Mina Kazumi Hisae Maho
Dear Abbie
Thank you for lovely story! Actually we enjoy your story every time, but we never said to you before, we are sorry very much. You seem like you all of you have a big problem with a constipate. But we are happy you are all friends and can look each other warm eyes while one of you making efforts to empty her beautiful bottom.
Do you try sometimes to massage stomach and lower back of your friend who is doing push and grunt? Sometimes it is a help. We often do.
We wish you all a good luck. Love to everyone.
Maho Hisae Kazumi Mina
Skidmarked from Columbia
Anna from Austria I had the SAME experience today🙃💩
Like the title states... I was on my laptop this morning playing videogames and listening to some fitness guy. And I let out a fart butt (pun intended 😶) it was wet😅💩🩳🩲 Glad I was home. So I took a shower and put on clean clothes. This hasn't happened in like a YEAR. So I thought maybe it's similar to "runners' trouts". For people who don't know when you take long walks or run on a daily basis you more likely to be unable to hold your poop.
(Never seen anybody use emojis... Hope this site can handle that type of poop and pee)💩💦Sandrine
Lifting up my niece
I have posted a long ago. My first post is on page 2657 and my last one on page 2825. Today I'm gonna talk about my niece.
A few weeks ago, I was taking a walk in the woods with my 15 year old niece and my mother. My mother said to my niece :
- You don't look well, do you
- I have to go to the bathroom.
- You can go in the forest, said my mother
- I don't know how to squat, my niece answered.And, beside, it's for a number 2
I took a pack of sheets of toilet paper out of my pocket and said "Take this, I always carry some with me. And if you don't know how to squat, I can show you"
My mother said "I'll wait for both of you here". To what my niece responded "You can come with us, Grandma. We're among girls, after all" So all of us three went.
I taught my niece the technique : put your feet a little more appart than your shoulders, take your panties just above your knees and put your buttocks as low as you can. Once in this position, my mother asked her "Do you prefer us to stand or squat near you ?" whitch was a good question : she might feel a little humiliated if we stand dressed while she squats naked of she might feel her intimacy violated if we squat looking at her. She asked us to squat. I didn't want to look but she said "I don't mind if you look at me, Auntie. I said we're among girls".
So I looked at the "show". She went uh, uh, uh and a peeble came out of her, then another, then another, four in total. Then another uh, a big peeble, another, two little peebles shot out together and a big peeble. She moaned again ejected another four big peebles one by one followed by two little ones. Then she made an effort face while, at last, a consistant turd came out of her. It was wide, solid and two big peebles distached from it. It moved slowly. When all of it came out, I realised
it was 20cm long. Then she peed. While peeing, she said "My period has constipated me. I haven't gone for a week". After he pee ended, she pushed another turd. A smooth turd that came out neither quickly nor slowly. It had the same lenght as the previous one. Then she said "There's no more room under me but I still have to go"
My mother answered "Don't create another pile. Just lift up you bottocks a little bit". But I said "There's a better option. Mum, let's lift her up" I told my niece to stand up. She did. I stood up too, went aside her and said to my mother "Help me to take her panties all the way down". My niece had an arm around my neck and the other around my mother's neck. I said to my mother "Lift up her knee while I lift up the other knee". So she was held by us above the ground with her knees as high as her breasts. I told her "Now you can resume". We saw them a smooth turd moving out of her neither quickly nor swowly. 30cm broke off but we could still see the rest hanging out of her. It grew again until another 30cm broke off with, again, a visible part still hanging. My niece released her final 20cm and said "I'm done".
We moved her one meter behind so she could wipe. She dropped the paper on the turds. When she was done wiping and dressed again, all three of us looked at her pile with admiration. My niece "Even after a week, I didn't think I could do so much" I answered : "You evacuate better when you squat that when you sit down". I didn't dare to mention how well I evacuate when my husband lifts me up.
Wednesday, June 29, 2022
Emma two
Desperate in the car
My last poo was four days ago on Tuesday and I went shopping with Sarah on Saturday afternoon. I was busting for a poo when we left the flat but I thought if I really had to go I could always use the customer toilets in the supermarket. Well while we shopped I started getting quite desperate so I told Sarah I was going to the toilet before I pood my knickers. I made it to the toilets but there was a sign reading "OUT OF ORDER. SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE" I thought about going in the disabled toilet but that was out of order as well and so were the men's toilets so I had to hold it until we got home. I found Sarah in the bread isle and told her the toilets were closed and I was about to poo myself. We grabbed a load an took the trolley to the checkout and queued up for about fifteen minutes while I'm bounced around as I tried my best not to poo myself. It took another ten minutes to get through the checkout and then we loaded the car and Sarah started driving home. Then just my luck we hit traffic and Sarah could tell I was in trouble. She said if I was feeling uncomfortable I might as well it in my knickers and I told her I couldn't do that on purpose. Sarah asked me why not? No one would know and I would feel better afterwards. I was tempted but only because I was about to poo myself anyway. We spent twenty minutes without the car turning a wheel and I was fidgeting around so much and I think it was annoying Sarah because she said, "Look for God's sake, just shit yourself already and get it over with!" I was shocked 90 her language and within even thinking about it I relaxed and immediately felt my poo trying to come into my knickers. It didn't get very far while I was sitting down so I lifted my bottom off the car seat and pushed. I did a huge load and it felt so good but it was embarrassing doing that with Sarah sitting right next to me.
When we got home I went straight to the bathroom to clean up leaving Sarah to put the shopping away and when I came out I apologised for pooing myself in her car. She said it was fine and we all have accidents sometimes.
Sarah
story and emma twos survey
I was at a starbucks getting my morning coffee. I decided to make a stop at the bathroom before starting my rides. There was a line of two people at the single occupant bathroom. Was a young man and a middle aged woman. The bathroom opened and a girl came out. The man was in for a minute. The woman was not in long. Another girl was behind me in line when it was my turn I had to take a shit and was ready to start work so did not let her cut. I covered the seat and sat and pissed. I did a small fart and pushed out a smaller log. It was about 4 inches and not very wide no smell and easy clean up. The line was now two people when I left.
1 have you ever been out somewhere where there isn't a toilet around and gone in some bushes?
Yes. This happened during height of corona virus. I was on a road trip with my sister and two friends. We made a stop but I lost my phone and forgot to pee when I was finding it I did find it but was still focused on the phone and forgot to pee. I needed to piss for hours while driving. The urge to piss was becoming unbearable and was getting dangerous to drive. There was no towns for miles. I decided to stop the car and told my sister and friends that it was to look at nature. I snuck away from them and found we were at a national park. I went on what looked like a main path and walked until I saw a bathroom. I saw a small building and ran to it I needed to piss badly. Was a small bathroom building. I tried the door and was locked. I was so desperate I tried men side and was locked. I went back to women side and knocked. No answer. I stepped away from building and saw sign saying was closed for covid-19 safety. I was about to piss myself. I knew I had to piss outside. I went behind the building which was not visible from path there were bushes. I saw lots of toilet paper and tissues on the ground from other women who had to pee there. I never had pissed outside and was scared but had to go. I quickly pulled down my panties and lifted my skirt and squatted. I was to scared to pee. After minute of trying I finally began my piss. I did a very long piss that lasted over a minute. The relief was amazing. I did not have any tissue I left my purse with my sister I had to put my panties up without cleaning. I was scared but it was exciting to go outside. I straightened my skirt out and walked back very relieved. I do not have poop story for outside.
