Black Friday/Thanksgiving mall dump
On black friday i went to the mall with my Mom and my friend Amy to go
to JCpennys to buy clothes when i was in the changing room trying out
these new black fuzzy slipper flip-flops, that were fuzzy throughout the
flip-flops, when my stomach growled at me saying i needed to go from
last night. i told my mom to watch over my stuff for me and ran to the
bathroom in the store. when i went inside the bathroom i noticed someone
else was in the stalls, but i didn't care and took the stall adjacent
to the person that was there. as i was pulling down my shorts i noticed i
was wearing the black fuzzy slipper flip-flops, but i stilled pulled my
shorts down to my ankles any ways. as i was trying to concentrate on
pooping i heard tons of splashing next door to my stall and a flush,
then the person got up wiped and left, now i have the bathroom to
myself. some time later i felt a huge poop coming, so i leaned forward
and spread my toes apart to poop. it was easy to poop due to how
comfortable my feet and toes were in these flip-flops, because i was
able to concentrate easier, so releasing my bowels went with ease. a
little later some one came in and i was my friend Amy came in. i said
hello to her and she noticed it was me and said hello back. i asked did
she needed to go poop. she answered yes and took the stall adjacent to
me. she pulled her pants down to her ankles and starting blasting away.
it started to smell bad after she came in and i asked her what did you
eat and she replied thanksgiving of course. couple of minutes later i
was finishing my last wave of poops and got to pull my pants and wipe
and i noticed i stopped hearing plopping noises from Amy and then i
heard a soft grunt with loud splash then she sighed in relief and start
grunting again. i decided to take off these black fuzzy slipper
flip-flops and asked her to wear them. she asked why in an airy voice. i
told her they are comfy and might help you concentrate on pooping. she
said alright took off here converse and socks and held her hand under
the stall door and i handed them to her. she put them on and said
thanks. as i was walking outside the bathroom i stopped to pretend i
left by fakeley closing the door behind me. once she thought i left she
dug her toes into the the flip-flops really hard making them turn white
and a loud grunt. a little while of hearing her strain on the toilet a
loud splash came from her stall and she stood up and pulled her pants
up, wiped, and picked up her shoes and left the stall to notice i was
still in the bathroom. she blushed and said you were here the whole
time. i responded by saying yes and asked her if the fuzzy flip-flops
helped. she stopped blushing and said yes. when we left the bathroom she
handed me back the fuzzy flip-flops and she got a pair of her own in
white my mom noticed her getting the pair of fuzzy flip-flops and she
got a pair in gray.
Timee
jessica (az, here is an answer to your question.
(Q) what do you think is comfortable wear and positions while going to the bathroom
It depends where I am and what I am wearing. At home, I wear loose
clothing, like pj's or sweats, or a pj shirt. When I am out and about
that is another story. When I come home from church, school, etc., I
take off my skirt or dress or pants and just be in my shirt, stocking
feet, underwear, so when I need to, I do not have to mess with lots of
clothes. I just pull down my undies to my ankles and sit on the bowl. I
bend over just as you do many times when my stomach is loose and crampy.
Charlie
Constipation and holding to Josh
Hi Josh. I am an occasional poster to this site. Welcome to the site! I
too got constipated as a child and I think that started me withholding
also. I remember many times my Mom would find skids in my briefs and
discipline me for not wiping good enough. Then one day she happned to be
walking by the bathroom as I was trying (unsuccessfully) to go. That
was the first time I ever remember getting an enema. From then on it
would hurt when I tried to go, so I didn't try to go for a few days,
which made me even more constipated.
Even now, in my 30s, I still withhold because I know it's gonna
hurt. I have to use suppositories at least once a month, and enemas
every few weeks.
Timee
jessica az: Lay off those spicy things. They cause damage when consumed in large quantities.
Yesterday was Thanksgiving. I cooked so much, but could not eat so
much. I have enough to eat which will give enough to evacuate.
Jemma
An IBS sufferer
Hey
So I have Stress Induced IBS
& at the mo it's raised it's ugly head
Due to about a month of non stop stressing for me.
I have an anxiety disorder plus OCD so I get stressed
Very easily.
I am self helping my OCD teaching myself to check things only once
Now etc which is good though it's not the same for everyone with OCD
I just happen to be able to control myself sometimes - not always - it's an awful mental condition.
So my IBS is all over the place.
Cramps mainly - mild but constant.
I take Colpermin & Mebeverine for my IBS
The worst thing about it is that sometimes the cramps are
Overwhelming and in public it can be a bit of a nightmare.
Obviously the other symptons are constipation - don't really have that.
Diarrhoea - occasionally - I have very loose and very frequent bm's -
that's my personal definition of my particular IBS. I also have to be
careful what I eat - too much wheat can upset my
????.
But it can eventually with most people. It's not the most digestive friendly thing!!
Well that's my take on my personal situation with my IBS.
Would be interesting to hear from anyone else who has or might have IBS...
All for now, Jemma x
Fulup
Post Title (optional) Bill F's Question
You asked about having two steams when you are urinating. It happens for
one of the following: 1.If you hold a full bladder for a long time and
then begin to pee, the opening of your penis may had stick together.
2.Or if you are not circumcised and your foreskin is tight, it may
happen. In the USA most males are circumcised, then it seldom happens. I
was born and live in America.
P. S. I never pissed in school. Now I work all day, 8 or 9 hours without peeing and go home with a bursting bladder.
Friday, November 30, 2013
Leah T.
flights
Hi
Its me Leah. Lately I have been traveling a lot and noticed that
when I fly I get quite windy on the plane. I guess it has to change in
air pressure. Does anyone else notice this?
Bill F
Today I have another story about Emily.
One time, when we were both 10, we were in the treehouse when she
challenged me to a contest: who could hold their poop the longest? I
didn't want to set up a bout of constipation, so I turned it down, but
Emily decided she would see how long she could hold it anyway.
The first two days were normal, and by the third day, she was
farting a lot, and they were quite long. By day 5, she was still farting
a lot, but these farts were a lot shorter, because she was closing up
each time to keep from losing it. When she was a week in, I could see
her stomach was getting bloated, and she stopped farting completely. On
her eighth day of holding it, she started to look really uncomfortable,
and when she eventually had to pee, she had to keep her anus closed by
pressing on it with a wet wipe. Even with her anus stopped, some gas
still leaked out, which made a high pitched noise. On day 10, it looked
like she was close to breaking point. Our board game was moving very
slow, because each move was a challenge.
On day 11, she was sitting with her butt flat on the floor to keep
everything in. At one point in our game, I heard her stomach growl very
loud, and her expression changed to one of shock. I couldn't hear
anything else, no farting, not even crackling, so I wasn't sure what was
happening. Her face began to look like she was pushing, but I'm sure it
wasn't on purpose. She was pushing involuntarily, and the floor was
stopping it. She stayed like this for about thirty seconds, when she
gave a big grunt and sighed. She said "Almost lost it there." Somehoe
the poop had gone back in. But no more than five minutes later, it
looked like it was coming back with a vengeance. Another twenty seconds
passed which looked like an even harder struggle, but once again she
shrugged it off. "That was too close. I don't think I'll be able to take
another wave any stronger than that." I asked her "Is it hurting?" She
said "Between waves, there's a strong pressure all the time. During a
wave, it hurts a lot." Then I asked "Then why are you holding it?" She
was about to give an answer, but she was cut off by another wave, which
as she feared, seemed stronger than the other two. I noticed under her
skirt that she had no panties on today, and I also noticed a very large
poop pressing hard against the floor. She started slowly leaning to one
side, and I saw her poop continue to come out at the same speed. It
looked almost as if she was slowly lifting herself off of her poop.
Finally, her poop split off, leaving a 3 inch wide log on the floor. She
finished her answer, panting the entire time, "Because the relief
feels so good when I finally let go, especially if I can't control it."
I picked up the poop with some wet wipes and tossed it out. We got
back to our game, when her stomach growled a little later. When I saw
another equally large log poking out and pressing on the floor, I said
"You're not done?" She once again leaned to one side, and another
shorter log grew from underneath her. When that once split off, she said
"Are you kidding? I wouldn't be done at that point even with a normal
poop! You should know that." I said "Since you already lost two logs,
and god knows how many more you've got in there, how about you just
empty yourself and be rid of it all?" Her stomach growled again and
another thick poop poked out of her anus against the floor. She said
with a grunt, "Great idea." And quickly stood up, and her butt was
lifted off of yet another log. She turned around and I saw her anus was
already wide open, with a fourth turd coming fast. It was just as wide
as the others, getting narrower and exiting faster toward the end. It
fell to the floor, but her anus remained open as a fifth log rushed to
replace the fourth. This one was thinner, and came out much quicker. It
landed further away from her than the others, and with a very big, yet
quiet fart, she said she was done. She went to pee while I picked up the
other turds and tossed them out.
I asked her "Feeling better?" She said "I haven't felt this great in
a while! I feel twenty pounds lighter, like I just pooped out half of
my weight!" I said "You probably did." We both laughed. Then I said "I'm
not sure if you should be holding it for that long. I get that you go
less often tham most people, but eleven days isn't normal for anyone. My
mom says you can really hurt yourself if you hold it on purpose like
that." She agreed, and still on the toilet, quickly pushed out three
little chunks of poop. She said "I wasn't expecting that!" I said "When
do you ever?" We both laughed again, and she wiped herself mostly clean.
