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Friday, August 25, 2017

Karen's stinky day.

Warning!: If you don't like a girl having diarrhea, groaning while rubbing her belly, and farts, this story isn't your cup of tea (Also, this is my first story, so no hate please haha)

Driving into the taco bell drive thru, 19 year old Karen happily orders 3 burritos and a side of nachos and cheese. As the woman says for her to pull up to get her food, Karen gets a little more than excited. Stopping right behind the car in front of her, Karen rubs her groaning belly. "I sure am going to have a nice dinner tonight" Pulling out of the taco bell drive through after she gets her food, she holds her gurgling belly and drives back home, thinking about how she was going to mess her panties tonight.

As she pulled into her drive way, she felt her tummy rumble in hunger. Ggrrrggllee "Oh shush, I'm about to feed you now" she smiles while grabbing her food and walks into her house. Setting down her keys and purse, she takes her bra and shorts off and heads to the kitchen. "Because I plan on having a big gassy night, I should probably drink some milk with my dinner". Knowing that she was lactose intolerant, she grabs a huge cup of milk and walks into the living room with her food. She turns on the TV, gets out her food and starts eating her first burrito. "Mmmhhh, this is so amazing!" Practically, moaning in ecstasy, she chows down on her second burrito and drinks the milk to wash it down. GUURRRGGLLEEE! She ignore the gurgling in her belly and continues to eat her 3rd burrito and nachos.

Soon after eating everything and washing it all down by chugging the rest of her milk, she throws the cup to the side and grabs her belly. "Ohhhh mannn. That milk is already getting to me." Rubbing her belly, she feels all of the food churning inside of her, creating a great amount of feces and gas. As Karen rubs her belly, she feels a little bit of gas filling up her rectum. Grabbing her butt, she leans to the side.
PRRRRFFFT!
"Ahhhhhh, that felt amazing" She giggles to herself and gets up, heading to her cupboard in the bathroom. "How about we add a little more liquid into this?." Grabbing her liquid laxative, she opens it and chugs it down. Buurrrrrppp! "Oooffff, excuse me" Karen walks out of the bathroom holding her belly that is now making audible gurgles and letting out loud wet farts.
BRRRTTTTTT!
SSSPPPPAAARRTTT!
SSPPLLLLUUURRTTT!
Karen gasps, but giggles soon afterward. "Oh no... Seems like that one had a bit a liquid added on"  Going into her room, she looks into her tall mirror and turns around, giggling at the brown spot on her panties. "How about we literally shake things up a bit?" Grabbing her belly, she shakes it up, causing all the contents in her belly to mix into each other and immediately giving her more gas than ever.
PGGHGHGHGLLRRRT
PFFFFRRRRTTT!
BBBBLLLOOORRTTTR!
SSSSSPPPLLLLAAAATTTT!
Immediately, she puts her hand to her butt and feels the diarrhea oozing out. Pulling down her panties, she takes her hand away from her butt and looks in the mirror, grabbing her belly, gripping it tight and pushing on it as hard as she can, she groans but smiles at her upset, rumbling, gurgling tummy and starts pushing out her diarrhea toward her bed.
"OHHH YEAAHH!"
SPPPPLLOOSSHSHHH!
PFFFRRTTTTSSSHHH
BBBLLOOORTTT
"Ah, man this feels so good!" Karen leans forward a little more, pushing on her lower intestine that was gurgling like mad and continues poring out diarrhea.
*knock knock*
Karen quickly stops her diarrhea explosion and stops gripping her belly, putting a hand in her buttcrack and clenching to hold back the storm.
"Karen?! Are you home? Remember, we are supposed to do movie night! Why does it smell so bad?! Are you doing what I think your doing?!"
Karen opens her eyes widely. "Oh shit! I forgot Sophie was coming over!" She starts to panic as her butt begins to quiver and her stomach begins to gurgle loudly.
"Shit shit shit shit!" Trying to walk to the bathroom, Karen grabs her robe and slowly removes her hand from her buttcrack, waddling to shut her bedroom door and walk over to the front door. She slowly opens it and sees Sophie.
"FFFFEEWWWW! Karen! What the hell were you doing?! " Sophie waves a hand in her face and tries to look inside.
Karen feels herself begin to sweat as she farts slightly and a bit of diarrhea oozes out. "O-oh nothing! Just h-had a bit of gas." Karen tries to smile and move her foot, But she accidentally moved her foot back toward the door, hitting the door back into her tummy and causing her to bend forward and unclenching her buttchecks. Diarrhea starts spewing ALL through the living room and on the walls.
SPPPOORRRRTTTT!
SSPPPLLLAAATTTTSSSS.
PPOORRRFFFTTTT!!
After watching Karen groan and the diarrhea spew out of her for about 10 more minutes, Sophie looked up in astonishment. Karen get up slowly, letting farts out along the way and making a crooked smile "Soo.... Heh.. Will you help me clean up?"
Sophie just kept looking is astonishment and then started laughing. "THAT WAS AWESOME! THIS IS WHY YOUR MY FRIEND"
Karen just smiled and shook her head, slightly laughing. "So I'm guessing thats a yes that you will help me"
"Hell yeah I will!" Sophie yells and walks inside with Karen.
(So basically if you didn't get it, Sophie is also into the same thing and is always there for her friend. Haha. I should be making a story with her as well soon. Thank for reading and leave comments below 😊)

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Sup facepunch





So there was this girl in high school that I had an obsessive crush on. Her name was Sara and she was perfect. We shared a few classes such as physics and German and a few others. At this point in time, I had just turned 17 and she was 15, although we were still in the same year or grade. She was a short skinny girl with blonde hair put into a high pony tail and had a fringe of a few long hairs that hung down the sides of her face which she was always blowing out of the way. My god why don't girls my age these days have hair cuts like that? I never see those schoolgirl hairstyles anymore.

She had a skinny teen body that wasn't too curvy yet, petite breasts that could easily fit into a hand, and the most perfect small rounded ass, and very pale white skin. The school uniform for the girls consisted of dark green school pants and green jumper which was generally unflattering, but on her these pants always seemed to be too tight, showing off the perfect roundness.

Like her breasts, her ass was the perfect handful size. I'd had a crush on Sara for a long time now, and with my current social standing at school and lack of self esteem, i didn't even consider expressing my interest in her. She was one of the girls in the nerdy group I guess, quiet and hard working. But still way out of my league. Until one day...


Now let me reiterate how incredibly awesome Sara's ass was.

Our school had a lot of stairs, and I always found myself walking behind her, my face level with her ass, only a few centimeters away. I was an assman through and through. But she was also an incredibly nice, quiet and friendly girl, not like a lot of the other girls that were so stuck up, thought they were god's gift to men, obsessed with being as cool as possible. Sometimes I'd sit next to Sara in class, and we would get along fine. She was also one of those girls that you just knew had never done anything sexual. That kind of thing probably never even crossed her mind. But then one day, I had a German class with her. This German class was an elective, so there were only a few people in the class. In fact, there were 3 of us in this class. Me, Sara and another girl. And then there was our teacher, Ms. Janosec or something. Horrid lady. And due to the tiny class size, our class was put in a small windowless room at the end of the corridor in the ass end of the school. So there was a fair distance between us and other classes.


So me and Sara turned up to class, Ms. Janosec waiting for us. She was a grumpy bitch, and wasn't even German. She was of some Eastern European Untermensch descent. The third girl didn't turn up to class, which was an incredible stroke of luck for me as I would find out. So as we sat next to each other at the desk, the teacher started the so called class with "Well seeing Alix isn't here, we won't be doing any new material, so David and Sara, I want you over 9,000 to work on your assignments. Becoz zEY ARE JEW IN ONE VEEK!!" I groaned a little. I had barely started the damn thing. And to be honest, I can not even remember now what the assignment was about. "While you guys do that, I'm going to go photocopy some things. I will be a while, so no mucking around." She tapped on the table in front of me, as if to point out my own textbooks to me, as if I didn't know they were there. Sara perked up and asked "How long will you be?" "Oh I don't know half an hour." Sara looked at me, with a kind of odd look on her face. Her face was heavenly. Although she was 15 years old, her face made her look even younger. It was perfectly symmetrical dominated by large blue eyes which were able to change color from a soft grayish blue to a penetrating vivid blue eyes able to shoot lazers. It was as if they had been photoshopped or something.


But her large eyes also helped to make her look younger. And she had subtle light freckles on her cheeks, completing the whole school girl look. But at the time, her odd look was a combination of "Why is the teacher not going to leave teach us?" "Hey no teacher, we don't have to do any work." and "I'm stuck with YOU?" It was a complicated facial gesture but i was somehow able to interpret it. She then tried to brush her fringe from her face with her hand, for it to just fall back into place again. Then with a sudden annoyed but cute look, she blew the hair, kinda like Lola Bunny does in Space Jam. (No idea how i thought up of that example.) Again she was unsuccesful, and turned back to her schoolwork while the teacher collected her books and belongings, all of them, and left the room. As she shut the door, I noticed that the door had a lock on it, and at the same time i noticed the teacher took all of her things. Was she going to come back at all? I pulled my chair in to sit closer to the desk, which was actually a cover for me pulling my chair slightly closer to Sara. "Well, that was weird." I said. "Yeah.." I felt a little awkward at that point.

A few seconds of awkward silence was broken by Sara. "Hey, what grammar do I use for this sentence?" She pointed to work, and I leaned in closer to see. I actually had to lean in a lot closer, because what she was pointing at wasn't right in front of her, but to the side.
So I leaned over and had a look, and showed her what to do. My face was actually very close to hers, and i was getting rather excited. And I could smell her. Girls at that age generally didn't wear much perfume, except for maybe the try hard sluts. But Sara just smelt very natural, and she had a wonderful smell, like a pleasant sweaty smell with a tinge of vanilla.

When i fixed her problem she turned her face to mine quite suddenly. "Hey thanks!" she said with unexpected enthusiasm, her eyes bright. It was at that point that I realized my face was maybe 2 inches from hers. Nervously I stuttered, "Uh..th..That's okay." She giggled a little. She must've thought I was an idiot! So I turned back to my own work. But after a while we started talking. As nervous as she made me because I thought she was the most beautiful thing to ever grace the earth, she also seemed to be able to make me relax and feel comfortable just by talking to me. We stopped doing any constructive work, and talked about the upcoming student exchange.

