Deb
My cousin Emma's Accident
Hello. My name is Deb. It's been a while since my last post and I wanted to share a story of an accident that my cousin Emma has a few weeks ago while we were out shopping.
Emma and her 18 year old daughter Katie came over a couple weekends ago. Both my husband and Emma's husband had to work so Katie stayed with my daughter while Emma and I went out shopping and for lunch.
We went to the big mall at the north end of town and had lunch while we were there. We then went downtown to walk around. I made sure to wear a regular ultra thin pad in my green bikini panties because my period was starting and it was very light. As we were walking around I could feel it getting heavier so I mentioned to Emma that I needed a toilet, so we went to a coffee shop. We ordered our coffees and I asked for the key to the ladies room. When I got to the ladies room I pulled down my pants and panties and sure enough my pad was soaked. I had a small leak but it was o the underside of my bum, so it wasn't that noticeable. I changed into an extra heavy overnight maxi pad by Always.
We decided to go for a walk around Victoria Park which was a few blocks away. We were at the far end of the park when Emma hunched over and said, "I don't think my lunch is sitting too well. I think I'm going to be sick." I said, "Oh no! What do you need? Do you want to sit down?" She said "Sure", so we walked over to a bench and sat for a few minutes. A few minutes later Emma let out a moan and said, "Oh god! I need a toilet." I told her that the closest toilets were back at the coffee shop we were at earlier.
We started walking back and I could tell that Emma was in real trouble. She has to stop a few times and I had a feeling that she wasn't going to make it. We finally got around the block to the coffee shop and Emma went in first. I noticed a we spot between her bum cheeks and it had already spread up the middle part of the back of her pants a bit. I could tell that she has already had a wet diarrhea accident in her pants. She went to the counter to ask for the washroom key, but someone was already in there. I waved back with her to wait. The door finally opened, but I could tell that it was too late. Emma closed the door behind her. She was in there for several minutes and then she texted me. She said, "Deb, I need you. Please help." I went back and gently knocked on the door. She was able to reach the door from the toilet. The first thing I noticed was the smell. It was awful. Emma looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "I didn't make it. I totally pooped my pants." She had her knees together and then opened them up for me to see the damage. It was bad. Really bad. Her pink and while polka dot hipster panties were totally filled from the front all the way to the back and the mess had spread all over her bum. The mess had also leaked out of the leg holes of her panties and into her jeans.
I looked at her and said, "Oh Emm, I'm so sorry." She said, "I don't know what to do. I can't believe this has happened again." I said, "It's okay honey, let's get you back to my place so you can get cleaned up properly." I decided to check my pad before we left, but it was only half full, so I decided not to change it.
As we were walking back to my car, she had to go again. She stopped and totally exploded in her pants. They completely ballooned out behind her. I gave her some shopping bags to sit on in my car. We got back to my place and luckily Katie had brought and extra change of clothes as she was also on her period and wanted something to change into in case she leaked. Emma cleaned up in our shower upstairs and wrapped up her clothes in a plastic shopping bag to take home.
As for myself, my bowels have been pretty good lately, but my periods are still really heavy and I have bled through my pants a few times. Oh well.
That's all for now. Thanks for reading.
Deb.
Eleonora from Italy
Hi, I'm Eleonora, I posted a couple of times some months ago about having weak anus muscles, and having to poop outdoor sometimes when nature calls.
Today I want to share a couple of episodes, similar in the beginning but with very different outcomes. I was in a big park, I have to shit really bad so I headed for the nearest bushes that could hide me. I was pooping without problems, when I heard some voices approaching. I was afraid of being caught, so I quickly pulled up my pants and walked away even though I wasn't finished yet. I head home, but a child behind me yells "hey, when you finish at least clean up!". I turned around and saw that my white pants were all stained with brown, it was really humiliating. Fortunately, I think I managed to get home without anyone who knows me seeing me.
The second episode happened this afternoon. Still in the park, still with the poop pressing to get out immediately, and still behind the bushes. I heard voices, and this time too I was afraid and I stopped, but something moved inside me ... I have an illness, it's not that I enjoy doing it behind the bushes, it's a necessity, and I wasn't doing anything bad or unnatural, why did I have to be ashamed like a criminal? So I took courage and started pooping again without fear, as if I were in the bathroom of my house. A few seconds later a couple of 15-16 year old girls came up to me, they were surprised and embarrassed to see me. The first tells me "sorry, we had to pee and ...", and shortly after the second "sorry can we do it here with you? There are no other hiding places around here and we really have to piss". I was surprised too, but after a second I said "sure!".
They stood next to me, immediately pulling down their pants and starting two very powerful pisses, while I continued to shit, I had already done two big enough turds, and the third was coming out. "you really needed to do it!" I told him seeing the rivers they made. And the one next to me, turning and looking under my ass, replied "you too!".
I farted, and I automatically apologized. "You don't have to apologize, it's like we're in the bathroom, and it's normal to fart in a bathroom." I was so relieved! Since that time I have really pooped like I was in my bathroom.
The other girl was silent but I could see that she was looking at my poop and seemed hesitant about something. Then I heard a fart, and she began to push. Her friend started laughing saying "Sonia? Are you pooping too?". She was all red with shame, and without looking at us she says "I had to poop too, my belly has hurt for an hour, but until today I have never had the courage to shit outdoors. But seeing her who did it ... "
I have been very proud of myself, not only have I found the courage not to run away and not be ashamed, but I have also been an example for that poor teen, who otherwise would have been in pain keeping the poop inside her all the way home for no reason. She made a very big turd, and after she told me she felt so much better and lighter.
