Anna Beth
I did a really nice dump yesterday at work. It started off long and solid. As it was coming out it went from solid and formed to mush. It felt really good but smelled terrible. Today's dump wasn't as memorable, just two pieces that came out together, but still nice.
Amber, that sounds amazing! I'm jealous! If I have already taken a dump, then the Celsius won't make me go again. If I am backed up or have one on deck, it stimulates my colon and gives me a strong urge to go. Could it be the caffeine?Leah
Tully-
It's so good to hear from you, it sounds like you have had a really rough time of it lately, I feel so sorry for you, at least you have a nice roommate to help you.
I think a lot of people would have refused to do all the things your roommate did, and the intimacy and embarrassment, I was in a similar situation to yourself a couple of months back, so I can reciprocate and I just hope you thanked her afterwards, hopefully now you are back to a regular rhythm because that sounded extreme, even by my standards. Are you going to keep taking laxatives to stay regular? I was constipated again today it's so frigging annoying.
Take careDavid P
Constipation cleared
Saturday I got an urge to go for a poo, I was pushing for a while but nothing happened so determined not to push any more as apparently it is not the right way to do it (more later), I sat on the toilet, nothing would budge, I sat there maybe 5 minutes and only the sensation of something happening but no movement. I then got out my foot stool and popped my legs up, sat up as straight as I could, leant my hands behind my back and massaged with my fingers in a circle motion either side of my anus for ages, I could feel the turd in there. After 5 mins of massaging and a few false starts, it began to come out, slowly but surely it slithered out and made a loud sploosh as it hit the water. Next day had some left over hard bits. Today I was sat at my computer and felt an intense urge to go but held off the first time as wanted to get stuff done despite how hard it was to hold it in, attention seeking turd, felt like saying calm down it's not all about you lol but later after eating lunch it returns and my anus felt so painful and sharp stabbing pains so I knew I just HAD TO POO!, I went to the bathroom. This time straight away grabbing for my footstool. I got in a squat and relaxed my quivering muscles, I looked between my legs and in no time at all a massive log came shooting out without me having to push at all! I looked into the toilet and it was a fairly soft log and even mushy at the end and coiled up like a big fat snake. I felt about a stone lighter after and felt amazing. Constipation over!!!
I am just amazed that all of us go through experiences like this all the time but nobody ever says anything at all. I have to be secret at home and discrete when I go for a poo at work and feel like I have to go up to the top floor just to take a dump and drop a log. I used to be way too scared to do a poo at school and only started getting the courage to go at uni when I was in my mid 20s and now at work I just don't give a shit haha pun intended. My best poos are done at home like these two, but now I don't mind going at work or in public, but I feel more tense sat there on the public toilet and also no foot stool, so it's a case of get in there, sit down and push until it's out sort of thing! but needs must.
I wanted to ask does everyone hold their breath when they push to do a poo on the toilet? I have been doing that all my life and just read that is the wrong way to do it, anyone know that?
Strict Bathroom Times In Grade School
This was in the '60s. There were about 700 of us in the K-6 grades. The rules were strict. This was done by classrooms, like about 4 at a time were excused for a bathroom break. This was the only way to be excused except if you puked or had a seizure. Even then, a parent was called. We were given like 5 minutes for the break. The bathrooms were close to our classroom and that is about all that went right. There were still waits for urinals. Those that were not mature enough to wait their turn, would unload over the toilet, often not lifting the seat first. If the janitor was there on a given day he would reload the toilet paper and paper towels. Otherwise, the holders were fisted a lot. Misuse resulted in the half-doors being taken off the toilets. I think a hall monitor was picked to watch over each genders' toilets. It didn't really work because there were several shifts and most didn't give a damn. When I just took my morning crap, found there was not toilet paper and a friend threw me a roll just as our teacher rounded the door. He accused us of messing around. That is why our attitudes were so bad!Jessica W
To Catherine
Sorry to hear, but do what feels right to you.
I had several close calls, but never an actual accident ever since I was little. My shits most of the time are indeed enourmous tho, ha ha.
G'day,
JesseeEmily
Yesterday, I went shopping with mom at our local mall. We had visited a few stores and stopped off at the food court for lunch. After lunch, we continued our shopping and I started to feel like I might need to poop. I tried to hold it until we got home, but as mom was trying on new shoes, the urge became unbearable. I walked down one of the empty isles as my body took over and started pushing. I still wear diapers because of my autism so I walked back to mom and hoped that we would go home soon. As we were in line at the cash registers, mom asked me if I had a accident, and took me over to the family bathroom to change.Anna Beth
A Long Thick Sausage
That's what I did today. It curved around the water perfectly. It felt sooooo good!
LC
Replies and Kimberly's Survey I & II Responses
@ Annie - Congrats on the new nephew. Thanks for sharing your most recent stories. I read that one of your more recent poops was small and unsatisfying. That's the worst! What are ones are most satisfying for you? Do you go every day or less?
@ Tricky - Great set of stories as usual, thanks for all the time and effort you put into writing them up.
@ Catherine - Totally understandable, it sounds like that will be time well spent with those you care about most. Hopefully, you continue to have a healthy outlet for your interests here, not always the easiest thing to find in real life.
@ Zane - Yes, I have noticed when people seem to be holding it in. They often have a deliberate, intense crossed-leg stance, or heavily shifted to one side. I recall one girl in my high school who would always stand like that and one day my friend asked her that very question you posed. Her face turned bright red, but she denied it. I guess it would be an embarrassing question to ask someone, even if they didn't need to go.
I was also in a running store one day some years ago. I was trying on new shoes when I noticed an older woman in the same section with that stance. I got up to walk around in the shoes. Maybe she didn't think I would return, but evidently, she passed some serious gas while I did my test walk. It was of room-clearing strength. I saw her a few minutes later at the register and she paid me no mind. Lol.