"I'd love to go to Germany." She said "But I don't think my parents can afford it." "That sucks!" I replied. "I'm going, my parents are paying for the tickets, and I'm using my savings for spending money." And so on the conversation continued. I made sure I stayed sitting very close to her. I was probably invading her personal space, but she didn't seem to mind. After a few minutes we were giggling and laughing, and Sara was sprawling on the table, or waving her arms about. We were getting a bit silly. And then she knocked a text book off the table. The strangest thing happened next.
Is this story moving along too slow? Too bad. Lol.

The class wasn't canceled, cos it was an elective. For some reason, our school kept those classes going.
She leant over to the side and bent down to pick up the book. And as she did, her ass in the tight school pants pointed at me, as she fumbled around with the book. I couldn't help but stare. Amazing. I'm sorry, but from all the porn and JB I've seen, never seen an ass like that. With her age, her hips hadn't fully developed into the adult shape. Now not that I'm a pedo, but for some reason, this seemed to make her even more attractive. Usually at this point in the story, the story teller would usually say "and then I went hard as a rock." or "And then i popped 20 boners!" But in this situation, I was hard as a rock from the moment I was in the same room with her. Being within 5 meters of her was usually enough to get me standing at attention. So I was staring at her wonderful posterior when she farted.
What the fuck.

She just farted. Pretty much in my face. What? Girls don't fart. Girl's never do that! Or so I thought at the time. I often wondered if they even shat, or if girls even had all those annoying bodily functions that us poor guys had. Although I knew that of course they do the same things we do. But they hide it so well. So the 15 year old girl of my dreams had just farted in my face. I even felt it. What the fuck. She sat up very suddenly. "Oh My God!" She said, her hand over her mouth in genuine apologetic shock. "Oh my god! I am so sorry!"

She was white with horror. Then the smell hit me. In her shock, while saying "Oh my god a lot, she flopped her hand on the top of my head while apologizing profusely. I was just stunned. And the smell! Actually, it wasn't that bad. No it didn't smell like roses. It smelt like a fart. But not like those face stabbing eye watering weapons of mass destruction that guys try to plant on each other and beer and pizza nights for fun.

It was just mild. "Um it's okay! I don't mind!" i said to her, trying to calm her down. I really didn't mind. I was actually turned on by it. At that moment, that particular fact hit me and freaked me out. Turned on by it? That's not normal! Trying to gather my thoughts, I put a hand on her shoulder and reassured her "Hey it's okay, don't stress out. I don't mind." Looking back at me she replied "Really?"
Continue?


I replied, "Yeah, it's fine. If I had to be farted on by someone, I would prefer it were you." Wait. Stop. What did I just say? In my nervousness and freaking out, I'd gone and said something stupid. Her face changed. "Um, what do you mean by that?" She looked at me, her eyes a little gray. I don't think she felt guilty anymore and wasn't laughing either. "Um.." I stammered, noticing my hand still on her shoulder, lifting it off gently. "Well I mean..If anyone was to..uh..well...I like you Sara."
A look of shock, and perhaps terror and disgust as well crossed her face. "What, you like me? Like..." She made some erroneous gesture with her hands. I felt like I had jumped into my own grave. Had no idea what to say. "Yeah, i like you. I think you're beautiful." My life was over. "That's so sweet!" My god I hate it when girls say that!


She giggled at me. But i think she saw the crushed look on my face. I looked down at my desk. It was over. "Hey! Hey it's okay." She said. She suddenly moved her chair really close to me and nudged or bumped her body into me playfully, as if to knock me out of my out of my reverie. She giggled at me some more and said "I like you too." But as soon as she said it, she seemed to go through the same embarrassed emotions i did. She too looked away and down at her desk. She was still very close, our bodies still touching. I reached out and gently turned her chin to face me and I looked into her eyes. At that point she looked incredibly innocent, and I could tell now that she no idea what she was doing either. In the years I'd known Sara, I knew that she had never had a boyfriend. She seemed like one of those girls that had no interest at all in boyfriends, or romance, or sex or anything. I leant over to kiss her. She retreated a little, but I was still able to give a soft little peck on the lips. It seemed that seeing her innocence and inexperience gave me a little more confidence, though my mind was racing. Her lips were incredible soft and almost trembling.


Moving back a little I looked into her eyes. She looked a little upset and scared, but didn't say anything. She didn't get up and leave, or move away, or tell me to stop or slap me. So i gently touched the side of her neck with my hand, and leant in again. Had no idea what i was doing, improvising as I went. I tilted my head a little, and kissed again. This time she didn't retreat, and the kiss lasted a little longer. As we slowly moved away, i felt her breathe on my lips. This time she moved in, grabbing the side of my neck with one had, the other on my shoulder, and she pressed her lips against mine, and made a small kind of mewing noise, as her lips opened slightly. I opened my lips a little too as our kiss became more passionate. I felt something soft, warm and wet brush against my lips. My hard-on felt like it was going to burst, or snap or something.

I stuck my tongue out a little and licked her lips as well, and when our over 9,000 tongues met, we broke into a fully passionate kiss. Both our mouths were open, both our tongues exploring. Her kiss was soft and rather wet. We did this, oblivious to the rest of the world, though i had no idea how long. At first it was a little awkward, we even bashed teeth a little, but she seemed to learn pretty quickly. Eventually she pulled softly away, a little chain of saliva stretched between our mouths, leaving a little bit of spit under her lower lip. That had to be the cutest most erotic sight I'd ever seen. And again she farted.
I caressed between her legs a little firmer, and she squirmed a little, moaning just slightly. We were both trying to keep quiet. and then I remembered something. "Shit!" I jumped up, and went to the door. And locked it.

Just to be safe. My mind was on one thing only, Sara, and I didn't want anyone to interrupt that. In a hurry I ran back to her and resumed our face sucking. Her kisses were getting wetter, her lips and tongue spreading her shiny saliva around my mouth. She was really getting into it. My mind was going crazy, trying to remember and cherish every moment and detail. She even licked my face a little. She was crazy! I caressed her ass again, firmer this time. My fingers running down the middle. I was obsessed! And just as my hand was in the right spot, she farted again. On my hand. What the fuck! "Fuck..." she said. "that's not right, I'm sorry." Again I tried to reassure her, while making a mental note to never ever wash that hand again. This time she stank out the room. "Urgh, I feel a little funny she said, placing a hand on her lower tummy. "Are you okay?" I asked with concern. "Yeah. Dunno, must be something I ate." She winced a little, as if she was in pain. I was getting a little concern. "Oh no!" She whimpered. "Hmm? What's wrong?" i said staying close to her.
"Um, I have to.. I have to.. you know.. again." What a strange girl i thought. "What? Do you need to fart again?" She bit her lip and nodded gently with the most embarrassed look on her face. She was so cute, no matter what she did. I cuddled her, trying to be.. well I don't know. Supportive? She went a little tense. "It's okay, go for it!" I whispered. And so she did, with a little whimper of effort, she let one go. It was long and alternated from silent to loud. It was strange to hear, and to my twisted mind, somewhat erotic.

This one was almost eye watering. It seemed to fill the room and thicken the air. I actually giggled a little, and as it was a ridiculous, awkward situation, all Sara could do was giggle as well. We both began to laugh. There was a lot of tension and nervousness between each other, so I guess neither of us knew what to do. So we both laughed quite loudly. But then she suddenly stopped, whimpered and gripped her tummy. "Urgh!" She groaned. I went wide eyed. "I.. I have to go.. I have to go.. oh no.. I.." She got up out of her chair, and tried to head for the door, stumbling a little gripping her stomach. "Woah!" I said as i jumped up to support her. She fell against me, and I held her. Holding her was amazing, but she seemed to be in trouble. "T... Toilet.. I need to go." The poor thing, I put and arm around her, and supported her as we moved to the door. She farted again as we reached the door. It sounded wet. Was she going to shit herself or what? I quickly unlocked the door and we went into the corridor.
Sara hung tightly onto my shoulder, as we walked down the corridor, and out to the toilets. We got to the door of the girl's toilets and let her go and motioned for her to go in. She limped and crouched over a bit. She really didn't seem well at all. Her face showed she was in pain. My heart ached for her a bit. "No.." She said, "I need your help, I can hardly walk." I was shocked. "But I can't go in there!" "Quickly..please!" She whimpered with her arm outstretched reaching for me. I didn't know what to do. There could've been other girls in there, I could have been suspended or expelled from school. But the look on her face, and my feelings for her threw my common sense out the window. "Alright. Gimme your hand." And so I held on to and supported her and helped her limp into the female toilets. To my surprise they were complete empty! No one in there at all, all the stalls empty. As I guided her to the first stall, I noticed that the place was filthy! The male toilets in the school were always in a sorry state, mess everywhere, burn marks, toilet paper everywhere. And I always assumed females were all tidy and clean and well behaved. But this place was even worse. "Will you be okay?" I said as she entered the stall and closed the door. "Yeah i'll be okay. But please don't go. Please stay!" I was just about to object when i heard her moan out suddenly. And then I heard the sound of her explosive diarrhea.
She whimpered from inside the stall as I heard her spraying shit into the toilet. She groaned deeply as if she was pushing. Through clenched teeth I heard her ask "You still there?" "Yeah! You okay?!" More groaning. I wanted nothing more than to get out of there. Some other girls could come into the toilet at any time. I was starting to panic. She moaned a bit more. "I'll be fine." She said, as I heard more of her fecal matter drip wetly into the toilet. I could hear all the splashing, and her farting noises as she pushed. I leant against the door listening, as my fascination clashed with fear. I still had a hard on. I think it had been going up and down regularly for the last half hour. But hearing her struggling away made me even harder. It seemed so wrong, so weird. Something like this shouldn't turn me on. But it did. So I did what males do, and I reached down, and began to fap slowly, just as I heard her push out what sounded like a large turd. She grunted with effort. The smell was putrid and penetrating, but kind of sweet too. Listening intently, I began to fap with more intent, my hand down my pants. She was panting inside the stall. Sounded like this was taking her a lot of effort. What the hell did she eat? "Hmmm.. I'm starting to feel a bit better now." She said from within the stall. I replied "That's good." Though I think my voice sounded a little strained, from my fapping. More sounds from the stall, and then I heard the sound of girls voices from outside the toilets.