Anna From Austria:
True, it is much easier to poop while squatting. When I squat outdoor I feel like I'm completely emptying myself, and while in the bathroom I usually do 1-2 turds, I always do 3 or 4 outdoors. If you can shit without being disturbed it's definitely better than doing it on the toilet.Hi, Kelly here,I decided to do one of these surveys. So I chose this one.
Winnie's Survey:
1. Do you poop in public?
Yes, quite often.
2. Do you cover the seat?
Sometimes, but if im desperate I tend to forego the seat cover and just sit and take my dump.
3. Do you pee in public?
Yes.
4. Do you cover the seat?
Sometimes, most of the time while peeing in public I hover over the seat instead of sitting.
5. What is the longest you've ever been on the toilet?
About an hour, I was having trouble with diarrhea and cramping and all that, and it just kept coming out.
6. Is it OK for someone to see you on the toilet?
Yes, my sisters see me on the toilet all the time.
7. What is your typical style when pooping on the toilet?
In public, panties and pants around my knees and legs together, at home, around my ankles with my legs spread far apart.
First survey done!
-KellyKaycha
I went to an early Hanukkah preparation event at my synagogue. I was tempted to try panties again because I had stayed dry for 4 days in a row but I'm glad I resisted and wore my pullup like I knew i should. I was helping in the kitchen and didn't want to leave right when I felt I needed to pee-pee. I hopped from foot to foot and then squeezed my legs together. I knew I needed to go bad but I just wanted to finish what I was doing. The second the potatoes were peeled, I rushed for the bathroom. Just a little late, I didn't want to wet my pullup even though I was already going pee-pee so I yanked my pants and pullup down. I got some pee on my pants, alot in my pullup, a small puddle on the floor and the last few dribbles in the toilet. I wanted to change my wet diaper but then I realized I'd forgotten to bring a dry one. I pulled my pullup back up and my slightly wet pants, glad they were black so no one was the wiser. Went back to the kitchen to help with the jelly making. We were having fun, chatting and laughing and drinking coke. I barely realized whwn a few hours passed and the coke wanted out. I had drank about 3 cans. The urge to pee-pee hit hard. The pain and pressure in my stomach was so painful it brought tears. I instinctively grabbed between my legs but not before I absolutely flooded my pullup. By the time I was done peeing, the damp bulge between my legs under my leggings was pretty obvious. It screamed "I wear a diaper and I need changing.' I was so self conscious that I excused myself to go home. As I walked to my car, I felt my pullup over top my pants. It was squishy and swollen with pee. I was a little emotional that day anyway so by the time I got home, I was crying. Not just from having an accident but yeah the tears were flowing. I changed and went to bed. ill definitely not forget a spare pullup next time. Lesson learned.
Midwesterner
What is the Loudest Dump You've Ever Heard?
I randomly thought about what I would say is the loudest dump I've ever heard anybody take in my life. Would anybody else be willing to share what the loudest dump they've ever heard was? I will start by sharing my own experience!
I think I have a couple of occurrences that are a tie for the loudest dump. The first occurrence would have been when I was a freshman in high school. I was part of this team that had a regional competition at an area college, so one Saturday, we all took a bus from our school to this college and stayed the entire day, for like 12 hours. Of course, this meant some of us were bound to need to poop. We had this "team room" that we used as sort of a home base, and shortly after lunch, I felt like I had to poop. I found the closest bathroom, went in, chose one of the 5 stalls, and sat on the toilet. My dump was relatively uneventful, but as I was wiping, I heard someone else come in and sit down. I was washing my hands when I heard the absolute loudest farts I had heard in my life, followed by some very audible plops. I remember a couple people looking in the direction of his stall, but nobody said anything. As I left, he farted some more. When I stepped back into the hallway, I could still hear him farting until I got away from the door a bit. I honestly have never heard anybody fart so much or so loud while they pooped in my life.
The second time, I was visiting a major city in my region maybe 6 or 7 years ago. I was at this famous building and felt like I needed to pee. I found a bathroom that had 2 urinals and 1 stall. I was standing at one of the urinals when this guy came in, quickly went into the stall, and as soon as his butt hit the seat, this poor guy absolutely exploded with diarrhea. I felt really bad that he had to do that in public. It sounded like straight water going into the bowl with farts that were almost as loud as the other guy. He moaned in pain as he kept letting out what sounded like liquid fire out of his butt. I've heard people having diarrhea, but this was another level. I finished my piss and decided to leave and give him some privacy.
I look forward to reading everybody else's experiences with loud dumps! I also hope everybody has a great Thanksgiving that yields some great stories for this forum!
Bianca
Diarrhea Again
My poop was runny today. Mom forgot the butt wipes a couple of days ago, but has them now. I decided I didn't need to wipe with one today, because toilet paper was enough. Speaking of butt, my new paper shredder is round at the bottom of the bin just like a perfect butt sitting on the toilet, lol! My last machine broke due to a combination of bad habits, and poor motor. Luckily for me, the diarrhea didn't last long, so my bottom stayed happy at least. The episodes happened in the morning after breakfast. When I heard a video about someone getting shocked by an electric eel, I imagined that if this guy had to pee, the shocks would've literally made him wet himself. The only mention of pee was in a lobster video. My pees for today were average in urgency, and maybe about 6 times so far. All for now, bye.
Sofie
To Megan re. skidmark solution
Hey Megan! I saw your post about your skidmark solution of using a pantyliner to catch the skidmark before it gets on your panties. I actually tried that technique too because I tend to get noticeable skidmarks in my underwears like 6 times a week, and really prominent noticeable ones a couple of times a week. It embarrasses me most at school or at the gym when I have to get changed, and I worry that I might smell or that people can see the stain through the back of my panties.