@ Megan - Thanks for sharing the story about the bathroom visit at your sister's.
@ MD Dan - Thanks for the updates.
Survey I
1. Whats your most bizarre poop experience (ie caught short on a hike etc)
The most bizarre happened to me at an airport bathroom. I lived a couple hours from a major airport I had to take for work travel, which often required me to fly a couple time zones over. My routine on these days was to awake super early and try to catch the first flight out so as not to lose the whole day to travel and time change.
Without going into too much detail, this particular day I found myself in dire need to use the bathroom by the time I arrived at the airport. I honestly thought I would lose it in my pants walking from the garage to the terminal. Thankfully, I made it to the large restroom in baggage claim. It was still before 6am and I was the only one in there. My stomach was doing backflips from the energy drink I had (normally I don't have these but it was the only thing with caffeine in the house I shared at the time), and it had be a couple days since I last went.
I had just the passed a large, oversized log when I hear this strange commotion coming from the bathroom entry. It sounded like panicked whispering, like a whispering yell. All of a sudden, this man dressed in jeans and a yellow cowboy cut button shirt rushes past my stall in a fevered walk. He's on his phone and clearly agitated about something. I feel a desperate need to go again, but I hold it back due to the stress of the moment. He paces back and forth in front of the stalls several times over, talking into the phone in the same manner. His conversation starts to make sense.
Apparently, he parked his car curbside and went to retrieve several suitcases of narcotics. During that time, the airport traffic security / police were now parked at his unmanned car, a big no-no for the passenger pickup area. Anyway, he was now scared he was going to get questioned, and possibly arrested for any number of things, given the quantity of drugs in these suitcases, when he returned to his car.
So here I am, literally caught with my pants around my ankles, holding back the rest of a major poo. The bathroom already stinks from my initial release. I wasn't sure if this guy would suddenly realize he wasn't alone, or the DEA would rush in and I'd be trapped in the middle of the confrontation. Well, none of that happened thankfully. The man finished his call, washed his face with water, and left just as expeditiously as he entered.
I ended up releasing several more solid pieces before I had a terrible bout of diarrhea for another 10 minutes. The automatic flusher went off as I tried to wipe and the toilet clogged. I finished cleaning myself up and had an otherwise uneventful trip, but I man I sure was scared for about five minutes with that frantic man.
2. Memorable childhood poop incidents ?
Several come to mind, not sure exactly what type of story you want. I think the most embarrassing happened when I was in fourth or fifth grade. I had a huge movement at my friends house and it clogged their toilet. My friend's mom was not understanding about it and mentioned it in front of my friend's and their parents when we got picked up later. I was so embarrassed but thankfully, one of my friend's mom changed the subject.
3. Have you wiped someone else's behind & do you remember what it was like ?
I have kids, but I've never wiped another adult's bum.
4. Have you ever seen someone pooping outside of the bathroom (like out in the world)
Yes, I've lived in several major cities where unhoused people use the sidewalk or park spaces. I also camped at beaches and lakes where people had to use the outdoors. Thought, I accidentally saw these people, I always turn away to give them privacy.
5. Most unexpected poop experience ?
Stress sometimes makes me have to go suddenly, usually before a big standardized test back in high school.
Survey II
1. Have you sharted/most most memorable "don't trust a fart" moment
I was in high school at the time. My friends and I had just finished dinner at Olive Garden. We went into one of these big electronic stores next door, and I accidentally sharted. Suddenly, I realized what I had been feeling wasn't just gas, but urgent diarrhea. I found the bathrooms and proceeding to have several explosive rounds over the next twenty minutes. Then, I ditched my underwear in the trash. Well, employees started the closing process while I was in the bathroom . I found most of the lights off in the story when I exited the bathroom. I rushed to the front of the store to find that most of the employees were leaving and presumably, the manager was about to lock the doors. My friends were standing outside, totally confused about my disappearance.
2. Most unpleasant poo experience
I told this story before, but in 8th grade we went on multiday overnight class trip. I don't suffer from constipation but sometimes I just don't need to go for several days. For whatever the reason, that happened on this trip. Unfortunately, a terrible urge hit me on the bus ride home (8+ hours). I pleaded with the teachers to make an early rest stop, but they were unrelenting about keeping the schedule.
Anyway, I had to use the bathroom on the bus. It was one of these tiny bathrooms, with a flimsy, folding door. I hoped it would at least be quiet and not smell too bad, given that my classmates were feet away from me, with a tiny barrier in between. Even though the relief was great, my face was flush with embarrassment the whole time. As it were, I had a major movement that the waterless toilet couldn't flush. Not only that, but it stunk up the back part of the bus for the rest of the trip. To make things more unpleasant and embarrassing, one of these popular girls made a point to call me out in front of anyone in ear shot at the end of the bus ride.
3. Memorable poo experience with a loved one / partner
I dated this wonderful woman in college and many nights we would stay over at each other's place. I can't remember the occasion, but I think I had just got home from practice, needed to shower, and get to class. I had to use the bathroom first and passed a huge, oversized log. I put the lid down and flushed, then hopped in the shower. I didn't even think to check the toilet after the shower.
Later in the day, we're both back at my place. She goes to the bathroom and comes back, says something is wrong with my toilet with a bit of a disgusted look. I am wondering what could possibly be wrong? I lift the lid and much to my chagrin, there's my dump from earlier. It had barely moved, too big to flush without help. Anyway, it took some time to fix and she was very understanding about it.
4. Have you ever pooped in anything that wasn't a toilet ?
Yes, outside in the woods and in a trash can.
Hopefully, these were good answers!Small School Teacher
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Tuesday, February 4, 2025
STEPHEN.P
KEEPING REGULAR
This morning woke at five got out of bed needed to wee and poop so lifted lid on THETFORD 245 POTTIE opened the slid then closed leaving it slightly open. Rinsed then paper towel on back of bowl,took off my pants
then sat down I could here the wee trickling into lower tank ,leaned forward arms round my knees and pushed ,my bowels opened and passed three loads it was awesome ,sat and enjoyed the satisfaction feeling of a good crap for a few minutes.then pulled the slide for poop to drop into tank.