2 have you ever been in your underwear because there was nowhere else to go?
Only when a small child.
3 how old were you?
4 did anyone find out about it?
I never told anyone.
6 were you punished for it?
No but I was scared of getting caught.
7 were you allowed to do it?
I do not think it was allowed.
8 was it an enjoyable experience?
It was scary but I did enjoy it.
9 were you embarrassed?
I am not shy with bathroom habits but this made me embarrassed.
10 did feel relief afterwards?
I was very relieved and it was better than pissing on myself.
Polly pee
Beach sighting
Hello all, I have been a follower of the site for a long time, first time posting.
I frequently go to the beach near me and there aren't any toilets at this beach so often I see various people doing various things. My first stories will be from yesterday.
I was just laying there on the sands when I noticed a mother with her two daughters walk onto the beach. Both girls were clearly needing a wee and this was confirmed when their mother said 'okay okay we're going to pee now'. The youngest, whom was about 8 was in a swimsuit covered by a skirt, the other whom was slightly older maybe about 10 was in SE pink leggings and some white underwear. She hurried the youngest one over to the side wall of the beach. The elder girl followed clearly also needing a wee. The youngest girl flipped her skirt up as her mother went for the swimsuit, unfortunately the kid couldn't hold it anymore and began peeing so her mother just had her squat and pee there. Meanwhile the elder girls crotch was getting wetter, the girl hurriedly pulled her pants and underwear down to her knees and squatted down beside her sister and also let out a powerful stream. They were both there for a good 2 minutes. Once done they got up and the mother kicked some sand over one of the pee spots but not the elders pee spot. They then went on their way. Later on when I was in the water the girls came down to the shore and once again they had to pee. The youngest couldn't hold it once again and peed through her swimsuit into the water and you should of seen the torrent. The elder girl was able to make it to the water fully and pulled her swimsuit to the side to pee. (Personally as a mother I say she should of squatted into the water for privacy)
I have more stories but I'll have to leave it there. Let me know if you want more.
Monday, June 27, 2022
Thunder
David P & Constipation
I note the posts and fewer than 3 BM's a week is medically constipated.
Considerable straining at stool is constipation and abdominal discomfort (bloating, pain etc) which is relieved by a BM is often a sign of constipation.
That is my post, short and sweet.
Miranda
Kennard's constipation
My boyfriend Kennard went on a 3-day trip with me. It was to attend a conference and recommended by my college advisor. It was a little unusual but I had to ask him to stop a 3 rest areas so I could pee. I had been out with some of my college friends the night before. We downed a couple of pitchers of beer, and despite a lot of coffee while I was packing for our trip, I hadn't eaten anything to neutralize it in my system. So in the 180-mile trip I needed 3 pee stops. Kennard's always been kind of afraid of using bathrooms away from home, so three stops for my pees--each one was well over a minute long and almost cost me a couple of wet panties--was a need well beyond what he would allow for himself. Then 10 minutes later I had a full crap coming down the chute. I told him I would need one more stop and decided that I would give him more information than he needed, because he doesn't mean to be but he's so judgmental about using public bathrooms. For example, he didn't crap once during his four years of high school, but that impacted me and him in our extra-curriculars because he would hurry home, crap and come back to school. So at the 4th and special stop as I sat and blasted out my crap, I spread my legs and looked between them for validation, I guess.
I had almost verbally unloaded on Kennard to F*** himself and continue driving then and he would have to clean the front seat off when I was in my meetings. Then I remembered we were taking my car because it was in better shape for a road trip. I just wished him continued happy constipation as I fell asleep.
Sara: welcome to the site. Your ride-share work seems interesting. Like you, I'm not shy about using public restrooms. However, you say you often spread toilet paper over the seats before sitting on them. Who taught you to do that? What is the reason? Do your friends have the same paper lining habit as you? Have you ever had a customer who needed to use the toilet while in your car? If so, how did you handle that?
Rose Y: That's a very good question. I've crapped and peed at the same time at school and elsewhere. It has happened several times. I say efficiency is the answer. It saves time and water.
Allison: your 2-layer solution sounds great!David P
Constipated again
Hi David P here keep the good stories coming people. Really enjoying reading them at the moment. Just a couple of comments before I do a quick update.
Sarah - interesting story about your opposite poos I get that sometimes it is rather strange how that happens isn't it!
Hollyrae - well as I am an adult now in my mid 20s I don't get anyone monitoring my constipation interesting that you describe this. I did get this when I was a child where you got monitored and even parents sitting in the toilet with you as you went, it was embarrassing but I understand what it is like to be 'monitored'.
Now onto my quick update, so I have found myself really constipated again. I have been eating junk at the minute not had much veg at all and mostly chips and chocoate kind of thing so no surprise that I am struggling I guess. So this morning I woke up late again but managed to get time to sit and try, after a while I got a small urge and managed to push out a small poo that made a tiny splosh as it hit the water. I wiped but it was clean as it was so dry and went off to work. I spent my time at work sitting at my desk feeling bloated and bruised in my stomach area everytime I moved it felt really sore. I struggled to get through the day being uncomfortable and also pretty full of wind and being bloated. I got home had dinner and just lay down farting. I thought I better try to go again after dinner so I went into the bathroom sat on the toilet naked, as I waited for the bath to run I just sat there on the loo trying to relax and get a small bit of relief. I sat there for about 5 minutes when I started to feel some poo at my rectum. I was sat with my feet flat on the floor and slightly bent forward. I pushed and very slowly out came a really hard poo, it really hurt when it came out stretching my poor bumhole as it did so. It plopped down, when I looked between my legs it was only a pebble poo and was pretty fat. I then pushed out four other pebbles ober the next 10 minutes that took ages of straining to get out and made equally loud plops and plips as they dropped. I stood up to wipe and noticed there were about 7 pebbles in the toilet, my bum felt really sore and painful which lasted hours after. I wiped but only a slight mark. I then got in the bath, My belly still felt bloated full of poo and I hope I can do a satisfying poo soon. I know I should eat better and drink water to help but eventhough I am badly constipated I just eat chips, chocoate and fried food and drink fizzy drinks, they taste so good to not eat them right now. Wish me luck when I go for a proper poo next time it feels like it will be a fat one and need a lot of straining to pass!Alexis M
Reply to Allison
That definitely sounds insane, but whatever works for you! You do you girl, if you can pull it off then more power to you! How many times have you done this? Have you had an accident yet? I would like to hear the details of a story like that with details such as did you try to find a bathroom, and if so, how close did you get before you lost control? How did you feel in that moment? Did you think anyone around you was aware you had pooped? If so how did you deal with that mentally? Also, if you did make it to a toilet, post that story as well, please. I hope you continue jogging like this and I hope you share lots of stories!
Thunder
Sharing of Knowledge
It was many years ago when I had Parkinsons Disease but since have been dediagnosed and have a different neurological condition.
Anyway back to the story...I was heavily constipated and went to a place that offered services and I told then I had Parkinsons, was constipated and needed a few enemas to clear me out.