She stretched, and farted twice, quite loud. She said "It feels so
great to fart again!" I told her "See? All these great thing you missed
for holding all that poop. You might have gone without peeing, too!
Imagine how much you'd miss that." She laughed, and left for dinner.
After that, she never held her poop on purpose for any longer than three
days, which was normal for her.
See ya next time!
Autistic girl
How old was the autistic girl on the towel?
jessica (az)
hot cheetos = upset stomach
When i came home from school, last week on thursday, none of my parents
were home, and i was to tired to do anything at all and just wanted to
relax after a long day of school. I went to the snack cabinet, i grabbed
some hot cheetos and grabbed a pepsi from the fridge and sat down in my
living room to watch T.V. When i was snacking on the hot cheetos, my
stomach growled and I released a nasty, hot fart, which burnt my butt,
then my stomach growled again, but i ignored it this time. some time
later i finished my snack and i just sat around watching T.V. some more.
A little later, my stomach growled again and this time i felt poop
about to rush out of my butt, so i quickly got up and ran to the nearest
bathroom. when i made it i didn't even bother shutting the door and
unbutton my pants down to my 4 in. foam black platform thong flip-flops
(of course)and immediately sat down, while leaning forward, having my
hands cupped in front of me, and moving my feet towards the toilet. when
i sat down i was farting up a storm, while hot, mushy, smelly, poop ran
out of my butt, while hearing the sounds of plop plop plip plop plip
plip plop, which felt like lava. As i kept on pooping i started to feel
real hot, so i rolled up my shirt, which helped a little. soon after i
heard the doorbell rang, so i was like oh no. i quickly pulled down my
shirt and pulled up my pants and walked out the bathroom and opened the
door. when i opened the door it was the mailman with a package, for my
dad, so i hastily told the mailman to comeback later because he wasn't
here. the mailman said ok and left. once he left i ran back to the
bathroom and did the same position on the toilet, like i did last time,
and started pooping again. some time later as im still pooping a storm, i
began to get hotter, i quickly got up and opened up the bathroom window
at the same time that im hoping that the neighbors don't hear me. a
little later i heard my front door opened, and my mom yelled cheerfully
im home. though i panicked i didn't do anything because by now my butt
was really sore. my mom walked over thinking i'll be in my room to
realize i'm sitting on the toilet with nasty poops. she asked me if im
okay. i responded with an airy voice of yes and told her to close the
door. she said alright and just did as that. when i felt i wiggled my
toes, stood up to wipe, and looked at the toilet to see red/brown mushy
poop lying in the toilet, when i bent down to reach my pants i pooped
little and i said oh no, so i sat back down to poop some. luckily it was
for a short moment and i stood up to wipe again and flushed the toilet.
later in the night i was awakened by my burning stomach. i got up
having one hand on my stomach and the other on my butt. i went and
pulled my pajama shorts to my ankles and dug my feet onto the soft rug.
as i was pooping, i guess my poops were loud that it woke up my dad and
he came over and knocked on the door to keep quiet and left. the poop
was so hot, that i kept flinching in pain, which was really bad. a
little after i stopped pooping and i got up, wiped and left to fall back
to sleep. when i woke in the morning i started dressing up. as i was
dressing up for school my stomach growled as i was putting on my shorts
and i clenched my stomach and put on my 2 in. foam black platform thong
flip-flops and ran for the toilet. i sat and down and plopped away with
burning shits. i ended up wasting a lot of time getting prepared for
school and ended up just quickly doing everything i needed to do in the
morning. luckily i stopped having burning shits and and felt more
relaxed.
1 question survey
(Q) what do you think is comfortable wear and positions while going to the bathroom
(me)i think wearing looser pants, a soft tank-top and flip-flops are
comfortable wear while going to the bathroom or just going naked. for
positions i think pulling your bottoms down to your ankles is
comfortable and leaning forward while clenching your stomach
Blind Guy
To Jane
Greetings. I am pretty much phobic about public rest rooms, so I've
worn diapers when I know I won't be able to use my own bathroom or one
that I feel comfortable with, and that I won't be able to hold it long
enough to get to said bathroom. I also used them during a period of
enuresis during my high school and college years. Despite the total
embarrasement factor, they are quite comfortable and really take away
the worries of both issues. I never bother with store brand ones
though, and have only used the high capacity ones you can buy on line.
Best of luck, and just know that you are not alone here.
Katja
Post-Christmas piles
Last Christmas, I visited my cousin, Sabrina, and her family. They have a
cabin out in the woods. It's very nice and beautiful, but also quite
cold. But anyway, on Christmas day we all had an excellent, huge meal.
The next morning, several family members were going for a walk in the
woods, and Sabrina and I went along.
After a while, I was feeling an urge to poop, but didn't want to
make everyone wait for me, and I really felt I could hold it until we
got back to the cabin. But shortly after that, Sabrina said she needed
to go as well. At that point, I decided to go ahead and poop, since
someone else was going also.
We went a ways into the woods to find a bit of privacy. When we had
found a spot, we squatted next to each other. Sabrina began peeing right
away and it was a strong stream that melted almost all of the snow
around her. I also peed a little bit, but mainly I had to poop, so I
began to concentrate on that.
I pushed out a few good sized logs, and I looked over and noticed a
big pile underneath Sabrina and that she was still pooping. Thin, soft,
turds oozed out of her nearly non-stop, and hit her steaming, stinking
pile. I did two more turds of my own and we finished at almost the same
time, although her pile was easily twice as big as mine.
I got out some tissues and was ready to wipe, but when Sabrina got
out an actual roll of toilet paper, I knew she had planned this all
along. I said something like, "Wow, you really had to go, huh?" and she
told me she did. She said, "I did not want to shit at home. This would
stink up the whole cabin for hours."
Seeing as the cabin didn't have a bathroom fan, I'm guessing she was
right. If she had dropped that load in the toilet, the smell would have
hung around forever.
Josh
Tyler + Withholder + PinkSweet
Tyler: Hi Tyler, thanks for responding to me. i don't know if there's
really any event that triggered it but i think it started because of
constipation. i think it didn't want to poop because i thought it would
hurt or be too big because that definitely happened a lot when i was
younger. from that it kind of turned into a habit. and it would cause me
to soil my briefs sometimes or get more constipated. now its not as
much of a problem as it used to be but i still do it.
so i have some questions for you: do you still hold? do you still
get constipated? and do you ever get skid-marks or small accidents or
something? glad to know there are others like me! :)
Withholder: Hi, nice to meet you. i guess i usually hold for a few
days, never too long because if I hold for too long i'll probably end up
needing an enema or something and that does still happen sometimes. but
a few days won't be too much of a problem. and yea when i finally do go
it tends to be big and kind of hard. i know that just makes
constipation worse but i cant really help it, its just my default
reaction to hold it when i get an urge. do you do the same thing? id
like to hear about your experience too :)
PinkSweet: thanks for welcoming me! do you have a similar issue?
Brandon T
comments & stuff
To: Laurie great story it sounds like your boyfriend was really good about it and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Unknown Poster great story about that autistic girl.
To: Cary first welcome to the site and great story it sounds like
that enema did a really great job of helping you poop and please post
anymore stories you may have thanks.
To: annie as always another great story I hope you are or were able
to have a really good poop after the one on the plane and as always I
look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Alexa great live coverage and great poop by poop coverage to it
sounds like you had a pretty great and also noisy poop and I look
forward to your next post thanks.
To: Bloated Butt as always another great story and it sounds like
your friend Alicia kinda help get your poop moving even if thats not
what she planned and it sounds like you felt pretty great afterwards to
and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Observant great catch as always.
To: Timee great stor.
To: Linda it sounds like you had a pretty rough day I hope your constipation dosent last to long.
To: Shelbi great story about your big poop it sounds like it was a
pretty good one and I bet you felt pretty great afterwards to and I look
forward to your next post thanks.
To: Jemma great story about your big poop I bet you good afterwards and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Tim And Sally as always another great story.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerly Brandon T
PS. I love this site
John H
Large load in girlfriends grandparents toilet
Hey all.
Hope everyone enjoyed my last post where I talked about taking a dump outside.
In this post I will talk about a very enjoyable load that I dropped in my girlfriend's grandparent's toilet.
Yesterday my girlfriend and I decided to take a trip to visit her grandparents.
They are very nice people and always make sure to serve us up lots of food any time we call.
#I hadn't pood the previous day so there was a large amount of poo inside me waiting to come out.
I had no urge to go when we got there and I sat down at the table and enjoyed all the food that was given to us.
After I finished eating I felt very full and there was movement and a
building pressure as a load of poo made its way down to my hole.
I could feel that it was a large load and enjoyed holding it back for a while as we talked about one thing and another.
After a while I decided it was time to release the poo as I knew I wouldn't be able to hold it until we got home.
I left the table and went to the up stairs bathroom.
I dropped my trousers and boxers and sat on the high toilet.
I relaxed and a soft fart escaped before I felt the tip of the first log opening my hole slowly.
The log crackled out and there were some soft farts also.
I didn't push at all. I relaxed and let nature do its work.
The log felt fern and stretched me nicely as it came out.
The first log was very long so it didn't make much of a splash when it reached the water.
I let out some short farts and a long pee before I felt the next log moving down and pressing on my hole.
It was another thick one that felt very good coming out.
It came out quicker than the first log and splashed in to the water.