I tore three sheets of paper from the toilet roll dispenser then wiped,tore another three and wiped then another two and wiped I got off of pottie as I was now done after being sat for ten minutes then rinsed closed slide put on clean pants picked up phone then went downstairs.
I carried out all my usual activities until ONE PM had dinner then had to use the pottie again for another BM ,I have just emptied the pottie. It is much easier to poop in the pottie as it is lower than a toilet no need to use a TOILET STOOL and use less toilet paper.Depreciation of pottie its replacement ,cleaning toilet paper adds up to five pence per poopSTEPHEN.P
KEEPING REGULAR
This morning woke at five got out of bed needed to wee and poop so lifted lid on THETFORD 245 POTTIE opened the slid then closed leaving it slightly open. Rinsed then paper towel on back of bowl,took off my pants
then sat down I could here the wee trickling into lower tank ,leaned forward arms round my knees and pushed ,my bowels opened and passed three loads it was awesome ,sat and enjoyed the satisfaction feeling of a good crap for a few minutes.then pulled the slide for poop to drop into tank.
I tore three sheets of paper from the toilet roll dispenser then wiped,tore another three and wiped then another two and wiped I got off of pottie as I was now done after being sat for ten minutes then rinsed closed slide put on clean pants picked up phone then went downstairs.
I carried out all my usual activities until ONE PM had dinner then had to use the pottie again for another BM ,I have just emptied the pottie. It is much easier to poop in the pottie as it is lower than a toilet no need to use a TOILET STOOL and use less toilet paper.Depreciation of pottie its replacement ,cleaning toilet paper adds up to five pence per poop
Jessica W
To Catherine
Sorry to hear, but do what feels right to you.
I had several close calls, but never an actual accident ever since I was little. My shits most of the time are indeed enourmous tho, ha ha.
G'day,
Jessee
Princess Toadstool Peach
Time for a Quick Pee and maybe a Big Poo too before Lunch!!!
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach and today I went to the restroom just before my lunch break I grabbed a newspaper and headed off to the women's restroom, checked if any of the stalls were free and there was right in the middle, I went inside, locked the door, went over to the toilet, there I lifted up my dress, pull down my panties to my ankles, give my bottom a little wiggle and then sit down on the toilet adjusting myself and squatting as I let out a loud stinky breaking wind noise "PAAAARRRPPP!!!" It felt so good just taking some time off and doing what my body does naturally. As I read my newspaper I could hear two twin tennis player woman both grunting trying to defecate. They must be really clogged up in there I thought and then I started on my long stream of peeing "TSSSSSSSSSSSSsssshhhhh dripdripdrop!!" That felt so good. Then I began my poo it was a long smooth brown thick shape and took a while to get out of my bottom poo hole but after a while it felt totally great and worth my every moment. "CRRRRACCKLLE PLOOP PLOP SPLASH KERSPLASH PLUNKPLUNKPLUNK!!!" Woo that took a long time but hey doesn't matter. Time to wipe. I looked and saw there was no toilet paper. Darn! I hate it when that happens. I looked around my stall for a spare roll but the only roll I could find was on the sink next to my stall. What kind of person would put that there? You know it might be soggy if someone knocked it into the sink and switched on the tap. But I was feeling desperate to get cleaned up before my bottom poo hole got crusty and start to itch. I unlocked the door and waddled to the sink panties around my ankles and got the toilet paper as another lady got ahold of it too she looked fierce and probably wanted to start a fight but she saw my vagina and fainted. True story! Apparently people don't like it when I shave my pubes but it's my pubes so I can do what I like with them so there. Humph! I waddle back to the stall, lock it and sit my bottom back on the toilet I was using and then I began to wipe my vagina between my legs and my bottom front and back. Then I got up, pulled my panties up and my dress down and then I flushed. "FLUSSSSsssshhhh!!!" I may of left some skid marks and one of my brownloads inside the bowl but still I got out of the stall and washed my hands nice and clean stepped over the lady that fainted and said to myself "Maybe I should eat less fruit and protein bars for morning tea." And that was my bathroom break before lunch I'll see you guys later. Bye bye now!Tully
Constipation update
Hey all. Thanks for the concern over my constipation.. I ended up calling in sick from work the next day. I was too constipated I looked pregnant and felt awful. Well I had to try. After my roommate went to work I sat on the toilet trying and trying to no avail. I was in there for hours without realizing. By lunch I really was pushing and crying. To my horror I heard a knock at the bathroom door and my roommate asking if I was okay.. breathless I answered "oh uhh... yes i'm okay, dont worry about me" she said she really had to pee.. nothing was happening for me anyways so I got dressed and let her in. She saw my set up, water, phone, pillow, laxatives. I was so embarassed as she looked around in shock I started crying. She said "hunny whats going on? Itll be okay" I said "im so embarassed to have you see me like this. But I am so constipated, I havent had a good motion in over a week and it hurts. Ive been pushing all day and nothing comes out" "oh hunny, im sorry, why dont you take a break from pushing and go lay down". I did, i guess i fell asleep because when i woke up she was back and standing by my bed. I quickly pulled my blankets over my stomach but she saw it it. "Hunny you look seriously pregnant" i said "i know, i need relief so badly.... i need it out of me" she told me "lay down, im going to rub your stomach and massage you" im shy so even tho i desperately wanted this i said no, but she insisted.