I was then approached by a therapist who would assist me and said her partner had Parkinsons and to cut a long story short she gave me three enemas as I sat on the throne expelling my contents we discussed and swapped stories regarding Parkinsons. It was "different" because I was pushing out hard lumps and grunting so my discussions were not free flowing. In fact I did by far the loudest fart I have ever done...it was a short one but a loud one.
On conclusion the therapist was very appreciative because whilst her partner had Parkinsons she did not know a lot about it and as a result of my enema visit she learnt more and I directed her to literature and a Parkinsons Association.
But for the need of a good poo the therapist would have been "in the dark" on the subject fro a while longer.Anna from Austria
@Emine Nice story. Thanks for sharing it.
And here is another story from me.
It is not unsual for me that I need to fart like a storm when I need to poop but until now I was always able to hold these pre poop farts back until sitting on the toilet.
Last monday though I was not able to hold these farts back. I was attending a work related event celebration. Maybe the food and/or the of wine I had messed a bit with my system.
I felt a certain preasure on my backdoor and headed to the toilet. Like at every big event there was a big line in the ladies room. The line lifted rather fast because most the ladies were just here for pee but it was not fast enough. I was almost there (was the first person standing in front of the stall) I could not give in to the preasure and I farted rather loud. it took another minute before the other lady came out of my stall and I could get in.
Luckily nobody said anything but I am sure everybody was looking at me at the moment.
The poo itself was one of my mudlside like poos with plenty of farts. Nothing out of the ordinary.
It was really embarrasing but could have been worth. There was not a single person from my company in the rest room at the time. Just ladies from other firms I will probably never see again.
Is there another lady that has experiencend something similar ?
greetings from Austria
AnnaAudrey
Rose Y: it's great that you're back, I remember reading one of your stories about making snow urinals and a snow toilet, and about pissing and pooing off a bridge. Can you write more about those, and perhaps give some instructions about making snow urinals and toilets?
Thanks!
Hollyrae
1. Does anyone monitor your constipation? How many days are you allowed before a laxative is given?
No, only I do. In the past, I had to do one every day, but now that I'm more independent, I do holds for up to five.
2. While the laxative is given time to work, do you or does anyone else restrict your activities?
Nope.
3. What restrictions are given? Are you lectured to or blamed?
I used to be, and back then I was allowed to use a bucket or training potty in my room. I could also play outside, but only in a skirt so that I could just squat.
4. What other things have been done to get your bowels moving? Describe them and how they work?
More fiber, running, and enemas
5. Has a suppository or enema ever been suggested or inserted? How does/did it work?
Yes, I take one whenever I get the chance, they create a marvelous assplosion!
Emma two:
1 have you ever been out somewhere where there isn't a toilet around and gone in some bushes?
Yes, all the time.
2 have you ever been in your underwear because there was nowhere else to go?
Yes, all the time
3 how old were you?
All ages
4 did anyone find out about it?
Yes, my friends and occasionally some family
6 were you punished for it?
No, but I was once spanked.
7 were you allowed to do it?
Yes, at times encouraged, but I prefer not to ask permission
8 was it an enjoyable experience?
My favorite!
9 were you embarrassed?
No
10 did feel relief afterwards
Absolutely!
Allison: great running ideaBrentC
Hollyrae's survery
I want to respond to Hollyrae's survery:
1. Does anyone monitor your constipation? How many days are you allowed before a laxative is given?
When I was a kid, my parents monitored my constipation. I was usually allowed to go 3 or 4 days without a movement before a laxative was given. My parents would know it was time when I got a constipation-induced stomach ache. Now, I monitor my own constipation. I typically let it go four to seven days without pooping before intervening. I know that is way too long but I have a busy life and I don't have time to sit at home while waiting for the laxative to start working and to run its course.
2. While the laxative is given time to work, do you or does anyone else restrict your activities? When I was a kid, the laxative was given either when I got home from school or right before bedtime. I was confined to the house and usually to bed until it kicked in. Now, I self-restrict. I take the laxatives (Dulcolax) at bedtime and then stay home the next day. They usually kick in around 10 or 11 am. I stay home all day, or at least until I feel like the worst of the effects are over.
3. What restrictions are given? Are you lectured to or blamed? See 2. My parents lectured and blamed me a lot for my constipation. I was told that I ignored the urge to poop, that I held in my poop, that I did not eat enough vegetables or drink enough water. As an adult, I understand that my colon is just abnormally slow. That condition is not my fault.
4. What other things have been done to get your bowels moving? Describe them and how they work? Over the years, I have been put on programs that involved more water, more fiber and more exercise. None of this worked.
5. Has a suppository or enema ever been suggested or inserted? How does/did it work? Yes. I was occasionally given glycerin suppositories and Fleet enemas as a kid - usually when a laxative did not work promptly. Those worked a bit but were obviously invasive. They certainly don't empty you out completely. When I was in college and living in a dorm, a friend suggested that I try a Dulcolax bisacodyl suppository. I inserted that myself while in my dorm room. It actually worked quite well and that became my go-to solution to constipation. I still use them today when an oral laxative is not convenient. I have also had large volume tap water enemas administered to me. Those consisted of about 1.5 liters of warm water administered with an enema bag. They are a bit of an ordeal but they have always cleaned me out completely.Sarah
story and emma twos survey
I was at a starbucks getting my morning coffee. I decided to make a stop at the bathroom before starting my rides. There was a line of two people at the single occupant bathroom. Was a young man and a middle aged woman. The bathroom opened and a girl came out. The man was in for a minute. The woman was not in long. Another girl was behind me in line when it was my turn I had to take a shit and was ready to start work so did not let her cut. I covered the seat and sat and pissed. I did a small fart and pushed out a smaller log. It was about 4 inches and not very wide no smell and easy clean up. The line was now two people when I left.
1 have you ever been out somewhere where there isn't a toilet around and gone in some bushes?
Yes. This happened during height of corona virus. I was on a road trip with my sister and two friends. We made a stop but I lost my phone and forgot to pee when I was finding it I did find it but was still focused on the phone and forgot to pee. I needed to piss for hours while driving. The urge to piss was becoming unbearable and was getting dangerous to drive. There was no towns for miles. I decided to stop the car and told my sister and friends that it was to look at nature. I snuck away from them and found we were at a national park. I went on what looked like a main path and walked until I saw a bathroom. I saw a small building and ran to it I needed to piss badly. Was a small bathroom building. I tried the door and was locked. I was so desperate I tried men side and was locked. I went back to women side and knocked. No answer. I stepped away from building and saw sign saying was closed for covid-19 safety. I was about to piss myself. I knew I had to piss outside. I went behind the building which was not visible from path there were bushes. I saw lots of toilet paper and tissues on the ground from other women who had to pee there. I never had pissed outside and was scared but had to go. I quickly pulled down my panties and lifted my skirt and squatted. I was to scared to pee. After minute of trying I finally began my piss. I did a very long piss that lasted over a minute. The relief was amazing. I did not have any tissue I left my purse with my sister I had to put my panties up without cleaning. I was scared but it was exciting to go outside. I straightened my skirt out and walked back very relieved. I do not have poop story for outside.
2 have you ever been in your underwear because there was nowhere else to go?
Only when a small child.
3 how old were you?
4 did anyone find out about it?
I never told anyone.
6 were you punished for it?
No but I was scared of getting caught.
7 were you allowed to do it?
I do not think it was allowed.
8 was it an enjoyable experience?
It was scary but I did enjoy it.
