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Anna from Austria
This time a story not about myself.
Was driving a friend and sigificant other the airport so they can go for their vacation.
After that I visited a cafe near the airport for dinner. When I was busy with my snack I saw a flight attendant heading to the back of the cafe. I suspected that might be the place where the restrooms where.
After 10 minutes I also had to wee, so asked where the ladies room is. It was in the same direction where teh flight attendant went. I went in the corner and on the half way to ladies room I met the flight attendant again going back to her table. She was in there for abou 10 minutes.
As soon as I have openend the bathroom door I was greated with huge poop stench. I have never smelt somthing horrible lack that. There was only one stall in the room. So I had the use the same toilet as her for my pee. The seat was still warm and besides the stench there was no other hint hat she took a massive poop. The toilet bowel was clean.
That is my story for today
Greetings from Austria
Anna
Mina
a few replies
Dear Kimi,
Wow, how lucky you were! Only one plastic bag and it didn't tear or break? If it's us, maybe we use three or four plastic bags! We wonder, thinking about your name Kimi, are you Japanese and do you live Japan like us? Summer of 2024 in Japan was super hot, this year is same. If air conditioning in house is too strong we are diarrhoea, except Maho, and especially Hisae. Was air conditioning very strong in your home?
Dear Anna Beth,
We love to read your happy stories of very huge defecate or three defecates on same day. We wonder one thing. When you poo in your office, of course you are in room which has toilet only. But when you poo at home, what type of room in your house? Is there bathtub or shower in same room, or is it toilet only like in your office? And do you feel different feeling when you poo at home and when you poo in office? We are interested, especially Kazu is.
We hope everyone is very fine. Love to everyone.
Chakamami Family
Friday, August 1, 2025
Darlene
I'm Regular Again..
I ended up having 3 bowel movements yesterday after having a hard time pooping this past weekend. I am still sick with bronchitis but am on antibiotics for it which causes a little bit of diarrhea but I still be fine.
Thunder
Have to be Careful
A fella I knew a long time ago was a government investigator and he and a colleague went to a meeting they were investigating. They had on their persons a voice recorder and the idea was for a typists to type from the recorder what was said, ad verbatim . During the course of the meeting there was a break and they both went to the gents toilet for a wee and did not think of turning off their recorder …. Later the typing was happening and then tinkle, tinkle , tinkle! Similar almost happened to me last week . I use a dictaphone and I accidentally left it running when I went to the toilet, the dictaphone was in my trouser pocket. My typists are one of two young female interns . What was worse I went to the toilet for a poo! Luckily I realised after the poo that it had been running and was able erase and wind back . Just was well !!! Thunder
Friendly Responder
Responding to Tricky and to Ms Skid
Tricky, thank you for your honesty and friendly support.
The thing is that it's not like I'm putting off doing what I need to do... it's that I freeze up usually until I know I'm close to home. Then it's like I know I need to go and then it's like I really have to.
For example, during work or on a walk, I'm fine.... and driving home, it hits quickly.
It has always been this way.
During the height of covid in 2020, I used to wash my clothes at a 24 hour Laundromat at 4am and after I washed, dried and folded my clothes and drove home, that familiar uncomfortable drive hit and walking in the door, I could barely walk in and put my clothes away because I desperately needed to go.... every time.
As an avid walker and runne
r who has done races from 5k to marathon, I wake up early and schedule my eating plan around doing what I need before I race. This way I am not uncomfortable.
Anyway, it's complicated and so am I. Lol
As to Ms Skids questions, it's almost like we're similar spirits...
I classify my dreams into 4 categories...
1. I do wet...I dream about using a toilet and I'm going as I dream.
2. I almost went.... same dream but I catch myself as I start
3. I'm soon to wet...I wake up from the dream and go
4. Dry...woohoo..it was just a dream lol
You're not alone in this and I am glad neither am I lol
Whew.. what a relief
Kimi
To Leah and another story about poop
Dear Leah:
What an lovely story! I can really understand your shyness of poop and I have experienced many times when I had to hold my poop for a long time outside. That felt so terrible¡¡ Now I overcome some of my shyness and I can poop in public toilets easily (except school's because they are toooooo stinky!!!). However, I can still hardly tell my classmates and family that I need to poop when we're outside, and even I am too shy to say the word "poop" ("go to the toilet" is always used by myself). Moreover, I don't expect someone, especially my classmates that are boys, to get to know that I am pooping a lot in which stall of the toilet. Luckily I haven't had an accident in front of others due to holding pee and poop these years. I wonder how many people at the same age as me, have the similar trouble and often keep their poop in their bowels for so long just like me.(I guess there are some)
Here is a little story that happened in 2024 but I remember it clearly. It's a bit embarrassing¡ (blushed)
That afternoon when I was at home alone and the weather was really hot. There was only one person at home, so I closed all the curtains, and took off all of my clothes (even the underwear). I was completely naked (that's so private¡¡). All of a sudden I felt that my stomach hurts badly and I really need to poop. I went to the toilet but found the toilet was completely plugged up and couldn't be used. I was so urgent and held my little butt, doing the potty dance in front of the toilet and trying to hold my poop.Suddenly an idea came in my mind. I held my little butt and slowly moved to the kitchen, and took a plastic bag. I unfolded it in the living room and squatted down, and put it under my little butt, aiming my butt hole to the bag. A loud fart came out and then lots of liquid and mushy poop dropped into the plastic bag. They seemed to be diarrhea and smelled so stinky. I also wanted to pee, so I peed in the bag, too. After pooping, I wiped my little butt with tissue on the table, and threw the plastic bag out like throwing rubbish. The only terrible thing was that the living room became so stinky !!!¡
Thanks to this forum called Toiletstool, I can easily tell my experiences and problems that are really private for me (blushed), and I won't be shy to share pee and poop stories and accidents. I'm looking forward to see other interesting stories!
Yours,
Kimi
Leah
Survey reply
Skidmarked from a walk:
Thats Interesting as I'm sure we have all had dreams like that.
Are you a man or a woman?
Woman
What is your age?
33
Have you ever dreamed of peeing as an adult?
Yes
What was the dream about?
I drempt I woke up to pee and sat on the loo, it was so realistic I peed myself!
If so were you dry or wet?
Dry initially
Have you ever pooped the bed as an adult?
A couple times, sadly
Do you have more accidents when in private?
What do you mean by private?
Have you ever peed or pooped yourself while on a road trip?
I have come close to it
Nina
Poop in the woods
It's summer now and we have really hot weather. At such times I always like to go to the toilet outdoors. I have my favorite places for this where no one will bother me, mostly near our country house. But this time I was driving my car along a country road and decided by feeling that it was time to poop. I could have postponed this event, but I did not want to wait and turned off the road onto a path going deeper into the forest. After driving a little, I noticed another inconspicuous turn. Having driven there, I stopped. After waiting a little, I got out of the car, looked around and headed deeper into the forest. Having walked a little among the trees, I saw a convenient place surrounded by low bushes.
