Anna from Austria
pooping in front of a client without knowing it before
Hi guys been a while since my last post but I had nothing to report.
But now I am back with my latest story.
Last week I was on my back to office from my lunch break and I already felt a familar preasure on my backdoor while walking back. In the end it got so urgent that I had to use the lobby bathroom and not the regular bathroom at my office floor.
I rushed into the ladies room and took one of the empty stalls. There were people on the left and right side.
I locked the door pulled down my pants and panties and sat on the toilet.
Without much effort the first log started slide into the toilet bowl then I started to pee and fart a few times. after pee stream ended I did another smaller log.I cleaned myself flushed and left the toilet. The ladies on the left and right head everything for sure. Because I was also able to hear them pee. By considence I was ready at the same time as the lady on my left. I we exited the stalls at the same time and walked to sinks to wash our hands.
Later I met the lady again at my office. She was a client that needed help with setting a contract.
It felt a bid embarrasing to encounter a person that needed my expertise afer she heard my taking a big dump.
Nothing happend of course. We did the business stuff as usual. It was still funny because something like that never happend before. I never meet a stranger for the first time at the rest room and then meet the person later again in a more formal setting.
greetings from Austria
Anna
Darlene
Too much fiber...
Lately I been intaking more protein/fiber since I begin dieting earlier this year. I wanted to lose a couple of pounds and so far, I had amazing success. The only downside to this is ending up sharting instead of farting. I've messed up so many of my panties due to uncontrollable gas and very big skidmarks.
I even had an accident about two weeks ago where I couldn't hold my own poop any longer and of course, majority of it was diarrhea. Except for this really huge piece that was in the shape of a ball that wouldn't even fit in my toilet without clogging it. I couldn't believe it myself. I was just thankful that this incident happened at home and I wasn't out in public.
I blame the fiber I had been intaking along with protein shakes and bars.Emma two
Constipation relief
After four days of being constipated I finally managed to get the relief I needed so much. I took a laxative last night and drank lots of water before I went to bed. When I woke up this morning I was desperate for a poo and a wee and I quickly made my way to the bathroom. I made it to the toilet and ripped my pyjama shorts and knickers down together leaving the door open and sat down on the toilet. I relaxed at both ends and peed like a racehorse into the toilet as a ton of soft poo plopped into the water. It didn't stop and the relief of it was so good I can't describe in words how good it felt. It took me a while to finish and when I looked in the toilet it was full of poo. I flushed it with my fingers crossed and luckily it all cleared leaving some heavy skid marks below the water. I then wiped my bottom four times and flushed the toilet again and pulled up my knickers and pyjamas and washed my hands before getting ready for work feeling so much better and four pounds lighter.
Thursday, June 26, 2025
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
This morning had a wee at 6am then went downstairs made tea sat in garden.After for cups I had to wee so went to camper and sat on the ADVENTURIDGE POTTIE.Over a minute weeing then the urg for a BM ,one minute later pushed and had a good shit .three loads four minutes then pulled toilet paper from holder on door then wipedGemma
Staying at Jess house
After Jess cam round mine after school her mum apparently decided I should stay the night round there's, she picked a couple of nights before we went away on another dance performance. After school I and Jess went round mine to collect my bag and then went around to Jess house. Her mum was there to greet us, we said our hellos and went upstairs to Jess's room, she had a double bed and an en-suite. We hung out there until dinner which we all picked at dinner, even her mum which explains why she was a tall thin lady as well. Jess and my excuse was we had a performance in a couple of days and needed a flat ???? for our leotards, not sure what her mum's reason was.
Me and Jess went back to her room after dinner, put PJs on and layed on the bed watching TV until late. The main bathroom was next to Jesses room and the walls were paper thin in the house, so I heard her mum go to bed and clean her teeth. I wasn't sleeping very well anyway so I heard her mum get up at about 4am and the bathroom door shut and lock, a quick wee then silence. Well for about an hour all I heard was muffled strains and then curse and a flush and she went back to bed.
After breakfast the Mum took us shopping and Jess was insistent we went the pharmacy and got Imodium so mum relented and that's what we got, once we'd done that there was a suddenly an urgency to get home, I didn't understand why until we got in the car and Jess asked to go to another shop and she was told no, we needed to go home. In the car the mum looked really uncomfortable and when we got home the mum just said to Jess can you stay downstairs for a while I need some privacy. Jess nodded and said don't worry Gemma has similar stomach issues to us so she gets it to which I was mortified.
Anyway after a couple of hours the mum came back downstairs and Jess said you're lucky, myself and Jess have got to force it tonight because we're going away. The mum says do you need an early dinner so you have time before bed and then turns to me and starts explaining that both her and Jess have a genetic condition that means they're both really constipated and need a long time in the bathroom, so have to plan around it.
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
Yesterday afternoon went to the G Y M then came home sat in the garden and had tea ,Tuna salad cheese sandwiches and yoghurt with bananas. After eating I sat until darkness as i was exhausted.
This mornings alarm I cancelled and as a result slept until eleven o clock I woke needing to wee so used the bedroom pottie .I went downstairs made some tea washed ,brushed my teeth ,went into garden and drank my tea then stood had a wee on the lawn back into house and made more tea which I took back to my seat in the garden .
Yesterday I collected some items from my lockup and left them in the van overnight.the items I took into the house ,once the van was cleared I pulled the ADVENTURIDGE POTTIE from the locker a quick rinse paper on back of bowl ,down with my shorts and pants and sat down then had a wee I sneezed then pooped I pushed then had a really good NUMBER TOO .I sat a few minutes dribbling wee then reached forward and tore sheets of toilet paper from the roll on the door and wiped
Friendly Responder
Response to Skidmarked's Survey
I am a very avid walker and walk practically every day. Walking is good for you.
My responses:
I am now a 51 year old man but have been reading this site since I was about 25. I've always been shy about this kind of stuff so I learned a lot here and how similar people are.