9 were you embarrassed?
I am not shy with bathroom habits but this made me embarrassed.
10 did feel relief afterwards?
I was very relieved and it was better than pissing on myself.
not so skidmarked in seattle
Hi Jenny!
I also live in Seattle. anonymous wave. May I pass you and still not know you have skidmarks!
I do not get skidmarks that often. I wear dark boxers, though I suspect if I wore tighty whities I think I probably would have them a couple times a week, if not everyday. I do notice when I poop at work or the gym, sometimes I don't feel too clean as the 1ply cannot possibly clean my hairy crack.
My girl friend, does not have a hairy crack, does not poop that much at the gym or work, mostly at home. She gets skidamrks all the time as well. You can say she is "Also skidmarked in Seattle" I also tease her in a fun way sometimes, but I am not bothered by her skidmarks. I think she is beautiful from head to toe and I don't care if her pooper is dirty. I think its actually kind of hot that this athletic, educated lawyer has a dirty secret when she is killing it in the court room or making heads turn when she dresses hot on night out. She doesn't seem to mind either! She figures she poops, of course her thong might be dirty. She has told me any guy who as a problem with it and actual gets to see her bare butt can kiss her dirty butt!!!
I did noticed she is a standing wiper. Aside from her wearing 90% thongs, you do raise a point why this beautiful clean looking an smelling woman has a dirtier ass than my hairy poop 2 times a day wiping with basically notebook paper mostly see our survey bellow
Jenny's Unscientific survey
Unskidmarked in Seattle
1)What is your (born )sex Born male, He/Him
2)what kind of underwear to you wear? Boxers
3)How often do you wear light colored or white underwear? I have two light blue boxer brief's, otherwise all dark colored
3)Do you Wipe Standing or sitting? sitting
4)How many days a week do you notice you get skidmarks in your underwear?never
Also skidmarked in Seattle
Unscientific survey
1)What is your (born )sex Female
2)what kind of underwear to you wear? Thongs, occasionally lace panties or boy shorts
3)How often do you wear light colored or white underwear? more than half the time
3)Do you Wipe Standing or sitting? standing
4)How many days a week do you notice you get skidmarks in your underwear?-never
I do notice my girl friends lace patnies and boy shorts, actually get dirtier than her thongs, probably because have more cloth to ride up. I think she looks really good in any underwear, but she prefer thongs for comfort and she are not as skidded as her full cuts. Also if she does wipe with a dress, I think her skids are worse as she may struggle wiping standing up and keeping her dress up
4)How many days a week do you notice you get skidmarks in your underwear?
Unless shes's wearing black underwear most days
Saturday, June 25, 2022
Sarah
Opposites
Hello I am Sarah. I am new to this website! I have always had an interest in the bathroom but it is to taboo to talk about. I work as a driver for one of the ride share companies. Sometimes I deliver food but I often take riders I like talking to people. I am not poo or pee shy and often use public restrooms while I am on the road. My trips to the bathroom for past few dumps have been polar opposites sometimes it is constipation sometimes diarrhea.
Poop 1
I had been constipated for a few days. I try to not take laxatives. While constipated I stopped at an indian restaurant for dinner. The food was very spicy and did not agree with me. The next morning I finally felt an urge to take a shit. I dropped off my ride and stopped at a Target. I knew I might take awhile so I decided to use the single occupant bathroom. Someone was in there so I waited. After one or two minutes a woman left the bathroom and I entered. There was no smell of poo in the air but she left some toilet paper on the seat. I brushed it in and flushed covered it with new paper and sat. I began to push and let out some very pungent farts. I relaxed and could feel my shit begin to move. I began to push and a large shit began to crown. The relief of finally getting this monster out was amazing. I kept pushing and could feel it stretch me good. Despite it being a big constipation poop it came out somewhat easily. I sighed when it was over and took a long piss. I looked and my shit was very wide and about 7 or 8 inches long. The shit was very dark and looked like was something on the surface. It came out of the water and really smelled. I wiped and my butt was very messy. The hard shit had a softer outside that spread on my ass. It took many wipes. After the wiping and shitting I had ruined the toilet. I washed my hands and left it clogged. Pooping session with wiping was about 15 minutes. Was type 2 on bristol stool chart.
Poop 2
This happened the same day maybe four hours later. I suddenly needed to shit very badly I was suddenly going to shit myself. I was on my way to pick up a ride but I had to cancel. I saw a McDonalds and quickly drove to it. I rushed in without purchasing anything. The bathroom had two stalls and one handicapped. Someone was in the end handicapped stall but I did not see a wheelchair so I think they wanted privacy and room. I was about to shit myself and took the closest stall the first one. I quickly sat down and did not put paper on the seat. I instantly exploded diarrhea into the toilet. It smelled horrible but was worse thing happening my asshole was on fire. The spicy food I ate was burning my sore butt from the giant shit I had taken hours earlier. It was most painful shit I had. I had to wipe my ass right away to get the burning shit off. I was not done tho and kept having more burning diarrhea. I would wipe then immediately shit more flaming lava. It burned my anus. I began having lots of wet gas to. It eventually ended. My asshole hurt worse than it has ever felt. I thought I was done but felt more. I squirted out pure oil that burned even more than the shit. I was in lots of pain and was done. I finished wiping my very sore behind. The other woman had left but I do not know when I was in to much pain to notice. I used almost all paper that was in stall. I flushed and it choked on the paper but went down with some skids. Pooping session was about 15 minutes. Was a mix of types 7 6 5 on bristol. I decided to go home rest of day. I forgot to piss when I had diarrhea and pissed when I got home.
Poop 3
Stopped at a restaurant to get lunch. I had to take a shit after my meal. They had a small unisex single person bathroom. Took a normal shit there with not much clean up. About 5 minutes in the bathroom. Type 4.
Poop 4
Was very constipated again. I stayed away from spicy food. I began to finally feel an urge to shit. I knew I had to do this shit as it had been a week. I stopped at a fast food place and went inside. They had a small bathroom with only two stalls one the handicapped stall. I took the first stall and let out a lot of smelly gas. I was having trouble getting the shit started. A girl came into the bathroom she was on the phone but hung up when she came in. She took stall next to me and I saw pink athletic shoes go past my stall. She did not paper the seat and sat down. She pissed like a horse. It made me notice I forgot to piss too so I pissed while waiting my shit to start. She stayed seated after her noisy piss. After about a minute of silence I heard her begin to crackle a shit out. It sounded soft and long the sound lasted awhile. She sighed when it fell into the bowl and did one short fart. She began to wipe. My own shit was starting to move now. I began pushing and grunting as it started. Another girl entered the bathroom. The first girl was flushing now and the other girl replaced her. First girl washing hands and second girl covering seat. My phone made a sound. I realized I forgot to turn off the app and had gotten a ride request. It was a big ride I accepted it and needed to quickly shit. It was just me and new girl now she was peeing softly. I began to push as hard as I could but it was stuck. I kept pushing and grunting loudly. The other girl stopped peeing and was listening me shit. Looks like other ladies like pooping to! Finally my shit was budging. I forcefully pushed out a massive rock hard shit. I did not feel done. I pushed out two more softer logs that were easier to pass. I was sweating now. I looked and I destroyed the toilet again. There was a very wide thick log that was type 2 and about 5 inches long. On both sides was my other logs. They were between types 3 and 4 and also about 5 inches each. I wiped and quickly washed up and left for my ride. I forgot to time it but when I forced it was about 1 minute of forced shitting.
