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Amber

Hi guys!

Hi everyone, I'm new to this, I have a story from a few months ago that I'd like to share, about meeting my university roommate Chloe
I'm 5'6", brunette, 20 years old, I go to the gym regularly, my friends say I have a nice figure, I've got quite a big bum, I'm from the UK, Chloe is 21, blonde, slightly taller than me but has a smaller bum.
In September I started university and moved into student accommodation, a house with 6 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms a kitchen and a sitting area. In total there are 6 girls in the house.
So I moved into the house, I was the last one to arrive, so ended up with the smallest bedroom, on the ground floor, Chloe in the room next to me, and everyone else upstairs, due to this, the ground floor bathroom has essentially become me and Chloe's bathroom, on the first night in the house we ordered in pizza and had a couple of drinks each, as we were all chatting, I found that Chloe and I had a lot in common.
Later on, everyone went to bed, but before I did, I knew that the pizza had taken its toll, I had a good poo brewing inside of me, so I took a magazine and went to the loo, however in my slightly inebriated state I forgot to lock the door.
I sat down, opened up my magazine, started peeing, just as my pee stopped, I felt a log knocking at the back door, I continued to read as it made its way out, I made a relived sigh as it splashed down into the water, 10 minutes or so had passed and I had dropped a few good logs and still felt that there was more coming, I was sitting, reading my magazine when the door opened, and there was my new friend, holding a paperback book in the doorway, we both giggled and I said "well that's something else we've got in common", we giggled again, I invited her to sit on the edge of the bath until I was finished, we chatted for another 6 or 7 minutes while I dropped more poos, then I was finished, I wiped my bum 6 times, and my front once, after wiping I looked in the toilet, there were 6 reasonably sized logs, with some smaller poos aswell, and then it was her turn.
I offered to leave but she said that I could stay, so I did, she pee'd as soon as she sat down and let out a loud fart when she finished, followed by some soft poo, we chatted as she unleashed more sloppy poo into the toilet, I'd created a pungent aroma, but Chloe's fumes were toxic, after about 15 minutes she grabbed the loo roll, and wiped her backside about 10 times, the toilet wasn't a pretty sight, lots of brown spots dotted all round the bowl, she flushed her creation away, "bet you feel better now", I said, "yeah, so must you amber" she replied, we exchanged a hug, said goodnight and went to our beds.


Emily

Elementary School Accident`

Hi, Emily again. I'm the girl that posted about a week ago about how I messed my pants in math class. I have a gym class story.

This happened 6 years ago, when I was in 4th grade. I was in gym class and we had to run around the perimeter of the gym a number of times. I had diarrhea and my stomach was gurgling all day. As I was running, I got a cramp in my abdomen. I was afraid to ask to go, because I thought the gym teacher was mean. I was trying to keep up with everyone while holding it in. It suddenly gushed out into my underwear. I started to smell it, but apparently no one else could. I was trying my best to manage the mess, so it wouldn't fall out of my underwear. After the class was over, I told my normal teacher that I had an accident. She took me to the nurse, who called my dad. He came to pick me up. We got home and he cleaned me up. I got away with it with neither my sisters or the people in my class knowing about it.


H

Comments

Hi all!

Just a quick one, Tarja from Finland: if you are still around, please post more!


Cat

Questions and Comments and Stuff

Hey there! It's Cat!

So, I have a question for y'all:

Let's say you eat dinner at 6 PM. And at like 4:30 or 5 you have to go poop. Do you go to a bathroom right then (assuming the situation is right), or do you wait until after dinner?

When I was younger, I thought you pooped out food only an hour or so after you ate it. After watching videos of the digestive system, I realized that it takes a while, at least 24 hours. So when I was little, I would wait so that I wouldn't have to go in the morning. Now, it has become habit (I also poop right before I shower because I don't like having a dirty butt). What do you think?

Mina: I completely understand. In some aspects, I feel closer to my friends then my family. I will occasionally ask my mom about something, but it will be accompanied with a blush and a stutter.

I know this post is kinda short and different from what I normally do, but I've been insanely busy with ballet exams to move on to level 11. I also signed up to help my ballet instructor hem and adjust ALL THE NEW LEOTARDS for ALL LEVELS so I have been going over to her house almost every day after school to sew (at least Amy signed up as well). But summer is just around the corner so I'll have more time then, and Sarah and Amy and I will probably get together.

Bye!


Simmee

Cross-Stall Conversation

This past Sunday our church had a congregation-wide picnic at an amusement park and the turnout was great. They had a part of the program devoted to the graduating high school seniors and there were about 50 of them. Each was given a gift and was asked to tell where they were going to college. I was on the committee to do the setup so I had to be there right after Sunday school. After setting tables and helping organize the stage, I had to take my morning crap so I looked for the nearest bathroom building. It was not even 11 a.m. but I was getting sweaty and realized the sweat was coming through my thighs and onto my yellow shorts. Bad color choice, I know! So I found the really old looking block bathroom building with the gender signs above the door almost totally faded. There were three toilets, half-size doors at the entrance to each, and no latches. I took the middle. The seat was up and I dropped it. Once I pulled down my shorts, it seemed liked the temperature and humidity went up my at least 10 degrees. I was hoping my sit wouldn't be a long one.

Then I heard voices coming toward me and two girls came hurrying in. They were obviously friends because the made some remark about not getting to crap together. They both complained about how gross the bathroom was and as I heard them talk after they took their seats and one of the girls opened up with a really heavy-duty pee. Her friend was impressed and asked her if that was the beer from the previous night's party. Then there was the series of loud splashes from the one girl and her friend told her "I don't think I've ever heard you shit before." Then she snapped back that at least she's normal and she goes to the bathroom when she needs to. She said even if the bathrooms are crowded, inconvenient and dirty, it is wrong to hold your needs in. One was almost taunting the other and as I listened to the conversation, making fun of her friend for never, ever having use a school bathroom during her four years in high school.

As I wiped, they continued their conversation and I got to thinking about how incredible I think that is. Four years in high school without ever using a school toilet! Counting both pee and poop, I go two or three times a day at school. Am I wrong in thinking avoiding using a school toilet is not an accomplishment?


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Littlepoopgirl great story about and Ashleys toilet adventure.

To: Lydia first welcome to the site and great story it sounds like the 3 of you all had great poops and I bet you all pretty good afterwards and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

To: Ellie first welcome to the site and it sounds like you had a pretty rough day at school and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

To: Amber first welcome to the site and great story it sounds like you and Chloe both had great poops and I bet you both felt great afterwards to and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

Well thats all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Victoria B.

Coffee shop

Hey!
A few responses first.

To Catherine: Sounds like he's gotten his just desserts. Hopefully he's grown up a bit in the days since high school.

To Mina: The bigger, the better! Sounds like you had a nice load. Good thing your toilet's flush is up to the challenge you four give it!