I wear colored underwear so I don't know if I leave skidmarks. I switched so that it I did, I would not see them lol.
My last one I'm not sure of because of the reason above.
The reason is likely because of sweat from walking or after sitting a while. I'd like to think I clean properly. Or sometimes it's because I wait to go because I'm scared of public restrooms.
I was a regular bed-wetter as a kid but if I drink alcohol, it could happen.
No to the other questions.
I hope this is helpful.Annie
Beach day interrupted by my bowels.
As I have mentioned before I have stomach issues, and sometimes there will be weeks where I am very inconsistent. Last week was one of those weeks unfortunately, and my family was on vacation. Saturday rolled around, and I had not had a BM for about 5 days. In the morning my stomach was hurting and felt very full, and I went to the toilet in our hotel room to try to get some relief. I was able to let some gas out, but I wasn't able to do anything else. I gave up after about 10 minutes and decided I would just wait and get ready for the day. After my family was awake we went to the beach, and we were having a good time, until around mid day when my stomach cramps returned. My stomach grumbled quietly, and I started to have sharp pains. At that point I excused myself, and went to find a public restroom. Fortunately there was one nearby, and for a beach restroom it was very clean, there were a lot of stalls probably 8, with about 3 occupied. I went down to the 5th one, and quickly sat down. I relaxed, and let out a few "pffpp" sounding farts, but nothing came out. I could feel a log turtleheading a bit, but it wouldn't come out on it's own so I started pushing. After a few minutes of gentle pushing, I started to lean over and push a little harder. More farts came out, and eventually my log started to move out. I went "uhhhhh" and I was able to push it out about halfway. My stomach cramped up, and the log shot out the rest of the way almost involuntarily. I sat for a minute or two, just resting and listening to the other ladies. There was a woman a stall down who was having diarrhea and groaning. My stomach cramped up again and I let out a soft snake and some gas. After awhile longer the woman to my right left, and a few other ladies who were peeing and washing their hands had also gone. I was alone in the bathroom, and my stomach was still feeling bloated, and grumbling so I leaned over again. "Uhhh" more vvpp farts, and more soft poop came out. At this point my poops weren't liquid, but they were getting very soft, and they would break up a bit when they hit the water. I was farting quite frequently in this phase. I was going "Unhhh" "braappbabapbap" "sploooop". The relief was amazing, and the toilet did not smell good at all. I looked between my legs, and I saw a bunch of small soft logs, it was starting to reach up a bit, so I stood up and flushed. I sat down again, and started rubbing my stomach and breathing. My phone dinged, so I took it out. It was my husband "hey babe you have been gone awhile what's up" I realized I had been gone for 15 minutes at this point. "I'm stuck on the toilet, I haven't gone in a few days so I'll be a bit" I responded. "Ok he said, take your time" I relaxed again, and bent over my thighs. "unhhh PFTT" more soft poop splooped out of me. *sploop sploop sploop. Braappp pfftt splooopp* "unnhh". After a few more minutes of trying to empty my bowels a girl took the stall next to me, and I started to hear peeing. I let out a few more waves of mushy poop and sighed. "Mom is that you" the girl asked, I looked down and recognized my daughters shoes. "Yeah I'm in here I said". She finished peeing and said she wanted me to come back out with her. "I will soon honey, I said I just need to finish pooping, my stomach is a bit upset so I will need awhile." She said ok, washed her hands and left. I started focusing on pushing again, because at this point I just wanted to get off the toilet and go back to my day. After 15 more minutes and several more waves of loose poop I finally started to feel empty. I let out a few more loud farts and crackling loads as I bent over and forced my stomach to expel the rest. As I finished up I texted my husband and told him my stomach makes me so mad sometimes, and I told him I don't care how constipated I am he needs to tell me to sit down, and just go every day, so I don't get backed up. He laughed and said he would try to remind me. After I finished I went back out, and we had a good rest of the day.Accidental Tourist
re: childhood memories
To Andreas re: childhood memories
I enjoyed reading about the insights you got about the power of your childhood memories. I think you hit on something important. My experience isn't exactly the same as yours but I think there are similarities. Up to around the age of 5, I frequently wet my pants. I would be outside playing and just go, not really caring. They usually weren't full-on wettings where I'd empty a full bladder, but there would be a saucer-sized wet spot on my crotch that was very noticeable. I didn't have poop accidents, only wettings. Eventually I'd go inside and my mother would change my pants. I don't remember her complaining about it but it frustrated my father. I think it had something to do with wanting intimate touch. I was no longer breastfeeding so getting changed was a way to be physically close to her.
This habit went on long enough that I can remember it clearly. Maybe if I'd stopped when I was younger and didn't recall it, it would not have become a fetish.
I was old enough at the age of six to recognize that peeing or pooping my pants wasn't the "right thing to do". I had a wetting accident on the school bus coming home from a field trip to the circus which was very upsetting. I must have needed to pee for some time and then someone said something funny and I laughed and lost control - that was a full on wetting, pee running off the seat onto the floor and my seatmate frantically trying to get out of the way.
But it wasn't long after that that I began to fantasize about accidents and experimenting: moving over on my bed to the side against the wall and peeing enough to make a largish wet spot, then covering it up and waiting for it to dry. When I was in the eighth grade, I pooped in my underwear in the back yard just to see what it felt like. As I got older and learned to do my own laundry, I got more daring. Once my mom caught me with a turd in my pants after school and I admitted that I'd done it on purpose. She said it was probably an act of rebellion, but I never felt that way. It was a combination of the comfy feeling of wet or poopy pants, the fantasy of losing control and returning to childhood when I had no control, and the thrill of keeping it all a secret.
But as you say, definitely tied to feelings of vulnerability and safety.