I was wearing a beige bodysuit, the bottom of which was covered with a light summer skirt. The bottom of the bodysuit is held on by a couple of fasteners. However, as a rule, I do not unfasten the bodysuit from the bottom to go to the toilet, the easiest way is to just move it to the side, it is more convenient. And now, I lifted my skirt to the waist, pulled the bottom strip of the bodysuit from my butt and placed it to the side, after which I sat down.
The urine didn't take long to come and almost immediately flowed out in a small stream, slightly increasing in volume and splashing to the sides. I spread my legs a little wider so that the drops wouldn't fall on them. The pressure inside my anus was growing, I tensed up a little and felt that the anus began to open, releasing the first poop, which was a little hard at first, but very quickly this part came out and then a softer part followed. The poop was a decent size and it seemed to me that it touched the ground before it separated from my ass. A few seconds later, a poop of a softer consistency and a small size came out. In the end, I peed a little more. There was a smell of poop around me, which mixed with the smell of the forest.
After sitting for a while, I realized that I had finished my business. I hadn't brought anything with me to wipe my ass with, to be honest, I usually don't think about it. I stood up, adjusted the bottom of my bodysuit on my ass, the strip of which was located between my buttocks, slightly pressed on my anus, which had just gotten rid of poop and was apparently a little dirty. After that, I adjusted my skirt and took a step away from the place where I had just pooped. On the ground, in a puddle of urine, lay my poop.
After looking around, I left my hiding place and headed towards the car.
Anna Beth
This One Hit Hard!
OMG! I had the biggest poop of my life at work today! I didn't go yesterday, which usually means the next day will be big, as I eat lots of fruits, vegetables, and beans! I love beans!
So when I got to work I settled in my desk to unwind from the hectic commute. I sipped some coffee and my stomach got really heavy. I stood up and it hit me like a ton of bricks! Sharp pains radiated through my rectum, my vagina, and my lower abdomen! They actually felt good to me, as they signaled a major dump was on deck!
It felt firm but it felt if I relaxed even the slightest bit then I would poop my panties!
I quickly moved to the break room and to the small bathroom inside. And it was so long and thick. It looked like a giant brown snake! It stayed together in one piece. I had to take a picture of my two-foot long creation! I've been looking at the picture all day, thinking back to how good it felt!
Darlene
Finally was able to go..
I've been constipated as of lately and was finally able to go this past Saturday. That Friday night, I had a small cup of prune juice and also took some miralax earlier when I first got home. I did let out tons of gas and eventually it did come out Saturday morning. It was probably because of intaking more fiber and not drinking enough water.
Bianca
Hi! Sorry that you peed your pants Lydia. Hope you have a dry day tomorrow. Lol, I have a farting game I love to play. It's on the newest release of Furby. Nothing interesting to say about my poop yet. I hope to a great poop soon.
Emily
Worst diarrhea ever
Emily is not my real name, just using an alias. I am 19 and in college. Someone awhile back asked in a survey what our most mortifying toilet experience was. I think I have a good idea what mine was. I live in the dorms with my roommate, and our room is connected to one bathroom, and we have suitemates. This is already a tenuous situation because you have one bathroom for 4 girls, but we all have fairly different schedules, and usually there was no issue. A few days ago I had gotten some sort of sickness, and I went to the doctor and had gotten antibiotics. I remember that I hadn't gone to the bathroom in almost a week, and then last friday night it all hit me, the medicine, and the lack of attention I had been paying to my bowels. I was laying in bed in the afternoon, when I started to feel my stomach grumbling and rolling. I ignored it for awhile, because I was on my phone, and then I felt a PIERCING pain in my stomach. I got up and quickly made my way to the toilet, I pulled my underwear down and sat. Interestingly nothing came out immediately, I burped, and massaged my stomach. I bent forward and gave a gentle push, and there was a "spllbttt" sound as my poop slid out quickly. This was diarrhea, but it was unlike any I have ever had before. It was almost solid, not liquid, but it would come out like mud. I groaned and gave another gentle push, there was another "spllllbtttt" and a ton more came out of me. I was curious at this point, because it wasn't liquid, so I looked in between my thighs, brown mud like p**p was covering the water, and reaching up a bit. My stomach hurt again, and I gasped and let out several farts and more loose stool. My stomach started to roll again, and I pushed but nothing came out. At this point I entered a gas passing phase, where I would wait for awhile, then push, and some farts would echo out of me, and a few loose chunks would come, but nothing else. After about 10 minutes of struggling I heard the door to our room open, and my roommate walked in humming. I heard the sound of her throwing something onto one of the beds, and then she tried the door. "Emily, you in there?" she called "Yeah I'm in here I said". My stomach cramped up and I let some more loose stool into the toilet as quietly as I could. "Ok she said, I'm going to go to the public bathroom in the hall." "I yelled back sounds good, but my voice was a tiny bit strained." As soon as she left I started massaging my stomach again, and I was able to let out a bit more a few more waves of loose stool. At this point I got frustrated, and I was really trying to finish up, but for some reason when I would push nothing would come out, but as soon as I thought I was done, and started getting ready to get up my bowels would roll again, and I would let out more wet farts, or another wave of diarrhea. If it was just gas I would've just gotten up and cleaned myself, but whenever I let gas out a few chunks of stool would come out with it. So I was stuck. My roommate came back in the room, and I could hear her fling herself on the bed. I waited for a few minutes breathing and rubbing my stomach, and then the next wave hit hard. I went "ohhhh" as I quietly pushed out several farts and a torrent of diarrhea. "Hey are you good?" I heard my roommate call. "Yeah I said, I just kind of have a stomachache." "Ok she said, let me know if you need me to get you some medicine or something." I just responded with thank you, and then moaned and let another wave of diarrhea into the bowl. At this point the bowl was getting worryingly full, so I gave it a curtesy flush. It was a bit concerning the sheer level I had filled it up, but it was all so soft it went down easily, and with surprisingly minimal skid marks. Just as it finished flushing, and I had just started to let another wave out, when I heard out suitemates get back to their room. They immediately tried the lock, and yelled "hey we need to pee." Before I could even answer my roommate yelled "She's having diarrhea go to the public one." They laughed and said "oh jeez ok feel better", at this point I was blushing so hard I literally got hot, but I had heard all of them blow it up before so I tried not to care. I sat for a few minutes, and then burped again, and wave number I don't even know what started. This one was extremely gassy, and it came out so easily, because it felt like gas was just forcing it out of me. With every brap that echoed into the bowl more diarrhea came out. I moaned and put my head in my hands, and even though it felt great coming out, it just seemed like my stomach was never ending. I let out a few more "braap" sounding farts, and then my stomach twisted, and I belched hard, it was very unladlylike. My roommate got worried and knocked on the door again, asking if I was feeling better. I told her "I feel a bit better, but it just keeps coming out, like it won't stop." She told me she would be back, because she was going to get me some pepto from the campus mart." I thanked her, and went back to rubbing my stomach, and trying to get the rest of my poop out. Around 10 minutes, and 3 waves later she came back, and knocked on the door. I gave her a curtesy flush, and came to the door, pants still around my ankles. she gave me the medicine, and I thanked her and then shut the door. After that I had probably about 3 more final waves, just groaning, farting and burping, but finally it started to like slow down, and when I did pass gas it felt less violent, and it wasn't productive. I flushed for one last time, and then started to clean up. While I was wiping I guess one of my suitemates heard the tissue paper and yelled, "she's finally done", I laughed but blushed again. Clean up took a long time, and when I was finally clean I checked my phone, and realized I had been in the bathroom for 40 minutes. I came out and thanked my roommate again, and told her I was sorry I hogged the toilet. She told me it was NBD, and reminded me that we have all had really bad sessions in there. That made me feel better, and I told her I would get her something if she wanted to go somewhere.