I wrote about my failed experiment using my regular period pad as a kind of skidmark shield a couple of weeks ago if you search back in the archives. For me it didn't work out so well. I didn't put the pad far back enough in my panties and my skidmark (it was a bad one that day as I had taken a sticky poop at school and rushed my wipe, and then had a couple of gross farts later in the day) ended up half on the pad and half on the back of my panties where the pad didn't cover. Worse still, my boyfriend then saw the dirty panties with the skidmarked pad still in them on the bathroom floor, causing me to nearly die of embarrassment!
I guess for me it just felt too weird having the pad far back enough to prevent the poo stains, especially because having it that far back made it more visible when I wear leggings. I guess I could buy the thinner panty liners just for this purpose but then my mom would get suspicious since I don't normally use them, and when I'm on my period I would need to use a pad AND a pantyliner further back, and it would all just get too complicated! I have tried just shoving some toilet paper in my panties when I pull them up, but that tends not to work well either as it either shifts around or disintegrates and becomes all gross if I end up sweating when I go running or play tennis or volleyball.
That Butterfly product you mentioned sounds interesting, I just looked it up! But they seem like they are meant for people who have actual incontinence or minor leakage, where my problem is mostly just skidmarks or the occasional wet fart stain if I have a bad stomach. And again, I don't want to have to buy something else and then have to explain it to my mom, my friends or (God forbid) my boyfriend.
Megan, if you don't mind me asking, how bad are your skidmarks and are you trying the pantyliner/Butterfly solution because you are nervous about grossing someone else out or just because you want to avoid the skidmarks for yourself? In my case it's mostly just because I live in fear of my boyfriend thinking I smell gross or him seeing my dirty panties (again) and thinking that I'm gross. Even though he already saw one time when I had a really bad skidmark and was super nice and reassuring to me, saying he didn't care and that it's normal. I just feel like there's this pressure to be extra feminine and perfect all the time and that my dirty panties are like this embarrassing secret. But being on this forum has helped me realize it's not as big a deal as I built up in my mind, and that other girls and women have the same problem and just live with it. I think that's where I need to get to - the acceptance phase of dealing with my skidmarks, haha!
Thursday, November 25, 2021
Emma two
Just made it
My last poo was nine days ago and I was walking to the bus stop on my way to work when I started feeling the effects of the laxatives I'd taken the night before. I wasn't too bothered about it because I knew I'd be at work in about an hour. The only problem was I don't really like having a poo at work but there was no way I could hold it until I got home after work so I decided to go as soon as I got to work. Well just my luck the bus was late and by the time it arrived half an hour later I was desperate for a poo and I knew I was going to be late for work so I wouldn't be able to go the toilet straight away as that would be taken too much of a liberty. I got on the bus carefully trying not to have an accident in my knickers and took a seat by the door and sat clenching for the forty five minute journey to work. When I got to my stop I stood up to press the button when I felt my poo trying to come out into my knickers and I had to clench tightly to keep my knickers clean. I slowly got off the bus and walked into work praying I could hold it until I got to the toilets without pooing myself. When I got into the building I realised I was now twenty minutes late and my supervisor was in the corridor and I got in trouble for being late so I decided to try and hold it for a while before I went to the toilet. I walked into the office carefully and sat at my desk and turned my PC on when I felt a cramp in my stomach and I came very close to having an accident in my knickers. I clenched tightly and decided I had no choice but to run to the toilet before I totally pood myself. I stood up and and before I could move my supervisor asked me where I was going and I told her I was going to the toilet. She said I was taking the piss and she said I'd have to wait until my break to go to the toilet. I told her I was desperate and I had to go now but she said I wasn't a baby and she was sure I could wait a couple of hours. I tried to tell her that I was desperate to go but she said if I wanted to keep my job I'd better stop wasting company time and do my job. I sat down again and started working on some invoices but it was a struggle to concentrate while I was trying not to poo myself. I worked, or tried to for about half an hour until I had to go so bad I couldn't hold it any longer and I stood up again and headed off to the toilets not caring what my supervisor said to me. I made it to the toilet just in time and as I was walking in my supervisor came out of a cubicle with a red face and it stank in there. She didn't say a word to me as I entered the farthest cubicle from the door and as I was as I'd closed and locked the door I pulled my leggings and knickers down together and threw myself onto the toilet. The second my bottom touched the toilet seat I started to go and man it felt so good. It came out easily as it was a soft load and it went on for ages so I knew there was a good chance it would block the toilet but I didn't care. All I cared about was the immense feeling of relief I was feeling after holding it for nine days. When I eventually finished I looked in the toilet to see what I'd done and it was so full of poo there was no water left and I wiped myself several times and flushed the toilet. Needless to say it was totally blocked and as the water slowly went down it hadn't taken any of my poo away and only a bit of the toilet paper was gone. I left it like that and walked over to the sinks to wash my hands. Then out of curiosity I looked in the cubicle my supervisor had used and I found a pair of knickers in the bin next to the toilet. The had some diarrhoea in the crotch and now I knew why she didn't say anything to me about using the toilet on company time. I looked in the toilet and there was a lot of diarrhoea spattered around the bowl and some of it was in the seat so she must have been even more desperate than I was which is saying something!Emma two
Accident? In the supermarket
I remember once when I was about 13 I was out shopping with my mum and as we were waiting at the checkout there was an older girl of about 16 waiting in front of me and she was fidgeting around like she needed to go to the toilet really badly. After a couple of minutes I heard a faint hissing sound and I saw a wet patch growing in the back of her jeans and it quickly ran down her legs as the smell of poo filled the air. I saw a lump growing in the back of her jeans and it looked solid which surprised me because I know when I've messed myself it's because I have diarrhoea and I can't get to a toilet. My mum whispered to me, "That looks deliberate" and I have to say I agreed with her.
Winnie
Winnie the Pooh
Hi M thanks, it sounds like you and your wife are awesome people how long you too been married if you don't mind me asking.