I also wanted to respond to "skidmarked's" survey:
Are you a man or woman? Man
Age? Over 60
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear? Yes, often
When was your last skid mark? yesterday
What reasons you get skid marks? Mostly it's because I have hemorrhoids so I start bleeding if I wipe myself too much. I have to wait a while until I'm sure the bleeding has stopped, and then finish wiping. Usually I already have a skidmark by then.
Do you call underwear panties? If so why? no
Last time you wet the bed? Roughly 30 years ago; once before that as an adult. I wet the bed a lot up to the age of 5 or so.
Have you ever pooped your pants as an grownup? Yes
If so, when was the last time and why? Last week. I like to do it and I had an opportunity as my wife was away.
Have you ever peed your pants as a grownup? Yes
If so when was the last time and why? Last week. I do so as often as I can get away with it.
Annie
Annoying Diarrhea
Annoying diarrhea incident a few days ago.
Lately my IBS has been causing me to be more constipated, so I have been conscious to eat lots more fiber, and I occasionally take laxatives if I am worried I am getting backed up, unfortunately sometimes this causes me to have sudden diarrhea, which is very annoying. Last night I hadn't gone in a couple days, and we ate Mexican food, my stomach hurt, so I took a laxative. The next morning I woke up and my stomach was on FIRE. I ran to the bathroom, threw my pants down and exploded. It went vvvvppppppbbbttttt, and diarrhea splashed into the bowl so forcefully it stained the back. I groaned and put my head in my hands. After the initial wave I sat on the toilet, with occasional groans, and splashes of diarrhea. I felt nauseous and was burping as well. All of this noise pretty quickly woke my husband up. He came to the door and said, "babe are you ok?" "No" I replied. "My stomach hurts really bad, I'll be in here for awhile". "Ok he said, but I thought you were going to take the kids to school". "I was planning on it I said, but now I'm stuck on the toilet with diarrhea" "ok" he said If you don't feel better pretty soon I'll take them. I said "unnhhh thank you" and blasted the toilet again. I know he didn't mean anything by it, but it was kind of funny to me that he could hear me having awful diarrhea, and burping, and he thought I would still be able to take the kids. All in all that morning I was on the toilet for just less than an hour, with waves of diarrhea. It was extremely painful. There would be minutes where I would be sitting there shaking my leg and moaning, and nothing would come out, and then other some minutes where it was almost non stop, stomach rolling, waves of diarrhea, with an occasional burp just for good measure. I am really glad it's over, and I will say that if anyone on here has IBS they should be careful with laxatives.Nytecat
Answers to Skidmarked from a walk survey
Are you a man or woman? Dude.
Age? 52.
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear? Yes. Maybe once or twice a month but it can vary wildly. Daily is possible under the "right" conditions.
When was your last skid mark? A week ago. I spent a long time on the toilet at work and I rushed wiping because was eager to return to my desk. The briefs I had on this day weren't anything special so I had no regrets.
What reasons you get skid marks? If I'm hot and sweaty or I'm having soft movements, those things increase the chances of skids forming.
Do you call underwear panties? If so why? Yes as it's the most common American term for women's underwear. I also call certain men's underpants that have no fly, no gusset, and a wider crotch for the equipment panties too because that's what they look like. For the record, I wear them both as well as men's briefs and boxers.
Last time you wet the bed? I want to say about 10 years ago. I had a little too much to drink and I woke up with a small but unmistakable wet patch on my briefs and bedsheets.
Have you ever pooped your pants as a grownup? I've unintentionally pooped in my pants four times as an adult, all within the last 12 years. I've also done it on many other occasions out of convenience or for the heck of it.
If so, when was the last time and why? About two months ago. Workplace changes and stress were getting to me and I had mushy, unpredictable bowels for an extended period. Most of the time it didn't cause any problems. But one day it managed to catch me off guard.
Have you ever peed your pants as a gownup? Yes, sort of.
If so when was the last time and why? It's what, approaching two years now? I went and urinated in the men's room before getting on a train. I was in a hurry and I thought it was all out. But as I walked away from the urinal, the rest trickled out into my underwear and jeans. It was enough to cause a visible wet spot on the front. Not the best way to begin a journey!
Leah
Survey (Skidmarked from a walk)
Hey all, I have a very embarrassing story which I will post soon, for now though is this survey from skidmarked.
Are you a man or woman?
I am a woman
Age?
33
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear?
Sometimes I do
When was your last skid mark?
Last week
What reasons you get skid marks?
My poos have been extremely messy recently, so I put it down to not wiping my bum fully even though I get through like, 50 sheets of paper.
Wet farts could be another reason...
Do you call underwear panties? If so why?
Yes, It depends if I am wearing thongs or panties. It sounds better than pants.
Last time you wet the bed?
Earlier in the year
Have you ever pooped your pants as an grownup?
Yes
If so, when was the last time and why?
A few months ago I think, I was suffering from diarrhea and couldn't get to a loo so I exploded in my shorts
Have you ever peed your pants as a gownup?
Yes
If so when was the last time and why?
Several months ago, I was very drunk one night and I wet the bed without realising, so nothing I would normally do.Jimmy
To Andreas and Skidmarked
To Andreas:
What percentage of your accidents were actual accidents? I ask because I started having accidents when I turned 8, but they were "accidents" not actual accidents. Even though I'm the oldest of my siblings, I was the last to actually potty train because I was stubborn. Once my youngest brother was toilet trained when I was six, I gave in and started using the toilet for poop but still frequently peed my pants and wore a pull up to bed.
When I turned 8, I really wanted to start pooping my pants again. So I came home from school the day after my birthday party and had my first "accident." A few weeks after that, school got out for the summer and I started shitting my pants every day. I peed in every pair of pants, too. My mom threatened to put me back in pull ups but never went through with it. I ended up being a lifelong pants shitter/pisser until I was 18, and even then I'd have periods where I didn't use the toilet at home.