On Saturday, I went to a local coffee shop to do some reading. I ordered an iced coffee and an apple cinnamon scone to eat while I read. The coffee was nice and strong and my book was good; the scone, on the other hand, was a little lacking. It could've used more cinnamon, something to give it a bit more of a bite. It, along with the coffee, did however set the stage for a number two. I got to a good stopping point in my book and headed in the direction of the bathrooms.

The first one had a sign on its door with the word RESTROOM beneath an image of a potty dancing man and woman. It was taken and so I moved on to the second one. This bathroom had a sign of its own; beneath the word RESTROOM on this one was a pair of his and hers chamber pots. What a cute idea! This one was vacant, so I walked in and shut the door.

I immediately took to the seafoam green paint job and the paintings of birds hanging on the walls. This was a place where I could comfortably relieve myself. I looked at the toilet (chamber pots probably aren't up to code anymore) and noticed a sign on its tank. It said, "Lift the handle after you flush. Thanks!" This made me slightly apprehensive. I tend to be 'productive' on the pot and weak flushing toilets will forever have a place of dishonor in my personal rogues' gallery. I quickly planned it out: first load, second load, then paper. Finally, I was ready. Down came my shorts and undies to my ankles and onto the waiting seat went my butt.

I started with a fart. It was quiet but loud enough to make it clear that I meant business. The threat was followed up with a nice pee, courtesy of the iced coffee. As it dribbled its way toward the end, a small piece dropped from the rear. It kinda felt like a chunk that broke off from a much bigger log, and boy was I right. This thing slithered out and it seemed like it took thirty seconds before I had finally finished pooping it. I stood up and checked the bowl. It was huge, must've been around a foot (30 or so cm) long. I said my goodbyes and then risked the flush. It clearly didn't see the value in my gift and pushed it down the drain with an almost palpable reluctance. Better than nothing, at least it made it!

I sat down for round 2. Almost immediately, two medium sized turds that had been impatiently waiting in line made their splash landings. Some softer stuff meandered out and then I was done. Still sitting down, I flushed and pulled the handle up again. Time for the paperwork. It was pretty easy, both front and back. A final pass between the cheeks turned up clean and I was done. I flushed for the last time and pulled up my purple panties and pink shorts. After a wash of my hands, I vacated the premises and got back to my table and book!

Stay awesome,
XOXO Victoria


Ted

Two Stage Dump

After 2 days somewhat off my feed, I finally had a bowel movement this morning. It started out normally, with three long, soft serve logs and a sigh, but I knew there was more to come. I leaned forward a little more than usual, pushed, farted, and felt my anus expand to accommodate something fat and hard. I pushed slightly harder and grunted, but could only get a head, which stayed in place while I leaned back and tried to relax. After a while, I was able to release small pieces of the emerging log, which gave some relief and the chance to lean back a bit. With another push and grunt, the turd slowly dropped into the toilet, thick, hard as rock, and about 18 inches long. With a sigh, I farted, wiped my mushy anus about six times, and finished off with a wet wipe -- which felt wonderful. The bowl was filled above the water line.

This will be the last time I go without my daily quota of fruit.


Postman

A couple of responses


Catherine - congratulations on your upcoming wedding, and also for your 18 inch long turd. Sounds like that was a beast! Hope it flushed okay! Always love your stories!

Steve A's mini poop survey -

Most interesting poop shape - mine are usually either a straight log shape or snake like. If it's a really long one it has kind of a loop the loop shape.

Longest turd - I hate to brag, but mine are almost always pretty long. A foot long is short for me. Around 16 inches is average, but I've had several 2 footers, and I'm pretty sure my longest was around 2 and a half feet.

Most poop in one session - see above.

Walking in a stall and seeing an unflushed toilet - pretty disgusting. I don't know why people poop and don't flush. I guess they're either afraid it will overflow or they're just proud of it and want to leave it for the next person to see.

Hope everybody is well and pooping normally.


Tuesday, May 24, 2016


littlepoopgirl
Hello. I posted on page 2945 about how my sister peed in a cup and pooped in the car on our family vacation. Its funny because the poop stain is still in the seat from that time, no matter how hard we tried to clean it. I have another story about my sister, Ashley, that happened a few weeks ago or so. It was just me and her home alone. We were watching TV when Ashley said she had to pee. I had to pee also, so I said it was a pee break. Ashley wanted us to pee together. I said sure, so we went to the bathroom together. "lets go at the same time" she said. I pulled my leggings and thong down, and then sat down in the toilet. I sat back and spread my legs wide. Ashley then pulled her pants and panties down, taking them completely off. I expected her to sit down between my legs, but she didn't. She wanted to try standing and aim between my legs. I asked if her aim was good, she said yeah. So she moved in front of the toilet, and spread her legs and squatted just a bit. She started to pee. Her pee came out straight and hit me in the stomach and crotch region with a spray. "Ashley!!!" I yelled! I moved back onto the toilet more, and Ashley adjusted her aim. It was going between my legs but also all over the toilet seat and floor. We both laughed at it. She kept peeing and I started to pee too. The room smelled of pee. Then we finished. I was about to get up but Ashley turned around and sat between my legs. She pushed her soft, pale ass against my wet croth. "Poop time!" she yelled. I yelled for her to let me up, as I didn't want her to poop this close to me. But she had me pinned , so I accepted my fate. She grunted and sighed. She let out a long fart, which travelled up her back to my face. She pushed and dropped a few logs into the toilet. The strong smell of her poop made me light headed. She leaned forward and I wiped her butt a few times. Then we cleaned her pee up off the floor and flushed.


Catherine

Responses

Adrian: Yes, exactly!!!

Gerald: Great to hear from you!

Emily: I am so sorry to hear about your accident! Hang in there! Welcome to the forum!

Victoria B: You are so kind! Thank you! It was no big loss for me, except for a not-so-fond memory of senior prom. The irony is, that the prom date lives in our hometown as well. The other day, his wife brought a prescription for a new medicine to treat Irritable Bowel Syndrome-Diarrhea. His wife has chronic diarrhea! I wonder how the "girls don't poop" thing is working with him now! Btw, she's an adorable person and I feel sorry for her.

Braidy: Good to hear from you! Here are the answers to your survey.

1) What do you do in a crowded public restroom with all the stalls full and nothing encouraging such as flushers going off or movement to be seen under stall doors? Fortunately, I've not had to wait much in public restrooms. I seem to have a larger bladder than most women. So, I can't think of a time that I was desperate to pee. I'm sure I have been, but I can't remember it.


2) Do you prefer to follow a shitter or pee-er? A pee-er. Unless I know the person, I don't want to sit where they have been for a long time.


3) Considering Number 2 above, what have you done to get their attention back on to their task and to get them off the toilet? Nothing. Fortunately, I've not been that desperate.


4) How long should a person sit before getting up and relinquishing their seat? Public restrooms are not the place for the extra long bowel movements that come out in slow plops. If you struggle that much to poop, surely you can hold it until you are home. Five minutes is plenty for a poop!


5. Are there enough women's toilets available in large arenas, rest stops, airports and other public facilities? No. Glad it's being addressed!