She began massaging my destended stomach... it felt so amazing. "Mmmmm, thankyou this feels so good" sometimes i got the urge to push so did while in bed. She felt me pushing and suggested i sit on the toilet. So off i went pushing and pushing, crying and grunting. She finally came in. I was totally nude and sweating by this point. She began massaging my stomach again while i sat on the toilet pushing. Sometimes shed rub my back. She eventually even applied vaseline to my bumhole which was so raw and sore. I audibily moaned when she did this. I was SO embarassed i told her to leave. But she didnt. She actually began massaging it in slow circles around my rim. I continued moaning. Finally with this librication and how relaxed this made me I felt it coming out. First little pebbles pouring out. Then a few golf ball sizes followed by a long smooth log that was so long. The ending was basically water from all the laxatives. My roommate was with me holding my hand the whole way. I was panting and exausted. She helped me shower and get dressed them helped me in bed where she applied more ointment to my sore bum. I cried again in embarassmemt but was too exhaused to help myself. She got in bed with me and rubbed my back until i fell asleep.
Wow what a night. The next day we didnt mention it and pretended like it didnt happen.. but since then, when ive gone to the bathroom she always asks if its going okay, and so far so good.Leah
To MJD
Today (thursday) after work I took another dose of laxative, my bowels are too hard again, got the plops and I clogged my loo on Wednesday night, I sleep in the nude so I sat straight down and it slid right out and curled out of the water, but it was stubborn and wouldn't go down so I left it as I was half asleep and luckily it flushed down today when I got home from work.
I literally had the nightmare before Christmas, as you know my poo was kind of soft to begin with, I didn't push as I could feel it slowly sliding out, and then it stopped, it was just hanging halfway out for a long time.
I was frustrated but at least I had my magazine to occupy me, I was picking at my fingernails too, my nail file was too far to reach so I just focused on reading about fashion trends, I was getting some dress ideas for spring and summer like I had all the time in the world, but even I had to "hhhhhnnnnggggg" my bum was getting sore with this poo hanging and even painful, I was just stuck in place until I could get the rock hard poo moving, my bum was stretched wide.
Have I had any big ordeals?
I was on my way to the leisure centre and I felt like I needed a loo so I went into the bus station loos and they are disgusting and vandalised, the main door is always open and there are four loos, they were all occupied I huffed and went over to the sinks, I think the others were peeing and the first loo opened up, a young girl in her 20's came out and I turned around and went In, I pulled my jeans and thong down to my feet and took a seat, the others were finishing up and I realised there was a big hole in my loo door and I could clearly be seen by anyone outside and a bunch of teens came in and stared at me through the hole, I found it hard to get my pee out and I produced a soft small poo that plooped into the bowl, I wasn't finished but wanted to leave so I quickly wiped and I pulled my clothes up as I stood up, the girls were at the sinks but messing around, and shouting, I just quickly walked out and I washed my hands at the leisure centre.
I got to the leisure centre for my swim, I changed into my cossie and made my way to the ladies room, the room on the left is loos, the right for showers, it is open, no door so sound travels well.
I went Into the first loo, the first of three, I had to pull my cossie down to my ankles so I am in the nude, and sit down on the seat, I had my bag with me so I took out my emergency magazine and held it in front of me.
I start with a big booming fart as I listen to the people in the changing village, it's just a room with individual changing cubicles, I can hear some children outside and people talking, and I give a little push "ggggaaaahhh" "uuuuuuuhhhhh" I hear footsteps approaching and some women went into the showers, I hear the water turning on and the ladies are talking to each other, I could feel the poo coming so I grunted again after a few minutes and I heard a voice say "did you hear that" "hahaha" I heard from the other.
And then I heard someone else come in, I heard a bucket drop, damn it's the cleaner, I then hear the mop being wringed and they start cleaning the floor, I saw footsteps and the mop being swished around, it even came into my loo and hit the front of my foot.
I could feel it coming so I pushed "uuuuuhh" until it came out and splashed my bum I shrieked "aaah" by this time I felt all hot and sweaty from the showers and I could hear air freshener being sprayed by the cleaner. "Uuuhh that stinks" I heard someone say as they walked out.
I wiped my bum several times and got ready for my swim.
I prefer harder poos over runnier one as harder ones are more reliving and you feel much better too, knowing that your empty.Skidmarked from a walk
Reply to Catherine and toilet stool in general
Catherine- I don't reply you much or maybe I never do because there's so MANY people on here. So I just pick a few. Anyways I'm sorry to hear about your father. I lost mine a year ago on Christmas due to colon cancer. It started with bloody poops but he regularly had skidmarks in his whiteytighties. I felt embarrassed to see a grown man poop himself in front of those pretty nurses. He pooped himself multiple times before passing away. Unfortunately I called around to have anointed ministers pray for him and they were all BUSY enjoying Christmas :( I felt so sad.
Also Catherine- I enjoyed your story of trying to get your kids ready for school but you the mom has an accident. How long did it take you to clean up? Did you hop in the shower? Did you pee when you pooped? Did you throw the panties away?
Toiletstool- When was the last time you pooped butt (pun intended) didn't wipe or use a bedit!
Toiletstool-Your worst skidmark ever?
Toiletstool- Your last skidmark and why did you get it?
Toiletstool- In your opinion would it be fair if when you're potty training your kids and you have an accident of your own. Do you go back into pampers or diapers temporarily with them?
Toiletstool- How do you feel if you're potty training your kids while you yourself have an accident? Would you be more likely to let them graduate into regular underwear?
Jessica- I enjoy your post too about how you poop but don't wipe.
Anna From Austria- I enjoy your stories.
Nina- I enjoy your stories too.
I really wish I had natural stories like you guys but sadly no. I am left out, I only have a few half way decent things at BEST to share a year :( BUTTTT I started making love stories. I had to remove the parts where she poops herself (most people don't like that). Relax my email isn't personal, but if you send anything or ask for a story you can receive.Princess Toadstool Peach
Snap, Crackle and Poop a Lot into the Toilet this Morning!!!