Your post resonated with me in so many ways, especially the part about laying in bed and thinking about/remembering your accidents. I used to lay in bed and do the same thing after my brothers fell asleep. Sometimes we'd lay in the dark and talk about my messes with each other. I think they were trying to understand why I did it so much. But after they'd fall asleep, I'd think about it to myself and practically tell myself stories about my own day.
My parents and brothers still bring it up from time to time and I don't shy away from it. Like you, I feel a deep connection that I can't explain. One of my nephews has the same issue but luckily my brother and his wife don't punish him because they consider it hereditary.
To Skidmarked:
Are you a man or woman? Man
Age? 33
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear? Yes
When was your last skid mark? I have a pair of white briefs I've been wearing since Friday, and they've been skidmarked since that afternoon.
What reasons you get skid marks? It varies. Sometimes it's because I don't wipe well, or at all. Other times it's because I do it intentionally because I like how it feels to have a fresh poop stain. I always have.
Do you call underwear panties? If so why? Underwear or undies, because I always have.
Last time you wet the bed? I was 24
Have you ever pooped your pants as an grownup? Yes, often.
If so, when was the last time and why? I last pooped my pants about a month ago. I waited too long to get to the bathroom because I was working in the garage. Other times, I did it because I trusted a fart.
Have you ever peed your pants as a grownup? Yes
If so when was the last time and why? I peed in my backyard a couple weeks ago and thought I was finished. When I zipped up, a shot of pee came out and I just let it dry out. Later I had to go again and slowly dribbled it into my pants over the course of a couple hours. This is something I've done my whole life.Gemma
Jess issues at school
A few weeks later after the room sharing incident Jess had invited me to hang out at the park after school, she was insistent I joined her little group, I was less keen but on the other hand I was apparently untouchable at school now so I agreed. This was all arranged in the morning before school started, just before lunch Jess's tone had changed, apparently the park was off - no reason given. Over lunch break one of her friends dared to ask why she couldn't make it and was told it was none of her business but she had to go straight home and I was coming with her, news to me.
Anyway after lunch break we sat together in science and Jess was asking if it was ok for me to come over hers, I had nothing better to do anyway. Well the final bell rang and we started walking home, Jess seemed quite slow but was chatting, she was saying her mum always keeps asking why she never brings anyone round after school so she thought she would and she could trust me.
We got to her house and the door was locked, mum had gone out and Jess was frantically foraging in her bag for a key - no luck apparently. By this point she was swearing and cursing and then says can she come round mine. I said yes but what about the urgent thing she needed to home for, to which she replied she would it'll wait. Well we got round mine and into the bedroom and Jess unbuttoned her trousers and took her shirt off, she started to gossip about her gang, I generally agreed (I dare not at this stage). After about 20 minutes Jess asked if I could show her where the bathroom was and could I come with her. Anyway we got inside with me thinking she'll have a wee and and leave, well she looked up and down and turned around and hugged me, I knew you would, you're a life saver. She then says do you need a wee because I'm going to be while so you might as well sit on the bath. I had my wee and flushed and she sat down and her wee started.
We sat there chatting and she says now you know why I couldn't go to the park, I'm just so glad your bathroom is clean a suitable, she went on to complain about one of her friends bathroom and why she never has any of them round, suddenly she stops the conversation and stares straight forward and her ???? tenses up, plop.. god I needed that all day she says. She starts talking again, she was moaning this was her first poop in 2 weeks and how one of her friends goes every day at school - how gross is that she says. She then tenses up again and another plop, she'd been on the toilet about an hour by now, she was saying sorry she wasn't much company but she's been holding on all day. Jess lent forward and scrunched her face up, she was holding her breath and shaking, another plop, my mum called and asked if Jess was staying for dinner, I said yes without asking to which Jess mouthed thank you. Jess scrunched her face again and another plop, well 2 actually and she sighed, we'd been there about 2 hours, she started wiping and said that should be enough to get me through until I get home.
Mina
cat hole
Dear Lea,
We don't surprise at all your mistake! 6 inches, that is 15 centimetres. If it is one of us, 30 centimetres (12 inches) is minimum maybe. Our answer to Kate's sorry question is, Yes We Always Sh*t That Much! You and Kate are both very healthy, you defecated very very healthy motion. Perhaps next summer there will be violets and hollyhock grow up from your mierda because mierda is very good fertiliser. You had better to go and see, in 2026. Then tell to this site what you found.
We are really really happy that you had so good defecate both of you. And we are happy to read you again because we were miss you so much.
We have story about Hisae, she did defecate which fill 30 centimetre of cat hole with no trouble. But we tell next time.
Love to everyone. We hope you all have wonderful defecate and wonderful happy life.
Chakamami Family
Lena S.
Huge dumps at Nascar
Hi everyone, it's been a while!
You might remember my friend Katie from one of my older posts, we took an unplanned dump together, and I had to go in a garbage can, it was embarrassing! We're best friends though so talking about the bathroom is definitely not off limits, especially after that experience together. Katie and I went to the Poconos this past Sunday for the Nascar race. We stopped for breakfast sandwiches when we woke up at 5 that morning, and got to the track around 10:30am. The race ended up having a delayed start due to weather, which was fine because it was extra time to tailgate and party. The only bathrooms available were the porta potties in the parking lot, and we had both gone quite a few times to pee, thankfully they were pretty clean. I made burgers on my portable grill, and was switching between vodka and beer as the heat started to roll in.