That's all for now, I'm glad to say I haven't had diarrhea like that before or since. Thanks for listening.
Tomtom
To Denise
I just saw your comment on my post (a couple of pages ago, I should visit here more often!), I can very much relate to your experiences. I absolutely love reading about your journey of self acceptance and the practical steps you take to handle it!
I too forget to use the bathroom before it's too late, something I've struggled with my whole life. I don't know if it's my brain that doesn't send the right signals (I tend to forget to eat too), or if if it's just that I'm so focused on other things and forget, let's just say I've done a lot of laundry over the years.
I remember one time when I was 5 or 6 I was playing outside with my best friend, we were collecting worms and I was really into it. Then, all of a sudden I realized I had to poop badly and before I knew it I started pooping my pants. This was back in the late 70s and think I was wearing underwear and some kind of tights(?). Anyway, I stood there on my knees and I could feel the turd push out, I remember it felt heavy but snug after I finished. My friend noticed of course, she asked if she could see and then went ahead touched the lump in the seat of my pants. She didn't seem to mind, and we kept playing the rest of the day, running around in the neighborhood. I ended up wetting myself twice, although to be honest I think I was just lazy since I knew my parents would be mad that I pooped my pants anyway.
I finally went home to dinner, I remember they had some guests that I didn't recognize, and I simply sat down on a chair waiting to eat. I don't know what I was thinking, but for some reason it didn't occur to me that they would notice what I had done. I vividly remember my father's stern look when he said "I know what you have done", and then grabbed my arm and took me to the bathroom. My parents put me to bed but I couldn't sleep, and I could hear my parents talking in the kitchen after the guests had left. It was after that night that they tried to put me back in diapers, which is a story in itself.
Anyway, fast forward, I now wear pull-ups most of the time when I go out, and I often wear diapers at home for peace of mind. The best thing is, once I finally accepted that diapers help me I also accepted that it's simply part of who I am.
I look forward to reading about your continued journey!
Lidia
I had a pretty rough day. When I got off work, I had a text from my mom asking me to stop at Walmart for a few things. I had been struggling a bit with my bladder throughout the work day and even though I had made it to the toilet for the most part, my panties were pretty wet from dribbling on the way. I just wanted to go home and put on dry underwear but I went to Walmart like asked. I was almost done with the shopping when I suddenly really needed to pee-pee. I stopped shopping and hurried to the bathroom, trying to ignore the fact that I was dribbling in my panties. I held my vagina and tried to ignore the stares of people I passed on the way. My heart sank when I arrived at the restroom. I was literally about to have an accident right there, but there was a line for a stall. I didn't want to but I forced myself to ask if I could please go ahead. "I can't wait. I'm dribbling in my pants." Most of them just looked at me in disbelief and said no. I barely was holding back tears. I could feel the crotch of my pants getting very wet as the spurts and dribbles grew bigger. A big dribble escaped and drooled down my inner thigh just then and I knew I was about to wet my pants. Only one person was ahead of me now. She turned to me and motioned for me to go ahead. I dashed into the empty stall but unfortunately I was already having an accident. I couldn't get my pants down before my bladder, tired out from trying to hold it, released and I was peeing down my legs and all over the floor. When I was done, I mopped up my accident with toilet paper then left without looking at anyone, hoping no one could tell that my jeans were completely soaked. I drove home crying. I got changed in my room and then went to help my mom with dinner. She asked me as she usually does if today was a dry day. I shook my head, tearing up and told her I had had an accident at Walmart. She comforted me with a hug and told me it's ok you'll just try again tomorrow. I have a great mom. She's never shamed me for my bladder problems and doesn't allow my siblings to make fun of me. I hope I can stay dry tomorrow.
Leah
Just leah things
Dear kimi:
That sounded like a huge relief! Back when I was in school I hated having to poo at home or at school, so if I could hold it I would wait until the end of the school day when everyone was going home and I would find a secluded bathroom and take my time in there, the only problem with pooping after school was that was when the cleaners were in and that could be embarrassing.
And pooping at home was a no no for me because the family would often walk in on me when I was on the loo, especially if I was a while too.
I don't remember my early childhood but I know I had plenty of accidents as I remember my mum would give me laxatives and I would poo in my knickers um, I don't think a teacher ever changed me but that's too far back for me to remember.
A little story:
I had such a relieving poo yesterday! I went twice but in the morning I needed to go and I was at home alone, because I needed to poo I would have to go before leaving home, and since I was nude from the waist down I grabbed an old plastic food container, went to the bathroom and placed my bum in it as I squatted down.
It took a few minutes as I could feel the poo moving downwards and into the container, I got worried when I could feel the mushy poo press against my bum, the poo smeared a little on my bum as I filled the container and I had to really hold it in place as it became really heavy!
After a few minutes nothing else came out so I stood up and admired my work! A few big mushy poos and I carefully tipped the contents into the loo, the was one little ball which got stuck in the container so I put some water in with it and poured it away, and then I sat on the loo to wipe my messy bum, I wipe and fold over the paper and I did that about five times, job done!
Skidmarked from a walk
A dream
The other night I had a dream I was in my friend's car. And for some reason I had to pee. I peed. But I was asleep! When I woke up. I was relieved to be dry.
Are you a man or a woman?
What is your age?
Have you ever dreamed of peeing as an adult?
What was the dream about?
If so were you dry or wet?
Have you ever pooped the bed as an adult?
Do you have more accidents when in private?
Have you ever peed or pooped yourself while on a road trip?