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach and today after my ???? delicious Rice Bubbles breakfast with brown sugar and milk I had some urgent business to attend to. I walked upstairs to the bathroom holding a spare roll of toilet paper and a newspaper, went inside, closed the door, went over to the toilet, there I lifted up my dress, put the toilet paper on it's holder, pull down my panties to my ankles, give my bottom a little wiggle and then sit down on the toilet adjusting myself and squatting reading the newspaper I felt like a big poo was about to come out of me I needed my footstool for this I pushed my footstool over to me using my feet then I put my feet on it and squatted as well as pushed until all my thick and solid brown poos entered the bathroom toilet filling it up in a snap, crackle and poop "PFFFT PLOOP PLOP SPLASH KERSPLASH PLUNKPLUNKPLUNK PLIPPLOPPLIPPLOP! PARRRPPPP!!!!" I filled up my white porcelain toilet in no time flat with one massive dump waste feeling awfully quite proud. After pinching my loaf I began to wipe my bottom front and back it was messy and smelt awful but I felt great, got off the toilet, pulled up my panties, lifted down my dress and saw my smelly logs I dropped. Phew! I knew Rice Bubbles with brown sugar weren't such a good idea maybe I better try normal sugar the next time. Then I flushed the toilet sending those disgusting devil doughnuts on their way to the sewers Bon voyage!! Then I washed my hands. Gotta go everyone see you next time. Bye bye now.Denise
Some responses
First and foremost, to Catherine: Oh I am so sorry to hear your tragic news Catherine! Wishing so much love and care to you and your family during this difficult time. I am also so sad to hear you are leaving here permanently. I have so enjoyed talking to you and this place won't be the same without you, at all. I want the best for you, so if staying off social media is best I support that but a part of me will always be hoping that you'll come back some day.
To Nytecat: Yes indeed, with a combination of ADHD meds and other coping techniques I've managed to get my accidents, along with a lot of other issues under control. There have been some close calls along the way, but generally speaking my accidents are a thing of the past, touch wood! I am actually going through a meds break/change right now but so far things are going really well, so I hope that stays the case.
I've forgotten who posted asking about sharts, and I actually have a story to share about that. I recently sharted for the very first time in my life! And no, I am not counting it as an accident (my eight year streak stays in tact!). I've been away travelling for work since Christmas, and it's not unusual for me to get a bit of diarrhea when my body is adjusting to time zones. I had the runs one morning and felt an episode coming on while I was in a cafe. I got up and queued for the bathroom, which was occupied. I felt a fart brewing, and lord knows what I was thinking, but I just thought 'surely I can let this fart out'. So I did, and OF COURSE it was liquid. I felt warmth back there and quickly clamped down on things. the bathroom opened up and I walked in now deeply annoyed with myself for being so foolish. I pulled down my pants to inspect the damage and was astonished - panties clean! The shart had stayed contained between my cheeks. It felt like a real miracle! I was delighted to have gotten away with it. My diarrhea continued all day and I had to take anti-diarrheal medication that day and the next. I'm back home now and all systems have returned to normal, thank goodness.STEPHEN.P
Overslept this morning after dinner had a NUMBER TOO in the Jones relax bedpan dropped it into the bonfire washed pan under the water butt.
as it has rained most of the day been working in house.
I washed up put away the crockery as I leaned over I needed to go a toilet so went out to van and sat on the ADVENTURIDGE portta pottie for fifteen minutes having a NUMBER TOO ,today has been a good clearout as I have been taking LAXIDO for six months I am now having a BOWEL MOVEMENT ten times a week and feel the benifit.
I much prefer to use the pottie for a NUMBER TOO as I get the satisfied feeling ,all my potties are second hand the seller only used for NUMBER ONE during the night I wonder where they go for a NUMBER TOO !!Skidmarked from a walk
A wise man said
Not all peepee times are poopoo times, but all poopoo times are peepee times!Violetta from Germany
My answers to the Kimberly C.H's surveys:
1. What's your most bizarre poop experience (i.e., caught short on a hike, etc.)?
Oh yes, I remember it very well.... it was in hospital where I had to poop in a toilet stool next to my bed, right in front of a younger nurse
See my story on page 2940.
2. Memorable childhood poop incidents?
I remember my friend at the age of 5 showing me her poop in the toilet that she had just made.
3. Have you wiped someone else's behind & do you remember what it was like?
No, only with my children
4. Have you ever seen someone pooping outside of the bathroom (like out in the world)?
Yes, I once saw a woman wiping her bottom at a rest stop. You could see it a bit through the trees.
5. Most unexpected poop experience?
Yes, that was at an alpine hut where we took a break on a hike...
See my story on page 2927.
2. Most unpleasant poo experience
See my hospital experience
3. Memorable poo experience with a loved one / partner
None.
4. Have you ever pooped in anything that wasn't a toilet ?
Yes, I once had to poop in a lake. Because I was shy of the toilet, I went into the water behind a bush on the shore so that no one could see me there. I quickly pulled my swimsuit to the side and pushed it. It only took a few seconds for me to relieve myself.
Comments, as requested
Jessica:
I like your criteria for wiping or not wiping. Most of my craps, whether they have been long and hard or not surprisingly soft, occur at a range of places like from my school, the park where the toilets are high and awkward to sit on, the mall, theater, etc. So I pretty much have to wipe. I don't actually expect that much but sometimes I will wipe when I'm seated waiting to completely push out the last log. Last week, for example, my only at-home crap, was like 3 attached balls. That took me 4 or five wipes because my mom gets on me often on laundry day for one of two things. First, doing my craps elsewhere than at home. She just doesn't understand that I'm not as repressed as she was/is. Around Christmas, I was with her a full day shopping and she had to crap but she held it until like 3 p.m. when we finally got home. "Craps are best saved for home," she says. Second, she will pee in a public place but she straddles the toilet without touching the seat. Also, she uses her foot to flush. I would think that her foot action would damage the flusher. I imagine a person pushing the flush lever down and it breaking off in their hand.