By around 3:00, lines started to form to get into the grandstands, so we packed up the car and got ready to head in. Katie squatted down to fold the table legs up, and I heard a loud, bubbly, wet sounding fart practically fly out of her jean shorts. "Dude, this isn't good, the lines are so long now and I'm gonna have to poop," she said. My stomach was starting to ache and feel full a little, but beer always makes me very gassy so I didn't think much of it. By the time we started to walk to the stand entrance, Katie was almost doubled over, with both hands on her sides, and I could definitely feel a massive shit brewing. Katie let out a giant wet fart again as we approached the line, she's not very shy but I was surprised she let one rip right near everyone. The line moved decently quick but by the time there were around 5 people in front of us I really started to have to go, and Katie had one hand on her stomach and one on her butt. "I'm so embarrassed, I don't think I can hold it any longer!" she whispered in desperation, and a cloud of her fart smell wafted over us. We both brought a change of clothes, but I'm sure Katie really didn't want to poop her pants in front of everyone. I tagged on my own really ripe fart, and the guy behind us said "damn, that reeks" under his breath. We were in such dire straits to poop but that made us both blush and feel a little proud.
Finally, we were up and two toilets opened up at the same time. We rushed in, and I locked the door and let out a huge fart in my jean shorts, I could feel my poop starting to rush out behind it. I heard Katie rip her shorts down and immediately start pushing out a few wet sounding logs, they splatted one after another into the pit. I got my shorts down and a huge rush of pee came out with another giant fart. Katie responded by ripping a huge fart, and crackling out more loose sounding poop. My stomach started to turn, and I farted again. My butt sealed the hole over the toilet pretty well. I grunted and let out a massive, hot, snake like log, it felt so good and was really crackling loud. It broke off and I moaned with relief, it felt so so good as my gut emptied out. Katie moaned and farted again, it sounded like really mushy poop splashing into the water. We both started wiping around the same time, my butt was super messy and I used a ton of toilet paper, but I threw it to the side in the pit so the next person could see my creation. It stunk to high heaven in there, and was probably close to 100 degrees out by now. Katie came out about 20 seconds after me, and we were both dripping in sweat, but so relieved. The race ended up going off without a hitch once it dried out a little bit.
Thanks for reading, I hope everyone is doing well, happy pooping!
Ethan R
Constipated and going to camp
Hello all! I've been reading this site for a month or so now, and have finally gathered the courage to share. I'm 17 and later today will go to one of my favorite camps(unnamed for privacy.) I'm autistic and have ADHD and this camp is solely for kids and young adults with disabilities. Enough background, moving on!
Whenever I go to camp(or anywhere else really) I often struggle to poop. I think this is because of my younger days when I was too shy to use the bathroom at school(I do virtual school now) and would have accidents quite often. So, in hopes of being able to poop at this week-long sleepaway camp, I'm going to take a cup or two of miralax. If and when I do go, I'll make an update. If any of you all have stories about pooping or peeing at a camp, please share!
Tuesday, June 24, 2025
STEPHEN.P
Today is SundaY .this morning I woke at 9am and had to have a NUMBER TOO so pulled down my pants and sat on the VOLRATH bed pan immedietley had a wee then put my hands on the mattress and pushed had a good poop
which took four minutes.
Wiped with four sheets of SHADES kitchen towel then dressed and went downstairs ,out to the bonfire and emptied the pan,then washed under the water butt,and left to dry.One hour ago I took the pan back to the bedroom and fitted a newspaper lining.
I felt the urge for a BM so sat on the bed pulled down my shorts and pants and sat on the bedpan and done my SUNDAY EVENING NUMBER TOO then wiped with four sheets of SHADES KITCHEN TOWEL.The pan I emptied in the bonfire then lit the bonfire,washe the pan in the water butt and left to dry.Jimmy
Hide and Seek
I recently posted about the time I pooped in the pool at the aquatic center as a kid. At the time I was eight and having daily incidents with poop and pee, so my parents and little brothers came to expect it from me. A day or two after the pool incident, I was playing hide and seek with my brothers. We lived in a walnut orchard in the Central Valley of California so we played a lot of hide and seek and tag.
My youngest brother Jake was four at the time, and he and I were hiding from our other brother Kyle who was six. We found a spot to hide near dad's barn where he parked all the equipment and kept all the pesticides. We slipped behind it and I felt the urge to take a shit wash over me. I mentioned to Jake that I had to go and he told me to go inside.
I remember telling him, "I don't want to" and then I crapped my pants. As soon as the seat of my tighty whities filled up, piss started flooding down my legs and he took off to tell my mom what I'd done. Kyle found me behind the barn still taking a shit and went inside to tell on me too.
Mom brought me inside and making me soak in the tub, then she sent me back outside in clean britches that I pissed in a few times before we got called in for supper.Andreas
The significance of childhood memories
I had many poop accidents during my childhood up until I was 10 or so. When it happened, I was changed by a parent, usually my father. I grew very fascinated by the memories of those accidents, and I would think about them as a kind of ritual before falling asleep. Every single night! I am now in my fourties, and sometimes, I still revisit those memories.
(It did eventually become sexual, but it started way earlier, when I was 7 or so.)
I have never spoken to anyone about this fascination. But a few days ago, I decided to tell ChatGPT about it. And before I knew it, I had been chatting with a computer for more than an hour. This topic really does touch on something deep.
What I learned, mainly by figuring it out by myself while writing, was this: The memory of those accidents is me remembering the most vulnerable yet safe moments of my childhood. Poop accidents felt humiliating, but I was never judged or scolded, but taken care of. These memories carry a strong feeling of acceptance and vulnerability. I guess that is why they have always felt so powerful. I have often waited for them to grow fainter and loose importance, but they never did.Ethan R
Constipated and going to camp
Hello all! I've been reading this site for a month or so now, and have finally gathered the courage to share. I'm 17 and later today will go to one of my favorite camps(unnamed for privacy.) I'm autistic and have ADHD and this camp is solely for kids and young adults with disabilities. Enough background, moving on!
Whenever I go to camp(or anywhere else really) I often struggle to poop. I think this is because of my younger days when I was too shy to use the bathroom at school(I do virtual school now) and would have accidents quite often. So, in hopes of being able to poop at this week-long sleepaway camp, I'm going to take a cup or two of miralax. If and when I do go, I'll make an update. If any of you all have stories about pooping or peeing at a camp, please share!Mina
Mina is forgetful
Hi Everyone, I forgot to tell you something really wanted to tell you about our last buddy defecate in shopping mall.
