usually an emergency and comes out on its own.
Q: Have you ever used a Squatty Potty? If so, do you like using it?
(It's basically just a little step that you put your feet on in front of the toilet. It's supposed to stimulate squatting, although as someone who has pooped in the woods a lot, I can tell you that it's not the same thing as actually squatting.)
A: I've never used one.
Q: If you have a significant other, do you feel comfortable pooping if he or she is in the room?
A: I've had girlfriends able to hear me poop from the next room over, and I've had to ask them for toilet paper, but I've never pooped with a significant other in the same room. I don't think I'd get embarrassed in the least.
Q: How comfortable are you pooping in a crowded public restroom?
A: I can poop in any public restroom without shame, as long as the seat of the commode is clean. I've used doorless stalls and open commodes in crowded restrooms without any embarrassment. I still look like a teenager, so I think people are less judgemental about me using such facilities. Crowds also keep perverts in check.
Q: What's the most interesting place you've ever relieved yourself (pee or poop)?
A: I once defecated in a Mens' room at a park that had an open ceiling, with a lone urinal and lone sit-down commode in the room, completely exposed with no partitions of any sort. The Womens' room was adjacent. Sounds from both rooms could be heard from the other due to the open ceiling.
Mina
Dear David P
I was sad to read about teasing of child who did motion at school.
I told this story before, but I tell again, perhaps difficult to find old page. It is story from my time in Wales school when I was teen.
A boy did motions at school. His schoolmates teased, when he came out from loo. He shouted them with big smile, "I have to be excused sometimes!" So they stopped to tease.
Clever words? Everyone have "to be excused sometimes".
I hope this is useful to you or to anybody this site.
Love from Mina + 3 crushes
Skidmarked in Seattle Jenny
Kristi'a survey
1. When you're pooping, do you try to finish as soon as possible, or do you like to take your time? If you take your time, what do you do with that time (read, cell phone, etc.)?
I'm usually a quick pooper especially at work and at the gym. Sometimes I take my time and go on Social media or this site.
2. Do you flush multiple times when pooping, or do you just flush when you're completely done? After big poop I will flush before I wipe . I have clogged toilets without toilet paper so I don't like to take chances
3. Do you usually have to do a lot of pushing, or does your body just poop without much effort? Usually it's pretty quick unless I'm dehydrated . I hate pushing and I'm having a bad day if I do. Only good thing about pushing is that my mess to wipe is minimal
4. Have you ever used a Squatty Potty? If so, do you like using it?
(It's basically just a little step that you put your feet on in front of the toilet. It's supposed to stimulate squatting, although as someone who has pooped in the woods a lot, I can tell you that it's not the same thing as actually squatting.) no but ive suggested this to my more constipated friends.
5. If you have a significant other, do you feel comfortable pooping if he or she is in the room? Husband. Depends on the day. He teases me when I poop because he thinks it's hilarious that a pretty smart woman makes such a mess with her ass ( his words , not mine)
6. How comfortable are you pooping in a crowded public restroom? Better over the years. Used to be shy , now I am not only ok making noise, sometimes I will have an involuntary moan
7. What's the most interesting place you've ever relieved yourself (pee or poop)? Backpacking at mount Rainer. Such a great view and fresh air! I wanted to minimize my pollution so I wiped with leaves
Bianca
Eruption
Hi guys. Today after coming home from the store, I erupted poop into the toilet with noisy gas. It was near liquid, but less chunky than after lunch. When I had to go after lunch, there was a slight pressure upon pushing, and poop chunks mixed with a mucous consistency plopped out of me. Both poops today were extra moist, and required good wiping. As far as blowing up the toilet with my poop productions, poop 2 comes in first place. I guess you could say it was the human equivalent to air putty, because the poop was lightweight, and had a lot of gas, lol! Poop number 1 was lightweight like that stuff too, just way more squishy. I don't know if I'll erupt like that again tomorrow, but I hope I do. If not, I know another one will be around the corner in no time. Bye everyone, hope you enjoy.
Brent C
David P.'s Survey
Here are my responses to David P.'s survey:
1) How often do you poo?
Once every 5-7 days with the help of a laxative, suppository or enema. I shave suffered with chronic constipation since I was a kid.
2) How long (cm/inch) would you say your typical turds were?
It depends on what I take to make it happen. If I manage to get the dose of the laxative just right, the turds can be up to 2 feet long. Sometimes the laxatives give me diarrhea and the poop is just a lot of loose, watery pieces maybe 2-3 inches long. If I use an enema or suppository, the turds are just hard chunks of about an inch and a half diameter.
3) Does your poo typically smell or make loud plops? - (for me I do not tend to smell my poo even when constipated. But maybe that is just it is my own poo.)
My poo smells awful. Like something died inside of me.
4) from being constipated have you noticed any other health issues? - for me I have terrible acid indigestion from a hernia that makes eating or drinking anything so very hard. I am only young and it makes me worried, do you have this or tips to help if you do?