Poop 5
More diarrhea at a starbucks this time. I took the single occupant bathroom and blasted out some diarrhea. It was not that loud thankfully. My butt burned but not like before. I felt like I was done after a few waves and began to get up. I felt need to do more and sat back down. Moment I sat liquid poo came out on its own. I was surprised how easy it came out. Happy it was in the toilet! When I was almost done I had some liquid sharts. I wiped up and washed my hands. Was types 7 6 5 and was about 12 minutes. There was a line when I left and I felt guilty for stinking it up for everyone.
Poop 6
Normal poo done at a gas station single person bathroom. Came out very easily and little wiping. About 4 minutes in the bathroom. No smell.Rose Y
Writing this live from the toilet!
A very soft movement, a little piece slid right out when I sat down, followed by a long loose log.
I was chatting with a friend recently and they mentioned that they often take their leftover cereal or oatmeal and empty it into the toilet. They said that sometimes they need to pee while they're doing it, so they just sit down and pee on their breakfast remains before flushing it all away. I'm curious about people's feelings on this - is it weird or gross to you, or an efficient use of the bathroom?
I'm feeling done with my poop now, wiping up. It looks very reddish orange, and folds over itself a bit in the bowl.
Ok, bye-bye time for this load! I'm flushing it, and - whoosh! Down it goes!Let's say Brian
Sebastian - Am I the only one
No, I do it all the time.
Not so much about their poop but how they looking sitting there. How far they pull down their pants ad spread their legs. How they would react to being seen like that.David P
Reply to Abbie and quick update
To Abbie: great to see you posting again, hopefully you will post more frequently now. Happy you enjoyed my story and I enjoyed your recent one too. Sorry to hear you are struggling to poo still but glad you got some relief woth your friends. I have been constipated as well lately, when I went to the doctor they said you are only constipated if you poo less than three times a week but I find when I go three times a week it is still hard work! But I am not technically constipated??? I posted some stories over the last few weeks if you want to have a read!
Just a quick update while I have a spare moment. The story I posted a few days back never got posted for some reason, can't remember what I said now but the gist of it was I managed to do another big poo at work the other day. Also I did another poo at work yesterday! I am turning into a real work pooer now it seems. Maybe going for a poo in public wasn't as bad as I thought for so many years after all, in fact I kind of like it getting paid to poo. When I went yesterday the logs were hard as I am constipated again and made loud plops as they hit the water but luckily I was alone in there. When I got home from work today I finally managed to have a satisfying poo, I didn't feel like I needed one but I thought I would sit and try and managed to do three big turds that made really loud ploop snd splosh sounds.
All for now
David P
Skidmarked from Columbia
Response to Emma's survey
1 have you ever been out somewhere where there isn't a toilet around and gone in some bushes?
Yeah once I remember it was night and I just got home my parents used both bathrooms and I REALLY had to go so I went outside in the bush... It was evening so nobody probably noticed.
2 have you ever been in your underwear because there was nowhere else to go?
Yeah haha hasn't everyone? I mean underwear is kinda a protection for adults who graduated potty training butt just in case they make a "mistake" it protects you ;) Anyways I was maybe 10 going to grandma's house. Dad wouldn't stop for bathroom and I pooped myself!
3 how old were you?
Was 10 in the story.
4 did anyone find out about it?
Maybe my grandma but I knew it wasn't just me, I realized after a few days my cousin (girl) and my grandma got skidmarks too...
6 were you punished for it?
No
7 were you allowed to do it?
Yes I guess but only because I couldn't hold it.
8 was it an enjoyable experience?
Yeah... It was an accident but it felt good.
9 were you embarrassed?
No, (Back then I believed everyone got skidmarks or pee stains or maybe pooped themselves at least a little every once in a while at least)
10 did feel relief afterwards?
Yes... And no because I didn't need to hold it in anymore butt (pun intended) but I felt self conscious going through the gas station bathroom to clean up.
1 question survey
When you flatulent you know fart... Do you go to the bathroom to you know wipe your butt?Hollyrae
Should laxatives mean grounding?
Now that we are on summer vacation, I'm spending lots of time at this big park like 5 blocks from my house. Me and my friends meet and hang out there. If we go over to our houses sometimes our parents hassle us about doing chores, riding our bikes down to the drug store to pick up grandpa's prescription, or about cutting grass and stuff like that.
So the other day me and Shannon were waiting for Missy. At the park we were just riding around on our bikes. Missy was like a half hour late so I texted her. She said her mom had given her a laxative before bed and she was grounded until it worked. She was really bummed by this. Her mom's a little older than ours and a lot more strict with her. I had already taken my morning shit at the park. Shannon had already peed once, although she complained about all the flies around while she was on the toilet. The only thing that scares me when I'm sitting and shitting is looking between my legs and seeing big black bugs running around. One was on my left foot (I'm often barefoot) and in using my other foot to kick it off, I almost fell off the toilet with my slow-moving log slowly pushing itself out.
Missy finally got there. She was about an hour and a half late. She said she was sorry and described a really big monster shit that she said she was still sore from. She's upset by her mom's rules, but she can't seem to win any of the arguments. Her mom just feels most shitting should be done at home.
A short survey of questions:
1. Does anyone monitor your constipation? How many days are you allowed before a laxative is given?
2. While the laxative is given time to work, do you or does anyone else restrict your activities?
3. What restrictions are given? Are you lectured to or blamed?
4. What other things have been done to get your bowels moving? Describe them and how they work?
5. Has a suppository or enema ever been suggested or inserted? How does/did it work?
My answers:
1. I'm allowed to use laxatives from a jar mom keeps in the medicine cabinet. I might need to take one or two each month or so.
2. I've had no restrictions. A couple of times when traveling on the Interstate, I've had to make a ASAP request for my dad to exit at the next rest area. Once last year me and mom took our shits next to one another at one rest stop. There was this obnoxious boy about 5 who invaded our privacy big time.
3. I'm not lectured to or blamed. Telling me to try and go before we leave the motel doesn't mean anything because it doesn't come that way. Telling me to shit or try to shit just doesn't work. It just makes me more resentful. When the time comes, the shit will come, I guess.
4. At about age 9 I started to drink a lot more liquids each day and that has helped with my shits. When we're traveling though, that means more rest stops for a piss. Sometimes once an hour which is something my dad hates.
5. How does a suppository or enema work? My grandparents who live with us got enemas pretty regularly when they were my age (junior high), but now grandpa chugs down prune juice right from the bottle, which is something grandma hates. He says why dirty up extra glasses. He's been using it regularly since returning from Vietnam. The problem is that it is hard to get in the stores.Mina Hisae
Very Interesting Survey!
Thank you Emma Two for interesting survey and lovely story. We hope you don't mind that we answer (we notice that when you post, you never mention us).
1: Yes, Hisae and Mina have gone in some bushes. We also did buddy dump in nature all together once, but that was with a plan. This time we don't answer for that one.
2: In our underwear? Never.
3. What age? Hisae was 20s, Mina was teen.
4: Did anyone find out? Maybe no, but Hisae did her motion in front of 3 crushes, and Mina did in front of school friend. Crushes and school friend said nothing to other people (crushes certainly, school friend perhaps).