Mina
Thank you to everyone, all of you say sweet words so much to your very own Mina! I am moved very much! Hisae and Kazuko and Maho also say, thank you. They are sorry they can't write English.

I understand you very well Catherine. Yes, it is so nice to go to loo and empty our bottom when it is full. But we can't talk about such kind of thing with people, except on this site. But maybe you can talk this thing with Alan, soon. You will be married soon! I am my friends are very happy for you.

I think it is depend on how we talk. With my family, I can talk about loo, when it is problem of health, for example diarrhoea or constipate, or other problem like that. But I can't talk about shape or size of motion, though I can say "I did a lot" when it is health connection. And I can't talk about feeling.

With Kazuko and Hisae and Maho I can talk about everything, all detail. Because we agree, we share everything. We don't have shame. But it is our closed world. Nobody else know details of our loo life, except this site. This site is a very wonderful because we can share deepest feeling without shame, no one laugh at us, everyone see it positive thing. That is a big relief.

When I was teenage, I didn't like to go to loo, it was waste of time. I wanted to sit on loo until my bottom empty, but I needed 10 minutes or more, so I went with book. After I found this site, I discovered pleasure of go to loo. My friends too. Now for us, loo is place of good feeling, relax and relief. And it is good to share. If one of my friends see me on loo, I can feel her love so much. When she see my relax face, she always smile and her eyes full of warm love. I hope I am same, and my friends say, it is great pleasure to empty bottom with Mina next to her. When my friend does motion, I feel only love, love and love. Very warm. If my friend wipe me, I can feel love in fingers through paper.

Victoria, you are so nice person!! You think of me and Hisae and Kazuko and Maho when you are on loo to push and push....so nice thinking!! I told my friends and they are moved very much! So we think of you when we do motion. Maybe you are happy because our motions usually big. On Wednesday I did wonderful motion. It broke many pieces, and then few minutes after, again same thing. I thought, better I flush, but I didn't want to move. Hisae and Maho say, maybe OK, because flush of my loo is very strong. So I stay and relax and Hisae and Maho look at me with smile and warm warm love, and Hisae massage. Five minute and nothing happen, we stop talking and we are quiet, suddenly I felt feeling in bottom, I gave sound, Aaahh, then bottom open and huge produce!! Burururururururururururururururururururu ....... never stop! But finally stop. I got up to look. many medium brown logs in bottom of loo, and huge mushy on top, more lighter brown. Look like cake!! Hisae and Maho also look. "Wow Mina! So beautiful!! " We don't want to flush, we look long time. And we took photo to show to Kazuko. Hisae say, "not surprise you do so beautiful motion, because you have so beautiful bottom!" But I don't want her say such thing, because her bottom much more beautiful than my bottom. Hisae's bottom is perfect!! I sat down on loo again after we flush, because another motion coming. It came, bururururururu but more small one than before. Then I finish, stay on loo little more because small pieces, I clean with washlet then more small pieces so I clean again. Then Hisae finish to wipe. "Mina, so beautiful bottom." But I say, "No, Hisae's bottom beautiful, and Maho's. " They only smile. We don't want argue about who has most beautiful bottom or any part of body. I think my 3 friends all beautiful, not only bottom but everywhere. And this site people, also beautiful, I am sure. Man and woman, it is same.

I hope everyone have happy loo life and happy life everywhere!

Love, Mina


Nick

Worst Illness?

Today I was talking with my mom about going to Charleston over summer break, which for me starts Wednesday, at 3:05 PM. I posted my two sickness stories that occurred in Charleston over the winter holidays thanksgiving and Christmas. This got me thinking: What was the WORST vomiting bug, and what was your WORST diarrhea bug?
Vomiting: I used to live in Spartanburg, SC, when I was 8. This is when I used to have my partially blocked kidney, but I know that this wasn't the kidney obstruction. Looking back, if my symptoms lasted 24 hours, and were vomiting ONLY, it was my kidney. This was only vomiting, thank goodness, but it lasted much longer than 24 hours. More like 64 hours. I remember feeling ill at night like I usually did. Due to my nausea, mom let me sleep in her bed. Which was good, because I used to be TERRIFIED by vomiting. Even more so than now. I don't like vomiting, but at least I don't freak out anymore. For good measures, we put a trash can next to the bed. Shortly after, I needed the trash can. Half-awake, I picked up the trashcan, and began to vomit violently into it. Violent vomiting was not uncommon for me, and because I didn't know about my kidney blockage yet, I assumed it to be a stomach bug. Which it probably was. I think it was norovirus, which causes nausea, vomiting, lethargy, diarrhea, and appetite loss in its victims. I suffered violent vomiting, little to no appetite or thirst, and lethargy, as well as nausea. I didn't suffer diarrhea, which is how most youth cases go, unlike adult and teenage cases, which are typically diarrhea or both ends. The rest of the story is repetitive, as I spent the next two and a half days puking and laying around. Although I do remember going #2 while puking in a trash can, and I think the dump was soft but solid, and not t a result of my illness, but a part of my routine. I also remember eating applesauce or pudding, and praying to the porcelain gods fifteen minutes later, and how vomiting applesauce or pudding isn't actually that bad tasting. I finally got better, but it took a few days to regain my strength and appetite.

Diarrhea: I remember feeling a little blue ated and gassy all day, but no other symptoms. This was three years ago. At night, I needed the restroom. I violently exploded like a volcano, and spent much of the night and the next day with copious amounts of runny liquidy diarrhea. I felt better the day after then promptly relapsed, suffering another similar 24 hour bout of moderately severe diarrhea. I remember the smell being quite bad, almost enough to make me gag, but I wasn't sick enough to vomit or even dry heave. It was probably nearly, if not as bad as the smell that made me vomit over winter break. My symptoms were: Nausea, loss of appetite, diminished thirst, extreme fatigue, and of course the hallmark symptom of moderately severe diarrhea. No vomiting. I don't know why, but I had a couple other diarrhea bugs that year, all WITHOUT vomiting.

I can't think of a bad both ender, but I'm sure I've had a few that exceeded 24 hours, maybe even 36.


Vincene

My teacher on the toilet

As I remember it, just over 10 years ago when I was a high school freshman I had a language arts teacher that was so different from any others. She was in her first year of teaching, and she really reached out to her students about what was going on in our lives and stuff like that. So one day I told her about the poetry I had been writing on the side for a few years. I made an appointment with her to come in and show it to her after school, but something happened and I just spaced it off. When I got home and remembered it I just felt so bad. So I left for school early the next morning and went directly to her room to apologize. She was very understanding and as I was pulling my notebook out of my bag, she became very abrupt--actually to the point where it kind of scared me. She told me to bring it and come with her to her office. I was so surprised when we went right across the hall and she dashed into the girls' bathroom.