Yes. My constipation has led to bad GERD. I also ended up with an abdominal hernia a few years ago from so much straining to poop.
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 don't like that feeling but it has happened with a large turd. I have to take a break from pushing.
kmd
Responses
Lorenz - I liked your story and I'm pleased you got the job. That was quite a trip you had via public transport.
Deb - I enjoyed reading your story about the two young women. It struck me that the one called Jess either doesn't poop very often then suddenly has to go when she gets the urge or she had eaten something that had disagreed with her. It seems that the other one called Tammy had an upset stomach.
Emma two - I enjoyed your two latest stories especially the one regarding the old derelict house. I had a couple of questions for you about your experience in the old house. Have you considered pooping there again if the need arose eg you were desperate and couldn't make it home? Also, when you pooped in the toilet in the old house was it logs that you passed or was it semi-solid? You must have really needed to go after having not been for six days and so presumably your poo would be quite firm - at least initially? I don't mind if you don't have the time to answer my questions.
Pebbles - I liked reading your latest story. I appreciate the effort you put in when you write them.Lorenz
Public buses and crapping time
I'm looking for part-time work for the rest of the summer. My idea is to save up and then get a car which will give me a lot of flexibility since public transportation has so many problems. The buses are not that reliable and the schedules aren't always convenient with the job interviews my college sets up.
An example was two days ago when I had a 30-minute main route ride through the center of our city. I had to switch buses 3 times to get within 6 blocks of the huge warehouse where I was interviewing. The walk in the industrial park was kind of dangerous because there was no sidewalk and the pavement was very irregular. Kinda like my craps. I started at 6 a.m. with the first bus. I had gotten to the stop about a minute late and it was already two blocks down the street. Using my app I found the next one was 30 minutes away. I saw the light of a diner flashing and I knew it had been 3 days since my last crap. That one hadn't been very complete because it was the 4th of July and with several games and picnics going on. I about halfway unloaded in a 5-minute sit. There 3 open toilets and zero privacy. There must have been 10 guys standing against the wall waiting for one of the 3 of us seated to stand and wipe. Each of the other toilets had turned at least once while I sat so the guilt got the best of me.
So back to present I was opening the door of the diner when I saw the No Public Bathroom sign. I walked a block up the street to a tire store. Bathrooms Are For Customers Only, was what I saw. No way I could get around that. I walked another half block to a rather old gas station. I could start to feel a more immediate need between my legs. I could see a faded Mens room sign on the side of the building. Hopeful, my wrist ran into a lock. I went inside and asked for the key. There was this girl about 3 years younger than me behind the counter. She said it was only her second day and since she hadn't given it out before, she didn't know where it was kept. I asked if I could have the ladies room key and she said she hadn't given that out either. I got more desperate. I asked her how she went to the bathroom. She said staff had a toilet in the back in a room where supplies were kept. After I practically had to beg her, she told me how to go around the displays to get there. But that was only after she told me how filthy it was and how her uncle who owns the place never has cleaned it.
So I got back there. The whole door handle had been removed, with just a hole in place of it. I pulled the light cord down, but it didn't work. With the hole, I had a bit of dim light. I pulled down my underwear and took the seat. Immediately with a 20% or so push I dumped 2 or 3 pieces into the water. My unit was over the front of the seat so I pushed it into the bowl. I knew the main event was about to come out. I gave a 40 to 60% push for a few seconds. I heard a couple of tiny splashes into the water. There were no cars at the pumps and the girl came hurrying back and said she needed to get a fast pee in before she got busy again. I flushed, got up and yielded to her. There was a thud when she hit the seat and a really noisy piss lasted for about a minute. When I saw some headlights pull in I thought I would be nice and tell her. She jumped off the seat and was pulling up her underwear and jeans as she hurried back into the office. I was going to sit for part II but the timer on my phone buzzed and as I was hurrying through the lot, my bus passed without stopping.
I eventually got to my interview. I was late but got the job. At the end of the meeting, I really had an emergency crap coming. She stayed in her office while I hurried down the hallway because I had remembered passing a bathroom door. I put all my hopes into a seat on the toilet within a few seconds. The door was locked and a sensor was flashing showing where an employee swipe card would go. Walking carefully so as not to dump in my pants, I left the building and headed back to the bus stop. Luckily I came up on one of those do it yourself coin laundry places. I was the only person in there and walked fast to the single room, multi-gender bathroom. I made sure I pushed in the lock on the door and when my butt hit the seat, I must have filled the small bowl in 30 seconds or less. I stood and flushed because I knew that if I cleaned myself, there would have been a huge clog. Then I seated myself again, cleaned myself and before I wiped up, I texted Darsolea with the good news. Her class was just starting a lecture and she had taken her shit about a half hour earlier in the student union.
Response to question asked: Is it easy for me to actually poo in public toilets without a privacy door?