Stricken with fear I went still, pulling my hand from my pants and the throbbing hard on. I was petrified. "Sara!" I whispered. All of a sudden the door to the stall which I was leaning on flew open. Nearly falling I saw Sara with a determined look grab my arm and pull me in. What on earth was she doing?! After shutting and locking the door, she sat down on the toilet again, with me in the stall with her. Standing in the same stall that she was going to the toilet in. I was in shock. It was almost too much for one day. I looked down at her. Her pants were around her ankles, and she looked up at me grinning. At that point I noticed her bottom half was virtually naked. Her skin was creamy and smooth. Pale and unblemished. Her legs were closed, but my eyes looked exactly where any horny teenage males eyes would look. Staring at her crotch I couldn't her VAGINA, but the sight was still enough to almost make me feel faint. Or was it the smell that was making me feel faint. As the girls voices grew closer, Sara hissed in annoyance. She whispered sharply "They'll see your feet!" You see, the stall doors had about a 1 foot gap from the bottom of the door and the floor. She was right. The girls coming into the toilets would definitely see me. I was done for. Then Sara opened her legs. I stared in surprise as her VAGINA came into view. There was very little hair, just a little sprinkled line of light brown hair just above her pussy. "Stand on the seat!" She said. But I was hypnotized, and didn't know what was going on!


"Hey! Quick." She said, snapping me out of my shock. Didn't she even realize she was pretty much naked in front of me. I couldn't stop staring at her cooch. "Hurry!" I finally realized that she wanted me to stand on the seat between her legs, so we could hide. So I quickly put on foot on the seat, lifted myself, and put the other foot down, terrified of falling in. So there I was, standing on a toilet seat between the legs of the girl I had a crush on for years, with the smell of her shit in my nostrils, and my tenting cock pointing right at her face. The other girls entered the toilet blabbering about pointless girl stuff. They were actually quite loud, and obnoxious. But I felt so awkward standing there, and looked down, and Sara was pretty much just staring at my crotch. She look up. I silently mouth the word "Sorry" to her, but I don't know if she understood. Still feeling awkward, I carefully and slowly crouched down, balancing with my feet on the toilet seat, hoping it would break, until my face was level with hers. I nearly lost my balance so I wrapped my arms around her to stop falling. Her arms also came tightly around me. The other girls were still talking, while they did whatever they do. They must've lit up smokes as well. They seemed to be taking ages. I looked into Sara's eyes. The last half hour non stop shock, and I wondered what she was thinking. She mustn't have been finished going to the toilet. Her face cringed a little, as I felt her push. It was the weirdest experience of my life, as she shat, right there in front of me.

The whole situation made me as horny as fuck, so I suddenly kissed her. At first she pulled back a little, but then pushed forcefully into the kiss. Our hands were all over each other. She was fumbling with my pants as my hand ran down her back. She pulled out my raging boner and clumsily started giving a hand job. But my hands kept going lower, and I started to caress her ass. But she was still SHITTING. WTF. I looked down and could see the shit she was pushing out, as she lowered her mouth onto my cock. I almost came right there and then. As the monster turd splashed into the shitty water, my hand and fingers ran over her asshole.


I pushed the tip of a finger into her asshole which was smeared in shit, while I pushed my cock forcefully into her mouth. I must've pushed to hard, cos she made a kind of panicked groan crossed with a gagging sound. Pushing my finger in deeper, i felt it push into her warm and moist shit. I could feel it pushing out, against my finger. I began to thrust the finger back and forth as more shit started to push out of her asshole. I twas all too much for me. I couldn't help it, i threw my head back and orgasmed, filling her mouth and throat with cum. The whole thing threw me back a little, making me lose my balance. My cock flicked out of her mouth, smacked her nose and got come all over her face, while my shit covered hand flicked specs of shit all over the cubical. I fell against the cubicle door, dizzy as fuck.
I looked at Sara. A look of disbelief on her cum splatter face. But she was breathing heavily, and started to have an evil glint in her eye. "Wow, I never thought anyone else in the world would like that kind of... Shit." she said. I was pretty much speechless. She suddenly slipped forward on the seat, and raised her legs up, the look on her face was positively evil. She spread her legs exposing her cunt and her shit smeared ass to me. I was just staring, not knowing what to do. So she instructed me, very explicitly, in a way that seemed way out of character. "Fuck me.. Please... Fuck me!" So, well I did as I was told. It was an awkward position really, i couldn't quite kneel, and couldn't quite stand. so I just had to bend my knees. She was panting heavily. "Please.. Do it!" And I obeyed, lowering myself a little, and rubbing my cock, which was dripping wet with her saliva and my cock, against her pussy. She was wet and slippery, but I still had trouble getting my cock into the right position. "Yes... yes.." She said, as if I had started fucking already. But I wasn't even in yet. I finally found where I was meant to go and started to push in.
"Ow.." she whimpered. I tried to push into her cunt, but it seemed really tight. Almost like there was something in the way. "Ow.. Ow... Ow.... Stop!" she whimpered. Pushing a little, I realized what was wrong. She was a virgin. Obviously the RIGHT thing to do woulda been to go POW and shred her hymen into, well.. shreds. But I really like her, so I stopped. "I'm sorry." I said softly. "No it's okay," she replied. "It just hurt a lot. And... and... I kinda want to stay a virgin." I lowered my head again, I didn't want to take that away from her. "I'm sorry.." She lifted my chin up with her hand, and said "You know what I do at home? I like to put things in.. you know.. the other hole. Why not try it there." I was shocked. Even after having her literally shit in my hand, I was still shocked. "But.. but.. you just shat!" "Yeah," she replied "It feels better that way! Please. Fuck me in the ass!" I was stunned, but instinctually nodded my head.
She actually moved with stunning speed, getting up from the seat, without even wiping her ass, and turned around, kneeling on the cold tiles. She leant her arms on the toilet seat, her head above the bowl, her hair almost hanging into the toilet. She raised her ass to me, and the sight i saw was just unbelievable. The most beautifully shaped and sized ass right in front of me, her ass crack smeared in shit, her asshole literally puckering in participation. The smell was mind boggling. Driving by animalistic desire, I did as she said, and gripped her hips with my hands, and leant forward to bury my cock in her ass. Of course, I missed slightly. Moved back a bit and tried again, using one hand to guide my cock. I was new at this! I felt my cock rub against her wet asshole. It felt amazing and warm. I pushed a little, and she let out a long moan. She pushed back against me and I felt her ass open up for me as the head of my cock sank into her. I pushed harder and she went "Oof!" as my cock slowly slid deeper.


She groaned and mewed and purred and started to push back hard on my cock. "Oh my god that feels so good." I said to her. Whether or not anyone could hear us, or smell us was no longer of concern. Her response was a grunt, as I finally sheathed my whole length into her shitter. But then I felt something warm against my balls, as well as something splashing against my feet. I pulled myself out a bit and looked down. She was pissing. She was pissing on me as I fucked her ass. It was even more of a turn on. "That's so fucking hot." I said, trying to sound sexy, but I probably sounded retarded. "Mmmhmm was her only response as she pushed back against my cock again. We began to build a but of a rhythm, my cock sliding smoothly in and out as her warm piss ran down out legs. I thought I was going to come again. But then she stopped moving. I looked as her face, which was downturned looking into the bowl. She was panting, and then I saw her cringe in effort. What I felt against my cock alerted me to what she was doing.
She was shitting against my cock. It felt warm and smooth, and I could feel her muscles pushing against me, as if they were trying to push me out. So I thrust in deeper, the head of my cock pushing into her warm shit. She gasped and groaned loudly. I let her push me out a bit, and then rammed myself back in, and started doing that over and over. Each time the shit slowly pushed around my cock. Going at a slow steady rhythm, she grunted with each thrust. I looked down as her shit started to push out of her ass and around my cock. It was all too much for me, and I knew I was about to come. So to make the most of the situation, I started to thrust as hard and as fast as I could. Her moans got increasingly louder. She seemed to be loving it. Or I was killing her. It could have been either. Piss and shit was dripping on my feet and mess was going everywhere, and I threw my head back and came in her ass. Shooting warm globules of seed directly into her fecal matter.
Hmm.. well.. I'm a bad story writer, so lets say those other girls tripped into a bowl of black holes and their atoms were scattered into other dimensions.
But anyways. Finished cumming in her ass. And she got scared and said you're moving in with you're uncle and auntie, etc, etc, etc.
The End!
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A few years after, All of Sara's hair fell out, and now she wears wigs. And now she's twenty something, and looks like a grandma or something

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

A PANTY FART STORY





The Smelliest House
by Sellcon2762 (aka td88)
Story inspired by the original characters by lols456


The classroom stunk that afternoon, it wasn’t the worst stink but it was in the air. Back and forth the smell would pick up in intensity as Miss Adrian continued to give her lecture to the students and I knew exactly what it was she was doing, releasing SBD after SBD, probably about five of them in the last hour alone. A tantalizing stench of rotten eggs would fill the classroom causing most of us (not me of course) to cough and gag from the smell and then the smell would fade away to a light musky odor before picking back up with another silent release of gas from Miss Adrian’s bowels. I’m not entirely sure what she had for lunch, but these farts were some pretty nice ones. Earlier in the day before school I had spent some time with my gassy teacher as she cut a few foul bombs that left an impressive aroma in the room well into the first hour of class, before fading away to the point that we actually had a good four hours with little gas. She must have been holding them in for a decent amount of time today and I’m sure most of the other students didn’t object to that.


Perhaps a short background is required for you to understand my position in all of this. A few weeks ago I caught upon Miss Adrian having the absolute worst case of gas early in the morning upon entering her classroom before school started. Her farts were amazing, the worst I had ever smelled for anyone. That morning I became, ineffectually, a fart sniffer and the smell of her farts were all that was in my mind. The voluptuous teacher wasn’t dumb on the matter and saw that I was taking a liking to her farts that day and decided to reward me the following week by farting some more to the point of making me cum myself. But God her farts were incredible! I’d go as far as worship her for the opportunity to smell more of what wafted out of her large rear end and luckily she was more than happy to oblige. Unfortunately, the other students were caught in the crossfire one time too many when she cut loose her foul beasts of gaseous wind.


The back-and-forth stinking up of the classroom that afternoon had finally reached a breaking point as she sat down on her seat with about five minutes left to go. We were all waiting to leave class for the weekend and as I found out she was ready to head home herself. I awaited the end of the day to spend a little time with the 30-year old blond-haired hot teacher as I saw her shuffling a little bit in her wooden seat. She wore a pair of tight blue jeans that looked like they were about to split open every time she moved and her white blouse had the top two buttons exposed to show just a little bit of the deep cleavage that formed between her large DD-sized breasts. Students loved having class with her to ogle over her features but it was a price that was paid both ways. They wanted something from her and she was more than happy to give something back. She leaned her ass over a little bit, something I had watched but not the other students. All eyes were on her however when she let loose a thunderous farts into the wooden seat. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRBBBBBBBBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!