I was so surprised she was using the student bathroom. She bounced the half-high privacy door open for a toilet in the middle of a row, yanked her black slacks and white underwear down as she threw her butt onto the seat. And none too soon. She started a deluge of pee immediately and seemed so relieved as she told me her boyfriend was hogging their apartment bathroom that morning with some trouble he was having with his shaver. She had the privacy door open and I was standing there innocently not knowing if I was suppose to turnaround or look the other way, or what. She asked for my notebook as the pee was pouring out of her. She made a joke about having the smallest bladder in her family and straining it beyond its capacity. She was reading my poetry as her pee steadily continued, and as it finally slowed, she asked for my pen as she circled a couple of words. Then almost automatically, as she continued reading, there was the first of a number of plops into the bowl. I started to turn away because I thought she would be embarrassed by my being there. She wasn't. She said to excuse her as she pushed my notebook against the lower part of her knees and she cupped her arms and hands around them. I could tell by the expression of her face that she was pushing and finally the big one plopped out and into the water. She compared it to a cannonball and again I didn't really know what to say.

She stayed on the toilet for about five minutes more as we discussed what I had written. More girls started coming into the bathroom and as she reached to her left for the toilet paper, she found there was none. I immediately told I would get her some. The next stall had some and I think I wrapped it around my hand five times and then took it to her. She was so gracious as she took it. I took the notebook and pen and walked over toward the sinks as she finished up. She reached down and flushed, exited the stall, grabbed the notebook and pen from my hand and quickly dashed across the hall to the classroom. Once we got back in there, it came to me that she had not washed her hands. What she did, though, was print off a document for me from her computer. She said she was starting a school literary magazine and she wanted me to submit some of my stuff. I did and when the magazine came out in the spring I had two poems and a black and white drawing in it.


Lydia

Poop at school

Hi all. I'm new here. I'm a 25 year old girl currently going to university, working on getting my PhD. I have dark blonde hair, and I dyed in reddish-pink highlights, and I have green eyes. I am 5'3" (160cm) tall and I probably weight a bit more than I should. I wouldn't say I'm "fat," but I'm not certainly skinny as a fence post either.

I had a break between classes today, and I was doing some studying. I started to feel an urge to poop, so I left my dorm room and headed down the hall to the ladies' room. I live in one of the smaller dorms on campus, and so on my floor (women only on this floor btw) there's two bathrooms, one at either end of the hall. They each have three toilet stalls and three shower stalls. Anyway, as I was going in, I saw another girl coming out. She was blushing hard and muttered something that sounded like "Sorry for the smell" and hurried off.

She was right, the bathroom had a definite odor to it. I didn't mind though. After all, it's a bathroom - what's it for if not for pooping? Plus, for whatever reason, I actually kind of like the smell of other girls' poop. I took the middle stall and closed and locked the door. I pulled down my pants and underwear and sat on the toilet. I settled in and got comfy. I knew I'd be a while, as I hadn't pooped in three days.

I peed a little and then relaxed and let nature take its course. I got out my phone and played around. I had let out a few turds but still felt much more inside me, when I heard the bathroom door open and two girls came in, talking to each other. As they got close to the stalls, one of them said, "I gotta shit so badly!" and the other replied, "Yeah, I know what you mean, Ally. I gotta shit real bad too." They took both of the remaining stalls.

The one on my left farted really loudly, and then another not quite as loud right after. The girl on my right started peeing very forcefully and for a good long time too. About then, I started to feel another log move into place. The girl on my right finished peeing, and soon all three of us were pooping.

The bathroom smelled a little before they came in, from the remnants of the shy girl from before's poop as well as my own contribution, but once these two girls started pooping, it really began to stink. The girl on my left was letting out lots of little turds that plopped loudly, my own turd was coming out but very slowly, and the girl on my right seemed to be struggling with a big turd, as I could hear her grunting softly.

All three of us kept on pooping and stinking up the bathroom for at least five minutes. The outer door to the bathroom opened at one point, and immediately I heard whoever it was recoil in disgust at the smell, and turn right around. Shortly after that, I was feeling mostly done, but I thought there might be a bit more to come out, so I decided to stay seated for a bit longer. Plus, I kinda wanted to keep listening to and smelling these other two girls poop.

The girl on my right finished first, and she needed to wipe a lot. The girl on my left started wiping too, and then they both flushed and left their stalls at almost the exact same time. I waited a bit more, and it turned out to be good that I did, because I did indeed have one more log to push out. I ended with a long silent airy fart and then set to wiping myself. Unfortunately, these stalls have automatic flushing toilets, so I didn't get to look at my production when I was done. I left the stall feeling much better and lighter though. So, that's my story. Hope you guys liked it. I'll post again soon, hopefully.


response to Charlotte

I don't want to freak you out, but have you considered the possibility that you have a UTI? That is the most common cause of what you are describing in young women, especially if you are sexually active. It's very common and can be quickly resolved with medication. I would recommend talking to your doctor about it. While it may be embarrassing to talk about, if left untreated it could get worse and lead to other problems eventually. I hope that helps!


Steve A

Mini Poop Survey

1. What was the most interesting poop shape that you ever done?

2. What was your longest turd and the most you ever pooped in one session?

3. Did you ever walk into a stall and saw an unflushed toilet? What was your reaction?

My Answers:

1. My interesting poop shapes include a check mark and the letter U with a line on top of it, ( Ū ). I do have some that are curvy as well.

2. My longest turd was probably over 1 foot long. The most I ever pooped in one session was probably when I pooped at my grandparents house. I didn't go for around 3-4 days and I was going to take a laxative if I didn't go that day. Eventually, I did develop an urge and I took longer than normal on the toilet.

3. I do walk into unflushed stalls sometimes. I just flush it or poop on top of it. I don't get shocked by it at all.


Siford

Answers for Braidy's survey

1) What do you do in a crowded public restroom and all the stalls are full and there's nothing encouraging going on such as flushers being used or feet moving under the doors?

There are no doors in a good number of the guy's bathrooms so we're looking directly at the guy seated on the toilet, sometimes with underwear down to his shoes but more often at the middle of his thighs. Some look up and joke (an anal traffic jam is the one I've heard most) but often they don't want to start a conversation. At the mall, I just turn and walk to another bathroom. The same is true at WalMart. However, at the baseball stadium, two rows of 20 toilets each most times has a door opening every 15 or 20 seconds.

2) Do you prefer to follow a shitter or pee-er?

About 99% of the guys seated will be shitting. Sure, some males will use the stall toilet to urinate in and most will not lift the seat. I once thought the offenders were young kids, but I've stood in line at the stadium behind grown men who stand and pee all over the toilet. The future shitters behind them get disgusted and sometimes move into the line for a different toilet.

3) Considering Number 2 above, what have you done to get their attention back on track or get them off the toilet?

Not much really. Once last semester I wasn't able to get a vacant toilet during passing period so I carried my crap into the first 15 minutes of history class. I got a pass and this same student with yellow boxers was still on the toilet. I took the far end stall and did my dump in about 5 minutes. When I was washing my hands, I saw him still sitting there motionless.

4) How long should a person sit before giving up and relinquishing their seat?