Emma two
Sarah has an accident
I was out walking in the park with Sarah this morning and she said she really needed a poo. We walked over to the toilets but they were closed for repairs and Sarah was holding her bottom at this point. I felt for her as I've been in the same situation myself. I reassured her that we could go home and she would make it to the toilet but she said she wasn't sure if she could. We walked home and I walked behind her to hide her bottom in case she had an accident in her shorts. It wasn't long before Sarah stopped walking and she was standing with her knees bent. I knew what was happening and I saw the back of her shorts swell out as she filled them with a big load of soft smelly poo. It took her a couple of minutes to finish and by then Sarah's shorts were sagging under the weight of her enormous poo. When we got home I helped her take her knickers off and tipped them out into the toilet but they were beyond saving as they were caked in her poo. I left Sarah alone to wash herself down in the shower and when she came out the bathroom she asked me not to tell anyone about this. Of promised it would be our secret and anyway it wasn't as if I'd never done it in my knickers.
Thunder
Mina and Maho.
I note your posts about sitting on the toilet for a wee and you end up having a poo, I know it does not happen much with you . Although a make I mainly sit to wee and I practice relaxation , particularly pelvic relaxation . So often I have sat for a wee with no BM urge at all and then after my wee and I get very relaxed , out it comes
MJD
To Leah
An interesting story about pooping in the conatiner - you have been lucky with the aim to get it all in!
Have you got any recent constipation stories or where you've needed to try hard to go?
Have you ever pooped your kinckers as an adult?
Sunday, July 27, 2025
Kimi
A lucky poop experience after class
One sunny noon in June this year when I was having my geography class and it's nearly over. Abruptly I felt something that is wanting to get out of my butt and my stomach hurt. I believed that is a normal poop but not diarrhea, but after a while I realized I was wrong. My stomach hurt much more and I let out a couple of silent farts. It seemed to be true that I had an urge to poop, and it seemed to be diarrhea! I moved my butt on the chair and was trying to hold my poop. The class is over and everybody was putting away their books and other things. I casually put my books into the drawer and took my bag, without saying goodbye to my friends, rushing out of the classroom urgently. Our school's toilets were so stinky and messy that I wasn't willing to poop at them. Besides, I was shy of making others know that I was pooping, so after thinking quickly, I was determined to go to a public toilet near the school gate. It was a little far from my classroom, but I believed that I could hold my poop until I reached it. On my way to the toilet, covering my heavy stomach, I felt my stomach was filled with mushy poop and I couldn't walk too quickly to avoid them getting out. At last, I was even about to hold my butt and crotch but I thought it's absolutely too shy to do that. Fortunately, I succeeded in reaching the toilet, and there is a vacant one! Squatting down on the toilet, I let out lots of loud and stinky farts and then heard a loud voice "Boom prfffffffffff".The toilet is completely filled with yellow mushy and liquid poop, some of them even splashed onto my pants and shoes. I found that there was more in my body, so I pushed even harder."Prffffffffffffffff!!!!!!!"More mushy poop got out of my butt and the toilet seemed to be disgusting. I peed a little and cleaned my body. Although the air was so stinky, I felt really relieved and rubbed my comfortable stomach with satisfaction. After wiping my butt with a number of paper, I flushed the mess that I made and left happily. It's such a lucky thing because I didn't poop my pants or poop outside. It's really great, isn't it?
P.S. I'm a 14-year-old Chinese student, and my English is not very good. Hope to hear from your reply!
To Tia
Tia don't be poop shy we all do it. Me & my family are open about going to the bathroom. My mom texted me & told me she pooped & clogged the toilet. lol I hope u get over your shyness. My name is Austin by the way!
Kimi
An accident happened in my childhood
Before I was in Grade 4, I was so shy of pooping outside home (at school or public toilets) that I usually tried to hold my poop for a long time until I got home. However, this accident happened when I was about 6 and in my kindergarten.
When I was a kid, I was truly a shy and introverted one. I would rather poop in the bushes or between trees outside than go to the toilet of the kindergarten, because I was afraid that other kids would make a trick or laugh at me. Except peeing, I never ran to the toilet stalls and squatted to solve my problem.That was a windy day and the temperature seemed to be really low.I remember that day I was wearing a grey hoodie and a pair of trousers, an underwear with cute little bear pattern on it was inside.When the afternoon came, There was a lot of poop in my bowel, but I was determined to hold them until the school was over.Our teacher guided us to the playground and played games with us, but I was so urgently need to poop that I didn't move, just stood on the playground with anxiety, holding my little butt and doing nothing.My little butt was filled with a number of poop and it's nearly not able to stand them."Prfffff¡"Some silent farts were coming out and they smelled bad.The teacher found me and asked if I really needed to poop, but I said nothing.
"Prfffff¡¡Pffffffffffff!" I realized that I couldn't hold my poop anymore."Prfffff¡¡Pppppppppp" With loud farts, a huge piece of poop got out of my little butt and filled my underwear.A sense of drippy and sticky came into my mind and I clearly found that I just pooped my pants.It was so embarrassing that I was slowly squatting down and cried out.When I squat, I pooped more and more mushy and stinky poop on my underwear, and the back of my pants turned brown and yellow. Losing the control of my little butt,I couldn't do anything but just continue pooping a lot and crying.Other kids came and saw the most awkward scene, some of them even began to laugh at me. The louder cry noticed my teacher.She walked towards me and asked what happened.Noticed the stinky smell, she took me to the toilet and comforted me not to be too embarrassed. She took out my pants and underwear, setting me on the toilet.My underwear was really a mess, completely full of yellow and brown mushy poop, and the pattern of a cute little bear was hardly recognised."Prfffff¡"I dropped another pieces of poop into the toilet, and some yellow poop stuck on my butt. My teacher assisted me to wipe and clean my little butt, throwing away the underwear and pants, and called my parents to bring another one to change."Everyone has a time that he or she poops pants, it's a normal thing and not a big deal.But next time if you feel the urge to pee or poo, remember to call the teacher or go to the toilet by yourself!" She said kindly.
Finally, I changed a pair of new trousers and underwear.The kindergarten's experience truly impressed me that I still remember when I have been a high school student.
If you have the similar experience to me, I will look forward to your reply!