6: Were we punished? No. Is there question 5?
7: Were we allowed? We didn't ask for a permission.
8: Enjoyable experience? Yes and no. Mina felt sorry for school friend, she have to see huge volume of mushy come out from Mina's bottom high speed. (It was same size with motion of cow.) But she looked at Mina warm eyes and said sweet words. Hisae didn't enjoy at beginning because bad stomachache, but after she start to doing, she felt warm, because so much love in eyes and attitude of crushes.
9: Embarrassed? Mina: a bit at first, but after she doing, no more embarrassed. Hisae: No.
10: Feel relief? Mina and Hisae: Very relief! But Hisae did another huge motion in public loo few hours later.
Your story we felt empathy very much. We have similar experience, minus motion in underwear. Mina has half day off today because go to doctor, and Hisae too because she go with Mina. (Mina is OK. Just check, because she still sometimes faint.)
Love to everyone.
Hisae and Mina (+2)Allison
Reluctant Runner
Throughout my life I've either loved or hated running. Recently I've started enjoying it again and have started making a little nightly run a part of my routine. I've lost 8 lbs so far in 2 months!
However, there's the one side effect of running that I don't enjoy, and that is when it kick starts my bowels and ups the stakes on my relaxing run.
The fear of urgency and being caught short was starting to become an excuses for me not to go for a run. Especially if I didn't poop earlier that day.
So, tonight I decided to add an extra layer of protection to my jogging pants. Well, 2 layers to be specific. I wore two tena silhouette diapers under my pants.(the logic being if I had an accident I could just take it off and throw it in a garbage can and still have some protection so my pants wouldn't get destroyed).
At first I was worried it would be noticeable to others that I was wearing a diaper. But, after checking out my butt in the mirror a few times I realized the relatively loose fitting jogging pants did a great job of hiding it.
My other worry was that it would chafe and rub and generally be uncomfortable. I'll be honest, it felt a little weird at first, but within the first mile I didn't even notice it anymore.
Anyway, I had a much more enjoyable run knowing that I had that extra level of protection should things go wrong.
Am I completely insane with my new running attire? Or are there others out there who do this?
Allison
Skidmarked from Columbia
Response to JW's survey
1. Who was responsible for you potty training? (Father / Mother / Other)
If "Other" specify
My Answer: I don't remember... I guess I just did what everyone else did that seemed to work was poop and pee in toilet or if there's urnal pee in that if I don't need to poop.
2. What were you potty trained on? (Regular Toilet / Small Potty
Chair)
My Answer: When I was a kid honestly other than knowing I wiped after poop I just checked my underwear at the end of the day to know how well I did. (sometimes I rushed during school)
3. What toilet habits were instilled in you while potty training?
My Answer: Again even if you'r an adult... "check your underwear at the end of each day". When you shower make sure to lather and soap and rince your butt. When doing laundry don't judge other people's "mistakes" unless it's really bad and they seem unaware.
Hayley
Huge Dump
Hi all, I'm back again with another story I think others hear would enjoy. Before I get into it, just wanted to say thanks to all who answered my questions! I enjoyed reading everyone's responses.
Onto the story…
Last Monday I had a meeting at client's office across town. It was a long meeting and not long after it began I felt the familiar feeling of needing to go. I hadn't gone since work on Friday, so it was a day longer than I typically go without going. Given that, I was sure this was gonna be a big one. I was able to hold it until we had a 15 minute intermission in the meeting. I calmly but quickly made my way to the women's restroom along with two other women from the same meeting. Luckily, the bathroom was empty and had exactly three stalls, so none of us had to wait. I got into the stall and unbuttoned my slacks and took a seat to begin my dump. The other two women were only peeing and both were gone rather quickly, leaving me in peace while I pushed out my turd. I could tell right away how big it felt, and savored the feeling as I slowly but surely pushed it out. As it was coming to an end, I felt a bit of resistance and realized that my turd had already reached the bowl. I had to stand up into a bit of a squat to make room for the rest to come out. It finally ended and after a very brief moment of silence I heard a soft think as the end landed down into the toilet. I'm lucky the bathroom was empty because when I turned around I let out an audible wow. It was pretty much the full length of the bowl. In fact, I was lucky it wasn't any longer because had it been, the end would have landed on the rim of the toilet. I wiped just once, which is always a great feeling, and tossed the paper into the bowl. There was no chance this thing was flushing, so I just left it and made a quick getaway before getting caught. I made it back to the meeting just as it was restarting, hopefully without showing any signs of what had just transpired in the women's restroom.
After the meeting about an hour later, I wanted to freshen up in the restroom on my way out. When I walked in, there was already an out or order sign taped to the door of the stall I used. The bathroom was empty again and I'll admit curiosity got the better of me and I decided to take a final look. I pushed open the stall door. Rather than my log though, the bowl was filled with brown water and big chunks of what was once my single massive turd. Evidently someone had tried to flush it down and clogged it. I gave it one more flush as a courtesy, but it didn't help at all. I watched as three or four chunks of the original logs swirled around the hole (hidden from sight by the deep brown pool of water) but did not drain, undoubtedly because the hole was clogged by yet another piece of my log. Having satisfied myself that there was nothing more I could do, I took one final look before heading back to wash my hands again. As if I hadn't had enough luck already, it turns out I just avoided disaster: As I was drying my hands, a maintenance person was just walking in, equipped with a plunger, a snake, and some other tool I didn't recognize. We smiled at eachother as we passed, unbeknownst to her of course that it was I who was responsible for the toilet she was about to unclog. As I said, there wasn't anything I could do, but it does always feel a bit unfair that someone like her who is probably paid close to minimum wage has to deal with people like myself who can just crap and leave it for others to deal with. At the same time, on my way out, I couldn't help but feel a tiny sense of pride for what I'd just done.
Thursday, June 23, 2022
Simon
Emma Two's survey
1 have you ever been out somewhere where there isn't a toilet around and gone in some bushes?
Peeing? Regularly when out playing as a child and still do.
Pooping? As a teenager I used to do this a lot. I actually enjoyed it, maybe the squat position helped things move and also resulted in a cleaner exit, so to speak.
I used to change the toilet roll at home when it was down to about 1/4, then squash it flat and store it in a plastic bag under my bike seat so I was always prepared. These days I keep a part roll in my car and in my work bag.
Sometimes I've had to go outdoors at work, there was a particular incident I posted about nearly 20 years ago, where a hiking party came past as myself and a co-worker were squatted pooping in a field either side of a mound of earth, so we couldn't see each other.
All we could do was say "good morning" to them as they passed!
2 have you ever been in your underwear because there was nowhere else to go?
No but there was an extremely close one about 8 years ago. I was frantically trying to hold in what felt like was going to be a volcanic eruption.
There were no suitable bushes around, but there was some long grass at the side of a dirt track I was driving down.
I didn't have much time, the track was popular with dog walkers.
I pulled over to the side of the road, opened the sliding side door of the van and pulled my pants down and bent over then pushed.
The force was such that the stuff shot out a few feet horizontally and nothing landed close to the track, so nobody would step in anything by accident.
I closed the door and wiped myself, putting the soiled paper in a plastic bag to dispose of in the bin down the road.
As I've not actually gone in my pants, 3-10 are not applicable I supposeThunder
Skidmarked from Seattle Survey
Here is my contribution.