It depends whether others are waiting or not. I do wonder why so many employees in stores use the customer rather than their 'employees only' bathrooms. As for me, since I'm not all that comfortable sitting on a public seat, I wait until I'm good and ready to go before I sit down. I have to think that that helps with the lines.

5) Are there enough women's toilet available in large arenas, rest stops, airports and other public facilities.

Probably not. I've seen large lines stretching outside ladies rooms at the airport a few times and the girls in my classes are always complaining about the long waits at school. Its also been a problem at concerts.


Sydney
Hello!! It's me Syd! I'm 22 Female 5'6. I have another story. When I was 9 my younger brother (4 at the time), My older brother (12), and my older sister (11) And my best friend Anna were going on a road trip to the mountains for a few days. I remember for about two hours straight there were no rest stops. I think we all had to go bad. I had to pee really bad. I heard My 12 year old brother lean to one side and cut a loud fart. My youngest brother laughed and farted too. They smelled bad so I assumed they had to poop. "Who has to go to the bathroom"? My mom asked. We all did except Anna. She went at the last rest stop. We found some woodland and had privacy. I heard my sisters stream from the other side. My older brother farted and started grunting quietly to himself. I saw a brown log come out of his butthole. His anus chopped it off and another one started to grow. My mom helped my younger brother poop. I finished peeing andnpulled up my pants. When we went back to the car my bro seemed pretty embarrassed that I've seen him poop. The rest of the trip was great and we vowed never to speak of it again! LOL!

Xoxo, Sydney


Faith
Why do men's rooms sometimes have doorless stalls? I heard its the law that woman's rooms must have doors and locks in them, why not the men's?


Ellie

School Poo.

Hi! I'm Ellie and I'm 14. I pooed myself in school a few days ago.

It started in my first period. I felt a need to poo but it wasn't very strong so I just left it. I did not poo at break time because I did not want to poo in school as the toilets were disgusting. I held it in and just thought I would go when I got home. So I just held it in through lunch break. I only had two lessons left until we could go home so I thought id be okay. Oh I was wrong!!! It was about halfway through my second to last lesson when my poo started poking out. By this time I was really desperate so I asked my teacher if I could go. She is a very strict teacher and she said NO so I still had to save it. I went to my last lesson believing I could hold it. I managed to hold it until 10 minutes before the end. I asked my teacher to go and they said I could wait. I couldn't hold it any longer and a little poo came out. It was quite hard and didn't smell much. It wasn't even two minutes before my stomach started pushing again and this time two huge logs came out. It still did not smell and now it was the end so I put my coat on which was long and covered my bulge and started walking home. I was so glad nobody noticed. When I was just about home I had to poo really bad and seeing as I had already pooed myself I just pushed it out.this however was really runny diarrhea and went everywhere.i got home and my mum saw me. She could tell I had an accident straight away from the smell and said it was okay it happens to everyone even her. I went into the bathroom to clean up. My tight school pants had a big brown stain onfrom the poo. It was a massive load I had done and blocked the toilet. Afterwards I got in the shower and cleaned up.

THE END


Catherine

Today's Doodie and Question about Bathrooms

Hi everyone!

While I have not been off my schedule at all when it comes to bowel movements, I did a really long, thick, firm log today, about 18 inches, as best I could tell. It happened this morning before work (I'm working Saturday's at my pharmacy until the wedding to give my other pharmacists time off, as they will do the same for me soon!) It must have been about two inches thick. Usually that happens when I missed a bowel movement.

Either way, it felt really good and was extremely satisfying!

Two weeks until my wedding! I am really excited. I hope everyone is well!

Love,

Catherine!


Sunday, May 22, 2016


Amber

Hi guys!

Hi everyone, I'm new to this, I have a story from a few months ago that I'd like to share, about meeting my university roommate Chloe
I'm 5'6", brunette, 20 years old, I go to the gym regularly, my friends say I have a nice figure, I've got quite a big bum, I'm from the UK, Chloe is 21, blonde, slightly taller than me but has a smaller bum.
In September I started university and moved into student accommodation, a house with 6 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms a kitchen and a sitting area. In total there are 6 girls in the house.
So I moved into the house, I was the last one to arrive, so ended up with the smallest bedroom, on the ground floor, Chloe in the room next to me, and everyone else upstairs, due to this, the ground floor bathroom has essentially become me and Chloe's bathroom, on the first night in the house we ordered in pizza and had a couple of drinks each, as we were all chatting, I found that Chloe and I had a lot in common.
Later on, everyone went to bed, but before I did, I knew that the pizza had taken its toll, I had a good poo brewing inside of me, so I took a magazine and went to the loo, however in my slightly inebriated state I forgot to lock the door.
I sat down, opened up my magazine, started peeing, just as my pee stopped, I felt a log knocking at the back door, I continued to read as it made its way out, I made a relived sigh as it splashed down into the water, 10 minutes or so had passed and I had dropped a few good logs and still felt that there was more coming, I was sitting, reading my magazine when the door opened, and there was my new friend, holding a paperback book in the doorway, we both giggled and I said "well that's something else we've got in common", we giggled again, I invited her to sit on the edge of the bath until I was finished, we chatted for another 6 or 7 minutes while I dropped more poos, then I was finished, I wiped my bum 6 times, and my front once, after wiping I looked in the toilet, there were 6 reasonably sized logs, with some smaller poos aswell, and then it was her turn.
I offered to leave but she said that I could stay, so I did, she pee'd as soon as she sat down and let out a loud fart when she finished, followed by some soft poo, we chatted as she unleashed more sloppy poo into the toilet, I'd created a pungent aroma, but Chloe's fumes were toxic, after about 15 minutes she grabbed the loo roll, and wiped her backside about 10 times, the toilet wasn't a pretty sight, lots of brown spots dotted all round the bowl, she flushed her creation away, "bet you feel better now", I said, "yeah, so must you amber" she replied, we exchanged a hug, said goodnight and went to our beds.


pete

desp poo twice whilst out

hi all

i had a couple of urgent pools today. had been out night befote for big meal and drinks. next day went shopping in town. whilst browsing in john lewis bottom fell out and indicated better find a toilet. hurried to the 2 unisex to find a lsdy and a gent waiting. i was pretty desp but didnt want to ask to cut. The lady in her 40s replaced a gent and then it was just me and an old man in front. a couple of minutes later the old man got in replacing an older lady. i was know next andgetting very desperate.

Finally a few more minutes later the lady came out snd i hurried in no sooner wad my butt on the seat than i had a semi soft splatter oh boy such relief! i haf a couple of servings wiped up and left relieved.

not that long after having a cuppa in m and s had to go again this time queue of 3 ladies. one had to poop and was in first which left ys waiting on the other loo for a gent pooper. a few were a litte impatient including a lady behind me. Gent came out and this allowed tge two ladies in for a pee. last one came out just after the pooper had flushed. i hurried in to her loo as the impatient lady tool the other stall
i had another few rounds of soft serve which wad mightly relieving again.

i left after a few mins as it was quite quick


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Billy it sounds like your girlfriend really had to poop and alot to.