Lidia
So I was amazed to come across this page. I've been kind of lurking for a few weeks and now have got up the nerve to share some of my own stories. I'm 22, half Iranian/half American with shoulder length, wavy, black hair, light mocha skin and brown eyes. I'm 5'3" and 123lbs. I look perfectly normal until people find out how accident prone I am. Ive always had struggles with toileting. It would probably be best if I still wore diapers but I'm stubborn and I hate feeling like a baby. I work part time at a preschool near my home and I swear, I still wet my pants more than any of my 10 3 year olds. I still carry a change of pants and panties in a in a backpack to work because I don't always get to the toilet in time. Sometimes I go a week or more with dry pants despite having a lot of close calls or a lot of small accidents from dribbling. Yesterday, after a whole week of staying dry all day, I suddenly needed to go potty really bad. I hadn't felt the urge coming on until I realized I was about to have a big accident in my pants. My classroom aide had gone to the kitchen to return the lunch dishes. The kids were playing and luckily didn't notice me squirming in my chair. I reluctantly pressed my hand over my vagina just in time to feel a big spurt escape and I teared up. I squeezed my legs together hard but then I dribbled some more and there was the all too familiar feeling of my pants growing warm and wet.Just then my aide returned and I quickly excused myself. I could hardly walk. I barely made it to the hallway before I started full on going pee-pee in my pants. I stood there feeling so helpless as urine streamed down my pants like a child and within seconds I was standing in quite a puddle. I started to cry. I was so embarrassed. I went to the bathroom and Sat on the toilet to try and finish but I had completely finished in my clothes. When I was able to stop crying, I went to the break room, my soaked pants pressing against my wet legs and vagina. I went back to the bathroom and peeled off my wet pants and panties. I remember thinking if only I was much older, wearing a diaper during the day would be acceptable again and it would be easier to stay dry. Once I had changed, I went back to my classroom. My supervisor was waiting. She immediately took in my new pants and quietly asked me to accompany her to her office. She then asked me why I waited too late to go potty and I tried not to cry when I admitted that ive always had struggles with going to the toilet in time and sometimes I can't help it, I still have accidents. She told me that she has realized that this has happened before and that it needs to not become a "problem" because it will confuse the kids, some of whom are still potty training. I assured her I would do better and that it wouldn't be a problem but I knew well that I've never gone more than maybe a week or two without an accident in my pants. My bladder just doesn't always cooperate. When i got off work at 2pm as usual, I went home, wondering how I was going to manage to start staying dry reliably. My problem has improved since I was a child when I frequently managed to wet my pants every day if not more often but it was still a problem. I went to my room to read for awhile and take my mind off things but the next thing I knew I was waking up with the all-too-familiar feeling of wet pants and blanket. I haven't stopped wearing diapers at night or for naps. I've never NOT needed a diaper at night. I still live at home with my parents and two teen siblings. Neither of them still wet their pants or bed like I do. I really do envy them. That night my dad said he wanted to take us out to eat. After a nice meal, we headed home and got stuck in unexpected construction. After awhile, I realized I needed to potty. I focused on holding but within minutes my stomach was tight and I was dribbling in my panties. I didn't realize I was squirming until my mom suddenly looked back and saw me holding myself between my legs. "Lidia, can you hold it?" She asked. I nodded just as I dribbled even more. The crotch of my panties was SO wet. Just then I peed some more and barely stifled a whimper. I was about to wet my pants in the car. My mom looked back again. "We'll be home soon. Try to hold on." The floodgates opened and I sat there helplessly soaking my pants. My cheeks went red and I whispered to my mom. I'm sorry, I had an accident." When we finally got home, I went to take a shower and get ready for bed. I peeled down my soaked underpants and pants and put them in the wash. I tried to finish in the toilet but only dribbled a tiny bit. After my shower, I put on my nighttime diaper and pajamas and soon fell asleep. We've realized that whenever I wet my pants during the day, I'm sure to wet my diaper at night. My bladder just gets tired out by the end of the day. I woke up suddenly at 4 am in a very wet diaper. But I also really had to go potty. I hurried downstairs, trying so hard not to pee. By the time I got to the bathroom I was really doing a potty dance and holding my vagina hard over my pajamas and soggy diaper. I dribbled then pulled down my pajamas. As I untaped the sides of my swollen diaper, I began to go potty in the diaper again. It was already very wet and I started leaking. Dribbles of pee-pee started coming out the leg openings which already sagged and trickling down my legs. A little puddle was left on the floor between my feet. When I had finished I dropped a very heavy diaper to the floor and changed out of my damp pajama pants. I wiped the pee drops off my vagina and my legs with wet wipes then changed into a dry diaper and pajamas pants. I went back to bed. I woke up at 9, wet again. If only I could figure out how to be dry more often. It's tiring being 22 and feeling like a child.
Portaloo Anguish
During my high school years, the boy I was dating like playfully sought to tease me. At one carnival the lines were long for a building of normal toilets. I told him I was ready to burst and I used one of the portaloos out front. I yanked the door open, pulled my cutoffs down and planted myself on the warm seat. After about half a minute he yanked the door open to see how I was doing. I had forgotten to pull the latch. He showed me off to I don't know how many others. I could have killed him!
Anna Beth
I Pooped Three Times Yesterday!
Hi! It's Thursday and I pooped three times yesterday.
I pooped once while I was getting ready for work. It was medium-length but thick. It smelled.
I pooped at work and it was urgent. I just felt a sudden, heavy feeling in my stomach and in my butt. I went to the toilet and let out a lot of soft, mushy poop. It was really nice.
Then later in the day I pooped another medium-length soft log.
But, alas, I have not pooped today!
Friday, July 25, 2025
Thunder
Response Leah. Public Pooing and Constipation
I have a neurological condition that , amongst other things gives me constipation and also affects my ability to type and text. This post is not an easy task! I take laxatives regularly and they are not predictable. Sometimes they do not work and other times they work too well . Sometimes a need suppositories which also have a degree of being unpredictable. Thus causes me to use toilets away from home be it works , customers and friends places and of course public toilets . I have no problems with this . I hsvd had to learn a long time ago there is no shame in shitting . Fortunately I am able to evacuate in a few to several minutes . On the subject of constipation I posted on page 2777 the post "!Acquatic Constipation " . I posted under the name then being " Constguy". Originally I was Thunder Down Under , then Constiguy and now and for a long time just Thunder .
Tricky
Trailhead Restroom
I just hiked a trail in another state a week ago and have a notable poop story resultant from it.
Me and a friend had just done a 6 mile hike and were on the way back to the trailhead. The trailhead had the only restroom present, and for the last mile or so, I'd been holding in a massive crap, the result of lots of bar-be-que consumption having made me constipated for the last 2 days. I'm used to pooping about 3 times a day, and I'd eaten many pounds of meat without much fiber intake to keep it moving when I'm used to eating 100+g of fiber a day, so I knew it was going to be a very novel sort of dump, different from what I'm used to producing.
By the time we got to the parking lot, I told my friend that I needed to "take a dump." He said he'd wait for me. We both entered the building, which had male and female restrooms on the right and left sides respectively, with a lounge, tables, and vending machine in the center. It was atmospheric with the aesthetics of a hunting lounge. air conditioned, and very nice. Two strangers sitting at a table greeted me as I entered the building, both middle-aged men, one fat, short, and bald, the other skinny, tall, and blonde.
Unlike most camp sites, this one had very modern and well-maintained facilities. I'd been to many camp sites where I had to use primitive toilets, or even doorless-stall and stall-less toilets, but this restroom was well-lit, air-conditioned, and reasonably private. It had a partitioned urinal near the sinks and two stalls with the normal one-foot gap at the bottom and small 1/4-inch or so gap between the door and cubicle walls.