For nearly ten seconds Miss Adrian began cutting a deep and heavy amount of gas out of her abundant rear and unlike her most recent outbursts this one carried some power with it. You could hear her chair vibrate from the “fart-quake” she was inflicting upon it. The sound could be heard within her classroom and outside in the hallway where a couple of people walking by had to be horrified at such a vile noise. And then the smell came out and it was lights out for everyone. Rotten meat and cabbage filled our noses as the eyes of those up front began to water from the increasing surge of rotten-smelling flatulence filling up the room. It was the kind of fart that sent shivers down the spines of anyone who opposed her. She had been able to torture some unwilling students with her butt blasts before and all I can say was that it was good that she wasn’t aiming her butt in anyone’s direction when this foul beast came out, because it stunk very, very bad. As the coughing continued nonstop for another minute with girls gagging on the foul gas and guys trying their best to withstand the effects of the gas Miss Adrian finally chuckled to herself as she began to appreciate the extreme foulness of her fart.


“My that was a bad one! You know what class, you can go ahead and leave, we only have three minutes and I’m afraid this room is going to be smelly for a little bit longer. You’re dismissed.” She said as everyone made the quickest exodus out of the “gas chamber” as possible. As expected, I remained in the room, though I remained on the outer edge of the room as I had to acclimate myself with the gaseous aroma of Miss Adrian’s gas before approaching her a little better. She asked me to close the door behind the last person to depart and looked over as I had bashfully created a tent pole in my pants; of course that last fart turned me on.


“Just you I see…good.” Miss Adrian announced as she lifted up her right leg and release a couplet of bubbly farts out of her tight rear-end covered ass.


BBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!


PPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOORRRRPPPPPP!!!!!!!


“There we go!” She cried out in happiness as she felt a little relief leave her stomach as she fanned the putrid fumes of her farts over in my direction. Happily I sniffed them up. It was another burst of rotten egg-smelling gas that came out of her ass like a whoopee-cushion that was being utilized for about seven seconds each. I could smell the gas very well but could taste the gas a little bit as well, tasted a bit like steamed vegetables mixed in with rotten cheese and meat. I walked up to her and asked how she was feeling and what she had for lunch, trying to see if I could guess.


“Some broccoli and cheese….luckily I was able to get by with some SBDs during the rest of class….I hope no one was noticing.” She said with a short laugh as I knew she was a little bit oblivious to the inaccuracy of that statement.


“I think they smelled it.”


“Oh. Well I’m sure you liked it.”


“Of course.” I said as I offered my services to Miss Adrian for the next 20 minutes to help clean up the classroom and get things situated for the weekend. Luckily, or unluckily I guess, she had no more gas after that but what I thought was just her being done with her farts was actually just her holding it in. We had waited for everyone to walk out of school and for the hallways to be cleared before she asked if I was ready.


“I sure am. My parents should already be gone for the weekend.”


“And you are positive that they are okay with this?”


“They won’t know. I got my main essentials in my backpack; I’m just waiting for you.” I told her as she nodded her head. We walked out of the classroom and out toward the teacher parking lot, with Miss Adrian cutting a few tiny SBDs in the hallway, leaving a small but distinct vapor trail of her wretched gas for anyone to sniff. We finally arrived at her car, which was an actually nice-looking four-door sedan. The exterior and interior both looked relatively new. Miss Adrian went to talk with a fellow teacher for a second as she handed me the keys and allowed me to enter the vehicle. I was more than curious to see what the inside was going to be like and more importantly, what it smelled like. Opening up the car and stepping into the heated-up interior I found what I was looking for, a small stench that had to be part of the aftermath of one of her farts that morning. It was strong enough of a smell to be noticed, but weak enough so that the smell wasn’t going to bother me, but it was there. A couple of minutes had passed as I sat there in the vehicle, with me eagerly trying to sniff up the leftover smell inside of there. Miss Adrian then opened up the driver’s side door and sat down in her seat. Closing the door she began to unload her full complement of flatulence.
PPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAABBBBBBBBLLLLLLLLLLLBBBBB BBBBBTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLPPPPPP PPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!


PPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPP PPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTT TTTTTT!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

No Spare knickers









Friday , so excited to go out after work so was a little absent minded packing gym bag for yoga class after work I go to before going to club with girls from work , I usually wear something smart but sexy if going out after work if I'm also going yoga so I don't have to pack yoga stuff and going out clothes , so best knickers Brazilian cream lace and kneed length skirt and blouse . Packet of windeze for the gas I always get at yoga class and off I go . 5pm and yeahh out of work , tell the girls just got to go to yoga and will meet them at club in town. Arrived at yoga excited for night out and dig out my yoga pants but to my horror no spare knickers to wear under them, dilemma very tight yoga pants and no panties or panties that I would have to wear out also. My yoga pants are tight and with no Knicks I would get extreme chaffing of my lady bits and terrible front camel toe not a good look as teacher is male. So its panties on and hope they were not to sweaty for tonight . Other issue not my usual gym panties so also a little tight and cut high across my bottom.
Half way through the class my Knicks were riding up my bum and very sweaty and damp awful uncomfortable giving me the urge to pick them out my bum constantly.
Anyway back in  changing room off with my yoga pants and knickers that are completely clung to my bum and lady parts , in the shower and then do my hair makeup up. on with my skirt and then the decision commando or sweaty knickers all night , ass the skirt was a little short I went with the Knicks. Although a little dryer still very sweaty knickers they at least would cover my dignity if I got to drunk and flashed, as I pulled them up they immediately clung to me bum and lady parts like a damp glove .  Then the feeling of slight gas in my tummy building I went in my bag from the windiest to my horror forgot these also , ohm dear an uncomfortable night it's going to be . Anyway left all my gym back and made my way to the station in town , when already my damp knickers were finding their way into my bum crack and feeling very uncomfortable to say the least , I ducked down a quite side street a couple of times to release the sticky cotton from my bum crack. Why is it when knickers get sweaty they ride up and cling to everything , near the station I also had the joys of gas brewing and arriving at my bottom whole with building pressure . Last wedgies pull before the club resulted in an airy far as my knickers came out my bum.
At the club it was a lot of visits to the ladies to unwedgie my knickers and pass some farts , this was until the booze kicked in and the knickers up my bum were less uncomfortable and farting on the dance floor through them was no issue , the load music covered any noise and the foul odour could have been anyone's . A little more drunk and couldn't remember anymore really until I got a call from aniline my mate who was killing herself laughing and then told me what I was doing in the last hour at the club. I was raising my skirt in the booth where we had our drinks and showing my bum saying that I had worn these knickers to yoga and they were very dirty , some boys from the other booth were getting and eyeful off them , I was pulling them tighter up my bottom and saying this is where they want to go so why not . I was also when sitting down in booth occasionally spreading my legs slightly and farting and telling my mates that my knickers were dirty enough why not fart in them and how warm it felt and how I had been farting all night on the dance floor and that was the smell everyone was moaning about.