Leah
Quickie
I've just popped home (Saturday night) to use my loo, my home is about 10 minutes from the city centre and I was on a bus, I told my friends I would meet them a little later, I got home pulled my skirt and thong down to my ankles and had a good pee, about 10 minutes later I could feel myself pushing about 5 plops followed by a big splash "phew!" I wiped my bum several times and washed my hands and went straight back out. Laters xxEmily
Yesterday, I went shopping with mom at our local mall. We had visited a few stores and stopped off at the food court for lunch. After lunch, we continued our shopping and I started to feel like I might need to poop. I tried to hold it until we got home, but as mom was trying on new shoes, the urge became unbearable. I walked down one of the empty isles as my body took over and started pushing. I still wear diapers because of my autism so I walked back to mom and hoped that we would go home soon. As we were in line at the cash registers, mom asked me if I had a accident, and took me over to the family bathroom to change.Lee
To Catherine
It saddens many of us that you made this descision, but I think it is indeed the right time to make this move. Hope you will all be strong. Prayers are surely on the way!
Elvia
Response to Jessica W
Not that urgent. If I have to go, I don't typically hold it until I get home unless there's just no bathrooms at all around.David P
Constipation
Hi I might be constipated not sure but other than some pebbles and chunks I haven't had an actual poo in 6 days now. I have just gone 3 days without even any pebbles. Just passed 2 small rabbit pellet! I started getting constipated a few weeks ago when I hadn't been for 2 days and then had to do a poo at work and was a small log and chunky and hard then since then its been like this.
Amber
Anne Beth
Hi! This is a response to Anne Beth's quick post.
Anne Beth- I drink a Celsius everyday pretty much, and I had one at work the other day and it has never affected me before like it did that day. I drank it and within half an hour I had to poop super badly. I was still in the middle of working and had to go badly and I was farting so much. I didn't even make it to the employee bathroom I made it barely to the customer bathroom (I work in retail). Then I sat down and pushed out this big poop that stretched out of the water a tiny bit and curled around the porcelain a little bit. It was well over a foot long, maybe 16"-17" long. Then I also pushed out a few tiny turds and mush. I haven't pooped that big in a long time, and that was one of a handful of times I pooped at work.
Does drinking a Celsius always do that to you? This is the first time it happened to me!!!
Best,
Amber!
Thunder
Saturday Morning Routine
I awake after a big week...all my weeks are big and busy.
I sit on the toilet...sometimes my bowels move...mostly not.
I then go to the shopping center for a massage....I have a milk shake first.
The massage place is professional and respectable...my masseuse comes from Taiwan. her name is Abby and her English is very limited but her massage skills are excellent...I get a normal massage and then stretching and a vigorous colon massage to help me poo.
Sometimes I go to the toilet in the shopping center and I am always the loudest grunter...sometime I go and sometimes not. I might end up having a BM later in the morning.
Today I have had a couple of days of hard poop constipation and I upped my laxative dose quite a bit.....I actually did a poo at the shopping center before the massage and then the massage which was great...felt OK bowel wise and then driving to work got the urge and a bit came out in my Depends..... got to the toilet and had a big release...felt great.
I have a massage every Saturday!
Thunder
Thunder
To Mina
Where I am in Australia it has not been too hot…. Only one bad day so far and then a cool change at the end. Anyway, I like your BM story . I really need someone with me at times when I have a hard constipated poo. I go to my therapist but it is only occasionally that I am able to see them. There are a few therapists that help me out but as I have to travel there mostly I have to deal with it myself Thunder
STEPHEN.P
Alarm woke me at seven o clock ,had a wee in the bedroom pottie then went downstairs to kitchen.I filled the kettle as soon as it was luke warm poured into glass with LAXIDO powder then drank ,put kettle back onto boil then brushed my teeth and washed .
I really needed to have a NUMBER TOO before I did any thing else,so I went into garage lifted the lid on the THETFORD POTTIE put paper towel on back of bowl pulled down my pants and sat down. Immediately had a wee then my bowels opened ,passed a few small logs then several loads of mushy poo
the result of not pooping yesterday a large bowl of ALL BRANN breakfast, carvery for dinner a visit to the G Y M three senna tablets after exercise back home a large plate of eggs and mushrooms only weeing once during the night .
I wiped with interleaved KIMBERLY CLARK TOILET PAPER then stood up ,the
bowl was again full to within two inches of the rim.ANOTHER REALLY GOOD SHIT,I pulled up my pants put my foot on the flush pedal and watched it drop into the lower tank . I went back into kitchen made and drank my tea ,dressed then emptied the pottie in outside drain.
Tricky
Re: Jessica, not wiping after a poop
There's been a number of times where I've used a toilet and had nothing to wipe with. Three stand out:
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1) I'd say the most memorable instance was when I was 8, taking a poop after school. I recall it being a very big and messy poop that took me 10 minutes, and I worried I was going to miss my bus home. I finished, and there was no toilet paper in my stall. I walked around with my pans down and checked all of the other stalls and here was none there as well. No paper towels either. I remember it being a messy movement, but pulled my pants up and got on the bus to go home.
The kids on the bus definitely smelled it, but they could not pinpoint the source. Everyone was talking about how it badly smelled like poop.
It stained my underwear with poop smears and my mother noticed it in the laundry later that week. The underwear were ruined as the thick brown stain covered most of the backside and underside, and they were still crusty after the first wash. She was angry with me for not telling her that I "pooped my pants" because she washed the other clothes with this pair of underwear. Except I didn't poop my pants. My butt was just that much of a mess from having no toilet paper to wipe with at school.