I was alone in the bathroom, shut the door to the nearest stall, pulled down my pants all the way, and seated myself.
While the need to go felt very urgent, uncomfortable, and painful, nothing would budge. I pushed, grunted, and strained, breathing heavily in my effort.
About 5 minutes in, one of the men sitting at a table walked in. I could see him enter through the gap in the stall, the blonde skinny man, and it was obvious he knew it was me in the stall, since he saw me walk into the Mens' room and my shoes, pants, and ankles were visible to him as the lighting cast a silhouette shadow of me sitting on the toilet onto the floor, broadcasting what I was doing to anyone who saw the floor.
As he unzipped, waiting for his pee stream to start, I pushed and grunted again, letting out some gas.
It was massive, sticky, wet, thick, ropey, and was forcing my buttcheeks apart as it smeared itself on out, as the guy who just greeted me minutes ago and saw me walk into the Mens' room was now awkwardly standing at the urinal next to me waiting for his pee stream to get going, with a silhouette of me on the toilet projected by the lighting onto the floor where he stood.
About 5 seconds into the loud and flatulent crackling echoing from the porcelain bowl I was seated upon, I finally heard the guy at the urinal start peeing, as his liquid stream splattered the urinal. The crackling noise the log of excrement sliding out of my alimentary canal was making was definitely the louder of the two noises.
*FWOOMP*
The first log dropped in, followed by a very loud and long fart...
*BRUUUU-T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-O-O-O-O-O-O-ORRRRRT*
The fart easily lasted for 4-5 seconds, if not longer, and seemed to make the walls shake.
This prompted the guy at the urinal to comment,
"Easy there young man! Have some respect!"
I thought little of it and continued my poop as more started sliding out, with yet more loud crackling. I farted again,
*WOMPPPPP-T*
It was another loud and long-ish fart, lasting 2 seconds or so.
As he zipped up his pants, he made his irritation known,
"A courtesy flush would be nice. And you don't need to be that loud!"
I then responded,
"It's a toilet, and I'm using it. I don't understand what the issue is?"
*PLOOP*
Another log dropped in.
Washing his hands at the sink, with a degree of disgust, he remarked,
"Jeez, have some decency kid. Aren't you embarrassed? Are you trying to be as loud as possible on purpose? Do you get off on this or something?"
More started loudly crackling out of my ass, the light crackles echoing about the room. Without any embarrassment but slight annoyance, poop sliding out of me, I retorted,
"I'm not here to argue, I just needed to shit."
Drying his hands, he laughed, and said,
"Just razzin' you kiddo. Most people get embarrassed and wait for people to leave so they don't hear them. But I hear them outside anyway, since sound travels here."
So I responded,
"Well, I hope my friend finds this funny."
At that point, I heard my friend and the other man outside laughing. My friend then said,
"He's totally not embarrassed."
I let out another fart. The blonde man continued, now at the exit door,
"I have to clean this place as part of my job, so please don't make a big mess. I don't think I've ever heard anyone take a dump that sounded so disgusting before, and it smells rowdy in here!"
I could definitely smell what I was dumping in the toilet, and it wasn't pleasant. The room now had the aroma of a putrefying corpse sweetened with bar-be-que sauce.
I continued the conversation,
"I'm not even close to finished yet."
With a degree of scarcely disguised disgust and a bit of amusement in his voice, he responded,
"Jesus. You stink."
I heard raucous laughter outside.
He opened the door and left as the laughter continued, and I continued pooping out yet more. About a minute later, I heard more people enter the lounge, rapid footsteps approaching the Mens' room, and the door opened. A younger man of about 19-20 came in. He was white with brown hair, sort of resembling the protagonist of the film "Baby Driver". He wasted no time to take the adjacent stall, breathing heavily, and frantically trying to undo his belt. When he started pooping, he sighed in relief.
There was some muffled laughter outside, this time, female. I heard one of the older men say,
"You hear everything here."
I could hear his logs crackling out as well, sounding wet and squishy. This continued for another 2-3 minutes, both of ours plopping into the toilet intermittently.
I finished, started wiping, and at the second pass, I felt like more was on the way, and pushed. But it wasn't solids, it was gas, and it came roaring out with the growl of an eldritch beast, lasting for a good 5 seconds...
*RAMP-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-LUT-T-T-T-T-RAUR-T-T-T*
I heard him say,
"Oh geez. That's just too much..."
A woman's voice outside obnoxiously responded,
"That's what you get for drinking all the beer, asshole!"
I heard laughing outside from at least 4 people, my friend included.
He went silent.
We both started wiping at the same time. And wiped. And wiped. And wiped. My butt was a mess, and I kept wiping. As did he.
He exited his stall first. I started pulling my pants up and flushed as he was washing his hands. The poop barely went down, and spun around the bowl leaving thick, dark-brown streaks all over. I flushed again, and exited my stall.
As I exited, he quickly dried his hands and tried to get out as quickly as he could, my presence now seeming to embarrassing him. He looked away from me, as if he was annoyed that I could see who he was and that we shared an intimate moment on the toilet together. He was out the door before I even had the water running.
I heard a female's voice outside,
"Feeling better?"
He responded,
"Let's go. Please."
She laughed, and asked,
"Babe, was that you who farted in there? That was epic!"
"No. Some other guy was in there."
She then yelled,
"Liar! You're just being shy. I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to listen or anything."
I heard some more laughter outside in the lounge. One of the men mentioned,
"No, there was another boy in there."
With quiet resignation, he said,
"Don't embarrass me. There's people here listening to us."
She then remarked,
"Hey, it's nothing to be ashamed of!"
As I exited the Mens' room, the two middle-aged men both smiled at me, knowing what I just did and having been there for the whole exchange. My friend was sitting at the table, laughing to himself.
So I decided to lighten the mood,
"I ripped that fart!"
The same middle-aged guy who walked in on me mid-poop looked at me and said,
"I knew that was you! You nasty bastard!"
Except for the young adult male who used the adjacent stall next to me, everyone was cracking up laughing. We exited the lounge, the couple in front of me quickly getting to their car, the guy who used the adjacent stall avoiding eye contact and quickly wanting to leave.
My friend had a story to tell his wife when we got to his house. Every noise I made in there could be heard from the lounge, and he heard me grunting and pushing for the first five minutes. Even the sound of the log crackling out of my butt traveled, as he admitted it sounded squishy. So at least three people heard poop sliding out of my butt, from another room.
I thought it was hilarious. My younger self would have been mortified and horrified. But I didn't really care by this point. At least the facility was clean and no one could see anything other than my shoes, pants, underwear, and ankles if they were in the room, and nothing at all outside the room. I've taken poops in way worse places.
Tricky
Re: A Survey to Ms Skid, Friendly Responder
Q: "If you work out or walk or run... especially in the morning...is the drive back difficult because you just like really need to go.. like bad?"