To: Mrs. Toilet Trooper great story.

To: Jemma as always another great desperate poop story.

Well thats all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Wednesday, May 18, 2016


Adrian
Jemma. My goodness it sounds as though you drop some huge loads! You did well to hold it all though until you got home. I get the impression it was a close run thing.

Charlotte. Everyone - pretty much - has accidents and close calls from time to time. Most people don't willingly admit it and the brave souls who do so on here are the exceptions. It's nothing to worry about unduly or beat yourself up over. If you're at all worried or you think there might be an underlying medical reason you could make an appointment with your GP and discuss it with him or her. However I think the likelihood is that there's nothing seriously untoward about which you need worry.

Catherine. I love going to the bathroom too and particularly the enormous feeling of satisfaction that goes with getting a good dump out. For all sorts of valid reasons it's not a usual topic for everyday conversation. However therein lies the value of this forum where toileteers can enjoy sharing experiences.

I've found that the timing of my bowel movements has changed from just after breakfast and around teatime to a lunchtime slot and one in the evening if I'm lucky. It's frustrating because lunchtime isn't particularly convenient. Does anyone else ever experience a change in the timing of their daily habit?


Tlana

Steve A's survey answered & a new story

1. Do you get bothered by public bathrooms?
In most cases no. They are a necessity and much better than the alternative.

2. Do I use porta-potties?
Yes, although I don't particularly like them because I'm a foot shorter than most of my peers, so they are pretty uncomfortable and when seated my feet are off the floor.

3. What's the perfect bowel schedule for me? I poop once a day--usually shortly after I arrive at school in the morning. Sometimes I have to go later in the day too and when that happens my poos are usually softer.

4. What's the sink type I prefer? I tend to like pulling the larger levers to turn on the water. I hate it when the twist-type faucet handles are loose and don't work. What I hate more than that is the sensors that activate the water in the new bathrooms. Sometimes I have to try five or six different ways to swipe my hands in front of them to get them to work. And sometimes the water goes off after a few seconds. That's the way it is in the art room and I might have to repeat it several times to get the paint off my hands. Then I have to run to 3rd hour.

5. Is it possible to poop in every country in the world? I don't know how many countries there are, but the types of facilities to use and the way to use them would probably frustrate me. Hovering over a hole in the ground isn't something I would be good at, I know.

Always Homebound

When my friends and I were like 9 or 10, our parents gave us more freedom and we were allowed to take our bikes about four or five blocks from our neighborhood to a park where there were a lot of things going on. There was a swimming pool, large pavilion, miniature golf, a large lake, and endless trails on which we could ride our bikes. Me and my friends Carrie-Anne, Sunshine and Isabelle spend most of our time each day at the park. We only had to come home for lunch and dinner or if the weather got bad. However, the strictest rule we had was that we all had to stay together and we couldn't use the overpass that took us to the other side of the highway. Sticking together was no problem because we were the same age, in the same grade at school and we all lived on the same block. The biggest stumbling block was that Isabelle's mom was stricter than Carrie-Anne's, Sunshine's and mine. While the rest of us would just go to the nearest bathroom to where we were riding or where we were at in the park, when Isabelle needed to use the toilet, she wasn't allowed to use a park one, and we were required to ride home with her so she could use the bathroom.

What made it worse was that the four of us pretty much had to use the toilet at different times. Sunshine often had to poo at about 10 a.m. and Carrie-Anne usually had to go about an hour after lunch. Each of us would wee at about mid-morning and mid-afternoon. I kind of thought that was normal because that was the way things were scheduled at our school. Using a public bathroom just wasn't a big thing with my family. My parents would take me to the closest bathroom which would range from a gas station to a restaurant or at the mall. I was allowed to go in by myself with minimal supervision once I had turned like 7. I don't remember being corrected or criticized with the exception of when Grandma visited, did the laundry, and saw skidmarks in my underwear. One day she gave me a demonstration on how to wipe better, but I don't remember that it helped much. That was nothing like with Isabelle's mom who took all of us to the county fair one labor day weekend. She yelled at Isabelle for not having used the toilet can hour earlier when we left their house. She went into the stall with Isabelle, stacked toilet paper on the seat before Isabelle was allowed to sit and poo, and she was critical of Isabelle for moving around too much due to her large poop because her butt was getting off the seat. Me, Sunshine and Carrie-Anne were in other stalls and so surprised at what Isabelle had to endure.

A couple years later when the four of us started middle school, my mom said it was no surprise that Isabelle had the toughest time getting adjusted to being forced to use toilets away from home. I know Isabelle tried at first, but she wasn't always successful holding her needs for three to four hours until school was over and she could get home. What made it even worse was the bus went through several other neighborhoods and ours was the last stop. It just seemed to us that Isabelle was in constant pain because she hadn't learned to use a toilet away from home like the rest of us had.


Romain

To Kelly

To Kelly :
Hi,
Your life with chronic constipation seems awful. Is there any possibilities of improvement ?
Do you go often to the doctor for this problem ? How does he examine you ? Did you ever see a doctor who was staggered by the state of your belly ?
How does your parents help you when keeping you company in the bathroom ?

Sorry if my English is weird...

Have a great day !


Adrian
Jemma. Thanks for sharing your account of that big poo at the station. I don't blame you for not using the train toilets and holding on until you got to the station. I only use train toilets in situations of extreme urgency. The last time was on a busy train on the East Coast Mainline and I had to choose between a toilet which was blocked solid with paper and one which was still blocked but not quite so badly. Luckily I only had to pee. It could have been worse.

John. Thanks for your latest. I had a good poo on Sunday night after being out all day and produced a selection of large turds, one of which stuck up well out of the water. Today I had a good lunchtime poo on the office toilet at work. Generally I prefer to leave #2s until the end of the day but it was a case of needs must.

On Sunday I went to a well known coastal resort and used the station toilets more than once. On one occasion a guy ran up to the urinal next to me, clearly frantic,and only just got his pecker out in time. He told me without any asking on my part that he often got extremely desperate and it wasn't unusual for him to only just get to the toilet in the nick of time. It's not often people are that frank. I told him I knew the feeling!


Jemma

To John B and latest loo visit.

Hey
Hi to my lovely cyber pal John B
How are you?! Good to read your post of recent.
Hope you are well my old mucker?!

Latest loo visit.

Needed a wee and poo desperately
At work. But my husband and I had an appointment in 30 mins
So i had to drive home the 20 mins and quickly go at home.

On arrival home hubs greeted me at the door and i ran in and grabbed hubs arm to follow me to the loo.
He sat on the bath as i hitched my short grey and black dress up pulled my knicks down and sat on the seat. Before my desperate wee started i had already plopped out 3 loose medium thin sized logs, started to wee and as i was weeing i plopped out a further 11. Stood up with hubs to admire my creation - they were medium in length, thin in width, loose light brown plops all curled around each other in the loo. Some sunken to the bottom of the porcelain others floating on top of the water. Hubs wiped my butt for me. He wiped it 6 times and he flushed it for me as i pulled my knickers up and dress down and washed my hands.
He slapped my clean butt as we headed back to the car and drove for our appointment.