By this point I had been in the toilet for several minutes so I knew
that everyone down stairs would know that I was having more than a pee
but it was such an enjoyable dup that I didn't mind that.
Next a third log splashed out.
This was softer than the first two.
I pushed to see if there was anything else to come out and some softer poo plopped in to the bole.
I felt much better after the clear out and I wiped with some of the very soft toilet paper before flushing the toilet.
The toilet had a strong flush so all my poo was taken away apart from a slight smell.
I fixed my clothes, washed my hands and went back down stairs.
As soon as I sat down my girlfriend's gram went up stairs and I heard her footsteps going in to the bathroom.
She was most likely going to survey the damage or maybe she has an interest in toilet matters.
Either way she came back down a moment later and the conversation continued on as normal.
That's all for this post.
Will post again soon with some comments.
Take care all,
John H
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Tim (and Sally)
Running River
Hi, everybody, it's Tim here again with another story from my childhood.
This one happened when I was about 12 years old. Here goes:
The Saturday after sleeping over at the treehouse, as I told in my
last story, Sally and I decided to go for a walk in the forest, only
this time, we would go deeper than we had ever gone before. After we had
been walking for about an hour, Sally stopped and said, "Tim, I need to
stop for a wee." I needed a wee as well, so I agreed to stop. We walked
over to the nearest tree, unzipped our pants, and peed standing side by
side. My pee stream only went for about 30 seconds, but Sally's stream
lasted for almost three minutes. When she was finally done, she zipped
up her jeans and said, "Sorry, it must be all the water that I drank
earlier." I told her not to worry, and we continued on our walk. Two
more hours passed, and we found ourselves in a part of the forest that
we had never been before. The trees were so thick that almost all
sunlight was blotted out, and we noticed a fast-flowing river next to
our walking path that we had never seen before. Sally suddenly stopped
and looked at me. "Tim, I need to go to the toilet again." she said to
me. "What do you need to do?" I asked her, and she replied, "Both a wee
and a poo." I then started to think, as I needed to go as well, but we
couldn't go and squat behind the bushes or the trees, as it had just
rained the night before and there was mud everywhere. Then, it struck
me. We could use the river! "Why don't we squat on the edge of the
riverbank?" I asked her. "That way, all our poo and pee will just be
washed away!" Sally agreed instantly, so we ran over to the riverbank,
and found a suitable spot to squat. Sally the leather belt on her jeans
and unzipped her fly in a hurry. She then proceeded to push her jeans to
her ankles, followed by her red undies. I dropped my shorts and blue
undies to my ankles, and we both squatted next to each other, taking
care to ensure that our bums were sticking far enough over the water.
Sally was the first to begin, as usual. She started with a short pee,
which lasted about 30 seconds. I also had a wee, which lasted for about
the same length of time. Once she was finished her wee, Sally cut a loud
fart and started grunting. Nothing was coming out, so I suggested that
she use both her hand to spread her bum cheeks. She spread them, and she
farted nonstop for about 15 seconds, then a huge tan-coloured turd slid
out of her anus. As it did, it broke up into two pieces, which made
Sally grunt. I pushed out 3 dark-brown, sausage-shaped turds, followed
by some mush. Sally was nowhere near done, however. She grunted again,
and some diarrhoea flowed out of her anus into the water. Finally, she
grunted so loud that it startled me. Still grunting, she grabbed my hand
and squeezed it tightly. I told her that another tan-coloured turd was
coming out, and that it was even bigger than the one before. I stroked
her forehead and said, "Come on, Sal, one more beautiful, big push
should do it." Sally summoned up all her might and pushed. A gigantic
turd, almost the size of an anaconda, splashed into the water and was
carried downstream. I stared, open-mouthed, at the monster which Sally
had just managed to produce. "Wow, I feel like I just gave birth!" she
joked. "Yeah, that thing was so big, I would swear it had a heartbeat!" I
shot back. Sally laughed loudly, before farting once more and having a
short, 30-second long final stream of pee. I said that I would go and
get leaves for us to wipe with. I went and got the leaves, and we
squatted down next to each other again to wipe our private parts. While
we were doing this, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl, about our age,
wearing a T-shirt and running shorts, came running up the path. We were
worried that she might see us and freak out. What happened next, neither
of us were expecting. Se ran up next to Sally, smiled weakly at her,
ripped her running shorts and yellow bikini undies to her ankles, and
squatted down. Without warning, she shot out a loud fart, followed by a
turd that was at least as twice as big as the one Sally had just managed
to produce. Sally had a hard time with her turd, but this girl didn't
even bat an eyelid as this huge turd splashed into the river and floated
downstream. "Wow, your bowels are incredible!" we both said at once,
handing her some leaves to wipe with. She just smiled and said, "That
was the result of not pooping in 2 weeks!" We pulled our pants back up
and the three of us decided to skinny-dip further downstream, seeing as
the day was so hot. The girl told us that her name was Leslie, and that
she lived in a nudist camp near the beach, which was not far away from
where Sally and I lived. She said that Sally and I must come and visit
her family sometime. We agreed to visit her the very next day. The
toilet experiences at the nudist camp were something special, so keep an
eye out for my next story, which will be about the nudist camp. Until
next time, stay safe and peace to everyone!
PinkSweet
JANE: I love diapers! no, I dont wear them very often because im too
shy! I have worn them before, and I gotta say, if I could wear them all
the time I would! Do you use your nappys for both or just weeing?
Ive been sooo gassy all morning. Theres all this pressure right at
my butt! If I dont sit down carefully its pretty uncomfortable. I have
all this stuff to get done with people, and I just felt like waiting to
use the toilet after Im done. Now im regretting it. I have to go so
bad.
Now Im done, guess nothing stopping me now! Ill write while im going
I like how the feeling intensifies once you sit your butt on the
toilet...i just had a bubbly fart...I can hear the crackling of my poop
coming out, and im farting really small stinky farts...okay its coming
out now... it was one massive turd that broke a few times as it came
out, crackling and farting the whole way down! ahhhhh felt good :)
Mr. Clogs
Looking forward to your Thanksgiving Posts
Just like the title says. As for me, keeping it simple, but I do need
to take a laxative and clean out, Mind you I'm able to go, but just
need that extra "relief" if you know what I mean. Anyway enjoy your
Thanksgiving holiday with your family and friends and keep the posts
coming, I'm sure someone has an adventure to tell.
Abbie
Update
Hi everyone, sorry I haven't posted in ages, I've been really busy.
Megan- great post about you and Charlotte seeing each other on the
loo! I know what you mean, it must have been a bit embarrassing if she
realised you were having a poo from the smell. It sounded like you had
to push quite hard towards the end, hope your not getting constipated.
The same thing happened to me a while back, I used the toilet in front
of one of my friends (also called Charlotte!) who I hadn't seen for
ages, I was actually less embarrassed about going for a poo with her
watching than I was about her seeing my knickers as I know I don't
exactly wear fashionable underwear, luckily I got to see her knickers
too as she went to the loo straight after me and hers weren't any better
so it was OK!
Beth W- I loved your story about wetting your knickers, I remember a
while back when I was at school I was so close to doing the same. I'd
been bursting for a wee all morning and when I got to the loos at the
start of lunch break I had to wait in a massive queue. I can remember
standing there with my bladder just about to give way, it was summer and
I was wearing a skirt with no tights and just as a cubicle started to
unlock I almost lost it and let a spurt of wee go, it soaked my knickers
and I could feel it starting to leak out and run down my legs, luckily
by then I was in a cubicle and by the time the next spurt came I had got
my knickers down and I was on the loo, thank God! I look forward to
more of your stories.
Anyway, at the moment I'm going two or three days between poos which
is quite good for me, I still have to strain a bit to get them to come
but I wouldn't say I was constipated as such which is better than it has
been. The other day Lucy was sleeping over round my house, it was about
10 in the evening and we'd eaten a massive takeaway pizza for tea so
were feeling pretty full! We went up to my room to chill out for a bit
before getting ready for bed, my belly was feeling a bit bloated and my
jeans were digging in so I took them off and sat on my bed wearing just
my tee-shirt and knickers, Lucy said "I'm going to have to do the same,
my jeans are really tight" and took her jeans off, she was wearing
yellow flowery knickers which looked really tight as well. We sat and
chatted for a bit and after a few minutes I started to feel a poo
coming, I did a quiet fart which made the urge go away for a bit,
luckily it wasn't a smelly one so Lucy didn't notice! About ten minutes
later I thought I needed to fart again so I pushed a bit but realised
that a log was ready to come out as I could feel it starting to poke out
of my bum, I clenched my bum and managed to suck the log back up but I
was pretty sure I'd have marks in my knickers as I could feel they were
giving me a wedgie. I realised I hadn't been for a poo in three days and
the log felt pretty big, as I stood up I said "I need a poo," so Lucy
came into my ensuite and sat on the floor. As I've mentioned in other
posts, Lucy and I are totally used to seeing each other on the loo and
we tell each other exactly what we need so we know whether to go in to
the toilet with each other or not- if its just a wee we know it'll be
quick so usually we don't bother coming in, but if we say we want a poo
we know it might take a while so that's when we do go in so we can keep
chatting. Anyway, back to the story, I went over to the loo, pulled down
my pale blue knickers and sat on the seat, I relaxed my bum and felt
the log starting to poke out slowly and I moaned with releaf, Lucy said
"Sounds like you really needed to go, why did you hold it so long?" I
said "I didn't, I thought I just had to fart and then all of a sudden I
was desperate for a poo, just as well I could get on the toilet quick!" I
looked down at my knickers which somehow had remained clean despite the
fact they'd been wedged up my bum. I could feel the log getting fatter
and knew I would have to start pushing so I took a deep breath and bore
down, after a few pushes like that I could feel I'd gone red, to be
honest that's quite normal for both of us so Lucy never said anything to
draw attention to it. By now the log was at its widest point and it was
quite hard and knobbly. I relaxed for a moment and realised it was too
far out to get sucked back up so I gave myself a breather for a couple
of minutes, Lucy said "Are you constipated?" and I said "I didn't think
so but I must be a bit, I've got a massive log stuck half way out of my
bum!" I started to bear down again even harder and couldn't help
grunting as I drew breath, again I know Lucy quite often needs to push
when she has a poo and also ends up having to grunt so it wasn't too
embarrassing. I suddenly felt the log move faster and realised the
fattest part was through, it started to speed up a bit and a few seconds
later I moaned with releaf as it dropped, it made a loud plop and
splashed my bum! I could feel more poo inside me so I pushed again and
felt another log starting to make its way out, I expected this one to be
easier but as it slowly started to come out I realised it was another
big one. I spent the next few minutes straining and eventually managed
to get the log to drop. I took some loo roll and wiped my bottom before
flushing, pulling up my knickers and washing my hands. Lucy then said
she needed a wee, so she dropped her knickers and sat on the seat, as
she was weeing she said "I should really try to have a poo, I haven't
been for a couple of days and I don't want to get constipated."