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2) Another instance I can recall was taking a poop at a girlfriend's house when I was 16. I'd been holding it in all day because of the doorless stalls at school, and this was the next best place I was going to get to lay cable aside from being home. The walls were paper thin and sound traveled, and not wanting her to hear all my bodily noises, I waited for her to go onto the porch to wait for her sister to get home from school before I headed to the nearby half-bathroom to take a hurried crap when no one was around.
The half bathroom was a narrow hallway with a washer and dryer and a toilet at the very end about 10 feet from the doorway, and the nearest sink was outside in the kitchen.
I took my poop, finished, and found that there was no toilet paper anywhere in this room. I was too shy to wait for them to come back in the house and ask from the toilet for either of them to come into the room and hand me something to use. They'd see me on the bowl for sure if I did that, in which case I may as well have gone at school in front of my male classmates in a doorless stall earlier that day as hat would be preferred to my crush seeing me on he can. I'd have wiped with my hand and washed it in the sink, except there was no sink, and I wasn't going to do that where they washed the dishes or risk exiting the room and my girlfriend seeing poop smeard on my hand. I pulled my pants up without wiping myself.
I refused to sit down on her couch after because I could feel the warm, wet squishyness between my buttcheeks. I made up an excuse to leave and walked home. Walking smeared it everywhere. The inside of my butt was an absolute mess with dried poop caked on my skin that was difficult to remove once I got to take a bath at home, but I managed to spare my underwear.
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3) I was 24. I was driving on a long distance trip through the desert and stopped at a gas station to take a much needed crap that I'd been holding in for hours. I got the key to the single-toilet unisex restroom outside. It was just an outbuilding with a vault toilet and some hand rails, with a lockable door, with no sink. I took a big, smeary, messy crap. No toilet paper. I waited to see if someone would come by and knock on the door, so that I could ask them for something to use. Been in this situation a few times already by then and had to open the door so people could hand me something, so I was no longer shy about doing this, but after 30 minutes, no one showed up.
I pulled my pants up and returned to the store. Before giving the key to the cute but middle-aged female cashier, I asked her if she had any paper products here. She did not, as they were all sold out. Without telling her and two other customers present of my predicament, I returned the key and washed my hands in the sink by the cash register before leaving. There were no paper towels, or I'd have wet them and asked for the restroom key again.
In my car, I sat in a mess of my own poop that squished and caked into my underwear and skin, feeling disgusting. I'd have to deal with this until I could get to a rest stop to better clean myself, and change my underwear. About an hour later, I found a rest stop. This rest stop Mens' room offered zero privacy. It had an open ceiling and doorless entry. Just a zig-zag wall guarding any users from view to the outside, a lone trough urinal, a sink, and a seatless aluminum toilet, all out in the open. The underwear was a total loss, but some wet toilet paper allowed me to clean my butt standing next to the lone partionless sit-down aluminum toilet I was depositing the paper into as I stood there with my pants down, cleaning my rear with my right hand, my left hand holding wads of wet toilet paper. My butt was a mess and took a thorough cleanup.
Fortunately no one walked in on me for the next 5 minutes or so that I was pulling/rubbing off soft, sticky, dried crap from my butt. I had to make repeat trips to the sink to wet more toilet paper and keep wiping. The toilet was full of browned toilet paper by the time I was confident I was clean enough to pull my pants up, my ass now very wet.
It was a close call too, because by the time I had redressed and was washing my hands shortly after disposing of my soiled underwear, a father and two preteen boys walked in. One of the kids and the dad went to use the trough urinal, while the other kid sat on the toilet and immediately started exploding. Had they came in 30 seconds earlier or a bit more, and they'd have seen me standing there cleaning my ass with my pants down, letting it all hang out. Lucky me, I had the place to myself for the entire time that privacy was needed, and not wanting to stick around for the show, got out of there as I heard the kid on the toilet blasting diarrhea and screaming at his now hysterical brother not to look at him while their father remained silent.
A shower never felt so good when I got to my destination. I had to go commando until I could get to the hotel my employer put me up in, and there were some small light-brown poop stains on the inside of my dress slacks because my cleanup job was not as thorough as I thought. Keep in mind I had a hairless butt at the time, so it must have been an extremely messy movement for all of hat wiping with wet toilet paper to not have gotten rid of everything.
Sunday, February 2, 2025
Nina
Answer to Jessica's question
Jessica, I want to say that you and I have some similar habits. I, like you, for various reasons, allow myself to skip wiping after I pee or poop. I visit public toilets almost every day and quite often find myself in situations where there is no toilet paper. I have already written here before that I have not considered it a problem for me to exclude wiping after using the toilet during the day since childhood. I agree that many people may be shocked by such behavior, but I think there is nothing wrong with it. The amount of poop that may remain around the anus cannot cause any harm, except perhaps to stain panties, which can then be washed.Mina
Story about Mina's defecate, for a change
We hope everybody is in pink of health.
Mina felt she was being unfair, because she always tell about motions of her 3 crushes, but never her own motion. Reason of that was, Mina's motion not so interesting. But on Saturday, lucky!! because Mina did interesting motion. Three crushes were moved so much that in tatami room Mina received more than 100 kisses!
Perhaps you wonder, why we always do best defecate on Saturday? Reason of that is, we sometimes hold back urge in bottom on Friday because Saturday we don't go work so we can do all together. But Hisae never hold back (she did a few times). Her body system is enviable, even she does defecate a lot, her intestine immediately starts to produce new mierda with big volume. We are all like that but Hisae is especially (Kazu also).
Anyway here is story. Mina asked to be second after Hisae because she got message from her bottom, it said, "I am in a hurry, sit on loo." Crushes said OK. Mina sat on loo and Maho squatted next her. Almost immediately, Mina's bottom domed out and expelled large puree for perhaps 10 seconds. Bururururururururu. Maho gave gasp.
"Minappé that was beautiful."
Kazu and Hisae could see from door, so they agree with big voice.
"Are you going to do again?" they ask Mina while she doing wee.