I need my next poo now but not urgently yet... we have been home 10 mins, and hubby is making us our dinner.
Might wait until after dinner and he can join me in the loo again...


Charlotte

It almost happened again!

Hi

I'm Charlotte, a 23 year old from the UK. I posted about a month ago about an embarrassing accident I had. Since then I've been paranoid about going to the toilet and trying to make sure I'm completely empty before leaving home, work etc.

I'm mortified because last month I had a toilet accident for the first time since I was about 9 years old. Anyway I got over it and as I said I was specially careful to go to the toilet before leaving for any journey on the bus or tube. Well the other day I almost had another accident. I was heading home it was a late evening and still sunny so I decided to get off the bus one stop early and walk home it was about a 15 minute walk from here. After about 5 minutes I realised that I needed a wee but I knew i'd be home soon. 5 minutes later and I seemed to have gone from noticing I need a wee to desperately needing one, so I hurried up. Anyway as I got to my front door I could feel a bit leak out, and a bit more as I got into the hall, I ran into the bathroom and sat down and exploded, I had a wet patch in my knickers but it hadn't leaked further. I was so close to an accident though.

It's upsetting because it's so similar and I really hope there isn't anything wrong with me. Surely 23 year old girls don't have toilet problems?


Gerald

Comments

To Billy : Really interesting story about you and your girlfriends boat ride. Bet she had a massive poop and felt relieved afterwards. Keep the stories coming

To Mrs. Toilet Trooper : Jeez the janitor was too rude. Sorry you had to be embarrassed in front of your friend Tiffany and her Co workers by the janitor. All the same I enjoyed your story and would like to read more stories from you and glad you felt relieved after your poop and happy pooping

Hello Mina,Brandon T,Marly,Catherine and everyone......

Happy pooping to y'all

It's your friend Gerald :)


Dom

Pooping in my yard

Hello, Dom here with another story,
Today I was out in my yard. I had already peed in my yard and was hanging out when I felt the urge to poop. First, I went and did a chore that my parents wanted. When I got back from doing the chore, I really had to poop bad. My house has electronically controlled lawn sprinkler valve units that are hidden in partially underground boxes that are in a fairly private location. I opened the lid on the box, pulled down my shorts and underwear and squatted over the box. I pushed gently and felt poop coming out of my anus. The poop dropped into the box. I just had one fairly large piece of poop. Having nothing to wipe with, I pulled my shorts and underwear back up and continued staying outdoors. Once I had came back inside the house, I wiped good with toilet paper.


Cat

Story!

Hi Folks! It's Cat, and I am really sorry for not posting for so long. The ballet went well, and James was there and asked me if I wanted to come to his orchestra concert. I said yes.

Right now, I am actually sitting on the toilet. I thought I would walk you through what I do.

I'm going to shower right after, so I'm naked and I really have to go! I've been putting toilet paper in the bowl before pooping because I have started squatting.

I have one foot on each side of the rim, so my butt is in the air above the toilet. I have to go so bad that I don't even have to push. Usually, I push for five seconds, take a breath, five seconds, etc.

A log came out with a squeaky fart, and it was followed by some diarrhea so I decided to sit down. Now I feel about finished, but some more will occasionally come out later. I go back up into squat mode.

There is a snaking log, and some bits of very soft, but not quite liquid poo floating. The color is about orangish-brown.

Now to wipe! I start with three squares, and fold them neatly on the perforation line. Once that is used, I use as much toilet paper as I need.

Then I flush. Now I am going to shower.

I hope you enjoyed! Bye!


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Billy it sounds like your girlfriend really had to poop and alot to.

To: Mrs. Toilet Trooper great story.

To: Jemma as always another great desperate poop story.

Well thats all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Jemma

To John B and latest loo visit.

Hey
Hi to my lovely cyber pal John B
How are you?! Good to read your post of recent.
Hope you are well my old mucker?!

Latest loo visit.

Needed a wee and poo desperately
At work. But my husband and I had an appointment in 30 mins
So i had to drive home the 20 mins and quickly go at home.

On arrival home hubs greeted me at the door and i ran in and grabbed hubs arm to follow me to the loo.
He sat on the bath as i hitched my short grey and black dress up pulled my knicks down and sat on the seat. Before my desperate wee started i had already plopped out 3 loose medium thin sized logs, started to wee and as i was weeing i plopped out a further 11. Stood up with hubs to admire my creation - they were medium in length, thin in width, loose light brown plops all curled around each other in the loo. Some sunken to the bottom of the porcelain others floating on top of the water. Hubs wiped my butt for me. He wiped it 6 times and he flushed it for me as i pulled my knickers up and dress down and washed my hands.
He slapped my clean butt as we headed back to the car and drove for our appointment.

I need my next poo now but not urgently yet... we have been home 10 mins, and hubby is making us our dinner.
Might wait until after dinner and he can join me in the loo again...


Charlotte

It almost happened again!

Hi

I'm Charlotte, a 23 year old from the UK. I posted about a month ago about an embarrassing accident I had. Since then I've been paranoid about going to the toilet and trying to make sure I'm completely empty before leaving home, work etc.

I'm mortified because last month I had a toilet accident for the first time since I was about 9 years old. Anyway I got over it and as I said I was specially careful to go to the toilet before leaving for any journey on the bus or tube. Well the other day I almost had another accident. I was heading home it was a late evening and still sunny so I decided to get off the bus one stop early and walk home it was about a 15 minute walk from here. After about 5 minutes I realised that I needed a wee but I knew i'd be home soon. 5 minutes later and I seemed to have gone from noticing I need a wee to desperately needing one, so I hurried up. Anyway as I got to my front door I could feel a bit leak out, and a bit more as I got into the hall, I ran into the bathroom and sat down and exploded, I had a wet patch in my knickers but it hadn't leaked further. I was so close to an accident though.

It's upsetting because it's so similar and I really hope there isn't anything wrong with me. Surely 23 year old girls don't have toilet problems?


Adrian
Jemma. Thanks for sharing your account of that big poo at the station. I don't blame you for not using the train toilets and holding on until you got to the station. I only use train toilets in situations of extreme urgency. The last time was on a busy train on the East Coast Mainline and I had to choose between a toilet which was blocked solid with paper and one which was still blocked but not quite so badly. Luckily I only had to pee. It could have been worse.

John. Thanks for your latest. I had a good poo on Sunday night after being out all day and produced a selection of large turds, one of which stuck up well out of the water. Today I had a good lunchtime poo on the office toilet at work. Generally I prefer to leave #2s until the end of the day but it was a case of needs must.