I said "Do you feel like you need to go?" and she replied "Not
really, but I might as well try." By now her wee stream had stopped and I
saw her take a deep breath and start to push, a few hard pushes and
grunts later she said "I must have needed a poo after all, its coming
out now" and kept on straining for a few more minutes , just like me she
had gone red by now. Soon after I heard a plop as her poo dropped and
then she passed a few more pieces which didn't need quite so much
pushing. Lucy said "Right, I'm finished," and took some toilet paper to
wipe her bum. She then flushed, pulled up her knickers and washed her
hands, and we both went back into my room to get ready for bed. Hope you
enjoyed this story, bye for now!!
Jemma
Reply to kmd
Hiya kmd
Thanks for your questions, I'll try to answer them all lol if I can,
Cinema:- yes they were all large so they ended up piling to the surface & yes it did smell!
As for the skirt pulling down thing, yes I always pull my skirt down
for the exact reason you mentioned. One toilet I went in years ago
(after school about 15 years ago, and i was wearing my school skirt) had
some womans blood from her period on the seat!! I knew this as she also
left her soaking bloody tampon on the floor so I used the next cubicle -
alarmed at what I saw - and had my wee. So since then I always pull my
skirt down.
Hope you're ok?!
My IBS is playing up at the mo, Cramps mainly,
Though my Colpermin capsules are sorting me out slowly!!
Look forward to your next post! J x
Thomas
To Jane
Well, as a matter of fact I do wear diapers. After I had a bad bladder
infection, I started to wet the bed nightly and also had day time
accidents. There were times when I had a diaper on pretty much 24/7.
Recently it improved and I had no accidents in the past few weeks. But I
did shit myself about a month ago. Was diapered at the time, so no big
deal.
Tim (and Sally)
Teaching My Cousin
Hi, everybody, it's Tim here with another childhood story. This one happened when I was 14 years old here goes:
One weekend in the spring, my cousin Rose, who was now 11 years old,
was visiting us and she was going to stay with us for a week. Her
family were from a farm, just like us, so we both loved being outdoors.
The week passed quickly, and soon it was Saturday. Rose's last day with
us was Saturday, as she would be leaving on Sunday morning. As a
farewell present, I asked her if, after lunch, she would like to go for a
walk with me in the forest. She loved to be outdoors, so she agreed
instantly. It was a hot day, so before we left, we drank lots of water. I
called Sally to ask if she wanted to come as well, but she said that
she had bad diarrhoea, and didn't want to risk walking with us in case
she had an accident. I told her to get better soon, and Rose and I set
off on our walk. We had been walking for about 30 minutes when Rose
turned to me and said, "Tim, I need to do a wee!" I needed to go as
well, so I suggested that she go and squat behind some bushes. She
replied, "No, I can't do that because Mum will kill me if I get these
pants dirty!" So I thought for a minuted, before saying, "Rose, do you
want me to teach you how to pee standing up like a boy?" Rose thought
for a minute, before agreeing to it. She's always been a bit of a
tomboy, and today was no different. So, I led her behind some bushes.
"Ok, Rose, the first thing you need to do is to lower your jeans and
undies to your ankles." Rose obediently unbuckled her belt, unzipped the
fly on her jeans, and pushed them to her ankles, followed by her pink
undies. While she was getting ready, I unbuckled my own belt and
unzipped the fly on my jeans, in preparation for the demonstration. Once
she was ready, I said to her, "OK, Rose, I'm now going to do a wee, so
that you can get some idea of how to do it." With that, I took my penis
out of my fly, held it with both hands, and pissed a powerful stream for
2 and a half minutes non-stop. Rose watched intently, never once taking
her eyes off of me. Once I was done, she said, "Your snake has no hat.
I've never seen that before!" I laughed, then we went back to work. "OK
now, Rose, it's your turn now. Put both of your hand on your vagina and
spread it widely. Make sure to push hard while you pee to avoid
splashing." Rose nodded, and put both of her hands on her vagina and
spread it widely. She pissed a powerful steam that lasted for a good 30
seconds longer than my own. While she was urinating, I felt the urge for
a poo. I couldn't be bothered to squat, so I simply pushed my jeans and
undies to my ankles and adopted a high squat with my bum jutting
outwards. I was fortunate to have answered Nature's call right there and
then, as I released what I thought was a fart but what actually turned
out to be diarrhoea. It splattered onto the ground, followed by three
wet farts and more diarrhoea. I grunted with each wave of water that
flowed out of my anus. Rose, who was by now finished, wiped her vagina
with some grass, pulled her jeans and undies back up, and gave me a
concerned look. "Are you alright Tim?" she asked me. "Yes, I'm fine,
just a little diarrhoea!" I told her. Rose thanked me for teaching her
how to go like a boy, and found me some grass to wipe my bum with. I
wiped, and once I had pulled my jeans and undies back up, we began the
walk home. One month later, I received a letter from Rose, saying that
she had taught all of her friends how to pee standing up! I smiled to
myself, and thought that I was a pretty good teacher when it came to
these things. Until the next story, stay safe, everyone!
Laurie
Hello everyone. I have a story about when I knew that my then-boyfriend
was 'the one'. Most people's stories are probably not poop-related, but
mine is. I guess I should start by saying that I'm shy about going #2,
and I used to be far worse than I am now.
Many years ago, when I was in my early twenties, I'd been dating a
guy for a while. Things were good between us, but my shyness was making
it difficult. I could not bring myself to go #2 when he was around,
which made it especially uncomfortable when I stayed the night. Up until
this incident, I had been lucky and managed to not have any major
uncontrollable urges. But as we all know, no streak can last forever.
My boyfriend had planned a romantic weekend away for us. I was
excited at first, until I really began to think about it. I'm a
once-a-day girl and pretty much always have been. There was little
chance I could make it all weekend without having to go #2. I made what
turned out to be the best decision of my life to just go and deal with
it when the time came, come what may, rather than risk him leaving me.
Anyway, the weekend was lovely, until the inevitable happened. I had
made it until the last morning and there was a while it was looking
like I might have been hit with a really convenient bout of
constipation. But alas, no dice. It was early that morning and I could
feel that I needed to go #2. The need was increasing every minute and
holding it the rest of the day and then the drive home was just not an
option.
So I gently got out of bed, trying not to wake my boyfriend, but I
didn't succeed. He asked where I was going, and I said I just needed the
toilet. He said okay, rolled over and (I assumed) went back to sleep. I
went into the bathroom, turned on the fan and prepared to 'do my
business'.
I was incredibly nervous, and even though I had needed to go very
bad while in bed, now I was sitting on the toilet and nothing was coming
out. I did eventually start going, but I was soon interrupted by a
knock at the door. My boyfriend was wondering if I was alright, saying
I'd been in there a while. I looked and saw that it had been fifteen
minutes. I shouted back that I was fine and almost done.
I finished up, wiped, flushed, and sprayed some of my perfume
around. I doubt it really helped, but I was willing to try anything.
When I came out, I half expected him to be disgusted with me, but he
didn't seem to care and just went in and closed the door.
I was still upset and sat on the bed and tried not to cry. But I
failed miserably. When I heard the toilet flush, I wiped my eyes as best
I could, but he came out and knew I'd been crying. He asked what was
wrong, and I said nothing. He persisted and finally I told him the whole
story about being embarrassed to go #2.
He comforted me and told me he didn't care at all. It was perfectly
normal, and "I do it too you know", he said. That helped me a ton,
probably more than he ever knew. And after that day, there was never a
doubt in my mind that he was 'the one', my soulmate. We're now happily
married and have two kids.
Tyler
To Josh the new guy!
Hi Josh...and welcome.
I'm Tyler; we have a lot in common, maybe you've read some of my
posts. You are sure not alone with encopresis.....I read a lot about my
issues and there are **many many** kids like us.