Have a story Friday night I went out with some friends pretty warm but pretty cool day, so I wore a hoodie with jeans and my crocs , so we went out for some burgers and milkshakes, enjoying myself, I couldn't help myself I noticed this cute boy stare at me across the way out with his friends also, as time went on my bathroom needs had to be taken care of, so one my friends Tina said she has to go also , we went to the ladies, with three stalls all empty so I took one on the end, my friend Tina said good cause she was glad cause she had to go badly, so I hear pull down her panties and throw herself on the toilet, peeing, I take my time and lower my jeans to my calf's and sit down and start to pee , Tina goes silent and asks me what I think about the cute boys that were across from us, I giggle like not right now, so she laughed, and she said that sorry she bored need someone to talk with, I said oh sorry me being a introvert hurts, I said what you want to talk about , she giggles them boys strain voice, I said okay with my grunt voice she said I didn't know that Doug liked me, I said me ethier , some splash's coming from both of us, we both giggling at that , So I said what do you think about Matt she giggled said if he okay with this multiple splash's I giggle and I splashed two more. So I wipe sitting there hearing Tina doing the same, after washing our hands and rejoined the other girls Michelle and Leigh ,
They asked if we were okay I said yes just nature called out for us , we both giggle and Tina wrapped her legs around mine as Dean and Mike approached our table so I couldn't move, darn booths lol , so I ended up talking with Dean and her and Mike, but let see how things go have a good week and gobble gobble daySheelee
Back to school bathrooms
After three semesters of virtual learning from home my two children are having a difficult time adjusting to the school bathroom routine. Kellen's in 9th grade; Darcee is in 6th. Each is in a new schools due to their academic progression.
Kellen has started at a huge high school. He hates crapping at school, but three or four days a week the need arises at about 10 a.m. Teachers are reluctant to give permission during class because they are saying they are behind on what's being scheduled to be taught. There's only one special-needs cubicle in each bathroom, but there's no privacy doors on any of the other toilets. The guys plop themselves down and hope to get it over quick. Some of the guys waiting, and they are usually older, make immoral gestures and comments to those seated deliberately to harass them. In front of the toilets are wall of urinals. They are built into the floor, have no barriers between them, and the guys immediately behind them can get a good look at the goods of those peeing.
Darcee has moved from a grade school to 6th grade in middle school. Also, a much larger building than grade school. She got accustomed to the comforts of our home bathrooms and to her the large girls rooms are horrendous. Many of the cubicles, if you can call them that have a privacy door but it is totally inadequate. It is no higher than the cubicle side panels that probably are less than 70% of normal size. When she's standing and pulling down her clothing the users on each side can see her. Taller girls even when seated can see, snicker and slander the youngest next to them. Comments about when the bomb is coming, is she sleeping on the toilet, or about what is wrong with her underwear are comments that she takes personally, although I realize they are probably coming from students who are equally or even more immature than she is. Last week she was hassled for leaving a bowl-filler when in reality what she did was get rid of a pee that she had been holding for over an hour. There is no time to flush and sit during the short passing periods. I've told her I will not blame her for any smears in her underwear. That happened recently when she pulled off a handful of toilet paper, accidentally dropped it, and the girl to her left reach down and under to snag it. And that was the end of the roll.
I'm 40 and convinced that regular bathroom use is a necessity. Each day when I'm out calling on clients I use bathrooms ASAP from those near board rooms while at a business to those in gas stations and occasionally easily-accessible stops in parks. Why schools cannot be more aware of a basic human right and need baffles me.
Winnie's Survey:
1. Do you poop in public?
Yes, although not every day.
2. Do you cover the seat?
No. There have been a couple of times at a park that the seat has been stolen and I'm sitting on the rim of the bowl. That worries me because a very young user without proper supervision could fall in.
3. Do you pee in public?
Yes.
4. Do you cover the seat?
No.
5. What is the longest you've ever been on the toilet?
Back in high school I was gone from bio class for about 45 minutes.
The teacher threatened me with a detention if I ever did that again.
6. Is it OK for someone to see you on the toilet?
Yes. My friend Danni and I would go into gas station bathrooms together when we were riding our bikes. Later when I was like 16 I let my boyfriend in once at the park because I was constipated and was waiting for my laxative to kick in. He was very supportive.
7. What is your typical style when pooping on the toilet?
At home my clothing is at floor level. In public places it depends on the amount of privacy I have. Often that means mid-thigh level.Kelly
???? Trouble at School Today
Hi, I'm new to the site, my name is Kelly, I am 16 years old, female, and today I will be telling you about how I had ???? trouble at school today. It started about an hour before lunch, I was sitting at my desk and I get that feeling, that bloated uncomfortable feeling of having to fart, but not being sure if it's just gas or something else. So I thought to myself, "I can hold it till lunch, then I'll go to the bathroom". Not ten minutes later my stomach started cramping, so I shifted on my seat and raised my hand, asking the teacher if I could go to the bathroom. And of course in typical teacher fashion, I get the "no wait till lunch". So I shut up and sat there, shifting in my seat every few minutes, before about 10 minutes before the bell, I felt another cramp, this time I could also feel the pressure in my backside, so I raised my hand again, asking if I could go to the bathroom, this time she said yes, so I got up from my seat and rushed to the girl's bathroom. When I got there I went inside, picked a stall and locked the stall door behind me. I lifted up my skirt, pulled my panties down to my knees and sat on the porcelain seat underneath me. As soon as I sat down, my ass erupted, I let out a torrent of spluttering wet farts and soft diarrhea, I sat there for a while, every time I thought I was finished I would go to wipe and get hit with another wave. After about 15 minutes of sitting on the pot, someone entered the bathroom, it was one of my friends, she slid my bag under the stall door and entered the stall next to mine. She groaned out loud as she let out a hissy pee and a few plops. She then asked me if I was ok, I told her I needed to go home. So after about 20 minutes of sitting, I wiped, pulled my panties up, and went to the office to call home. My mother came and picked me up and I sat at home most of the day. Right now as I'm typing this I'm on the potty, dealing with round two of my upset ????. I hope it goes away soon, it doesn't feel good.