Thursday, May 11, 2017

I Want To Force A Force A Girl To Poop Her Panties





Perfect Butt In Tight Laxative Pants

Lisa is a school teacher. She loved her job and is great at what she do. Wearing her proper tight dress pants to work lisa has made many young man who reach puberty find her attractive. She teaches history for a middle school in her city. One day on her field trip with her 8th grade students she had an experience her whole body and her mind would never forget. It’d all begin in the late evening of the day before her field trip with her class. Lisa when to her mother in law house and got into a mild argument. Her mother in law a lady named veronica said that Lisa was a hypocrite. She said that Lisa would judge other her and other women for the ways they’d wear their pants. And that Lisa is no any different with her fashion choice. Lisa defended herself with the fact that she is not the one who’d wear her pants so far up her butt that it’d appear as if her butt is munching on it. Veronica voices her concern that it’s just the silky pants that would make it looked like her butt is big, that is all. Lisa did not concur and says to her mother in laws that her big booty look like it have not been fed in a while and that she and her 40 years old adult female friends shouldn’t be in those thin tight *** pants. Veronica told lisa to leave her friends out of the disagreement. Lisa who has always considered herself as a perfect butt girl told veronica to stop her inappropriate butt munching look and learn to admire her body. Lisa describe herself as a fine butt girl , friendly to guys ,with a pretty face, sexy waist, and has a firm round full bottom that is perfect in every ways compared to most women. She advice her mother in laws to not dress like she is going to a disco at work and especially if it’d make her butt look like a wing as her pants is often too tight. Lisa then got smart and end the conversation with as long as you don’t diarrhea your pants from not being able to pull your tight pants down is fair enough. Enrage but pretending to act calm veronica walk into another room to end lisa low blow nonsense. Later in that evening lisa and veronica got friendly as they talked about veriona son, lisa husband. Veronica decide to make chocolate cake before lisa went from to her son. Veronica being mild and forgiving to lisa earlier insult on her buttock decide to take revenge on lisa earlier insults by attacking lisa big firm butt and make it do what it does best, pooping. she made a chocolate cake out of chocolate laxatives. Everything on the cake that is chocolate is laxatives. Both she and lisa consume the laxative laced cake and lisa even asked for a third helping.
Lisa went home. The next morning lisa got up and go forward to her day with an exciting field trip to the history museum on her mind. She has no idea what her mother in law has done to her so call perfect appropriate butt.
The amount of delicious chocolate laxatives she has consume last night would make her have an explosive urge to defecate within 8 hours and since lisa has already slept the 8hrs last night , she got only minutes before the laxatives go to work on her bottom. This morning she chooses to wear a spandex thong that hugs the valley of her butt tightly and a pair of tight dress pants that would show off some butt cleavage. As Lisa walked to her car she can feel her pants tighten and became fitted. It was getting a little too tight. But being a hypocrite she pull her soft dress pant up to make it tighter as to show off her big butt a little more to her public.
She arrives at the middle school and immediately counted her students from her classroom. She put them on the school bus, she wave good bye to her staffs and leave the school parking lot. Seated warmly in the front of the bus she texted veronica and thanks her for the chocolate cake last night. Veronica did not reply back to lisa text. What lisa don’t know is that veronica
Is in her light green tight pants fighting the laxative effect of the cake. Veronica thought that she would be able to drive to dunkin donut for a coffee and got home in time to be on the toilet texting lisa and enjoying her revenge. However, as she has miss calculate her own prank, she is now at a red light with her laxative working fulltime on her butt in her car seat. Gripping the wheel tight and looking all desperate she farted and beging pooping her tight green pants and panty.the traffic light turn green and veronica who is in hot fudge panty sped home as fast as she can. She yell and curse lisa name as the laxative cake she shared with lisa made her crapped her tight pants against her control driving to her house. veronica got home and the back of her green pant were brown.
Mean while, lisa’s pretty smiley face and her flexible butt pants are feeling a little uncomfortable on the highway to the museum. Lisa is feeling uneasy as the laxative effect from veronica cake begins to work. She sit in her seat with her beautiful curve and big juicy butt in tight black dress pants and an elastic thong hugging her butt crack. She begins to feel the need to poop.
She thought to herself that this is not the time to need a bowel movement. Then she also realize that she is in tight clothing and on a school bus with no restroom. With those thought in mind her urge to defecate rises as her laxative is working at it maximum. It have been more than 8 hrs and this is the time where her body would suffer the effect of the laxatives and her booty would deliver the consequence. Seated nervously in her chair, lisa need to go poop grow stronger. She need to the ladies room and soon it became clear to Lisa that its an emergency. More time passed and lisa is now in laxative pants. Her big butt is under threat of making a shameful mess in her pants in front of students and the bus driver. The chocolate laxative work so well inside of her, it makes her eyes widen and mouth opened from trying to not poop in her tight pants. She sit unstill in her seat trying to believe the horror she is in. she is an adult and going number 2 in her pants is very embarrassing. 20 minutes went by and lisa is now shaken from her intense urge to defecate. Her intense urge to defecate double and she now belief it could be diarrhea. She need to be on the toilet and it an emergency. Her lower intestine rumble as the laxative do what it promise, give her a good bowel movement. Lisa is now sweating in her tight clothing and is farting silently like crazy against her control. She’d press her buttock tightly against her seat to help hold back her explosive urge to go poop. Her big butt is under attack as the diarrhea storm inside of her churn and rages, causing discomfort motivating her butt let loose and go poop. lisa is now sweating through her shirt looking very uncomfortable in her seat. She smile a fake smile to the bus driver and says as little as she can to him. Grinning and looking all nervous, she sit still in her seat holding her stomach staring into space. She realizes that her so call perfect butt is going poop and it going to be diarrhea. She wonder if the coffee she had this morning from school would give her diarrhea. A few minutes went by and she concluded that her perfect butt is going to have to poop and its going to be not just diarrhea but explosive diarrhea in her tight pants. One of her students in the front seat says hi to her. She did not respond to the girl from fear of losing it in her pants. She would not even dare to cough or talk to anyone from fear of completely pooping her pants. The bus got off the highway exit and is getting close to the museum. Lisa know that the bus is about to reach it destination. But her face show no sign of hope, she know herself best and realistically she know she would not be able make it to the bathroom when she arrive at the museum. she estimate that it would be about 8 more minutes before the bus reach the museum and her tight pants and thong is going to get bomb with diarrhea in 5 seconds. Her breathing got heavy and she got a desperate look on her face as her butt erupted with hot mushy poop filling her butt crack. She paused, her jar drop as she farted against her will and begin to really pooping her tight pants. Her tong is a mess and her tight dress pants is smear from the inside with diarrhea. She stood up to reposition herself due to her devastating occurrence, with her hand on her poop fill pants, she stand next to the bus driver asking him how much longer until the museum. before the driver she let out a low moan and completely diarrhea her tight dress pants full force. Her big butt make suishy sounds that overlap one another as her booty erupted with violently diarrhea warming her tight pant. Her students stare with curiousity as they know what has happen to their teacher. Lisa is now is warm poopy pants, her face is sweaty with a surrender look on it. She has been trying to hold back her need to really defecate for thirty five minutes and her so call perfect butt has finally exploded with mushy diarrhea warming the seat of her tight pant. The driver asked if she was ok. All she said to him was please help me, as she continued to empty her bowel into her tight butt pants. A lot of the poop slide slowly down the back of her legs. she has to used her hands to hold it together. Her diarrhea was so bad and she pooped so much in her pants her round butt became like a water fall pumping out brown hot poo into her tight pants. She then realize that her students are all staring at her messy bottom and turn to face them. Then she realize that she don’t want the driver to see her big butt in tight pants accident neither, so she decided to stand in between her seat and let the laxative from last night do what it promise, make her continued to poop in her pants. Lisa stood in between her seat with her front facing the drive and her back facing the bus window. She’d continued to diarrhea her pants violently as the bus reach it destination. Her booty would make loud squishy sounds as she’d loose her bowel. She would grinned and moan softly as she farted SPURT…spurt..spurt .. Badly pooping her tight. Some of the diarrhea drips down her legs and into her shoe. She was in really hot pants. She was given a pair of tight jean to change into ,but her butt don’t even fit the jean and she has to squeeze into it making it look as if her butt was munching on the jean. She got drop off at the school and sit on the toilet in her house for the whole days. She called her mother in laws and chat about her accident. She never did find out about the laxative cake that gave her the run in her tight pants.

Friday, March 31, 2017

Kayla

Kayla
Hi everybody! After my last post, a few people wanted to know how old I was and stuff so I'll just describe myself. I'm a 21 year old college student from Minnesota, I'm 5'7" and like, 140 lbs. I have brown hair and brown eyes. I have a thin build but I have a very big, and low-hanging boobs, that make me look thicker than I am. I wish I could say if I was attractive or not but I'm not sure. I don't think I am good looking, but guys do come on to me. I usually attribute it to my chest (which I really hate) and end up being scared away because I'm too insecure to find out if they're actually attracted to me. But enough feeling sorry for myself. I really like sharing my personal stories here, and also how open minded everyone at this forum is.

To wetguy- No my parents never found out. If they did I would probably be way too embarrassed to face them.

WetSuit- I clog the toilet quite a bit, but now I live by myself so I uncolg the toilet. But when I lived at home I plugged it up a lot too and my dad always fixed it. I was embarrassed but I would just stay out of sight. Not seeing his response to my poop would make it less embarrassing I guess

Lucki Sportz Fanatic- I honestly love the feeling of filling my underwear. I makes me feel like, "naughty," I guess. And it's a little weird that I like that feeling because I'm not a very kinky person.

King oF the Throne- Cool, be sure and tell the details of your poop. Don't you love the full feeling and the anticipation of a big load?

That's all I have time for now, but I have a couple more stories to share soon. I can't wait, I love to describe my secret enjoyment.
Bye All,
Kayla


OMG I love reading everyone's pooping stories. I have to admit that I LOVE pooping in my panties.....on purpose. Just the other morning I was laying in bed and I was so relaxed. I felt the urge to have to poo so I decided to lay there until I had to go really bad. About half an hour later the time had come. I had to go so bad that I could feel the poo poking out of my butt. I gently pushed and the turd was big. I had to push hard to get it out. It felt so good sliding into my panties. I pushed some more and another big turd started making its way out. I could feel my panties streching as my nice firm logs filled them. I was so turned on by it. I just layed there and pushed until I didn't have to go anymore. I had three big fat turds in my panties. The buldge was enormous. After a few minutes of laying there just enjoying the feeling of the poop pressed against my butt I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. I carefully pulled my panties down and stepped out of t! hem. I emptied the logs into the toilet and flushed them away. Then I got into the shower to clean the rest of me off. They were such firm poos that my butt wasn't even dirty. This will definately be part of a regular routine for me. I got such a thrill out of it. I will post more later and keep you updated on how it goes.


Laura Beth
I am 18 and going to graduate from high school. This site is awesome. I take going to the bathroom very seriously. It is not requirement of life. It is an event. I pee a lot. I pee as much as 10x a day. Well, it helps when you drink a lot of water like I do. I live in NYC and go to a girl's prep school. That is all I can say. I am WASP White Anglo-Saxon Protestant, 5'11" 160 lbs., a little chunky, brown hair. I wear a blue skirt, sometimes with pantyhose and a white shirt for a school uniform I urinate a lot at school. I sometimes create a lot of foam. Daily, I go at 10:00AM without fail. Wherever I am, I have to go or I will be in trouble. I did wet my pants in elementary school between kindergarten and 3rd grade. I was embarassed to ask and I paid the price. My teachers and my mother told me just speak up and if I have to-GO!

My bowels are regular. Though, I evacuate long, thick logs. If I have the runs, it is when I am sick or something that I ate ran through me. Usually, I release a 12-16 log. There are times that I will release a soft movement.

I will tell you more about me.


Janet
Once When I was in college the sorrority I was in pulled pranks on each other every year, it was tradition. One year on April fools day (good timing huh?) I woke up in my dorm handcuffed to my roomate jane to my surprise. There was a note that said Sorrority sisters stick together! Me and jane walked around the dorm for about 15 mins trying to find someone with a key but know one had one. About ten minutes later jane kind of looked at me and I knew what she was thinking. I have to go to, I said. Jane was lucky because she only had to pee, but i had to take a crap and I ve never been so humiliated in my life. Because of the handcuffs jane had to stand like on me basicaly while i crapped.


Embarassed
I had the most embarrassing night of my life last night. I have a pretty strong stomach and I am very regular. Not many foods seem to change my bowel movements until last night. I have never even had an accident until now. I was driving home and had no urge to go poop, just alot of gas. I was continuously letting out farts throughout my drive and was hoping it would pass. I stopped to fill up my car with gas and while standing there let out another fart only this fart came with an explosion. I could''t even stop it, it just flowed out like a faucet. I was mortified, I know the person behind me saw. Needless to say I left drove home still going in my pants and waddled to the bathroom. I through out those clothes and spent another hour on the toilet. It gets worse, I was so exhausted from all that I went right to bed. I woke up hours later with diarrhea in my bed. I don't know why I can't control my bowels, this is continuing today too. I've had two more accidents. It just com es out without warning. I am so embarassed I don't know what to do. Does anyone else ever just loose control and not even wake up to
go to the bathroom. Please let me know, I am too embarassed to talk to anyone else, gotta get to the bathroom, here it comes. Help me. Bye.