For you; was there some event or "trigger" in your life that caused
you to begin holding? Some of us can identify something from very
young childhood....and others (like me) really can't. I wish I could.
Anyhoo......glad you feel comfortable here....As for me....go ahead
and ask me anything you want. I'm looking forward to hearing more from
you.
Tyler.
Witnessing Girl With Autism Pooping
So today, I was in the PE locker room and I witnessed this Autistic
girl pooping. We have to share the locker room with the kids and
teachers from this program for severely Autistic children because they
have a pool in the same like basement as the gym where they do therapies
and stuff and after gym my friend and I and my gym teacher went into
the women's locker room which smelled like feces mixed with chlorine
from the pool. I could see that there was a girl who was Autistic butt
naked on a towel that was trying to poop. There were a couple of
teachers from this program sitting silently waiting for the girl to push
her poop out. I ran to go get my key for my locker when I saw the girl
trying to push. I then quickly clothed myself when I again saw the girl
pushing her poop out. I heard her make noises and cry when a teacher
from the program complemented her possibly on her poop. I did not see
or hear the feces go into the towel which the teachers possibly set up
for this girl since she was not toilet trained or has trouble producing a
bowel movement in a diaper . On my way out of the locker room I saw a
teacher possibly bringing in a wipe to clean her butt after she pooped.
Brandon T
comments & stuff
To: Connie great story about your mega dump it sounds like you had alot
to get out and it sounds like you really enjoyed it to and I bet you
felt beyond amazing afterwards to and as always I look forward to your
next post thanks.
To: Obeservant Guy as always another great set of catches.
To: Raina it sounds like you had a really rough day.
To: Bloated Butt as always another great story and it sounds like
you already got your next story brewing up I look forward to reading it
thanks.
To: Rachel great story about your big poop at school it sounds like
it was a really good one to and I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Jasmin K great story.
Well thats all for now.
Sincerly Brandon T
PS. I love this site
Timee
I just took a simple small per before I go to sleep. I could smell the tea tincture in my urine. Good night.
Cary
Boyfriend enema
Hey everyone....I have been a follower of this site off and on over the last couple years..
Anyway,this last weekend I visited my BF and stayed at his
place...on Saturday morning I got up with a major stomach ache and knew
that it was because I had not had a BM in three days..I tried for a half
hour to go..no action.. Totally plugged up...My BF ask if I was sick as
he wanted to use the bathroom???I confessed my problem and ask if he
had any laxatives or a suppository???He said he didn't but he had an
enema bag which he used once in awhile when he was constipated...I was
shocked..my BF took enemas? He never mentioned them over the two years
we had been dating....
SO... I said really I could certainly use one I guess...my mom used
to give them to me for the very same problem when I lived at home...he
said he would be glad to help if I needed or I could use the bag
myself...I said he could give me one if he was not to embarrassed..
He said no big deal...and got a warm soapy mixture ready and filled
the bag and give it to me...OMG cramped up like painfully ...Finally
took the bag and yes it was the best relief ever...So guys if you are
really plugged up don't be embarrassed to use the old fashion enema
bag....later..
Withholder
To Josh: How many days do you usually hold in your poop? When you
finally let it out, is the log very fat, dry, and knobby? I am a
lifelong poop holder as well, been holding it ever since I was little
and now I cant stop. I would love to hear about your experience with
encopresis, constipation, and holding.
I wonder if...
Has anybody such a remembrance?
I've read some stories on previous pages;one of the most interesitng was
story of Julie from page 646.Now I think I'd like to have such a
situation: i'm on a similar train station and have very strong urge to
poo,so i'm goig to the toilet (looking just as that in this story) and i
see that a cleaning lady is just cleaning toilets.I ask her if i could
use one of them and she tell me to go ahead,still cleaning the other
stands.So i unzipp my trousers and squat over the hole next to her and
start to push...
Had anybody situation like this (or similar)?
Mr. Clogs
Comments
Connie: First welcome and I enjoy your posts of taking a mega dump in
the toilet. Wow that was a lot turds that was built up in you. Keep
the posts coming.
Observant Guy: Interesting post about your sister-in law.
Bloated Butt: I really enjoy your posts especially answering Linda
from Australia question. Appreciate the details and keep the posts
coming.
As for me nothing interesting to report. I probably need to clean
out after Thanksgiving and stuff. Bowels been less than spectacular
here lately, Guess I'm have to up my fibre intake.
Take care everybody!
--Mr. Clogs
Annie
Squat toilet mess and airplane poop
Hi. Been constipated for the last while despite a healthy diet and lots
of exercise. I'm in Taiwan right now visiting my in-laws for the first
time. I'm having a great time but my stomach is swollen and it doesn't
feel or look nice. The last time I pooped was Sunday just before we
landed in Taiwan. I started twitching on the airplane and complaining
that my stomach hurt so I got up to go to the bathroom but both
bathrooms were occupied! I suddenly got really hot and sank to the floor
not feeling well. I thought it was a seizure coming because usually I
get really hot before one comes. Finally someone came out of the
bathroom and I went in. I pulled my jeans and undies down and sat with
my head on the sink as my bowels unloaded. It took a few minutes. I
couldn't take my time in there because we were landing. I was supposed
to be in my seat. But it was either that or shit my pants and I was NOT
going to meet my in-laws for the first time with a load in my pants.
After about 5 minutes I felt done. I wiped as best as I could and stood
to pull up my clothes. There were 3 logs in the toilet each about 6
inches long. My stomach still hurt after that but I couldn't go anymore.
I haven't been able to poop since :( And I've been eating nothing but
healthy stuff and walking tons.
Today my husband and I went to a restaurant called The Modern Toilet
where they serve food and drinks in literally, toilet, bedpan and
urinal shaped dishes! Our drinks came in urinals and our food came in
toilets and bedpans. And for dessert we got ice cream in the shape of
poop. LOL. After I had to pee so I used their only bathroom which had a
squat toilet! I've never used one so obviously I was in for a challenge.
I thought I was doing well but I ended up making a big mess because my
pee sprayed forward onto the floor (and my pants :( ) not downwards into
the toilet. I had to clean up the bathroom as best as I could with
toilet paper and walk around with my shopping bags covering my mishap
(big wet spot on the leg of my yoga pants-thankfully black. What a
disaster
Little Mandi
What up guys? I don't really have nothing to post. I kinda feel a poop
coming on. I haven't been in a few days so its about that time.
It seems like the ''puke bug'' is going around my family. My
grandmom was throwing her guts up last week for an entire day now today
my mom has it.
When I had the bug I never threw up. I only got the diarrhea part of
it and was lucky enough to stop it with the pepto bismol. I sure hope I
don't get it again.
I'm gonna do these surveys I saw on here now.
1. Are any of you embarrassed to use a public restroom?
Yes,very. I'm extremely extremely poop shy and would never be able
to go unless I was gonna truly poop myself. Sometimes I even get pee
shy.
2. How would you react if someone farted in a public place?
I may give a funny look to myself but I wouldnt act any type way. I
don't bother me when people fart around me. Sometimes I even think its
funny.
3. Does Thanksgiving affect your bowel habits?
No,I poop normal still.
4. Do you wipe standing up or sitting? Sitting down if I have only done I wipe sitting down.
5. Would you use the other restroom in a public place if your restroom was out of order and you are desperate to go?
No,Probably not.
Jessica's:
(1) what was your longest toilet session in the bathroom, and why?
I think the longest time I took in the bathroom was about 45 minutes that one time I was extremely constipated for 7 days.
(2) dirtiest place you've gone to go to the bathroom?
I dont remember where I was but I remember this bathroom was filthy. The floors were soaked and it smelled really bad.
(3) most odd place you've gone to go to the bathroom?
Never went to the bathroom anywhere but a toilet. I did go pee in the ocean before but who hasnt?
(4) worst moment to go to the bathroom?
I'd say during a long car ride or something like that.
Alexa
Pooing right now
Okay, so, I'm feeling the beginnings of a need to poo. I'll be on the
toilet shortly and I'm going to type my experience as they're happening.
Oh, I just let off a long wet fart. Better get to the bathroom.
Alright, sitting on the toilet now, about to begin. Brrt Ppptt
Ppprrrtt. Some gas before I start pooing. It's already smelling in here
and I haven't done any poo yet. Pfffffffft. A nearly silent puff of gas
announced the crowning of my first turd. Just the first little bit is
poking out. Maybe a small push will help it on its way. Nnnhh.
Good, it's sliding out easily. Still coming. Seems pretty long.
Ploop. Brraaaaaaaaaarrt. Whoa, that was a loud fart! Pfft Pfft Pfft.
Man, I wonder what I ate that gave me all this gas. I don't usually fart
this much. Another turd's emerging. It's much softer and just oozing
right out. Flump!
I think I'm done, but my stomach's still rumbling. It's probably
just more gas. I'll sit for a bit longer and find out. Prrrrttt.
Braaarrt. Pff Pff Pppffffffffttt. Oh yeah, that did the trick. My
stomach feels soo much better now that I farted a bunch more times.
Alright, gonna send this off, then wipe myself.
Hope you enjoyed it.
Love, Alexa
Bloated Butt
To Connie:
My goodness! You sound almost like me! I often have really huge BMs
because of my metabolism, and also because I enjoy holding them in for
longer than I need to. Even without doing anything, I typically poop
every 2-3 days. But many times I deliberately hold them in for an
additional day or two, simply because I enjoy the feeling. Sometimes it
backfires, though. Have you ever ended up really constipated because you
haven't pooped in so long?