Signing off, KellyMegan
Dealing with skidmarks
So I tend to get skidmarks in my panties about a couple of times a week. Tried extra wiping, tried wet wipes, and lately I've taken to wearing an extra long pantyliner in the seat of my panties. Has anyone else tried this approach to keeping clean? I also discovered a product called "Butterfly." They sort of resemble a pantyliner but are meant to be tucked between your cheeks. Seems a bit awkward, but I think I could deal with it in exchange for clean panties. I ordered a box of them and will be giving them a try once they arrive. Anyone else heard of them and given them a try?
End Stall Em
Bathroom remembrances with mom
There's a major multi-recreational park about halfway between the apartment that Spencer and I share and the regional mall that I work at. Since Spencer's often on the toilet taking his crap in the morning when I wake up and leave to drive to my classes and later the mall, I refuse to lose time by waiting for him. Since his company lays sod for a living, 9 times out of 10 he's able to get his daily crap done at our place before he leaves for the various jobs he has. I don't want to mess with his sit because I know his need is more serious than mine. There are multiple bathrooms on my campus and at the mall, but on some days I stop halfway there at this big park. There is just something refreshing about eliminating my body's waste in an airy location amongst nature. The seat is sometimes a little chilly, but I carry a hoodie in my car for such times.
On this day I had no classes, was not scheduled to work, so about noon I treated mom to a picnic at the park. We had a bucket of chicken, a couple of salads I made, and a cooler with beer. After we unloaded the food, mom said she had to pee and since she's in her 50s, could even have an accident once she downed a beer or two. I didn't want that to happen. So we walked over to the restroom building. Let me tell you, mom's not shy about peeing away from home. There were 3 old-time toilets out in the open, each with the seat down, and one with a fully loaded bowl. That was on one end. I took the one on the other end and mom used the one next to me. While I was fumbling a bit untying my sweats, mom sighed, dropped her jeans and underwear, and carefully centered herself on the toilet. Her wicked stream started immediately and lasted a couple of minutes. She made a joke about doubling up on her morning coffee when she hit 50. I dropped my sweats and black thong to the floor and opened my legs at about a 50 degree angle, usually to aid my crap. I told her my seat seemed a little loose and she started asking me about any constipation I was having, and if I had gotten over some of the compacted stools that I had a hard time passing while in middle school. Going every day immediately when I got the feeling, even at school, helped. Also she bought me some stool softener tablets that I carried in my purse.
I don't remember what I did or said but she directed the conversation back to the late '70s when she was in school. She remembers each morning when she and two friends got off buses from different parts of town and Trio Toileted for the half hour before school started. They went in together, got three adjacent toilets, sit, crapped and often passed a cigarette among themselves. One of the girls, who must have been very bright, had found there was no bathroom supervision before school because almost all the female teachers were scrambling around getting ready for their classes. Mom's friend Dara would buy the smokes that would last a couple of weeks and when mom got paid for babysitting, it would be her turn to buy. Each of them would get 5 or 6 good drags on the cigarette before one of them tossed it between their legs into the bowl. The other friend, Myra, was kind of a klutz and a couple of times abruptly jerked the cigarette with long ashes extending, when she threw it between her legs. She burned a hole in her white undies which mom said she could smell a few minutes later when they worked on a project for 1st hour. Mom said she and Dara were the best at demonstrating smoking etiquette and found it helped them attract attention from some of the boys. One of them my father, although he and mom gave up smoking decades ago. I told my friend Ella about the trio story last week and she said she would have to get her mom drunk in order to learn such information. Well, I guess I'm lucky.
When I told Spencer about the trio, he said at about that same age level many of the guys smoked before school in the bathrooms. He said there was a big song on the charts called "Smoking in the Boys Room" and it helped recruit interest in hanging out in the bathrooms before school. The difference though is that the guys didn't sit on the toilets. They stood near them and when (and it was rare) a teacher walked in, a boy would fist the side panel and they would each drop their smokes into the bowl and instantly flush. He said one math teacher almost caught them and although he could smell the smoke, he couldn't find the evidence to turn them in. The teacher sat right down by them for a shit, and of course, they scattered. Spencer said another teacher was also adept at looking at the guys pockets when he walked by them in the halls. He would take the student cigarettes and smoke them with his colleagues at lunch in the faculty lounge.
Both mom and I agree that bathrooms can enable friends to bond.
Anna From Austria:
Are stalls with broken locks that big of problem where you live? Do you think it is caused by vandalism or just heavy usage? I once held one of my legs up and against the door while I was taking a crap at school because the latch was broken off.
Jasmin K:
I understand what you're saying about the girls sitting on the toilets early in the morning trying to poo. That's my way too. But in he afternoon are there less students sitting down anticipating they can poo?
Kristi:
I think a survey of the number of us who poop in portable potties would be interesting? Do you think people would be honest or not want to admit doing it? Also, some of us were taught by our moms never to use a portable potty.Anna from Austria
@Kristi Your aiport story is interesting. Airplane toilets are horrible indeed to have a bm in so it is just natural that there is that much pooping action at the airport toilets. Another plus is that you probably are never going to meet the people in there again so it might be easier to let loose even for the more poop shy ladies out there.
I am glad for everyone that could avoid the airplane toilets for their BM.
A running gag in my life is that I always not that lucky when I fly. I rarely use a airplane. If I travel within Europe I go by car or by train.