Bob
Clauida just wanted to let you know I really enjoy your posts,
hope to read more of them. I have been fasanated by this since I was a kid. I can remember my next door neighbor used to have wetting and messing accidents very offten. I remember one time when I was about 12 we were all playing follow the leader just acting up a bit doing crazy things and there was a slide and swing set in her back yard. we were all to old for it but because we were horsing around playing this silly game we used it. We were all climbing the ladder of the slide as fast as we could and one after the other sliding down. I was right infront of denelle when all at once my friend started to yell at me as I was sliding down the slide. He was saying to hurry and jump off the side. well I did then I looked up and I don't think I will ever forget the site of Denelle squating at the top of the slide pee pouring out from between her legs. looking straight at me as her jeans turned very dark and soaked from the pee. I Was frozen there staring at her and as i watched I noticed the seat of her jeans as they puffed out in the seat I couldn't belive it this girl who had a crush on me was filling her pants right in front of me too. When she finished she slid down and made a real mess of her pants as I was watching her get of the slide there was a big wet and now brown stain on the seat of her pants she just kept walking when she got off the slide and as she went into the house she turned to see if anyone was lookinf of course we all were
I have been totally fasinated by this ever since funny how things that happen when were kids effect our whole lifes.


Evonne
1)What age group are you from? (ex. 16-25, 30-40, etc...) 30 - 40

2)How often do you poop? Every 3 to 4 days sometimes longer.

3)What is the average size of your poops? (length, diameter)
Usually 9 to 10 inches but sometimes as long as 14 inches. Diameter a bit more than 2.5+ inches.. On occation I have some short (5 inch long) really fat ones and I always have to strain even harder to get it to come out. When it is like that it hurts a lot.

4)What texture are your poops usually? (Mushy, liquidy, firm, rock solid, etc...) Usually firm to rock solid, bumpy, and the first part is big and hard... difficult to get the opening to stretch enough. Its always stuck right there trying to come out. I push and strain and it takes a while to get started. When it stretches me it hurts. And that makes me not want to go, so I often put off the urge.

5)Do you usually poop out logs, chunks, "snakes", or combinations of the above? Sorry to say usually hard very wide, 'logs' as you say.

6)How long does it usually take you to poop? at least 10 min sometimes up to 20 minutes.

7)What are the places like to take a dump? I wait til I get home cause I live in an apartment and my BF only comes over a few times a week. I usually try to go ahead and push it out if I know he won't be coming over. But if he IS coming over I wait and hold it for him, he likes to be in on the action.

8)Are you comfortable with a guy or girl watching you while you poop? Its ok if my BF looks at me. But its embarising when I have to strain a lot cause I scrunch my face up when pushing so hard. I think I don't look very good doing that.

9)Do you have to push a lot to let out your poo? Oh, I just explained that in the last question, yes. I always have to 'push a lot' as you say. Its the way I have always been.

10)When you take a dump, about how many poos do you let out? Usually 2 or 3. Just went a couple of hours ago and there was just one log this time. It was hard, as usual... and hard to get out.

11)Does it take very long for you to take a poo? Yes. (see above)

12)Do you voluntarily take a poo at the first urge, or do you hold it, or simply go when convenient? I wait to get home because I don't want to clog the ladies toilet at work. Also don't have to worry about making noises. At home I can make noises if I have to.

13)What foods make you take the biggest dumps? A hamburger with yellow pepper sauce (which contains Alum) and a big choclate milk shake makes me not go for about 4+ days. When I finally do go, its bigger than usual. Then its tough.

Hope this helps to answer your questions.



DeepCloudNine
Carmelita,
Just reading your last post made me hungry. lol. I'm not a fan of taco bell or anything, but I do like the authentic stuff you were telling us about, and I do like the after-effects it generates with all of the farting, etc. I'm a 20 year old white guy from Houston and my fetish is hearing and watching girls pee, your peeing stories are great, also, can you tell us about anytime you've had to pee in a cup at the dr. or any other container at anytime? thanx.
-Brian


South of Indy Dude
So much to post, yet so very little time. I've been really busy today, so I'm just gonna post a tiny bit this time.

I, after a lot of thought and examination, have decided that about 3 things brought on my fetish. First, a very Freudian mother thing. My mother has this bad habit of being a little TOO open about her habits.. She will go into the restroom while I'm standing right near it and just have a bowel movement with the door open. It's bothersome. Yet I believe somewhere in my early development, it has affected me somehow.

Secondly, the incident I posted last time getting walked in on. I think the shame and embarrasment of that caused me to think of it as "naughty" and "taboo" and because of that, I look at a girl having a bowel movement as "forbidden fruit". Something that is naughty.

Third and lastly, I had a few female neighbors when I was younger. I live near a lot of woods.. so we would often build forts. Never did we build a fort that these girls would not want a toilet in it. When we were younger, they wanted to build the toilets and use them... as we got older (around 11 or so..) I wanted to build the toilets... and then have them use them.. they did for a while, but started catching on, so I had to button up and make up a whole lot of lies as to not make them suspicious.

With these three aspects coming into play, plus a few others I have yet to mention, all happening in my most crucial years of development, I think that is the cause of my fetish. I'm often ashamed of it, but realize it's nothing I can control. That is why I'm generally pretty forgiving of people with strange and unusual fetishes.


man of science
Greetings everyone,

I have a couple of questions for all you survey-takers out there.

1. What foods do you find give you the biggest/smelliest poops? I realize this question has been addressed in surveys past, but I would like to know specifics, such as "Broccoli" or "Steak" instead of just "Vegetables" or "Meat".

2. Same as above, except for farting instead of pooping.

Since it's only fair to answer my own questions...
Chinese food tends to give me the biggest stools by far, especially dishes containing shrimp, and fried rice. For smell the winner would be spicy peppers, like Jalapenos.
Eating lots of baked good like breads and such give me the loud farts, while dairy products (especially cheese) make them smell horrible (b/c I'm lactose intolerant).

Thanks in advance for taking my survey, and happy b.m.'s to all!


Carmalita
Hola mis amigos,

We had a very interesting, but weird thing happen to us today after a run in the park. I'll tell it, but first, some replies:

METAMUCIL MAN: Unfortunately, I don't live with Patsy, Jake, and Renee anymore, so I don't get to see her that often. She is hot though. You might want to check out some of my older posts from about a year ago. I have more stories of her there.

TEDDY BEAR: Besos a ti tambien! Your Spanish is very good hon! The outdoor trip was very special to me. It was such a beautiful day, and everything was so perfect. The fishermen were a bit far away, but they could tell what was happening. It was even more fun knowing that! However, a couple years ago, I did a big one outdoors and some fishermen also saw me, but they were close and got a great view! I love your name Teddy Bear! Makes me wanna hug you!

HOLA RIZZO MI AMOR!: I have missed you soooo much!

BEACH NUT: Hola baby!

BUZZY: Yeah, it would be nice to run into you too in the woods. I've always enjoyed your woodland tales, especially when you've been out riding your bike. I love bike riding in the country. I really miss the talks we used to have on that subject too hon. No big deal about my name, baby.

BLACK CHAOS: Sweet words hon! I'm looking forward to hearing more about you so I can get lightheaded...

My sister Luisa is like me. She takes tremendous poos, and actually clogged my toilet yesterday morning with a hard log that smelled like it came from another world! Muy stinky!!!!! It was a nice big one too. Luisa looks almost exactly like me: She's short, dark, with big lips and long black hair. So often we've been mistaken for twins, and she's driving Dan up the wall! The only difference between her and me, is that she has this gap between her front teeth that she inherited from my mom. Dan's been trying to hit on her, but she's not interested at all.

Anyway, this is an awesome 2-part story: She was soaking in the tub this morning when Nu came over. (We go running almost every morning.) Nu caught a glimpse of her soaking and asked if she could go potty. Luisa's a little spark plug just like me, and says "If you're gonna take a crap, I don't wanna lay here and smell it." "Well, I do have to, so how about if I light matches or something?" Nu asked, and Luisa said "Ohhhh, alright, if you gotta poo, you gotta poo. Go ahead." So, Nu pulls down her sweats and white panties, wiggles her soft little butt down on the seat, leans forward with her black hair dancing on her forehead and lets out a big fart by accident. Luisa started giggling, then sat up, leaning over the edge of the tub, pointing a finger of warning and said "If it stinks, I'm soaking you with water!" I was standing in the doorway, and all of us were laughing because Nu was so embarrassed that she'd let out this big, ripping fart by accident. Luisa, naked, with ! water dripping down her boobs, lay back in the tub and relaxed. About a minute later, Nu started plopping out some goodies. Luisa just grinned while slowly circling her belly button with her forefinger and said "Girl, I can hear your turds dumping." (a little poet, isn't she?) After a few seconds she goes "Grooossss! I knew it, I can smell it now! It smells like poop in here!" Then, turds started slipping out like crazy, and Nu was taking one of her famous, loose poops. Luisa was frowning, scrunching up her face going "Flush it, flush it!" Actually, it wasnt bad at all, at least not to me anyway. Just then I said to mi hermanita, "What're you goin' on about, your shit yesterday killed every rat within a 5 mile radius of here!" "Bullshit!" she says, and I replied "Bullshit yourself! You clogged my can with one of your anaconda turds" By now, Nu was laughing so hard that we barely heard her drop another sludgy round of poo into the toilet. Anyway, it was fun, because Luisa lov! es to tease and act tough, but she's just playing. Nu knows it too. It took about 9 wipes for Nu to get her butt into the anti-sticky mode.

Later, we all went for a run in a park nearby and afterward, were walking along a concrete path that was obscured by many trees. So, guess what we saw? Some guy was getting ready to take a shit in the bushes, knowing that we were watching! I know because he'd been watching from up the path, checking on how close we were getting. Before we got there, Nu says "20 bucks says that guy's gonna flash us." He had a bike that was lying down on the ground. So, we turned the corner, and sure enough, he's squatting on the ground, pants down at his ankles looking over his shoulder to see if we could see him. I'm guessing that he assumed we'd all freak out and run, or just keep walking and ignore him, but it didn't work out that way at all. All of a sudden he starts shitting! Nu got freaked and ran, yelling for us to C'mon, but Luisa stood there staring. I grabbed her arm and said, "C'mon," but she pulled away from me. The guy looked over again, I think to see our expressions, but g! ot scared because we hadn't run or walked away. Luisa then starts wandering down into the bushes close to where he is, talking to him, saying "HEY! What're you doing down there?! Everybody can see you, you know!" Immediately, and to my absolute shock, she started going "RRRRRNNNNNNGGGGGHHH!!!! PINCH IT!!!" Suddenly, the guy panics, jumps up and runs down into the bushes, pulling his pants up on the way, and she yelled "Hey, you forgot your bike!" Anyway, that was it, nothing more. It freaked me a little because I got grabbed and pulled into some bushes by a guy once, and it brought that memory and feeling back. All of us gals love to poo outside, and be seen by men, but we're not creepo about it. We are exhibitionists, definitely, but in a more fun loving way. I think this guy was dangerous, or could have been. It made me worry for the children in the park, so I called the police, and reported it. That was it. His bike was gone when we went back to the spot, so he came back ! and got it, or somebody stole it.