Quite long time ago I wrote that we angry to see notice on screen, "You have been here 15 minutes! You have to go out!" But, this message was change. Now it says, "Time spent 15 min+. Please rest and relax if you are not feeling well." Mina took photo. It is nice message. We were all feeling well tho' not perfect because our bottoms still saying, "we are still full!" Kanon was not feeling well maybe. We are happy this change. We rested and relaxed. Like many people in this site say, "Defecate as long time as you like!"
We hope everybody have wonderful defecate take time which they want.
Love to Everyone.
Chakamami FamilyMina
unsympathetic boss
Dear Emma2,
We all hope that one day your boss will understand that our bottoms, and yonis or lingams, don't always listen to us. They do things their own way, and force their content out of us even we are not ready, sometimes. We think it is criminal to stop people going to toilet when they are really need to go. You were quite right to go when you need, with not listening your boss. And we were happy to know you had great relief when you released your enormous defecate. We hope your boss has sudden attack of diarrhoea during work one day. then she will understand how you feel.
We are lucky with our bosses, they are kind and they never talk about "break time". They trust us to work hard when we are not defecating. So we work hard to make them happy about their trust. Mina's boss is very very kind. So Mina work hard for her (and Mari too). Top boss in company Maho and Kazuko work said to lower bosses, always allow workers go to loo when they need, so long as it don't create a disaster in office when they go.
We are keeping crossed our fingers for you.
Love to everyone.
Chakamami FamilyLEA
Sharing a cathole again
So a couple of years ago I posted a story about sharing a cathole with my friend Rachel. I thought it was funny so why not repeat it? I met a new girl at my gym called Kate. Kate is new in town & willing to make new friends. When I told her that I like backcountry camping she got very exited & asked if she could come along next time I go. I said sure I will organize a trip. So I organized a trip by myself for the first time!
So on a weekend we drove to the trail head. We stopped at a rest stop on the way to get some drinks. We both got coffees & fresh water. I said let's use the restroom while we're at it & Kate said good idea! We took two stalls next to each other. We both peed a lot & I farted! I decided to push to see if I could poop & I managed to pass some pebbles. Kate asked uh oh this coffee is working on you right & I answered yes but it seems that I'm a little constipated. I asked her what about you isn't the coffee working? She answered no it's weird I missed my usual morning BM this morning because I had to rush! Then we wiped & washed our hands & left.
We parked at the trail head & I asked Kate do you want to use the outhouse before we leave & she said hell no it looks disgusting! So we started hiking with our gear. She is a very fast hiker so we had a good workout. We stopped for lunch & I said before we eat I need to pee can you please stand watch for me? Kate said sure & she stood by my side as I peed. I could not contain a fart so I said sorry Kate. When I was done I asked her do you have to go as well & she said actually yes & she squatted down & peed while I stood watch for her. She peed a lot because she hydrated well! I commented lol you're peeing a river & she giggled yes I really had to go as well.
We had some snacks for lunch & I was thinking that Kate must be feeling quite full if she hadn't had a shit that day. At least I felt very full. We hiked during the afternoon as well & I farted many times & I was sure Kate did as well because I smelled it. We arrived at a nice camping spot in the late afternoon & we set camp. It was not a camp site so there were no amenities! I said Kate it is tradition to define a bathroom spot so what about behind this big rock? Kate said that's a great idea & I go for a pee right away! I said don't flood the place & she laughed! Then we had a big pasta dinner b/c we were starving.
We were very tired so we decided to go to sleep right away. We brushed our teeth & then went for a last pee together. While I was squatting I felt that I was due for a big poop but it was not ready yet. Then we went to sleep.
I woke up early in the morning & I needed to go to the bathroom for both things! So I got dressed & went behind the rock. I peed & farted immediately but I decided to hold my poop for later. I barely managed to hold it! Then I went back to the tent & made coffee but I didn't drink it b/c it would cause me having an accident right away! Then Kate woke up. I said gm do you want some coffee & she said gm yes please!
Not even one minute late Kate said this coffee is hitting me like a wall of bricks. I said do you know how to dig a cathole & she said no so I said don't worry I'll show you because I have to go too. So we went behind the rock & I started digging a hole but it took ages b/c the soil was so hard. She asked are you nearly done because I really have to go & I said soon & it should be 6 inches deep. But I saw her squirming so I gave up & said it's okay you can use that one so she pulled down her pants & squatted over it immediately. She wasted no time & started peeing & farting & shitting immediately. She was facing away from me but she was still cute with her two blonde French braids. Her poop was growing & then it touched the bottom of the hole. Kate said you were right the hole needs to be deep! I said yes for sure but that's crazy! Her poop broke off but she started passing more logs & they were getting smoother & smoother. Her poop was so big that it made her pant & grunt lightly. I said OMG Kate I can't believe you're still going & she answered lol these Clif bars are doing quite a number on me! Seeing her shit only made me want to go more but there was no way to dig another cathole in time.
I asked Kate are you nearly done b/c I'm about to mess my pants & she said aren't you digging a cathole for yourself & I said no there's no time for that! She grunted gently one more time & said OK I think I'm done & she moved over. I squatted over the cathole that was already almost filled! My shit felt so good coming out because I held it for so long. Kate was done wiping & became self-conscious & said OMG I can't believe you just saw me having a huge shit so I answered well you're seeing me shit right now so I guess we're even. She said I'm sorry to ask but do you always shit that much? I answered lol no but I was a little backed up yesterday so there is more today. I also felt a bit self-conscious because Kate could see me being stretched open by a huge shit! I said sorry you have to witness that & I grunted lightly & she answered no big deal I know how this feels.
Then I was done & wiped & the cathole was more than filled! I commented well that's too bad but there's no way to cover that & Kate laughed. We had made massive heap! We returned to the tent.