When I take a plan it is for intercontinental flights like my trip to Japan a fear years ago or my trip to the states in 2019. On these long flights I could not avoid having a bm. These dumps were the worst public poop experience I had. The bad of ventliation of these narrow toilets was really bad concerning the smell. I also always had to fear to clog the to toilet which would have been really embarrasing. Never happend though the flush was more powerful then I thought but still.
greetings from Austria
AnnaWinnie
Winnie the Pooh
Thanks for the survey answers Sheelee , I hope Kellen feel better about pooping at school. I know that it's not always easy to do but I found out in middle school that it's very uncomfortable going all day feeling it's there but fear holding back and result being bloated and skid marks and being talked to talk with parents, so embarrassing especially with my dad lecture. Other survey on me .
The foods that make me poop:
Vegetables:especially green ones corn takes time lol,
Meats: ground beef, chicken, turkey , I don't eat pork nasty taste to me
All dairy: lactose intolerant lol but worth it
Eggs : fixed it doesn't matter egg allergic
Nuts : make me gassy and loose stool.
Seafood: clams ,shrimp, fish especially school,
All chocolate:
Well that's it gobble gobble
Tuesday, November 23, 2021
Jennifer
Remote doctor
So Adams problems with the backdoor hasn't resolved themselves. He didn't say anything during the week, but yesterday after he came out of the bathroom I asked how he was and he said it really hurt "back there" and I told him to call the doctor today (they're closed Sundays), which he did and and got a video appointment that he had earlier here. We were both working from home, so I overheard most of what was said. So apparently he goes every day or every other day and has "healthy firm shits", but lately it's been hurting to go for him and last weekend he had blood on the toilet paper after wiping. Also he's had "small mother%¤& that hurt more than you'd think". Not anymore though, so that's good! But it still hurts. He didn't have to go physically to the doctor, but he got prescribed some fiber supplements and "micro enema" that he can use if needed, as he must really avoid pushing and straining as that puts more pressure and prevents healing. The doctor thought the pain also caused him involuntarily to tense up and that can make it more painful to go as well. So nothing bad, as long as he can keep his BMs soft it should heal out pretty quickly! Fingers crossed. :)
David P
Update & Survey Response
Hi David P here again with a quick update and survey response.
Response to Winnie's Survey:
Do you poop in public?
No I have only done it when I've really needed to or been hours away from home. I don't like it as it's embarrassing.
Do you cover the seat?
No never.
Do you pee in public?
Yes when I need to
Do you cover the seat?
No
Are you ok will the someone to see you on the toilet?
No I wouldn't like it never been with someone before, but I hope that I get over it and one day my future wife and I could happily go poo together, not sure why I find that so appealing but I do!
What is your typical style while pooping on the toilet?
I have my trousers down to my ankles and sit on the toilet, put my feet on tip toes mostly. I do sometimes pop a squat on a couple of boxes that can sometimes help.
now onto my update, nothing that much to report but I said I would update you on how my constipation is going when I finally relieved myself. Well actually not long after I wrote my last story on Thursday I needed to take a poo, the urge hit very strong and needed to take care of it so I went and sat on the loo just like how I described above. My first turds were really hard balls and chunks that hurt when I pushed them out, then it was followed by a five or six inch log. It took me about 15 minutes. I'm now only going for a poo twice a week at the moment, I did a really big poo just now (Monday 22 November) and my last one was from the previous Thursday as described above. I went away for the weekend and tried to go in the apartment but nothing, only a couple of really hard balls. But this morning I managed to do a really big load, it started off really hard and it hurt making my eyes water as I scrunched up my face but after that one plooped out, it was followed by about 6 other soft turds one after another. I looked into the bowel and they were all coiled up like a load of snakes. I felt really proud of how much poo I managed to do today! also this morning, my poo really stunk bad and needed to open the window. Recently my turds have been really smelly when normally they don't smell at all. Maybe since I am only going very infrequently that it smells worse.Does anyone have any good constipation stories to share?
Thunder
Winnie's Survey & more on Skid Marks
I wish to reply to Winnie.
I poop in public most days of the week.
I do not cover the seat...the toilet is stainless steel...there are no seat covers and those that use toilet paper are wasteful and selfish. They are wasteful because it involves so much toilet paper and selfish because it reduces stock for others.
The longest I have pooped , being continual pooping as opposed to sitting there meditating would be much more than half an hour. Refer my post on page 2733 "Acquatic Constipation" I wrote in those days as Constiguy, previous to that I was Thunder Down Under, now I am just Thunder.
If am absolutely fine being seen on the toilet so long as I do not know that person...it has happened twice in recent week when the public toilet door lock did not work...I am OK with my partner seeing me but that does not happen very often. A nurse when I was in hospital saw me...no problems....it pleased her as I was able to move my bowels ok. My therapist has seen me a number of times on the toilet but that has not been for a while due to Covid but as the situation is much better now I will go back to her. It is very good when constipated but feel like I can poo....it worries me to strain too much and is much more comfortable and safe to have someone with me when pushing out a stubborn turd.
My style of sitting is rather normal....with my trousers around my ankles . I wipe between my legs because I am unable to reach around the back.
Now to skid marks in women. I think it is no issue because it is natural...it proves you are human...but skid marks a are also a sign of constipation.