"Perhaps yes"
Kazu squatted next Mina instead of Maho, to be fair. After few minutes, Mina gave big breath and pushed. Burururururururu! New puree, same size with before one. Mina relaxed.
"Flush?"
Perhaps I do one more... Please wait." Hisae squatted next Mina and did massage. Felt good!!
Aaaah... feel good...aaaah....Bururururururururururururu! Third puree pour out big volume from Mina's bottom. Kazu and Maho have tears on face. "Minappé, beautiful. I love you." "Minappé, me too, I love you. Beautiful."
"Have to flush now. " Mina stand up. She can feel six eyes staring to her bottom. Hisae flushed.
"Will you do more?"
"I think so" Mina sat down again.
Hisae started massage again. Kazu and Maho murmur each other. "Beautiful...Beautiful..." They stare to Mina with greedy eyes.
Aaaah...Bururururururururu. Again huge puree. What did Mina eat?? Kazu squatted next her and gave her strong kiss. Mina felt so happy that kiss and her bottom reacted so next puree came out very soon. Burururururururu...BRRAPPP! Noisy o-nara.
Eyes said, "Mina almost finish, but not quite." So Maho squatted next Mina and hoped for next puree. After few minutes, it came! Maho gave huge kiss to Mina.
But that was last one. Mina produced little pieces for about five minutes but no more big puree. All good things come to end, Mina learned in Wales.
But even it was end, Mina felt so warm. How a pleasure to do so big defecate in front of lovely crushes. Mina crying because she was moved by their tearful happy face. I (Mina) love my beautiful crushes so much!!!
Huge mountain of mierda from Mina in green loo but after washlet all crushes dried her, so paper on top of mierda mountain. But amazing, after one flush, all gone except few little pieces.
Then Kazu sat down and her beautiful bottom defecated huge mierda for ten minutes and then Maho sat down and her beautiful bottom defecated huge mierda for ten minutes but this post too long so we don't give detail. Actually both of them were on loo for little more than ten minutes.
And then... Mina already told this part so she doesn't tell again.
Catherine, we are sorry you have to leave. And we are very sad to hear your news about mother. But you are doing right thing we think. We always love you forever.
Anna Beth, we are happy you did pleasure motion. But we don't agree that soft defecate is dirty. Well, whole world is dirty, but it is pleasure to make clean again after dirty. We four enjoy to make ourselves, and our crushes, very clean after huge defecate. And we think your friend gave you compliment, really. Beautiful huge turd, how wonderful you must feel, she thought surely.
Just Another Girl, we are happy you come back! And you have good attitude to children about toilet (though we are not qualify to say that because we are not mothers). Everyone does motion, so it is not need to be shame, and not need to mock to person who does motion. Health is come first.
Elvia, we are happy your son getting better!
Very cold weather in north, Asia and Europe and America, and very hot in Australia, everyone please be careful, don't catch a flu or a heatstroke.
A lot of love to everybody.
Chakamami FamilyAnna Beth
Big Poop
I had a really big dump today. I didn't go yesterday. So I went for a Celsius and it did the trick. When I arrived at work I made it to an empty stall just in time to let go of a turd over a foot long and two inches thick.
It was an amazing experience!ECG
Weekend with Diane, part 2
Continuing on from part 1, I was equal parts intrigued and worried after Diane's toilet visit. I had overheard a lot from the lounge, and the intrigue came from this new very private side of Diane that I had been exposed to for the first time. The worry was from my own bowel needs. If I could hear her having a poo, she would hear me too if I went. I hoped I wouldn't need to go and could hold until I got home the next day. Since this is part 2, I'm sure you can guess that I couldn't hold that long!
I woke up bright and early on Sunday morning, with my bowels following a few minutes later. They must have hit snooze for a few extra minutes in bed instead of waking up when I did. I tried to ride it out for a few minutes to see if the urge would die down, but alas it did not. During that time, I had two thoughts - "I have to go now!" vs "What if Diane wakes up?" battling it out in my head. I went to check on Diane, who had left her bedroom door open the night before. When I saw that she was still asleep, I made my decision. "I have to go now!" was the victor. Any time spent dawdling was time Diane could wake up and hear me, so the sooner the better.
As I headed towards the toilet, I couldn't believe that I was about to have a poo at Diane's house. I felt I was taking a big risk here, but it had to be done. I went into the toilet and locked the door behind me, lowered my pyjama trousers to my ankles and sat down. I pushed because I wanted to be done as quickly as possible, and the soft crackling of my poo beginning to emerge was almost immediately obscured by three loud plops in quick succession as my poo fell into the water. I was grateful that my body had acknowledged the self-imposed urgency of the situation, but also mortified at how loud it sounded. If the previous day was anything to go by, the sound must have carried outside the toilet, and I further added to it when I got up and the toilet seat fell down with a bang again! That thing must have been very adhesive if it stuck to me when I'd sat on it for only a minute or two!
I took a look in the toilet and saw three thick logs, each one fitting across the hole from left to right, with small spaces for water between them. I wiped and flushed, begging it would go down. I couldn't bear the thought of having to tell Diane that I had blocked her toilet. The thought of Diane hearing me having a poo was bad enough, but her actually seeing my poo would have been unbelievably embarrassing! Luckily it did all go down in a single flush, and I saw while washing my hands in the bathroom that Diane was still asleep. I couldn't believe my luck. I had conquered my pre-trip fear and had a poo at Diane's house without her knowing!
Thinking sensibly now and not in a panic, I'm sure nothing bad would have happened if she had heard me, she wouldn't have thought less of me or teased me. Although we have since lost touch, she remains to this day the only friend where I've had a poo at their house, even if it was driven by necessity rather than being confident enough to go openly and them knowing what I'm doing, without me trying to hide it. Could that change some day? We'll have to wait and see. If it does, it might be material for another story!