We had breakfast & it was good. Then we packed up our stuff & got ready to hike back. Before leaving we decided to have a last pee. We went behind the rock. Our poop mound was now covered in flies! We giggled. We squatted side by side & started peeing. Kate farted & then some soft poop oozed out of her! She said oops I didn't expect that! I laughed & said dang girl how come there's anything left in you & she said I didn't know I had to go more but I always go after breakfast! I said the squatting position surely helps & she answered it slipped right out! We wiped & then we left.
We got back to the trail head & we had to pee again after the hike. We went to the outhouse but it was very stinky! I said no way I'm getting in I'd rather go behind the outhouse & Kate said I agree. So we squatted side by side & had another pee on the dusty soil. Then we drove home.
Skidmarked from a walk
questions
Are you a man or woman?
Age?
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear?
When was your last skid mark?
What reasons you get skid marks?
Do you call underwear panties? If so why?
Last time you wet the bed?
Have you ever pooped your pants as an grownup?
If so, when was the last time and why?
Have you ever peed your pants as a gownup?
If so when was the last time and why?Gemma
Stay with Jess continued
As I run out of time in my last post I'll continue here.
I was lying on the bed while Jess was in the bathroom, half an hour had passed of total silence, I never really thought anything of it as it takes me ages when I finally go. Jess then calls out asking if I'm asleep to which I replied and a missive sigh from Jess and the toilet flushes and she comes out. She lies on her bed and moans she couldn't go.
Well I had a stomach ache so I asked Jess if she'd finished using the bathroom for a while and minded if I used it. She was like go ahead so I got in there and did my pre poop wee and then sat pushing trying to be as quiet as possible. Well after about 20 minutes my first pebble dropped and I couldn't help but sigh, while I was catching my breath Jess suddenly asks if I'm ok, I said yes and she was like how long are you going to be, I replied sorry about another hour or so. Jess was suddenly full of herself again and was asking if this was normal for me. After another 20 minutes my next pebble was ready to come out so I give another push and plop into the toilet. Jess asked if I could take a break so she could try again, I wiped and opened the door, Jess came in and as I was about to leave her face changed and said are you done? I said no but I was giving you privacy, Jess was like no need, I only don't like anyone knowing how long it takes and what happens when I go but you seem to have the same issues as me so not overly worried.
Jess sat down and her stomach was so big and bloated, well she shut her eyes and tensed her whole body, her face went bright red, she gasped and then the tiniest pebble plopped and her whole body sighed. She was breathless but whispered sorry Gemma you won't tell anyone will you. With that the cycle started again after a few minutes break. After she'd done that she got up and said you can finish now as I've done enough to relieve my stomach and I'll continue once your finished to which I said it'll take me few hours, are you sure you'll be ok or take turns.. she was up for taking turns and started to crouch down with her stomach tensed, while I pushed mine out. It took us all night but we both felt so much better for it. Jess thanked me as she was panicking how she was going to have a poo as her stomach was agony. Suddenly in Jesse's eyes I was her best friend.
Thunder
Sweet Blessed Relief
Toilet stool readers this story may sound boring but it was not to me . My occupational therapist has encouraged me to carry my portable bidet and today I had it in my office bad concealed in a brown paper shopping bag . I could not manage a poo this morning……. Not enough energy to push ! I went to a client and started work and after a while the urge arose. I got my brown paper bag ( and bidet within) and went to one of the unisex toilets . There was a foot stool so I put it by the toilet to place my feet on , which I did . I removed my trousers and Depends and sat bare bum on the toilet seat . Out it came …. A great volume of soft poo! Oh what a blessed sweet relief ! I finished up with my portable bidet .
STEPHEN.P
Back from the gym last night made some tea to tired to drink the full mug went to bed.Had a wee during night in bedroom pottie .phone alarm woke me had a wee then went downstairs to kitchen.
I made two mugs of tea ,sat in chair to drink then had to have a NUMBER TOO so went to the campervan sat on the ADVENTURIDGE pottie and had a good crapp it was most enjoyable with the sun shining through the windowsBlamer
Blamed my bestie, oops
For as long as I can remember, I've produced very large and dense logs, especially for a girl. They're usually about 2" wide. Well, in college most of us had to live in older houses with bad plumbing. My best friend and I shared one of the bathrooms. She's one of those people with a high metabolism who can poop more than her small size makes you think.
Well finally, as much as I tried to avoid pooping in that bathroom and use the more powerful campus toilets instead, the urge hit while I was at home. It was a typical big log that I knew might not flush. My logs are usually too dense to "pinch" so that doesn't work.
I crossed my fingers and tried to flush. It appeared to go down surprisingly, but then the flush fizzled out. It was partly clogged. But the bowl looked empty if you didn't try to flush, and I had class or something, so I just left it.
That night I came home to my bestie and our other friend messing with the toilet in a panic. Apparently my bestie had pooped in that toilet while I was gone and thought she had completely clogged it. Our other friend knew how to unclog them and she had called this friend for help.
It was clear that, while large, her poop had not been the only source of the clog. But I played dumb and let them figure out how to unclog it.
To this day I have never told her I was the culprit, and we still laugh about how she must have taken a mega dump that day.
Sunday, June 22, 2025
STEPHEN.P
Today is SundaY .this morning I woke at 9am and had to have a NUMBER TOO so pulled down my pants and sat on the VOLRATH bed pan immedietley had a wee then put my hands on the mattress and pushed had a good poop
which took four minutes.
Wiped with four sheets of SHADES kitchen towel then dressed and went downstairs ,out to the bonfire and emptied the pan,then washed under the water butt,and left to dry.One hour ago I took the pan back to the bedroom and fitted a newspaper lining.