A: I do a lot of bike riding. So I don't drive to my workout site, as I just ride around. I like to ride to parks with trails because I don't have to worry about car traffic, so often I will use the public restrooms at the location I am at, rather than hold it and ride all the way home.
That said, if the need to use the restroom comes quickly, and it often does with a degree of urgency since I eat like a horse and go through more than a gallon of water a day, riding my bike can become very difficult. I've had many instances where each pedal stroke threatened to push the turtle's head all the way out into my underwear and where it was painful to keep it contained.
Q: "Do you ever need to "go" while walking or working out and grit it out hoping you can wait to go and your body lets you?"
A: Frequently. And this is with public restrooms nearby much closer than home is. So I just find the nearest suitable restroom, and go. I often use free public restrooms in public parks, and while many of them leave a lot to be desired, they are generally clean and have soap, water, and toilet paper, and that's the bare minimum I need to feel as if I'm welcome to use it.
This has lead to many novel peeing and pooping scenarios. I've used urinals in unisex restrooms with females present, and even sat on toilets in doorless stalls or open/exposed toilets that had no stall around them, my butt exposed with random strangers coming in and out of the restroom able to see me pooping and/or wiping. People of both sexes have seen me on the toilet mid-poop in park restrooms, multiple times. It's not a big deal to me, because it's happened so many times.
I have no shame in using a public toilet for its intended purpose when I need to go. My main concern is that it is a clean, sanitary, and usable environment. Everything else is a secondary concern at most.
Q: "Does this matter for the first two apply for after work too?"
A: Not at all, but I use the restrooms at work for both bodily functions every day. All of my male coworkers have seen me enter or exit a stall or heard my bodily noises and smelled the accompanying smells, and some of them have had conversations with me while I was using the toilet. All of the cleaning ladies have knocked on the door or opened the door while I was peeing or pooping, and some of them have also heard my noises or seen me at a urinal or with my pants down in a stall. I've unintentionally clogged the toilet at every job I've had at least once and had to seek janitorial assistance as well. It's just an unavoidable fact of life for me, the alternative being to hold it in all day.
Statement: "Well anyway I'm embarrassed posting this but as someone who has read this place for over 25 years and have only recently been posting...I have to say that "skid" (for short) has made me a bit more open to this weirdness. And that is it for now. I'm completely embarrassed so I'm shutting up."
Response: No need to be embarrassed. You're at the right place to talk about this, and to progress to the point where this becomes a non-issue to you(I assume that is in part why you're here).
Just start pooping in public restrooms anytime the need arises. Start small, maybe find a little used restroom with good stall privacy, and work your way out to more frequented locations. Work is my favorite place to poop, because I get paid for it. I poop at the office an average of 2 to 3 times per day, for around 7 minutes each session on average. This is the equivalent of about 2 weeks paid vacation per year, except I obtain this by pooping in a workplace toilet. It's awesome.
You'll quickly get used to using the toilet away from home. This site is perhaps the best place on the internet to share stories and update us on your progress.
From an early age, I dreaded both peeing and pooping in public restrooms, especially around other people. School was the worst, since other kids would make fun of me, and it made me very embarrassed to poop at school. I was also scared of urinals my first few years of school because everyone could see me pee, and I'd often hold that as well.
But I didn't like holding it. Holding it never felt right to me. I forced myself to use urinals by 2nd grade, regardless of whether other students or teachers could watch me. At least with stalls for pooping, they only saw my shoes, pants, and ankles, so I was getting used to pooping at school every day, in spite of occasional taunting or judgment by my classmates. But by middle school, I was introduced to doorless stalls, without alternative options, and that made me start withholding my stool out of fear of being bullied/harassed while at my most vulnerable(I saw it happen to other kids) and out of fear of embarrassment or judgement, this time with nothing left to mystery. This was not good for my body and every day was a struggle to make it home so I could poop, often leading to abdominal pain and a frequent feeling as if my insides were being torn apart. If I had to do it over again, I'd have just pooped at school anyway, lack of privacy not withstanding. It would have saved me thousands of hours of torment.
By Junior year of high school, when I switched to a new school, I got access to stalls with doors again, which being a considerable upgrade from doorless stalls, made me very comfortable with pooping at school every day. This made my fear of pooping in public diminish to zero, as long as I had the minimal privacy of a stall. It was at this point that I was regularly pooping in restrooms when out in public whenever the urge struck, on a daily basis at that.
In spite of using public stalls with other people present thousands of times(sometimes including people I knew who were in the restroom with me as I pooped), I didn't get used to doorless stalls or no-stall public toilets in multi-user restrooms until well into adulthood, and that's only after I was forced to use such toilets many times during childhood and early adulthood on rare occasions, much my embarrassment when other people were present.
It took about 10 or so incidents of other people seeing me on the toilet before I truly got used to it, to where even that doesn't bother me now.
I'd say the defining moment where my perception changed was a decade ago, when I was forced to use a doorless stall at a bus station, with a large line of people who saw me on the toilet. While I've pooped into toilets without privacy in front of others before then quite a few times, I never did so willingly, and it wasn't until the events of this particular bowel emergency that I henceforth shed any and all fear of embarrassment or judgment. I recount this situation on page 2882, "Nowhere else to go... my intro to shameless pooping". After that, the presentation of doorless stalls or no stalls never made me decide to hold it. I'd already been through my worst nightmare scenario: pooping in front of a large audience. And I've never had to poop in front of that large or impatient of an audience since, even if I may have pooped in view of smaller and less observative audiences 20+ times since.
Now days, I can poop in any suitable toilet without shame or hesitation. It was a multi-decade journey to get to this point, with thousands of times where I held it in and caused myself physical discomfort almost to the point of soiling myself, but it didn't have to be this way. I had a few opportunities to use doorless or no-stall toilets without fear of harassment at a young age, and held it in anyway out of fear of embarrassment or judgment instead. And that was stupid, because I really needed to go and a reasonably clean toilet was available. Had I just done what I was urged to do, I'd have prevented hundreds of uncomfortable situations throught my life.
I find it liberating to be able to pee or poop in any facility without shame or any care for who else will witness me excreting waste. It's not like I have a choice in the matter, excretion being a necessary and unavoidable life-sustaining function. Anyone who has never seen me use a toilet already knows I pee or poop anyway, just by the very fact that I exist as a living thing, so there's not much point in me pretending to them that I don't. They do it too. To deny such is akin to denying we breathe air or eat and digest other living hings. It's only wasted energy and effort. Whenever I feel the urge, I prefer to pee or poop as soon as I can find a suitable receptacle that will allow the sanitary and convenient disposal of it, and get on with my day, rather than make myself physically uncomfortable for no good reason. The vast majority of the time I've used public restrooms, no one has judged me, and they're typically there to do the same things I use those restrooms for.