After we got back home, Luisa took off to the library, and me and Nu kicked back for awhile. I took my morning dump after Luisa left because I knew it was going to be big and raunchy. It was. I crapped two huge turds. One was about 16" long, and about an inch and a half thick I swear! The other was thinner, and about 8" long and very mushy. My butt was stingin' and burnin' after pinching those off. Nu came in, held her nose and said "Daaaammmmnn you reek!", then bent down and gave me a nice kiss. I was still on the toilet getting ready to wipe and said "What was that for?" and she said "No reason, I just love you is all."
It made me tingle!!
Well, adios mis amigos, it was an interesting day indeed.
Love,
Marisol Carmalita


Alfreeda
Todays pooping!

Today I came home from work getting ready to go out to dinner with some friends. I sat on the toilet and did a 7" log that was basically firm. After eating ravioli and meatballs, an hour later I returned and did 3 big soft logs that were smelly as ever and i had to wipe about 10 times! Whew!!! Later a small chunk and finally that was it...that should hold me for a couple of days anyway. For a person that doesnt eat that much I sure can poop sometimes.


wetguy
To Lucki Sportz Fanatic - What a hot story about those two teenage girls peeing into the buckets! I wish that I was there. My only question is that if they thought that peeing in the ocean is so gross, why did they dump their pee in the ocean. I don't see the real difference. Anyway, I'm 18 and male and when I'm on the beach and have to pee, I'll usually just piss through my bathing suit while sitting on a chair on the beach. If not that, I have no problem pissing in the ocean. Good grief, everyone does it!

To Kendra - Loved your story from the 7th grade field trip. It's AMAZING number 1 that no one saw that you had had an accident, and number 2 that it was so easy for you to clean up. I would have been mortified!

Regarding the holding/capacity levels of men vs. women....From my experience, I know that there have been many times that I have been beside myself in desperation to piss. I mean dick-grabbing, legs-crossed, can't stand still, guys you know the feeling. Then, when I finally stop dancing long enough to start peeing, I don't pee for very long at all. Perhaps this says something about capacity, or maybe about the force at which guys pee? I don't know.

-wetguy


Amber
Hey everyone.

Times I peed yesterday, Friday
1. After I woke up for 2 minutes
2. At 10:00 in school for 2 minutes
3. At 11:00 in school for about 6 seconds
4. 3 P.m in the afternoon for about 12 seconds
5. 6:30 at night for about 10 seconds
6. Before bed for about 9 seconds

Times I pooped yesterday, Friday
1. Before bed

I took a really super poop yesterday! It was right before bed, and when I sat down, 3 long pieces fell out quickly. I really have to go now sorry, but first I just wanna say something.

I really enjoy all of the stories on this site. If this site ever shut down for some odd reason, I dont kno what i would do. Well, bye everyone......


Zora
Hi. My name is Zora. I'm 14 years old and I was wondering if there are any guys my age that have a story about a serious need to pee when they were on a date. I'm not really into poo stories, its the pee stories that really turn me on! C ya L8er


How can I teach my 6-year-old son to wipe his own butt?


Amy
Voltaire: Hey, I'm real glad that you find the sight of a cute girl taking a dump awesome. I love to have my boyfriends with me while I'm shitting and I also enjoy watching cute guys while they're on the can. Some of my boyfriends have not minded doing this at all. Yeah, I agree that a good description is almost as good as seeing someone dump. So let's have some stories from you about good dumps you've taken! Your friend is right - you're not weird -- there are a lot of us around. Like many guys who post here, you're nervous of broaching your interest in poop with friends. You don't say whether this person is male or female. If he's male then that's no problem at all. Guys who spend time together fishing, hunting, etc. take a crap together all the time from what I hear. So you then can have a lot of opportunities to see the guy doing his business and can mention that you'd like to see a chick poop. If the friend is a female, it's more difficult unless you're goin! g to be frank about getting off on it. Chicks won't let you watch them poop unless you're real close (like dating) or they're also into the pooping scene. So be careful, you can easily turn other folks off.


ryan
i was really sick once. i had been having cramps and really bad gas all day, after eating chinese the night before. the diarrhea started about mid morning. upon waking, i went rushing into the bathroom to explode my innards out of my ass and into the toilet. yes, this was diarrea at its worst. it burned, oh yes it burned. and it didnt help my cramps at all. it made them worse. i was moaning in pain, sitting on the toilet doubled over, with eyes shut, as this vile black water gushed, and i do mean GUSHED, from my backside. it even made the gushing noise a faucet makes when its turned on full blast. i clutched my bloated aching belly, i held it for dear life. that only seemed to make the diarrhea go faster. i seriously could not control the flow.
i sat there for 1 hour. 1 hour ladies and gentlemen, in which time i had to flush the toilet 3 times. i watched the clock for one hour as my anus ejected the hideous fluid of my demise.
finally is slowed and "stopped." i was so dehydrated i could barely walk. halfway off of the toilet, i was suddenly paralyzed by an enormous dry heave. my mouth opened wide and i coughed weakly and spit a string of mucous onto the floor. then i dropped on hands and knees and threw up about a cup of whatever my diarrhea was made out of. i fell over on my side, my pants down around my knees as another load of liquid exploded from my ass onto the floor.
want an arial view? me, on the bathroom floor, curled up into a tiny ball, both arms around my belly. out of my ass, there gushes a brown tidal wave, unstoppable. it sloshes against the wall. then you see my body contract, and the dam in my throat breaks as well. my back arches as a horizontal projectile puke erupts from my mouth. it spreads in a rank pool around the base of the toilet.
i went to the doctor a few days later and found out it was salmonella.


Jessica
Hi. I'm 17 years old and I just came across this site. WOW! I can't believe some of the stories you all share. Well I have an accident story but it isn't about me. It's about a girl I babysat last summer. She is 10 and her brother is 6. I babysat them for about a month and a half last summer and the little boy, Derek, was a sweetie but his sister, Erica, was the moodiest kid I have ever known. One minute she would be happy and talking nice to me and the next she was p.o.'d about something. I really have no idea what her problem was. Anyway, they have a park near their house but it is about a 7 or 8 minute walk to get to it. Derek loves going there and Erica tolerates it. She's at the age where she's almost outgrown parks but still enjoys going. So one day last summer when I was babysitting them I told them that I would take them to the park in the afternoon if they would behave for me while I went shopping in the morning. I had to pick up a skirt and top for a party I was go! ing to be going to that weekend. Their Mom didn't mind me running errands with them. She said as long as I didn't drag them around with me day after day and did things that they liked doing as well then it was okay if on occassion I ran my errands with them. So that afternoon we walked to the park. I told them that we could only stay about half an hour because their Mom would be home early (she had a meeting that afternoon and once the meeting was over she could leave for the day) so we got to the park and Derek ran for the big slide and I went and sat down on the bench to watch them play. Erica came with me and as soon as I sat down she said she had to go to the bathroom. I looked at her and said "You're kidding right?" She gave me one of her "if looks could kill glares" and goes "No I'm not kidding!" I was so mad. I told her that she is old enough to know when she has to go and that she should have made sure she went before we left. She said she didn't have to go when we l! eft. I told her that by the time we walk home and come back it will be time to go home again because their Mom would be home. So I said I was going to let Derek play for about 20 minutes and then we would go. She was not happy about that but I told her if she wanted to go behind the trees and pee she could but she said she didn't want to. She sat on the bench with me the entire time we were there but never once spoke to me. She was too mad. Finally I said to Derek that it was time to go home. He of course didn't want to go and made sure I knew it but I told him that Erica really had to pee so we had to get going. We started walking home and not even a minute into our walk Erica was telling us to hurry up. I told her that we were going as fast as we could but I wasn't going to run off with her and leave Derek in the lurch. About half way Erica stopped walking and had her legs pressed tightly together. I said come on let's go and she said she couldn't make it. I told her she s! hould have gone behind the trees at the park but she just yelled at me that she didn't want to. We stood there for about two minutes and I finally told her we had to go and that her Mom was going to be home and wondering where we were. She had tears in her eyes as she started to walk again and about 30 seconds later she let out a cry. It wasn't until then that I realized she didn't have to pee. She had to poo. All of a sudden there was a very big lump in the back of her shorts. Derek started laughing and Erica started yelling at him to shut up and continued crying. I told her and Derek to hurry up and let's get home. Well about three minutes later we arrived at home only to find out that their Mom was already home. She asked what was the matter as soon as she saw Erica crying and I had to tell her that Erica had had an accident. As soon as she realized what I meant she got so mad at Erica and told her that she was far too old to be having accidents like that and she took her! to the bathroom to clean her up. I waited downstairs with Derek until his Mom was done with Erica. When their Mom came back downstairs she told me she couldn't believe Erica would do such a thing and I said that I had thought she just had to pee until I saw her do it. I went home then and after that everytime I babysat them Erica was cold towards me. Thankfully I only had two weeks left to babysit them after that incident.


pee gurl
I've always been really interested in pee stories. I have even on a few occasions wet myself on purpose. The last time this happened was about a week ago. I was at home and had just come bak from school. I had been holdin it all day and desperatley needed to go so I came onto the net and started reading pee stories which makes me have to go even more. Finally I had to go sooooo bad I was just about to let it out but then i decided to see how long i could wait (idecided to not let it out and to wait till it came out by itself) I was able to wait all evening and night allthough i did let out a little spirt a time or two . i ended up going the next morning while watching tv. I was just wondering if some ppl keep it in till the last minute on purpose sometimes and if any of u have peeing stories keep em coming!