Due to difficulties wiping and some constipation incontinence I use disposable incontinence undies, which is not good for the planet but the only way I can manage.
As to skidmarks....most days and quite substantial.
I wipe sitting down...not standing .
Yes I have pooped by accident...not very often...I wee myself to a small extent every time I urinate as I still drip for quite a while. I have had a number of wetting accidents but the medication I am on has reduced this.Abbie
Latest news
Hi everyone, its Abbie here, sorry I haven't posted in ages! I'm finally sharing my story about Lydia and Annabelle coming over- they visited this weekend rather than a few weeks back as they had Covid.
David P- I enjoyed your story and glad to hear you managed to go for a poo at work even if it felt a bit awkward.
Imogen- great story about your outdoor wee- hope you can post again soon!
Anyway, back to the story, on Saturday night we ordered pizza, after we'd eaten we decided to go up to the bedroom, get ready for bed and watch a film. Since eating I had a heavy feeling in my belly and I realised I was starting to need a poo, I knew it would be a bad idea to put off the urge but I wasn't quite ready to go on the toilet just yet.
"Lets get ready for bed, these shorts are sticking in me, I think I ate too much pizza earlier!" Lucy said, unzipping her denim shorts and pulling them down, she was wearing a tight pair of pink flowery pants which had gone up her bum. As Lucy took off her tee-shirt and bra Lydia, Annabelle and I took our shorts off, all 3 of us were wearing plain white pants. We quickly took our tops and bras off so we were just in our pants, as Annabelle turned to unzip her bag I noticed that the top of her bum was showing. After we'd put on our nighties I got the computer and then we chose a film, I could see Annabelle rubbing her belly and shortly after she said, "Right, I need to go for a poo, its getting urgent!" She got off the bed and walked over to my ensuite, my bed is opposite the bathroom so I saw Annabelle lift up her nightie and pull down her pants. I heard a strong wee stream starting up and heard her doing some farts, they were quite loud and Lydia giggled. "Sorry!" said Annabelle as her stream dribbled to a stop. I heard some soft grunts and then I realised Annabelle was pushing, she strained for a while and said "Actually I don't think its quite ready to come yet, I'm a bit constipated to be honest, I haven't been for a poo for a few days."
Lydia said, "I think I'm gonna want a poo fairly soon as well, so shall we put the film on for now and try to go a bit later?"
"Yeah, good idea!" said Annabelle, she stood up, pulled her pants back up and then went to lie back on the bed. Lydia was bending over the computer with her back to us, I could see her bum cheeks as her pants had gone up her bum! We watched the film for about half an hour then Annabelle said, "Right, I'm going to try and have a poo again now." She dropped her pants and sat on the loo again, I could hear her grunting a bit as she strained so I knew she was having to push quite hard. I shifted around on my bed, my poo was trying to poke out of my bum and I was having to clench my bumhole to keep it in. "Sorry about this, its a massive fat poo and it keeps going back up my bum," Annabelle panted after a couple of minutes. I got off my bed and walked stiffly into the bathroom, the tip of a log doing its best to force open my tightly clenched bumhole. "Are you OK Abbie?" asked Annabelle, as she continued to push, so far she hadn't made any plops or splashes. "Yeah, take your time, its just I need to go for a poo as well and I think I'm gonna have to put some toilet paper in my pants so they don't get dirty." I ripped off some loo roll and folded it into a square, then pulled my pants down, I put the folded up loo paper in them and pulled them back up. Its typical, whenever I'm bursting for a poo I always seem to be wearing pants which show up skidmarks really badly!!
"Sorry Abbie, I'll try to be as fast as I can, I tried to have a poo yesterday but I couldn't go," panted Annabelle, I noticed she'd gone a bit pink from all the pushing. "I think I'm gonna have to push harder or I'll be here for ever," she said. I shifted position and sat on my heel which helped to keep my poo in. I could see she was looking a bit hesitant and embarrassed so I said "Don't worry if you need to grunt, just go ahead, its no big deal." Annabelle took a deep breath and started to bear down, I could see from her face that she was having to push really hard and sure enough she couldn't help making a few grunts as she strained. Luckily that seemed to do the trick, shortly after I heard several plops and Annabelle moaned with relief. She finished with a final plop a minute or so later and then started to wipe her bottom. When she was done she stood up, pulled up her pants, flushed the toilet and then washed her hands and we went back into the bedroom.
"Right, you can go for a poo now, sorry I took so long," she said.
"No worries, I know what its like when your trying to have a poo but its really hard going," I replied. "Do you want to go first?" I asked Lydia, she was shifting around a bit on the bed so I figured she might be starting to get desperate. "No, I can hold on a bit longer," she replied. I knew that the log would start to poke out as soon as I stood up, so it was just as well I'd put the toilet paper in my pants. I waddled back into my ensuite and over to the loo, reached up under my nightie and dropped my pants to my knees. I threw the toilet paper between my legs and started to have a wee, I couldn't help moaning slightly as I relaxed my tightly clenched bum and felt the tip of a fat log starting to make its way out. "You can come in if you like, it'll probably take me ages to have a poo as well," I panted as I started to push. The others came in and sat on the floor, Lydia was sitting with her knees up so I could see her pants, they were still stuck up her bum so I hoped she wouldn't end up with her poo poking out!! My wee stream died away as I could feel a huge fat log trying to come out, it was really stretching my bum. To be honest pretty much every time I have a poo it's a fat one and whenever I'm constipated it can get really hard as well, sometimes it feels like I'm trying to pass a rock!!
"Sorry about this," I said after a hard push and a rather embarrassing grunt, "I've been finding it hard to go for a poo recently as well, I've been feeling like I need it but I can't go and then by the time I really get a full blown urge its got so big and fat I really struggle to push it out!!"
"I guess I'm glad its not just me!" said Annabelle, as I took another deep breath and started to bear down again. I was having to push really hard and knew I'd be going red with all the effort but I was past the point of caring, I just wanted to get this log out. My poor bumhole was having to stretch wider as I felt the log poking out more and more as I strained, I just couldn't help making loud grunts even though I was doing my best to keep quiet. Luckily after another couple of minutes I could feel the log speeding up as the fattest part was through, and not long after it sploshed down into the water and I moaned with relief. I finished with a couple of smaller pieces which required a bit more pushing but not nearly as much as that first monster log, and then took some loo roll and wiped my bottom. When I was done I flushed the toilet, pulled up my pants and washed my hands. Lydia said "I'm desperate for a poo now," so she got up, lifted her nightie and pulled down her pants before sitting on the seat. She had a quick wee and then started to bear down, she did some hard pushes which made her grunt and go red in the face but luckily she didn't have to strain for too long before I heard a log plop into the bowl and she sighed with relief. "I need to do a bit more," she panted, as she started to push again. A few minutes later she was really red and she still hadn't managed to pass her second log, she said "Sorry about this, I've been a bit constipated these last few days, its a really fat hard poo and it comes out a bit but then goes back up my bum when I stop pushing!"
"When did you last go for a poo?" asked Lucy. "Umm- it must have been 3 or 4 days ago, so no wonder I'm struggling!" she replied as she started to bear down again. After another couple of minutes of pushing she paused and said, "Its coming now!"
After a couple of really hard pushes and loud grunts there was a loud plop as her log finally dropped into the bowl.