I pooped yesterday, on Friday the 22nd, almost a week since my last
BM which was on the previous Saturday the 16th. I had intended to poop
Wednesday or Thursday but I just didn't for some reason, so by Friday I
pretty much looked pregnant, waddling around our house with my stomach
bulging and heavy with poop. My boyfriend wasn't home but Alicia was
over and she noticed my stomach, and I just told her I was a little
backed up. I was passing a lot of gas but managed to keep it mostly
discrete, not dropping huge loud farts right in front of her. My butt
felt like I had a grapefruit stuffed deep inside and I was basically
waiting for her to leave so I can finally plonk down on the toilet and
plop it all out.
At one point Alicia was telling me about this mixed martial arts
thing that she does. I said before that Alicia is really into working
out and has a terrific body. She's a little taller and much more
athletic than I am, and she wanted to demonstrate some kind of move. I
honestly wasn't feeling up to it but I went along anyway, so we pushed
the coffee table to the side of the living room. Alicia told me to punch
at her, I've never thrown a punch in my life so I just sort of swung my
arm at her slowly, and she caught it and before I knew it she was
standing behind me, restraining both of my arms! She was so fast, it was
like a blur. I struggled to break free but she was simply way too
strong.
"You barely even tried to hit me" she said, letting my arms go. "Try again, this time really try to hit me."
This time I swung my arm harder, and the result was the same. Like
nothing, Alicia caught my wrist in mid-air and pretty much spun me
around, somehow got my other arm, and held them both behind my back with
just one arm.
"So how successful is this against someone who actually knows how to
fight?" I said. My bloated stomach bulged out and it was difficult to
hide it with Alicia holding my arms behind me.
"I've done it on other people in my class. None of them are as slow as you, though" said Alicia.
I struggled to get free but she held me fast, "So what if someone has a gun or whatever?"
"If they have a gun you run the heck away. Same thing if they had a
knife, too. This is just for unarmed opponents" She didn't actually say
'heck', by the way. "Can you get free?"
I strained really hard, but her single arm was strong enough to easily hold both of mine, "No." I sighed in defeat.
"Good," she said, and then she tripped me and I fell to the floor!
She still had my arms in a lock with her left arm, but now lying behind
me as I lay on my left side, and her legs wrapped around my legs. I
tried to pull my legs apart, but couldn't. I could feel Alicia's strong
legs hold my soft ones in a firm grip. I honestly couldn't move!
"Ow! Alicia!" I yelled.
"Wow, seriously, you're like the easiest sparring partner I've ever had. No offense." she said, laughing.
"Ugh...it's not funny...". My stomach rumbled with gas and building pressure, and we both heard it.
"Are you okay?" She reached around with her right arm and felt my bloated stomach, pressing against it slightly.
"Uhnnnnn...I just need to use the toilet..." I sighed. I was hoping
to hold it until she left, but it had already been six days since I
pooped and I felt like I had to poop out a redwood tree. Plus her
wrestling me to the ground probably kickstarted something.
"Oh Gosh. Sorry, sweetie" said Alicia, and she let me go. I shot her
a quick glare as I got up and went to the bathroom. A massive log was
right at my anus when I sat down, and slowly inched its way out as I
pushed, stretching me wider and wider. After a few seconds of pushing I
had to stop and catch my breath, and the poop stopped moving. I groaned
as I felt a tremendous load behind the thick log, my bowels were so
packed and full. I felt my stomach and rubbed it with both hands, then
reached down and behind me to massage my buttcheeks and hips. The thick
turd was so wide and massive that it didn't move unless I pushed really
hard. I could feel so much poop pushing on the main log from deep inside
me, but it completely plugged me up and nothing could get past it. I
wanted to just bear down and push it out. The pressure and urge was
agonizing but I have to admit it felt pretty good.
This went on for at least twenty minutes, maybe half an hour. I
would push and push, the thick dense log would inch out a little, then
I'd have to stop and catch my breath while the log just sat there with
fifty pounds of poop pressing down on it. Finally the load of poop
seemed to "win out" and the pressure became so great that I had to just
bear down and push, and the log started coming out on its own, although
it still went slowly. But finally it plopped out and landed in the
toilet with a splash, immediately followed by an avalanche of turds. I
grunted and pushed, the toilet echoing with farts and plops. There were
several other huge turds but they came out more easily and quickly,
stretching me wide for only a couple of seconds before plopping into the
water.
I was done after almost 45 minutes of pooping and when I came out I
saw Alicia watching TV. She looked at me and said "Feeling okay?"
"Yeah."
"Wow, I literally beat the crap out of you, didn't I?"
I collapsed onto the sofa, "Yep. You sure did. In my own house, too."
My boyfriend came in a little while later, and later still Alicia
had to leave. I had another BM later that evening but it was smaller (by
my standards), only a couple of 2.5-inch thick and 8-inch long logs and
some smaller ones. My boyfriend lucked out in missing my earlier BM!
Thanks for reading!
Observant Guy
Dumping after Dunkin
I'm back again with another observation. To fully inform you I must give some extra info.
There are 3 ladies who work in the chief's office at the fire
department I work for. One of them is in her early 20's and is slim
blonde and relatively new. The second is in her mid 20's slim, brunette
and looks like a young Denise Richards( funny her name is Denise too).
The third is in her 40s or 50s and she is such a sweet lady. Anyway, my
position in the station has the cleaning responsibilities for the
chief's office and all the bathrooms in the office, along with the halls
and chief's car.
So I was cleaning this morning in the office when I came to take
Denise's trashcan and empty it. In her trash, I noticed that there was a
Dunkin donuts rounded from a chicken sandwich and Denise was sipping
on a hot tea. I left and rounded up the remaining trashcans including
the can from the women's toilet. In the trashcan from the women's toilet
was an empty Dunkin donuts cup. I checked the toilet for cleanliness
(and skid marks) and finished my work. I dumped out the trashcans and
returned them to their owners and locations.
Later in the shift(all office staff had left for the weekend) I was
sent to inventory some new masks in the workshop. The workshop is near
the office so I decided to check the ladies toilet again (for what else,
skid marks). To my surprise I saw some small flecks of poo and some
very small skid marks. I immediately suspected June (the sweet older
lady ) of being the one who pooped, but then I noticed the empty cup of
tea from Dunkin donuts... I think that the chicken sandwich had to come
out of Denise sometime in the afternoon before she went home... Won't
know for sure and I am not going to make a habit of hanging out by the
chief's office... I have more important things to do... Like fight
fires. Oh well...
O.G.
Timee
I just drank a psyllium brew. I want my bowels firm. I will do so again
tonight. I was on a fast which I had no bowel movements for 48 hrs. The
fast worked-nothing but pee. I then put probiotics in me last night,
with lentil soup, grain bread, cheese rinds, sherbet and ground flax.
This morning, my bowels were light brown and mushy-nothing to write
about.
As for reading, I rarely read on the toilet unless I get a new book
or magazine at home and I need the toilet. Mail arrives here at noon.
When I was nine, my dad took me to his aunt's house in the dead of
winter.We took a subway-el train, then walked. It was a January. I hated
the cold. I was dressed in my school gym navy sweats, sneakers,
underneath, my mother layered me with a maroon Hanes panty, white long
johns, and maroon panty hose tights. I like his aunt. She is fun. I ate a
second lunch of hot leftovers. Around 2PM, I had to make #2. If I were
in school, I would have held it until I got home. So, I had a comic book
and I took aunt's fashion magazine and headed to the toilet. I undid
the drawstring on the pants, pulled them down with the long johns, panty
hose and the maroon panty. It was cold in that bathroom, so I kept the
clothes close to my upper thighs. With no effort my bowels released soft
brown chunks. I was reading awhile when my father asked for me. I
opened the door, as if he never saw such a sight. I told him that I was
fine and leaned over, kissed and pet my afro-haired head. He closed the
door and I kept on looking at the pretty females. At one point, I peed
and farted. I was in there for almost 30 minutes, when I decided that I
had enough. I put down the magazine, took toilet paper, opened my
thighs, wiped my hairless kitten, then leaned over and wiped my behind
with another 2 wads of paper. Then, Aunt came along and I opened the
door. "Timeeka, you in there a long time." I said, "It's my stomach. I
made #2." She saw the toilet, me in a sexual position with my pants and
underwear down. I pulled up my clothes, piece by piece and flushed the
toilet. She told my father, "Nephew, your daughter made a nasty loose
#2." He told her, "Yeah, but she's healthy."
PinkSweet
helloo
Hello everyone. Thanks for the warm welcome earlier. I have replies for Raina, Josh and Stacy!
Stacy: you poor girl. It must have sucked to poop and pee your panties like that, but I gotta say your story made me blush ...!
Raina: Im so sorry you get so upset after your accidents. personally
I find it endearing! Id totally be your friend in those situations,
help you get home before people saw and maybe even make it an excuse to
pee my own pants. then you wouldnt have to be sad hopefully :(
Josh: hello and welcome...I am also new and the same age as you x
Not a story to share yet as I am busy. Maybe later x
Timee
I drank my psyllium brew 2 yesterday. My bowels have been loose for a
long time and they need toning. My movements have been solid like rope.