Christine
I had an awful day yesterday I messed up all my bed sheets and ended up being late for school this morning. The day started as a good one because my parents and brother were some kind of camping trip, I choose not to go because I didn’t like camping. It was Sunday and I was suppose to go with my friends to go see a movie but I couldn’t get a hold of them so a was stuck at home all day. I watched t.v. All the way until 8pm when I thought I’d make myself some Burgers. As I ate the second burger my stomach started to rumble and ache, so I decided to drink some pop to make my ???? feel better. When the clock struck 9 I decided it would be better for me to just go to bed. My stomach hurt so much, all I could hear as I walked to my room was bribbbubub , I couldn’t help myself, anyway nobody was home that was a relief. I didn’t want to use the bathroom because the last time I used it I flooded it, and I thought I could last till morning so I’d start a fresh day. I got to my bed at! slid right onto my bed, and took off all my cloths except for my thong; I go to bed usually with no clothes. In the middle of the night I woke up face into my pillow and couldn’t move for some reason, then all of a sudden I started farting, I tried to stop but I couldn’t. It hit me so fast after the gas came to quite reliving diarhea. It just came out as I was farting, it was really watery and sounded awful it was like Griblbrllbrlb. I could feel it all fill up my thong and run around my bum and legs all over the bed sheets I was so tired when I finish that I just went back to sleep. When I woke up in the morning I looked down at all the poop all over my bed it was disgusting, it was all over my ass well. So I quickly ran to the shower turned the knobs and droped down my thong in the shower. The thong was full of shit, I was still kind of gassy and had a few cramps. I wanted to fart but all I got a Pssshhgribirb and shit all over the shower curtain. When I got out of the sh! ower I had to clean all the poop on the floor that dripped down on my way to the shower. I knew I was gunna be late for school and I didn’t fell to good, but I deiced I should go since I missed so much of class already. Bad Mistake. I go in late for gym and my teacher made me site in a corner and I couldn’t even go to the bathroom, oh no. I begged the teacher to let me go but she wouldn’t so I held as much as I could for soo long. I ended up just trying to fart and a soft mushy poop filled my other new thong! I was so mad and at the same time soo relived. Thanks for reading my story! Ill post again soon!


Althea
JB
1)What age group are you from? (ex. 16-25, 30-40, etc...) 43

2)How often do you poop? 2x-3x

3)What is the average size of your poops? (length, diameter) medium to long 0.5 inches

4)What texture are your poops usually? (Mushy, liquidy, firm, rock solid, etc...) mushy, sometimes loose, many times firm, solid.

5)Do you usually poop out logs, chunks, "snakes", or combinations of the above? combinations of above.

6)How long does it usually take you to poop? 10 minutes tops

7)What are the places like to take a dump? home, work, school, clean airports and department stores

8)Are you comfortable with a guy or girl watching you while you poop? yes.

9)Do you have to push a lot to let out your poo? not often

10)When you take a dump, about how many poos do you let out? 5

11)Does it take very long for you to take a poo? not long

12)Do you voluntarily take a poo at the first urge, or do you hold it, or simply go when convenient? first urge

13)What foods make you take the biggest dumps? meat, green leafy vegetables and fruits.

I like the cover girl naked on the bowl. That is how I am on mornings in my house. Too bad, the picture can not fit the space on the web site. She must be plopping some heavy pieces, easy, with farts, urination and smell. That is how my female cousins and I do it when we live in the same house. See my earlier posts.


Steve S
To Wetguy

Your dream has some reality to it. A few months ago I went to pick up a buddy of mine for a basketball tournament we were going to on a Sat. morning. He was still asleep and we were going to be late. He was running around his room trying to get dressed and had to pee really bad, but was trying to hold it until he was dressed. He squirted in his pants right after he got his shoes on.
Steve


Jay
A Few Questions: FOR MEN

1) do you prefer boxers, briefs, or do you care?

2) have you ever pooped in your pants? on accident or on purpose tell the story.

THANK YOU


music dude
Hi y'all. I've been reading this site since pages in the 400 range, a few years. Just got around to posting... I'm a guy btw.

Have you ever noticed that some songs if you hear them in the background, or just listen, sometimes the lyrics have to do with peeing? It's funny, I swear every time I hear the Beatles' "Let It Be" it sounds as if they're singing "Let me pee!" Another one is Cake's "The Distance", in which the lines "He's going the distance, he's going for speed" sounds like "He's going for distance, he's going to pee" (a peeing contest?) LOL!

One thing I was curious about. Normally I go and pee when I have about 350ml in me. But I have held it in and let loose with close to 2000ml on occasion. Now reading this site for a long time, I have heard of very few (if any) guys who can do close to this, only girls! Now I won't get into the classic guy/girl peeing capacity debate (which is actually one of my favorite topics), but why do I think my bladder is way bigger than normal? I have peed 2000ml from holding just 45 minutes during a water drinking spree (I downed about 15-20 tall glasses and had made sure I was empty at the start!) or another time from a hold for about 30 hours (both of which I did to test my capacity, I was really squirming and my bladder was throbbing a bit but there was no pain).

When I do go, it's not the typical stream that guys describe. It's a gushy, very hissy hosedown. Now I'm also uncircumsized and pee without pulling anything back, which really makes me wonder. I have timed my average flow rate to be around 20ml/second for a regular pee, but can go to 40ml/sec average on a big one, and can peak at around 60ml/sec! On a big one I can create an arc about 8 feet long. I have only heard of all these things in girls, what's so different about me?


Lucki Sportz Fanatic
To Teddy Bear -
Yeah, I don’t think I can go a full day without watching any sports. For baseball, I like the Arizona Diamondbacks. Football, I like the St.Louis Rams and the Green Bay Packers. Basketball, I like all of the California teams. Kobe Bryant and Vince Carter are my favorite athletes for basketball. Lastly, for hockey, I like the New Jersey Devils. Hopefully the Devils will win the Stanley Cup this season, right? How about your favorite teams? Now on for the subject that we write at this forum for. Amy has never seen me pooping before. I’ve peed in front of her many times, but never pooped. I would be willing to let her watch me sometime. Yeah, if I do get to wipe her I will most likely take my time and wipe her as best as anyone could do. Thanks alot for the advice, and I will remember the tips. Thanks!

Well tonight I’m really tired, and I don’t feel like telling you another story. Sorry, but I will next time. Just a quick little note, though. When I cooked that meal for Amy a few nights ago, it actually went pretty good. After we had finished cleaning up, she went to the bathroom and peed. She even left the door open, and it was a very loud pee. Au revoir.


South of Indy Dude
So much to post, yet so very little time. I've been really busy today, so I'm just gonna post a tiny bit this time.

I, after a lot of thought and examination, have decided that about 3 things brought on my fetish. First, a very Freudian mother thing. My mother has this bad habit of being a little TOO open about her habits.. She will go into the restroom while I'm standing right near it and just have a bowel movement with the door open. It's bothersome. Yet I believe somewhere in my early development, it has affected me somehow.

Secondly, the incident I posted last time getting walked in on. I think the shame and embarrasment of that caused me to think of it as "naughty" and "taboo" and because of that, I look at a girl having a bowel movement as "forbidden fruit". Something that is naughty.

Third and lastly, I had a few female neighbors when I was younger. I live near a lot of woods.. so we would often build forts. Never did we build a fort that these girls would not want a toilet in it. When we were younger, they wanted to build the toilets and use them... as we got older (around 11 or so..) I wanted to build the toilets... and then have them use them.. they did for a while, but started catching on, so I had to button up and make up a whole lot of lies as to not make them suspicious.

With these three aspects coming into play, plus a few others I have yet to mention, all happening in my most crucial years of development, I think that is the cause of my fetish. I'm often ashamed of it, but realize it's nothing I can control. That is why I'm generally pretty forgiving of people with strange and unusual fetishes.


John dingler
once upon a tim ei was in the woods when i took a huge dump i whipped out a ruler and measured it becuase i thought it might be a recored and then my frien came up and pushed me right in the the poo and it went all over my face


FM MATT
TO Carmalita: What you have described, I have never done in my life.
It is unbelievable that someone your size can output so much.Very impressive. You're just a "regular" poop factory. Keep 'em
coming.
Question: How much toilet paper was required for the "pie"? In fact, how long does it take you to goe through a role?
Your toilet bowel has my deepest sympathy.


Alfreeda
1)What age group are you from? (ex. 16-25, 30-40, etc...) I am 20.

2)How often do you poop? Usually once every day.

3)What is the average size of your poops? (length, diameter) 2 inches by about 6-8 inches.

4)What texture are your poops usually? (Mushy, liquidy, firm, rock solid, etc...) firm but sometimes soft.

5)Do you usually poop out logs, chunks, "snakes", or combinations of the above? Logs and chunks!

6)How long does it usually take you to poop? About 10 minutes.

7)What are the places like to take a dump? Only at home.

8)Are you comfortable with a guy or girl watching you while you poop? No, but i sometimes think about pooping on someone.

9)Do you have to push a lot to let out your poo? No, It comes out forcefully.

10)When you take a dump, about how many poos do you let out? Usually one.

11)Does it take very long for you to take a poo? no, but it is messy and i have to wipe 10-20 times.

12)Do you voluntarily take a poo at the first urge, or do you hold it, or simply go when convenient? I usually hold it until it is convenient. Sometimes when I hold it the urge passes.

13)What foods make you take the biggest dumps? I eat alot of Italian food like pasta, and macaroni and cheese as well as Japanese food, that really makes me go alot and very smelly also.


Jimmy
This is for the ladies:

1) Do you mind it when guys watch you do your business?

2) Have you ever taken a picture of you finished product? And if so, can I see it?

3)How far can you smell your poo?


John Q Public
Raging Uraphile, I can see what you are saying, but for me it's a bit more complicated. In my family, we were very opened about bathroom habbits, but out in public, we were a bit more private about it. My parents believe, and rightfully so, that going to the bathroom was a very important bodily function to good health, which is why they wanted us to feel no inhibitions about using the toilet. For this reason, I have been privy to seeing boys and girls, my sister, cousens, mother and aunt all use the bathroom to pee and crap through out my life. Very often they would come into the bathroom while I was taking a bath to do their business, and I did like wise when I had to crap.

Another thing that was going on in my life, is that I was chronicly incontenent of urine. I had to wear diapers all through my childhood and adelesence, and even to this day, I still have to wear one if I am going to be in any situation where I can't get to a bathroom or a private place to pee. A couple of pages ago, I posted a story that happened just a little over a week ago when I was out for my nightly exercise walk. I got caught short, and ended up having an accident.

Anyway, I was in diapers, and have a very weak bladder. My sister, on the other hand, and various other girls I knew, including a cousen of mine, had very strong bladders. My sister was especialy endowed, and felt no qualms about hissing out a long hard piss while I was in the bathroom with her changing my diaper. That more or less sparked my interest in uraphilia.

As for the question of whether or not women or men have stronger bladders, my experiences in life lead me to agree with HOLD IT man and Katrina, but since my bladder is far weaker then everyone elses for the most part, I am a poor example by which to make a judgement. I have seen my mom out hold and out pee my dad, I have seen my sister and cousen out hold and out pee older siblings and cousens, but that could be a family thing. My girlfriend has a very strong bladder, but again, I gravitate towards women who are like that, so I realy couldn't say if that was the 'norm' or not. Just based on my own observations, I think women usualy have stronger bladders then men.