"Right, I'm done, thank God!" she said and started to wipe her bottom. She only needed a couple of wipes, then she flushed the loo, pulled up her pants and washed her hands and we went back into the bedroom to finish the film.
I hope you enjoyed this story, thanks for reading, bye!!Emma two
A survey
1 have you ever been out somewhere where there isn't a toilet around and gone in some bushes?
2 have you ever been in your underwear because there was nowhere else to go?
3 how old were you?
4 did anyone find out about it?
6 were you punished for it?
7 were you allowed to do it?
8 was it an enjoyable experience?
9 were you embarrassed?
10 did feel relief afterwards?Skidmarked from Columbia
Response to JW's survey
1. Who was responsible for you potty training? (Father / Mother / Other)
If "Other" specify
My Answer: I don't remember... I guess I just did what everyone else did that seemed to work was poop and pee in toilet or if there's urnal pee in that if I don't need to poop.
2. What were you potty trained on? (Regular Toilet / Small Potty
Chair)
My Answer: When I was a kid honestly other than knowing I wiped after poop I just checked my underwear at the end of the day to know how well I did. (sometimes I rushed during school)
3. What toilet habits were instilled in you while potty training?
My Answer: Again even if you'r an adult... "check your underwear at the end of each day". When you shower make sure to lather and soap and rince your butt. When doing laundry don't judge other people's "mistakes" unless it's really bad and they seem unaware.Emma two
Five day poo
My last poo was five days ago and the laxative I took this was starting to work around lunchtime. I wasn't busting to go and feeling embarrassed to do it at work I decided I'd wait until I got home which would give the laxative enough time to give me a proper clearout. Well it worked but the problem was I was on the bus coming home from work and it wasn't long before I was desperate for a poo. I had about half an hour before I could get home and I sat with my bottom clenched tightly for most of the journey. Sitting down helped me keep control but my real problem was when I got to my stop and I had to stand up to get off the bus. On a scale of one to ten, my need for a poo went from level six to level ten in seconds and as I stepped off the bus I lost control for a second. I sharted in my knickers a bit and I thought I'd got away with it until a woman walked past me and she checked her shoes thinking she stepped in something. It's knew it was me that was causing the smell and I felt my face burning red with embarrassment. My other problem was that I was literally bursting for a poo and I was even tempted to give up and let it all out in my knickers but that was unthinkable so I tried to hold it until I got back to the flat.
The walk home felt like it was taking an hour but I guess it took about ten minutes really. I made it to the toilet and ripped my leggings down and then my knickers and sat on the toilet and relaxed. I exploded a ton of semi solid poo into the toilet and man it felt so good. When it stopped I pushed the last bit out but it was more than a just a bit. It was nearly as big as the first wave and the I was worried I might block the toilet. I thought it would be best to try and flush the toilet before I wiped in case it did and I was surprised when most of it cleared away leaving a few bit floating around in the water. I wiped my bottom six times and flushed the toilet again and it cleared leaving some heavy skid marks in the bottom of the toilet. I used the brush to clean it and flushed again so it was clean for Sarah when she got home from work later.
Now it was time to deal with my soiled knickers and I decided they were beyond cleaning so I put them in the bin making sure they covered under some of the rubbish and took it out for the dustmen.
Simmee
Memorial Day
This happened several years ago. I was spending Memorial Day weekend (3 days) at Mandy's house because my parents had to go out of town. I was 12 or pretty close to it, but Mandy's parents insisted too. So it was a done deal.
They had a lot of activities planned for me and Mandy. Being so busy and getting up at different times and eating differently (they were always eating!) kind of screwed up my system. I had crapped at school like 4 days before, but I had gotten what my grandma called "stopped up." Mandy made a mistake going through the medicine cabinet, pulling out some laxatives and a thing called a suppository, but Mandy forgot to put them back. So her mother found them, talked to me about my bowels as if I was going to blow my gut up, and then set a deadline like she did for Mandy. Both me and Mandy so hated that because her mother could get so, so annoying. "If you can't have a daily BM on your own, we will have to help you!"
So it was early Sunday morning and Mandy asked permission for us to walk about 6 blocks to the cemetery where her grandma was buried. Her parents were going off to church and then shopping so me and Mandy decided to take some flowers up to the grave. Since this was the day before the holiday when most other people go, the place wasn't that busy. Since her parents had already left, Mandy forgot to pee. This was so unusual for her. I remembered in grade school when the morning and afternoon potty breaks came, Mandy would stay in the classroom and do something else. I thought that was kind of strange. But that was her and she was so perfect.
Mandy was hurting when we crossed the main street and walked thru the gates. We were walking fast around graves. She had even forgotten to put on her shoes, so some of the rocks were tearing at her feet. She stubbed her toes a couple of times and twisted her knee when she walked into a hole in the higher grass. Her feet were wet with some mud and pieces of loose grass stuck to them.
I used my right hand to dig a bit in front of the tombstone of the grave. We put the flowers in the hole. It must have been the exercise that caused my bowels to open up. I could tell by the way Mandy was moving around and her hands on the crotch of her shorts that she needed a bathroom too. We had passed a couple of portable potties near the entrance we had used. That though was 15 minutes away. Mandy thought that some of her family members had used a bathroom closer to the grave the day of the funeral. We looked at a hill with another hill running into it. There was an old-style stone building right in the middle where the two hills came together. There was a stone walkway to the front of the building and the hills covered 3/4 of the sides of the building. Mandy said that was the building.
So we hurried over toward the bathroom building. I was popping out gas pretty regularly and I could see Mandy was in greater pain. There was this iron gate on the front of the building, but we could see that the padlock had not been locked. It took both of us to open the gate and we ran into the 90% dark building. Only a little light was coming in from each of the two small side windows. There were 4 or 5 toilets, each with a 1/3 privacy partition. No privacy doors. Mandy had her shorts down already when she was 5 feet away from her toilet and I'm surprised she didn't splash the seat up. I sat on the second toilet. I was sweaty and the seat was a bit cool, but by sitting there for 10 or 15 seconds, 4 days worth of crap exploded out of my butt. My toilet paper was almost non-existent, but Mandy handed me some. My bowl was full and I felt good
about avoiding an enema or whatever Mandy's mom was planning.
Later that day Mandy's mom asked about my bowels. I explained what had happened and instead of being happy for me, she said she wouldn't have allowed Mandy and I to use such dirty and non-secured toilets. She's really strict with Mandy about such things.
To Elvia:
There have been a few times when peeing in the park I've talked to the others who are peeing or punching out their craps. Conversation makes the time on toilet or your other frustrations go by faster.
JW questions:
1. Who was responsible for my potty training?
My mom and my older sister Samantha who was really cool and understanding about things.
2. What were you trained on?
Our regular sized toilet at home and a few much larger toilets away from home. Samantha was a cheerleader so I spent a lot of time at the high school and stadium when she would babysit me.
3. What toilet habits were instilled in you why potty training?
Sitting still and concentrating mostly.
4. What if anything were you taught about having a bowel movement?
Patience, pushing it out and wiping well. It was the third that I had so much trouble with in public places.
Sebastian
Am I the only one?
Hey, first time poster here. Does anyone else imagine how the people they're attracted to poop? I've decided the guy I like has big hard poops, don't know how I came to that conclusion.