Today, I was in a posh hotel where I always stop because the toilets are
clean. It's cold here. 23 degrees F. I am wearing pants. After church, I
went to the hotel toilet before heading home. I felt the urge in my
bowels. So, I stopped off, found a stall, put my coat on the hook, undid
my navy wool dress slacks and white Hanes full-cut panty to my ankles.
It felt good in that handicapped stall and I pushed out what seemed to
be an endless yellow smooth roll. I did not pee, but I sat for about 10
minutes. A female took the next stall to pee. She let down her charcoal
slacks and white Jockey panty to her ankles and took a short pee, wiped
and flushed. She was quick. I wiped myself 3x, and I left an odor. I
flushed, went to the sink. My clothes were fixed. I saw the girl-an
Asian fixing her slacks. She zipped up and left.
bill meh
Post Title (optional) constipation
Iwas eating bagles allweek for breakfast, and they seemedto stop me up
very bad.. 2 times this week i didnt poop for a few days and when i had
to it was sitting there for a long time, pushing and waiting, a few
times it went back in so i got up and came back to try again, it
happened yesterday too very hard and dry just creeping out of me...
Jane
How many of you have tried adult diapers and how many are curious about it and would like to try it?
I wear them myself day and night to protect me from frequent
accidents. I like the comfy feeling and good protection and was curious
how many others are out there.
Mr Inquisitive
For Connie
Hi Connie, awesome pooping story.
Are your dumps always that huge? If so what do you eat to make them
that big?! And do you really feel sorry for the toilet that has to
experience your load? (Sarcasm)
Michael
Response to Tyler and Steven
First I'll respond to Steven's survey.
1. Are any of you embarrassed to use a public restroom?
No, not really.
2. How would you react if someone farted in a public place?
I'd look at them. Then walk away
3. Does Thanksgiving affect your bowel habits?
Not really.
4. Do you wipe standing up or sitting?
I do both. Usually sitting.
5. Would you use the other restroom in a public place if your
restroom was out of order and you are desperate to go? (Only one
restroom is open)
Yes, when you need to go you need to go.
To Tyler
I get urges every 3-5 days sometimes more often, but never more than
5 days. Sometimes i get an urge, but its little so i ignore it. I
usually can tell by the smell of my gas if its worth sitting on the pot.
If it smells strong, I poop.
Suprisingly after 5 days my poop is soft. Not gooey but clay like. I
remember when I didnt poop for 10 days. When i finally went it was all
easy to pass. It was thick and multicolored. One big log.
Most of my BM's are usually one big turd, orange-brown, have a
strong smell, are lengthy and girthy, make a lot of wiping, and leave
quite a few skidmarks in the toilet.
I wish I could poop outside more. It is fun, I like the freedom and
the feeling of pinching a loaf outdoors with nature. Not to mention
peeing. I have pooped infront of a boy and peed. But never around a
girl, oddly enough.
Monday, November 25, 2013
Linda
Post Title (optional) To Bloated Butt (again)
You asked me if my friend noticed that I was constipated when I stayed
at her place 10 years ago, if she noticed that I wasn't feeling well and
that I was bloated, full of poop. She didn't notice and I didn't tell
her either. I was very poop shy back then, I hated doing a poo at
friend's houses or when I went away on holidays. It didn't help that I
was prone to constipation anyway (and I'm still prone to it) and I could
only do a poo at home. Now I'm able to poop in public toilets and I
don't mind using them when I'm constipated, to try for a poo. I've never
had to help anyone out with constipation before. I've never had anyone
help me either. I always go about it alone and I prefer it that way. I
have a story about a time when I was constipated and had to try for a
poo in a public toilet.
One time in particular, I went to a shopping centre and walked
around for a while, hoping to get the poo moving. I had been constipated
for a few days and the poo needed to come out. I made my way to the
public toilets and chose the last cubicle. I spent ages pushing and
straining (probably close to an hour) when the cleaner came in to clean
the toilets. I had a few inches of poo sticking out of my anus and it
was stuck. It wouldn't budge and I couldn't just wipe and leave. The
cleaner announced that she was in there to clean the toilets but I
didn't care, I wasn't going to leave until I could push at least a bit
of poo out. I continued to push and strain with all my might but the poo
was so big and hard that it wouldn't move - not matter how hard I
tried. In a desperate attempt to get it out, I stood up and strained
like there was no tomorrow. I was so constipated and in dire need for a
poo!! Then I sat down and kept straining. The turd broke off and fell
into the toilet - it was only a few inches long and I felt defeated. My
anus was sore and burning from all the straining. I still had massive
loads of poo in my bowels but I knew I couldn't get them all out that
day. I had already spent well over an hour on the toilet and I was badly
constipated!! So I wiped my butt, I used lots of toilet paper because I
had lots of dry, sticky poo stuck to my anus. Even after wiping several
times, I knew I hadn't wiped properly but I pulled my pants up anyway.
My anus was still burning when I left the public toilets to drive home.
When I got home, I went to the toilet again (my housemate wasn't home,
luckily) and I found dried up poo in my knickers. I spent another hour
pushing the hard load out. I felt better but it made my anus bleed.
Jemma
to timee
Yeah, well usually I do, this one time I didn't .....
Linda
Post Title (optional) To Jasmin K
Yes I was very, very constipated when I was around 6 and 7 years old. I
didn't have piles as a child, I developed them later in life, only about
2 or 3 years ago. I'm surprised I didn't have them before because I've
had some bad bouts of constipation in the past. They are okay now but
when I've been doing too much straining, they pop out and bleed.
I've actually been doing very well with my pops lately, I've had no
constipation issues for about 6 weeks now. Which is great for me!
I have a few questions:
For all of the constipated people on here, what was the longest time you have spent on the toilet, while doing a poo?
For me, the longest time I've spent on the toilet was 2 hours. This
doesn't happen very often although its not unusual for me to take an
hour on the toilet, when I'm constipated.
For those of us who get constipated all the time, are you overweight? And do you have piles from too much straining?
I'm not really overweight but if I did lose some weight, it wouldn't
hurt me. I've got big bones and a solid build. I've had piles before
but they are okay for now.
For the girls, do you tend to get more constipated when its that time of the month?
Yes, this happens to me. When I've got my period, my constipation seems to get worse.
Have you ever been out somewhere in public, like a restaurant, cafe etc and overheard people talking about constipation?
I remember a few years ago, I was out shopping in the city. Two
women were walking towards me and I heard one of them say to the other
one "I'm really constipated right now!" The one who said she was
constipated was overweight, whereas her friend was skinny.
kmd
To Jemma, Jess, Abby,Troy, Anatomy student, Abigale&Megan
Hi folks,
I would have posted before now but I have not been well for
the past two weeks with cold/flu :-( but I've enjoyed reading all the
posts now I'm better. I've not had much appetite so my dumps have been
smaller than usual.
@Jemma - great post about the cinema poo you had but I felt sorry
about the lack of toilet paper in the loo. It must have been a big
relief to have been able to release all those plops and wet farts. You
mentioned the loo was busy so I'm glad you didn't have to wait for a
cubicle given your urgent need. I hope your belly felt better after your
poop and your toilet visit didn't spoil the film. Spending 10 minutes
in the loo is not that long - the main issue is to be able to have your
bowel completely open and emptied.
As for the lack of loo paper I'd suggest maybe keeping a small pack
of tissues in your handbag to save you from having to find an unoccupied
cubicle with loo paper (not always easy) when you're very desperate. I
help out as a volunteer at a local charity and part of my duties
involves cleaning the ladies and gents loos. The cubicles each have two
loo paper holders so if one runs out of paper there is another as
"backup"...clever idea ..maybe your local cinema could try it!
I also enjoyed your stories about your pub and Premier Inn poos -
especially how you described your big fart ("FAAAARRRRT") prior to
plopping in the pub loo - very descriptive LOL.
I have some questions for you about your cinema poop. When you were
plopping in the cinema you mentioned that the first five plops slid
underneath the water. Did the rest of your plops do the same or did they
start to pile up above the surface? I wondered because it sounds as
though all your plops were quite large.. Was it very smelly by the time
you'd finished? (my plops sometimes are)
Also, do you always pull your skirt down with your tights when
you're about to poo? Or do you sometimes pull your skirt up around your
waist and then pull down your tights and knickers together - for example
if you're not feeling so desperate? When you pull your skirt down do
you let it go down to your feet or just to your knees? I once had a
friend who pulled her skirt down to the floor of a loo in a restaurant
and it got ruined because the cleaner had put a product containing
bleach on the floor and it hadn't dried properly :-( After that she
always pulled her skirt up around her waist when pooping at work or in a
public loo.
I had an interesting similar experience with running out of loo
paper in a supermarket toilet that I'll tell you and others about next
time I post (worried that this post is going to be a bit long
otherwise..) Anyway, perhaps you can answer my questions and I look
forward to your next post. Keep the stories coming - they're brill..
Jess - good stories about your trip to France. Sorry to hear you're
poop shy - hopefully if you visit this site in the future and read more
stories it will help you overcome that. I hope the monster turd that you
passed at the campsite wasn't a painful experience for you (didn't
sound like it). As for it not flushing that's nothing to worry about -
cleaners are used to dealing with that sort of situation - the important
thing was that you got some relief. During my cleaning duties mentioned
above I often come across big turds and "log jams" that haven't flushed
(usually in the ladies as it happens) and it doesn't bother me - I just
sort it out. Hopefully we'll hear more stories from you..