On Sunday I went to a well known coastal resort and used the station toilets more than once. On one occasion a guy ran up to the urinal next to me, clearly frantic,and only just got his pecker out in time. He told me without any asking on my part that he often got extremely desperate and it wasn't unusual for him to only just get to the toilet in the nick of time. It's not often people are that frank. I told him I knew the feeling!


Catherine

Responses

To Optional Person: I am so sorry I missed your response. I honestly did not see it. You are always so kind to respond. As far as having conversations about bowel movements with Jane (Alan's mom) - I don't know. I mean, I feel free to share things on this forum because we are all anonymous. But, I just cannot picture myself having a normal and comfortable conversation about bowel movements with anyone.

I love to go to the bathroom! I just cannot bring myself to talk about it without feeling uncomfortable.

Does anyone have any suggestions.

Well, less than three weeks until I am married to Alan! We will get to spend the following two weeks together! I am sure that I will have some stories for everyone!

And, my bowel movements are still normal - twice a day! I think my evening one will be here pretty soon!

Have a great week!

Love,

Catherine!


Emily

High School Accident

Hi, I'm Emily. I'm 14. I'm a freshman in high school.

This happened to me back in February. Just thinking back to it makes me wish it never happened more and more.

I was in math class when my butt started rumbling. I realized I needed to go to the bathroom bad, suddenly. I asked to go to the bathroom, but my teacher said I couldn't go unless I knew all of the math stuff (Which I didn't). It started coming out and I started squirming around. No one seemed to notice. I felt a hot feeling at my butt and smelled a disgusting smell. I felt defeated. My face was red and my heart was beating fast. I still had 20 minuets until the end of the period. About 5-10 minuets later, a boy asked "What's that smell?" The whole room went silent. My older sister, sitting across from me knew that it was coming from me. Everyone in the room knew. I just got up and left. I went to the nurse and nervously told her what happened. She called my dad to pick me up. He came and tried to comfort me in the car by asking me questions like "Did anyone make fun of you?" I got home and cleaned up. My older sister told my younger sister all about it. And yes, she did make fun of me.


Braidy

My Survey

I had to travel to a graduation ceremony this weekend. Part of the trip involved air travel, but there was also 200 miles in a rental car and four hours in a civic auditorium for the actual ceremony. Being in so many crowded bathrooms and among some people with bad attitudes, I've come up with this survey:

1) What do you do in a crowded public restroom with all the stalls full and nothing encouraging such as flushers going off or movement to be seen under stall doors?

A) I make sure that I scan the entire row of toilets or rows in the case of airports and arenas. If I'm really desperate, I look for alternatives others may not consider such as stalls without doors or handicapped toilets. I've found the non-door stalls can be doubly beneficial because the person on the toilet isn't as likely to stay seated a second longer than necessary and when they exit, less others are going to try to go in. At 6'5" and because of my job, I might be more adaptable in such situations.

2) Do you prefer to follow a shitter or pee-er?

A) Those peeing tend to be fast-down onto the toilet and out. Unless a shitter is on a tight flight schedule or is at a rest stop just to pee, there's a tendency, I feel, to sit a little longer and extend the "break". When a person is dumping and I see them sitting with a newspaper or magazine on their lap, I can get an unhealthy skepticism about how long my bladder or bowels will be on hold.

3) Considering Number 2 above, what have you done to get their attention back on to their task and to get them off the toilet?

A) Back when I was in junior high, most of the stall doors didn't have latches. You couldn't knock to let the person know a line was forming, but I would peek in between the door and cubicle panel. I would get most upset when I would be afraid of peeing my clothing and a girl would be seated with her laptop open on her lap. I believe the next year it was put in the handbook that electronics being used on the toilet was prohibited. I did have a friend that would be really flustered when on the toilet because she was being treated for that condition where its difficult to get your pee stream to start. More than once, I saw her come back into class and she had been crying.

4) How long should a person sit before getting up and relinquishing their seat?

A) That's a tough one. I remember in high school some of the members of our team would be clowning around in the locker room before a varsity game. There was time to kill because the J-V game had started late and it went into two overtimes. All the toilets were without doors. I had had the urge to crap on the bus, but lost it before I seated myself there. My teammate Jan was one of my best friends at the time, and she came in with a shower-wet bath towel and started to slap my thighs with it as I sat. I jumped up and both she and I playfully wrestled for the towel. After a minute or so doing that, and with the attention of the other girls, I yelled out a bad word, turned and threw myself onto the closest toilet. In one plop and with my bum on the seat for only about five seconds, I deposited a crap the length of two bananas. They all wanted to see it as I was wiping and on the bus after the game there was a joke made about "Braidy's new laxative working well." I felt lucky Coach didn't ask me about that and what it meant.

5. Are there enough women's toilets available in large arenas, rest stops, airports and other public facilities?

A) No, but it is getting better as the older buildings are remodeled or demolished and new ones built. An example is my old high school. When I went back over spring break to see my old coach, the wall between the boys and girls bathrooms on the first floor was knocked out and there are now another 15 stalls available. Then at the far end of the hallway, the same thing was done to expand the boy's bathroom. I guess you walk a little farther, but hopefully the lines are being reduced.


James

A couple of shoutouts

Hey, long time lurker and first time poster here.
To Victoria B: First I've gotta say that you've become one of my favorite posters here past or present, your five day hold story from last year stands out in particular. Oh to be a fly on the wall (pun intended!) Always an enjoyment to see your name at the top of a post!

To Nick and Nicole from Canada: Hey! I'm just a little to the west of both of you in Brantford - small world lol


Dominic

Response to Nick

What drinks make me pee the most?

Well, alcohol is a major one. lol. I've never been a big coffee drinker, so that one I don't know about. I don't drink alcohol very much, but I do go to parties sometimes and I find that, even if I'm not drinking all that much, I pee a ton. I've gone to parties and had to pee outside in the backyard of the house several times, I find myself in the bathroom all the time or needing to go REALLY badly not long after having a cocktail at a restaurant or something. It's crazy. Doesn't matter the type of alcohol either.

My bladder is fairly strong, I won't wet myself, but it seems to be kind of small. It doesn't hold all that much.


Victoria B.

A Few Replies

To Catherine: What did they expect you to do-go in your dress? Let everyone remember it by seeing your face as you desperately tried to hold a big log back in all the photos? I'm so happy for you that you've found a man who wholeheartedly appreciates everything about the female body. Now if I could just do the same...
Love your stories and the warmth I feel from your writing!

To Mrs. Toilet Trooper: You are absolutely right to deny those people your business for as long as you want. Their treatment of you was rude, invasive, and completely uncalled for. You were a paying customer and well within your rights to use their bathroom for whatever you needed to do without having to worry about any snide comments.

To Mina: You read my story four times? Hearing that you put so much work into understanding what I was trying to say makes me feel so happy! Here we are in different countries, thousands of kilometers away from each other, and still we find a common language based on mutual appreciation of bodily functions. I think of you, Maho, Kazuko, and Hisae when I'm pushing a big one out and hope that the four of you always have productive trips to the toilet as well!
Love, Victoria


Tuesday, May 17, 2016


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