I felt the urge for a BM so sat on the bed pulled down my shorts and pants and sat on the bedpan and done my SUNDAY EVENING NUMBER TOO then wiped with four sheets of SHADES KITCHEN TOWEL.The pan I emptied in the bonfire then lit the bonfire,washe the pan in the water butt and left to dry.
Taylor
Reply to Elvia
I've seen a similar problem but from the other side. Mom went to the bathroom with her daughter, let her daughter go first and then they switched places. Daughter decided she didn't want to be in the toilet anymore and left the stall with Mom still on the pot!Nytecat
Regarding ADHD and autism.
Hi Denise! I'm glad to see that you're in much better spirits now. During your earlier post where you described your latest accident, you seemed very distraught. I never saw that tone in any of your other entries. Despite your willingness to share your prior history, you were reluctant to tell about this newest episode. It sounds like you're making progress now. No matter what, don't let it define who you are. In the big scheme of things, bathroom accidents are trivial. I don't know why we're indoctrinated to think it's the end of the world when they occur.
A number of recent participants have talked about having ADHD or autism and how it affects their ability to make it to the toilet on time. At 52, I've never had a formal diagnosis of either. But I do share some of the traits associated with these conditions. Does it impact my ability to avoid bathroom accidents? Other than a delayed "mastery" of timely bathroom trips, I don't believe so. And while I've unintentionally pooped my pants a few times as a grown up, none of them seem to be due to being hyper focused, out of touch with my body, or overstimulated the way many of these accounts describe.
As I've said in previous posts, I struggled for a few years after I was potty trained. But somewhere between my sixth and seventh birthday, I went from being accident prone to essentially accident free. During that time, I broke my left leg and I had a cast out on which went from my foot to the top of my thigh. I thought for sure that would lead me to load my white Carter's boys' briefs even more often than I already did. Instead, I somehow pulled through the entire two months accident free. I continued to do well after the cast was taken off. Maybe I simply outgrew my problem. The only exception came as a 9 year old in third grade. I had a bad stretch with three accidents during and right after a bout with norovirus. Mom assured me those weren't my fault. I agree. As anyone who experienced it firsthand or reads these pages knows, it's very easy to be taken short when we're sick.
Still, I have my limitations. A lot of posts here describe being able to hold back a need to poop for many hours and even days. I've never been able to do that. When the first urge to do number 2 is felt, I can usually fight it off twice. The feeling diminishes for maybe 20 to 40 minutes each time and then returns. But the third time I try to resist, my stomach growls angrily in protest and I know my time is short. Altogether, excluding false alarms, I estimate that I can hold a "healthy" poop for two hours. Maybe a little more. But if my bowels are unsettled, there can be much less time to work with.
There is some good news. I don't know if my brain is doing something right or if I'm just very lucky. But generally when the need for a poo arises, I'm at home, work, or another setting like a shopping mall where toilets aren't hard to access. If I'm in a car, plane, or train, I hardly ever need to do more than urinate. I have had to poop a handful of times on coast to coast flights and Amtrak rides lasting 5 hours or more. It's like I enter a kind of travel mode and the need to use the lavatory is delayed. Sometimes even my bladder can last longer. However, there was a time I tried to catch a commuter train that didn't have toilets onboard. Due to the ticket vending machine not accepting my card, I wasn't able to get on. This was a blessing in disguise because about 10 minutes later, my stomach started doing flip flops and I knew I was in big trouble. I raced to the nearest Union Station men's room, entered the cubicle, slammed the door shut, pulled my jeans and briefs out of the way, and sat down. I exploded into that poor toilet with barely a second to spare, whew!Thunder
Mina & Kazu regularity
I started the day with a big soft poo and it is now early afternoon and I had another poo at work. I have a bidet at home and a portable (hand held ) bidet at work which I conceal in my coat.
On the subject of how many times one should poo...I was talking to a youngish lady who said she never had a BM at work. She said the upon waking up she has a large glass of warm water and sits on the toilet and that is it for the day...she goes once a day and that is it.
As for me I can go a few days without a BM and then have four or sometimes (rarely)five BM's in a day.
Once I went away hand had been very constipated for a long time. I arrived late morning...had a big lunch of salads etc , did an exercise class, had a walk and felt very relaxed. I had a big high fiber tea of vegetables etc and a bit later sat on the toilet and with a lot of effort and straining produced a very big motion. From that time (the next day ) I did 9 motions within 24 hours. They were all large or almost large and they were reasonably firm. I felt so much better.
Mina & Kazu....have as many BM's as you need .
I note you are all going to have a colonoscopy and you saw my previous post about the reluctance to perform a colonoscopy. What is recommended is a stool sample to check for blood. Also a list of questions about bowel issues....abdominal pain...passing mucous...unintentional weight loss....unusual tiredness is taken to account by the doctors.
Keep us updated !
Thanks Mina & Kazu
ThunderThunder
Poop in the News
There is a murder trial right at the moment where the defendant , Erin Patterson ( a 50 year old female) is accused of feeding her guest she entertained to lunch with poisonous mushrooms.
There were four persons including herself at the lunch.
Three died and had violent diarrhoea after eating the mushrooms and eventually had organ failure and died a few weeks later. One guest survived but spent week in hospital.
Ms Patterson did not die but reported diarrhoea in detail.
The prosecutors assert that Ms Patterson did not eat the poisonous mushrooms but rather non - poisonous mushrooms.
Toilet stool readers might like to google up this case as it is full of poop stories...if the jury thinks they are stories she might e found guilty...if they think they are not stories but the truth she might be found not guilty.
Monday, June 16, 2025
STEPHEN.P
Drove home yesterday after a day at a car show had some tea fell asleep in the chair .Woke went up to bedroom sat on THETFORD 245 POTTIE and pooped then got into bed.Had a wee several times during night using the wee pottie THETFORD ELEGANCE.
Woke at six am and sat on bed pan and done a NUMBER TOO it was a large load and felt really good then wiped with four sheets of SHADES KITCHEN TOWEL