Abby - liked the story about your hunting trip. Good that you were
able to squat behind a bush and let out those two big turds rather than
trying to hold on. If you've got any more stories about pooping outside
perhaps you could share them.
Troy - sorry to hear about your
????or. If it's a stomach
operation then my guess is that you probably wouldn't need an enema
before the op since your stomach is "above" your bowel. However, it's
probably best to ask your surgeon to be sure. Hope the op goes well.
Anatomy student - liked your "live post"
Abigale - liked your story about your huge poo in the woods. You did
the right thing by stopping the group and fully emptying your bowels
behind the tree; there should be no shame in doing that. I hope your
friends don't make you uncomfortable by continuing to joke about it - it
was a perfectly natural and sensible thing to do.
Megan - good story about your experience with your friend Charlotte
Next time I post I'll have some suggestions for Jas K and Linda and
respond to some other posters that I haven't been able to on this
occasion. Thanks to all those who post on here.
Shelbi
Park Poo
I was out on a walk in the park when I needed the toilet, I had been
constipated recently and the things I took were having an effect. I had
never used these toilets before as I'm shy about going in public. The
bathroom was brilliant, instead of the usual large room and wooden
stalls that barely cover you, they were brick walls with thick floor to
ceiling doors. It felt really private. Not the cleanest of places but
clean enough for my needs. I had the place to myself so I took the stall
at the end and locked the door. Inside was a metal toilet with a wooden
seat and a button on the wall to flush, and one of those large plastic
toilet roll holders. This stall was spotless. I turned around to face
the door and unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them down to my ankles along
with my pink knickers before sitting. I would usually lower them only to
my knees but since I had so much privacy I was happy with them lower. I
made myself comfortable and relaxed, I didn't need to go anywhere so I
could take my time. After twenty seconds or so I softly farted and felt
myself opening up as the tip of my poo started to come out. I simply
relaxed, enjoying the feeling of finally let go. My poo slowly slid out
of me with ease and it was pretty odourless. Things went smoothly for a
few seconds, my poo seemed to go on forever and then I suddenly felt
resistance. My poo was touching the bottom of the bowl and this was
enough to stop it moving on its own. I pushed gently and it started
moving again for an inch or do, then fell into the toilet with a gentle
splash. I sat there for a few seconds and started to wee. It hissed
against the metal bowl and lasted for about half a minute. I knew I
wasn't finished so I pulled out my phone and started writing a text
message, letting nature do things in its own time.. Mid way through the
text my next poo started to slide out, this time much quicker than the
first. There was a very gentle splash as it fell into the toilet, I was
finally empty. I let out a small dribble of wee and stood up to look at
my creation. There was a long dark brown poo curled around the
perimeter, about 1.5ft and then another laying on top across the middle
making about 2ft in total. I was amazed, I never thought so much could
come out of little me. I hadn't been in a week but WOW! I sat down again
to wipe, twice for the back and once for the front. Once dressed again I
flushed. It took 3 flushes but luckily it didn't clog. I sprayed some
perfume just in case and left my stall to wash my hands before carrying
on with my day.
Jemma
poo at Asda....
Hiya everyone!!
So for my most recent story I had a nice big sloppy poo in asda
After work Friday evening.
I'd gone there after work to pick up a few essentials & I'd been desperate for a poo
For a while, & my stomach was starting to hurt,
So decided I'd go in asda.
Toilets empty which was a plus.
This poo consisted of 3 big logs all dropping out at once plus about
8 nugget sized pieces. I wiped 4 times & flushed. Got my items plus
a bottle of wine to relax with, & went home. :-)
More soon!!
I enjoy reading so many posts on here!! JEMMA x
Linda
Post Title (optional) To Jasmin K (again)
You mentioned that you use creams for piles and the cream stains your
clothes, unless you wear plastic type underwear over your normal
underwear. When I was a kid and I was very badly constipated, I had a
problem with liquid poo leaking out into my knickers and that caused
stains. It came out without warning and I couldn't stop it. It happened a
several times a day too. Because I was so extremely constipated, I had
to see the doctor several times. I remember one time in particular, my
Mum took me to the doctor and she examined my bottom area. She told my
Mum that I had lots of beads of liquid poo all over my anus and vaginal
area.
As I mentioned in my other post, I didn't get piles until a couple
of years ago. Considering how many times I've been constipated, I'm
surprised I didn't get them when I was younger or when I had extreme
constipation as a kid.
Tim (and Sally)
Sitting Seats
Hi, everybody, it's Tim here with another story from my childhood, this
time from when I was 12 years old. For the weekend, Sally and I had
decided to camp out together at our treehouse. We'd sleep, eat and do
everything else there, and come home on Sunday night. Only, this time,
we decided to invite a third person to go camping with us. We invited a
girl named Cassie to come with us, as she was new to the school and
didn't seem to have many friends. Cassie was from a very prudish, strict
family, and was very uncomfortable with toileting or nakedness, unlike
Sally and I. Nevertheless, when we spent Friday night, our first night,
camping at the treehouse, we all got on well. We woke up at about 6am
the next morning. When I woke up, I felt a powerful urge to pee, so,
without bothering to go outside to the toilet area, I walked over to the
window, opened it up, pulled my penis out and peed out of the window
and onto the grass below. Cassie stood there, shocked, and asked me why I
was doing that. I shrugged, saying that bodily functions are not
something to hide or to be ashamed about. We forgot about it, and we
spent the day playing board games in the treehouse. At about midday,
Cassie went down to get something out of her backpack. While she was
gone, Sally and I both felt the need for a poo, so we decided to go and
use the toilet. We walked out onto the toilet balcony, and we chose our
seats next to each other. Sally unbuckled the belt on her jeans and
unzipped the fly. Then she pushed her jeans to her ankles. Once she had
done this, she then grabbed her blue bikini undies and pushed them to
her ankles as well. Once she had done all this, she then climbed up and
squatted over her toilet hole, taking care to make sure that her bum was
correctly positioned over the hole. I dropped my shorts and red undies
to my ankles and I squatted on the hole next to her. Sally had a quick,
30-second pee and then began to grunt and heave, as a turd started to
emerge from her anus. I peed quickly, then I began to push a
tan-coloured turd out of my anus. Sally must have been grunting quite
loudly, as Cassie suddenly appeared on the toilet balcony. She froze,
before slowly asking what we were doing. "We're going to the toilet." I
said. "Do you need to go as well?" Cassie nodded her head, so I motioned
to a toilet hole to the right of me. Cassie slowly walked over to it,
lifted up her dress, pushed her orange bikini undies to her ankles, and
squatted to my right over the hole, carefully positioning her bum over
the hole. I could see that she was very nervous, so I leaned across to
her and said, "You'll find that it's easier after you've passed the
first turd." Upon hearing this, Cassie summoned up all her strength and
pushed hard, grunting loudly as she did so. An enormous turd, dark-brown
in colour, emerged out of her anus. Sally, who was by now finished,
wiped her vagina and anus, pulled her jeans and undies up, and said,
"I'll just be inside, guys. Take all the time you need." I smiled at
Sally, then I went back to concentrating on Cassie. She was almost done,
and her turd broke off and dropped into the pit below with a huge thud.
She let out a sigh when she heard the thud. After this, Cassie became
less uptight and self-conscious, and she was able to pas four more turds
while we were chatting. We finished up together, and, after wiping my
own anus, I handed her the toilet roll for her to wipe her bum and
vagina with. She remarked that it was easier to wipe while squatting
than while sitting down. Once we had washed our hand and pulled our
undies up, we went and found Sally. Seeing as the day was so hot, I
suggested that we go and swim naked in the creek. To my surprise, Cassie
agreed at once. So, we stripped naked and had a good swim. A good
weekend, we all agreed. Especially as we had managed to show Cassie that
nudity and toileting are no big deal. Until next time, peace, guys!
Connie
I just took a mega shit and have to share it. I love holding my shit as
long as I can. I love the feeling of my intestines and stomach being
packed and then the extreme relief of emptying them out into a poor,
unexpecting toilet. Well today, I had to shit out a week's worth of used
food.
I went to the bathroom and took off my pants and underwear and got
comfortable on the toilet. I felt my asshole dome open and the epic shit
begin. I pushed out three fat, long logs and flushed the toilet, so it
wouldn't clog. Then I packed the toilet full of more of my shit, with
lots of soft smelly turds.
All together, I ended up flushing down three full bowls, plus a bit
more. I wiped my dirty asshole and sent the remainder of my shit on its
way to the sewer.
Timee
Jemma: That is why I look to see that there is paper on the roll whether at home or public.
Josh
Hi im new
Hi everybody, im Josh, im 19, and ive been lurking on this site before
but ive never posted. but i thought id feel comfortable enough to do
that now. well, first off, since i was very young ive had issues with
holding in poop. i did regularly throughout my childhood and sometimes
it led to constipation which i also have issues with. of course even now
i still hold in my poop and have accidents sometimes because of it; ive
had encopresis because of it and still do to some extent. my parents
have always been pretty understanding of the issue and have never gotten
too angry about it, even if it does bug them sometimes. but anyway,
thats kinda how i got interested in poop related stuff and stories and i
like reading the stories on this site and i plan on posting some of my
own sometime.
thanks! you all seem like nice people :)
again. I'll let you guys know how my bowel movements change. My belly
definitely isn't so bloated with gas all the time anymore.. cause man it
was embarrassing spreading my cheeks every couple minutes at work to
let it out!