Gemma
Big poo relief
It was Sunday morning I was having breakfast while my husband got a bath I was having my cup of tea when I let of some farts which were rather smelly I then felt the need to poo and also wee but my hubby was in the bath the only option I had was the outside toilet which had recently been refurbished I slipped on some shoes by the back door and off I went the toilet is a old fashioned one with period seat and tiled floor when we moved in it wasn't working but decided to keep the old style toilet and added a tiled floor I went in latched the door pulled my pjs and knickers and sat down the pan is high of the ground to a new style one but my feet still could touch the ground It was a really comfy seat which was good as I had been constipated for 3 days so was in no rush to get off the loo I began with a loud wee which hissed loudly the went to a tinkling I began to try push my load out my anus began to stretch and some hard balls plopped loudly in the water then a large log slowly eased its way out I stopped pushing to enjoy the feeling as it came out landing in the pan with and almighty keplonk splashing my fat bum then another one came but a bit easier to pass with a loud plop I started to wee a little as the final pieces dropped plop plop I sighed with relief and began to wipe I look in the toilet and there were 2 eight inch logos and some smaller poos I flushed and it all went down just needed the brush for some marks on the pan I pulled up my knickers and pjs and went in the house feeling a lot better and loving the old toilet nice and comfy and good sound effects especially when you drop and big one I went back in my husband was in kitchen asking where I had been I said that I had needed a poo and you were in Bath he just smiled asked how it was I said that I had a large one and was feeling better after bring bunged up
I hope up like my story if anyone else has one like this then I would love to hear xx
Sheelee
Back to school bathrooms
After three semesters of virtual learning from home my two children are having a difficult time adjusting to the school bathroom routine. Kellen's in 9th grade; Darcee is in 6th. Each is in a new schools due to their academic progression.
Kellen has started at a huge high school. He hates crapping at school, but three or four days a week the need arises at about 10 a.m. Teachers are reluctant to give permission during class because they are saying they are behind on what's being scheduled to be taught. There's only one special-needs cubicle in each bathroom, but there's no privacy doors on any of the other toilets. The guys plop themselves down and hope to get it over quick. Some of the guys waiting, and they are usually older, make immoral gestures and comments to those seated deliberately to harass them. In front of the toilets are wall of urinals. They are built into the floor, have no barriers between them, and the guys immediately behind them can get a good look at the goods of those peeing.
Darcee has moved from a grade school to 6th grade in middle school. Also, a much larger building than grade school. She got accustomed to the comforts of our home bathrooms and to her the large girls rooms are horrendous. Many of the cubicles, if you can call them that have a privacy door but it is totally inadequate. It is no higher than the cubicle side panels that probably are less than 70% of normal size. When she's standing and pulling down her clothing the users on each side can see her. Taller girls even when seated can see, snicker and slander the youngest next to them. Comments about when the bomb is coming, is she sleeping on the toilet, or about what is wrong with her underwear are comments that she takes personally, although I realize they are probably coming from students who are equally or even more immature than she is. Last week she was hassled for leaving a bowl-filler when in reality what she did was get rid of a pee that she had been holding for over an hour. There is no time to flush and sit during the short passing periods. I've told her I will not blame her for any smears in her underwear. That happened recently when she pulled off a handful of toilet paper, accidentally dropped it, and the girl to her left reach down and under to snag it. And that was the end of the roll.
I'm 40 and convinced that regular bathroom use is a necessity. Each day when I'm out calling on clients I use bathrooms ASAP from those near board rooms while at a business to those in gas stations and occasionally easily-accessible stops in parks. Why schools cannot be more aware of a basic human right and need baffles me.
Winnie's Survey:
1. Do you poop in public?
Yes, although not every day.
2. Do you cover the seat?
No. There have been a couple of times at a park that the seat has been stolen and I'm sitting on the rim of the bowl. That worries me because a very young user without proper supervision could fall in.
3. Do you pee in public?
Yes.
4. Do you cover the seat?
No.
5. What is the longest you've ever been on the toilet?
Back in high school I was gone from bio class for about 45 minutes.
The teacher threatened me with a detention if I ever did that again.
6. Is it OK for someone to see you on the toilet?
Yes. My friend Danni and I would go into gas station bathrooms together when we were riding our bikes. Later when I was like 16 I let my boyfriend in once at the park because I was constipated and was waiting for my laxative to kick in. He was very supportive.
7. What is your typical style when pooping on the toilet?
At home my clothing is at floor level. In public places it depends on the amount of privacy I have. Often that means mid-thigh level.
P>Winnie
Winnie the Pooh
Hi M thanks, it sounds like you and your wife are awesome people how long you too been married if you don't mind me asking.
Have a story Friday night I went out with some friends pretty warm but pretty cool day, so I wore a hoodie with jeans and my crocs , so we went out for some burgers and milkshakes, enjoying myself, I couldn't help myself I noticed this cute boy stare at me across the way out with his friends also, as time went on my bathroom needs had to be taken care of, so one my friends Tina said she has to go also , we went to the ladies, with three stalls all empty so I took one on the end, my friend Tina said good cause she was glad cause she had to go badly, so I hear pull down her panties and throw herself on the toilet, peeing, I take my time and lower my jeans to my calf's and sit down and start to pee , Tina goes silent and asks me what I think about the cute boys that were across from us, I giggle like not right now, so she laughed, and she said that sorry she bored need someone to talk with, I said oh sorry me being a introvert hurts, I said what you want to talk about , she giggles them boys strain voice, I said okay with my grunt voice she said I didn't know that Doug liked me, I said me ethier , some splash's coming from both of us, we both giggling at that , So I said what do you think about Matt she giggled said if he okay with this multiple splash's I giggle and I splashed two more. So I wipe sitting there hearing Tina doing the same, after washing our hands and rejoined the other girls Michelle and Leigh ,
They asked if we were okay I said yes just nature called out for us , we both giggle and Tina wrapped her legs around mine as Dean and Mike approached our table so I couldn't move, darn booths lol , so I ended up talking with Dean and her and Mike, but let see how things go have a good week and gobble gobble day
To Kristi
Kristi I saw your post about your poop at the airport that was a good story. I pooped in a porta potty a few weeks ago I hardly ever use porta potties but I really had to go plus the seat was pretty clean the turd came out nice & smooth. Do you poop in porta potties?Anna from Austria
Like M I liked the survey of Winnie and want to answer it for myself
Do you poop in public?