It has gotten easier over the past 6 years. My confidence level has increased. Necessity guides me. Many of the people seeking me during my sit I don't know and I will probably never see again. A couple, obviously on the shy side, stutter and stammer a question about am I about done or how long I'm going to be. Darsolea gave me the perfect answer--not a moment longer than necessary. My dad gave me the idea of sitting on the toilet with my clothing as high as possible. Often I'm partially sitting on my underwear as long as my crap doesn't get on the waistband.your namAndrea and Louise
Survey Response to Kirsti
Hi Kirsti, We are two sisters in our twenties who live together and have our own bathrooms. We keep fit and enjoy the outdoors walking and climbing hills. We both model as well so keep fit and slim.Here is our joint response to your survey.
1. We really like to take our time on the loo pooping which we really enjoy, particularly it it is a large wide hard poo which takes ages to do. We often take hours on the loo and get settled and comfortable for a long sit with a good book. We enjoy complete silence, peace,quite and tranquility on the loo and dont like to be disturbed when on the loo.
2.We will both flush several times if it is a large poo and there is more to do.
3. We never push even when it is a large hard to do poo. We enjoy it and really relax and will sit for hours until it gradually comes out slowly which is absolutely maximum enjoyment.
4. We just relax on our wooden loo seats which we find really comfortable and sit right back with our legs under the toilet pan and thighs just touching on the seat it is a fantastic feeling for a long sit letting the poo slowly come.
5. No privacy is very important to us on the loo.So door locked and total relaxation on the loo at home.
6.We only poo at home. We dont like plastic public loo seats and prefer the comfort and enjoyment of wooden loo seats. We dont like to be disturbed when on the loo. Poo time should not be rushed and you cannot relax for a good long comfortable sit in a public toilet.
7. Country House hotel where the toilets were fantastic for a good poo.Thunder
Public Toilets
I am sitting here and the fella in the next cubicle sounds really constipated. There seems to be no male that is not struggling . I am just sitting quietly waiting for the turd to move. I hear the paper going . I did not hear any plops . I have been sitting here for a few minutes and now getting to the grunting stage . It is out! Will sit for a while in case there is more .
Emma two
Constipation relief
I'd been constipated for about four days until this morning. I didn't take any laxatives but I'd been eating lot's fruit and juice yesterday and boy did it cure my constipation. I woke up with a stomach ache and an urgent need to get to the toilet. Sarah was in the shower and I asked her to hurry up as I felt like I was going to have an accident in my knickers. She said the door wasn't locked and I could come in and use the toilet if I was desperate. I felt embarrassed to have a poo in front of her but I was too desperate to wait for her to come out so I went in. I lowered my shorts and knickers together and sat on the toilet and relaxed and I peed a powerful stream for a full minute as I dropped a big hard log into the toilet. It made a load plop as it hit the water and it splashed my bottom. The next one was a bit softer but it was massive and I looked between my legs and saw the end of it was poking about four inches above the water and some of it was in the u bend. I still had to go but I flushed the toilet and I was so glad to see it cleared. Sarah was finishing her shower and she dried herself while I sat down again and I finished my poo with a seven inch log and wiped my bottom and flushed the toilet again. It cleared leaving some large streaks of brown and I cleaned it with the brush and left while Sarah got dressed.
Victoria B.
A few responses
Hey!
Nothing too big today, just saying hello to some old friends!
To Catherine: Welcome to the IBS gusher club! I'm so glad your IBS-D has gone into remission BUT.... there is no cure for IBS, whether it's IBS-D, IBS-C, or IBS-A. It can and will come back once you've been diagnosed. The virus probably did something that affected the bacteria in your stomach and eating foods with a lot of probiotics like yogurt, kimchi, sauerkraut and cottage cheese will help those gut bacteria and prolong the remission.
Another thing to keep in mind is that a body that has IBS can simultaneously have colon cancer, ulcerative colitis or Crohn's disease. ALWAYS check the bowl after a BM and if what you've pooped is unusually dark for you, has blood in it or on the toilet paper when you dry off, you have inexplicable nausea/vomiting and/or lose suspicious amounts of weight.... Call a doctor ASAP because you need to have some tests run. We're fighting this together and you aren't alone!
To Mina: If the four of you do end up going in a bag....Robyn and I would too. We heard about the COVID state of emergency in Tokyo prefecture, please all four of you be careful and stay safe!
To Jenny (Skidmarked in Seattle): Welcome back! Yes, both Robyn and I now have bidets attached to our toilets and they help keep both of our respective undies nice and clean without the risk of serious plumbing mishaps and removing the oils from our respective b-holes from wet wipes. She's like us, also preferring thongs and boyshorts and hating the toilet paper in public bathrooms. We alternate rolls of our preferred kinds (Cottonelle Ultra for me, Quilted Northern for Robyn) at both of our apartments but with bidets that more comes down to both habit and trying to be cheeky (TP has been a source of pranks between us). Glad to see you back and hope you stay well!
Love,
Victoria