Yes at least 5 days a week or more. I used to be a morning pooper since I was I little girl so having to go while at school, unversity and now work is normal for me. When I am out in the morning on the weekend or my day off it also happens quite often that I need to go.
Do you cover the seat?
No never. Also never thought that I should.
Do you pee in public?
Yes of course
Do you cover the seat?
Nope.
Are you ok will the someone to see you on the toilet?
Not really. But I might not freak out if it is my sigficant other or a female friend. But would not feel comfortable about it at all.
What is your typical style while pooping on the toilet?
I used to pull down my pants and panties down to the ancles at home and at public toilets. The gaps between the toilets here in Austria are really small if there are any at all. So you cannot see what is going on in the neigboring stalls.
But when I came to the US a few years ago I quickly learned that there are different toilets out there than the ones in Austria.
I quickly learned that pulling my pants down to the ancles would lead to some kind of "fashion show" my neigbors could see. So I quickly adjusted and startet to pull down my pants and panties only to knee level anymore. I kept that habbit even when coming back to Austria.
That's it for today
Greetings from Austria
Anna
Midwesterner
Pooping at a Friend's House After Eating and Replies
@Gabby
Another great post as always! Sounds like your friend Nina can destroy about any toilet her butt gets to. I can't say I've ever clogged a commercial toilet, so that must have taken some doing!
@John H
Thank you for the compliments! I will post about how my wife and I got so close with our bathroom habits sometime soon, it will just probably be a very long post that I will need a lot of time to write.
@Jake
You are certainly welcome for the response. I know exactly what you mean about being intrigued by female pooping. I am so lucky that my wife embraces that. I know judging by my posts, it seems like I've had the opportunity to hear or witness female pooping a lot, but it was not always that way. As a young kid, my female babysitter pooped in front of me a lot (see my previous post about her), but other than that, until I started getting more acquainted with the woman who is now my wife, and had events happen that led to a desire to spend more time with family over the past few years, I didn't have a ton of exposure to hearing/ seeing females poop other than a handful of times. To answer your question, I have heard several women poop at my house and other places. I see, hear, and smell my wife poop and am in the bathroom with her almost daily. Her cousin, Maddie (who I wrote about before), is another woman I've heard poop fairly often, and even seen on the toilet a couple times. It's shocking how open she is for being in her early 20's. Some of these women, I know they pooped because of the smell or skidmarks they left behind, which is often subtle, but still enough to know that they did in fact poop. There are some that I guess I don't know for sure if they pooped or not, but I would take my best guess that they did. As far as co-ed dorms go, I can't say I have any experience there at all, considering I never even lived in a dorm, let alone a co-ed dorm. However, I am intrigued by it after reading stories on this site. I think it would be neat to be able to poop in a stall next to a woman doing the same, but I'm sure most people out there don't share my opinion.
Today, I had a friend invite me over to his house for some really great food. Honestly, a lot of his meals are better than anything you would find in any restaurant, so of course I couldn't turn him down! He was processing different meats to make sausage and jerky, so he invited me over to help with that so I could learn a thing or two. We had a late lunch with a scramble that consisted of venison, eggs, and peppers. We both ate a ton, and of course, that leads to poop. After we got done eating, we were putting sausage in casings when he said he needed to go use the bathroom and grab some other stuff for the things he was going to cook up. I assumed he probably had to poop after that big meal we ate and wanted a bit of privacy by using the downstairs bathroom instead of the one right off the kitchen. Judging by the amount of time he was gone, I would say he was pooping.
We kept preparing things to throw in the smoker, and once we got done, we just sat and talked while everything cooked. I had to pee once while we were talking and just went into the bathroom off his kitchen, which was rather uneventful. A bit later, the food in the smoker got done and I got to sample a bunch of it. I began to feel that pressure in my stomach telling me that I would probably need to sit on a toilet in the next little bit. My friend said "I have to use the bathroom, and I need my phone for that." Well that let me know for sure that he was going to take a dump, so as he headed downstairs, I said "great, then I can use this one." I went into the bathroom off the kitchen, and closed the door. The house is an older house, so the bathroom was really small, but it was recently remodeled along with the kitchen, so it looked really inviting. I noticed that the toilet was the same model Kohler elongated toilet that I put in our bathroom at home when I remodeled.
I let my clothing drop down to the floor as I sat my butt on the seat that was already down from when his daughter used it earlier before she left. As usual, I scooted back and aimed my penis into the bowl to let out my pee. Then, I scooted into a comfortable position on the seat and made myself at home. I did notice that the elongated toilet, being in the same place that a smaller round bowl toilet used to be, made it so it was a bit tight with legroom for me, but still tolerable. I just couldn't stretch out as much as at home. Knowing that my friend was also pooping, I held nothing back and let out a fairly loud fart, quickly followed by the crackling of a nice big log coming out of my butt (it felt so good)! It fell into the bowl with a big "floomping" sound. I stayed seated and pushed out another couple pieces that made audible plops into the water. The smell was definitely becoming more apparent as my last piece slowly worked its way out of me. I heard my friend come back up the stairs right as my poop plopped into the bowl, which I'm pretty sure he heard. I didn't really feel too embarrassed by it considering I think we both knew we were taking dumps. I felt empty, so I grabbed some toilet paper and wiped up. I had probably been on the toilet for about 10 minutes, so it definitely smelled. When I got up, I looked into the toilet and saw that I filled the bowl up pretty well. I flushed and it all went down (this model of toilet is one I'm yet to clog), so I washed my hands and went back to the kitchen. My friend didn't say anything about me pooping other than "I think we both needed that!", so I think he just realized that it was a typical product of a big meal!