So the rational thing to do is to just go. We all do it, it's necessary, holding it in is painful and potentially damaging to our bodies, and the relief feels good. My life is much better for this change in perception.
Friendly Responder
A survey to Ms skid
Ok...so we both walk and do fitness things...
And anyone can answer... this is weird but I'm diving in because after I
explained what I did .. some other questions came to mind...
If you work out or walk or run... especially in the morning...is the drive back difficult because you just like really need to go.. like bad?
Do you ever need to "go" while walking or working out and grit it out hoping you can wait to go and your body lets you?
Does this matter for the first two apply for after work too?
I ask this because one day...I went for a morning walk and the drive home was like edge of your incomplete sitting because ...
Then after work that night... same feeling...then carefully stepping because there's a problem lol
Well anyway I'm embarrassed posting this but as someone who has read this place for over 25 years and have only recently been posting...I have to say that "skid" (for short) has made me a bit more open to this weirdness.
And that is it for now. I'm completely embarrassed so I'm shutting up.
Curtis
Replying to tia
Hey tia i enjoyed reading your post about being poop shy. I myself am poop shy i dont like going with others around, and dont like going in public unless i cant put it off any longer. I would like to hear more stories from you. Anyways have a great day
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Tia
Poop Diaries
Not sure what is up with my bowels lately, but they are very inconsistent right now. One day, I'm having a hard time going and passing little pebbles, and the next day, I'm passing soft/semi-soft logs. I also normally poop every other day, so going every day (and multiple times) is weird. The only times I have multiple toilet visits is if I'm sick (which I'm not) or I've been glutened-but that results in extreme diarrhea.
This morning while running my bath, I had to poop. I thought it was going to be a harder poop judging by how I was feeling (bloated, some pressure, not much gas), but I was wrong. After peeing, I pushed a tiny bit and heard the crackling and splashing sounds of multiple pieces hitting the water! This was followed by some wet farts. I looked into the bowl and saw the hole was filled with at least 10 small and skinny logs! I pushed a bit harder and could feel there was more in me. Since the water was running, I was able to grunt a little bit. After a bit of grunting, three more little pieces came out and hit the water. I felt finished (although, I know I will need to go later on) so wiped and flushed. I did have to wipe a bit more than usual, so that was annoying.
Not even 2 hours later, I was back on the toilet and it was quite soft and bordered on being diarrhea. There were lots of little pieces in the toilet. No gas or stomach cramps accompanied it, so it was just a really soft poop and felt great to get out. Midwipe, I felt a little more so pushed for a bit, and got a couple more small pieces out. I finished wiping, then flushed.
Lee with Autism
To Anna from Austria
Mine's normally on the soft side too, I generelly need softer toilet paper to wipe properly. Unlike you, I thankfully barely ever need to use it away from home. Not that I had a problem with it tho.
Lee with Autism
I hate having the runs
This morning it happened to me. Made it to the 'throne' in time, but not everything hit the bowl. Had to clean up, and even more, and that's something I really hate, call work to make clear I can't come. Thankfully they're understanding, and rightly so. I don't think anyone can work properly when having to get up 24/7, and even more important... others might get sick too.
Mina
Two replies
Dear Vol (from Hisae)
Yes, in ancient history, sometimes I sat on loo to wee, and then I suddenly decide to poo also. Now this don't happen, because I change my style. One time, I finished wee and cleaned my yoni, then stood up, then suddenly sat down again and did some burururururus out from my bottom into the loo.
(from Maho) This also happen to me maybe only once. I went to loo for wee. After finish wee, I continued sit because thinking about something. Then suddenly, my bottom sent message, so I opened my bottom and dropped a full of turds into loo. My original plan was to sit on loo only one minute, but I sat twenty minutes.
(from Kazu) It was happened to me too sometimes in past, but not now. Usually it was happened in my office, not in my house.
Dear Tia,
Maybe we can't give good idea, because we are always on loo 10+ minutes when our purpose is defecate. But nobody have right to make comment to you about time you are on loo. If family member say snide thing, perhaps best to scream and shout. "Why you ask? I had bad time on loo because I could not do what I had to do! Not my fault! I am painful and you make it worse with horrid comment! Why you make my pain worse? Please you shut up." Maybe family member will say sorry and never make comment again. We hope.
By the way, when Mina type this, computer change spell when Mina make typo. She type "member" but computer showed "mamba"! Poisonous snake. (Shut up, Kazu. It is not need to say that our toilet is full of many mamba when we sitting on it.)
(From Maho.) Tia, try drink milk before go to bed. Sometimes that helps me to do soft defecate in morning. Perhaps you will produce huge mamba in very short time. We hope.
Love to everyone.
Chakamami Family
ECG
Toilet Selfie
When I was at work yesterday, I started feeling during the afternoon shortly after getting back from my lunch break that I needed a poo, but I didn't get a chance to go as I was busy with work for a lot of the afternoon, and by the time I had a chance, it was late enough that I didn't want to risk going and missing the bus home from work. After getting off the bus, I had a 30 minute walk before arriving home, so by the time I got there, I was needing to go pretty badly.
I went to the toilet and it was such a relief to finally go when I'd had to hold it in for hours! I hadn't emptied my pockets before going to the bathroom, so I still had my phone on me. I took two photos and then sent them to my friend Catherine, who I've mentioned before, along with a short message. We've spoken about bathroom matters and toilet humour occasionally, but I hadn't sent her a toilet selfie before. She found it funny! That said, I doubt I'll be doing it regularly unless she wants me to or she starts sending some of her own.
The first photo shows me sitting on the toilet, with my upper legs visible, and the shirt I was wearing was covering between my legs. My trousers weren't visible because the photo cuts off at my knees. In the second photo, I'm smiling and giving a thumbs up to the camera to try and make it funny. What I didn't notice until after sending it is that moving had caused my shirt to adjust. More of my upper legs are visible now, and the left side of my shirt has moved, exposing part of my groin and pubic hair! Fortunately my penis wasn't visible.
STEPHEN . P
Last Sunday (three days ago) was spent working in the garden .I had tea at 6pm then sat down and watched a video for two hours,as the video was coming to the end I needed to have a NUMBER TWO I waited until the end then went to the bedroom and sat on the pooping pottie ,when I had finished my business I got into bed .
several times during the night I woke and used the wee pottie at 6am woke used the wee pottie then laid on my back on the bed looking at the ceiling ten minuets later I needed a NUMBER TOO so sat on the BLACK GLASS bed pan a few minutes passed I had a wee then my bowels opened when done I laid on my left side and wiped then took the bedpan to the bonfire the pan I washed in the water butt then took back to bedroom.
This morning was spent cleaning the windows then I had dinner,I went back to the garden ,as I was carrying the steps back to the garage I had
the urge for a BM I put down the steps and made my way to the garage pooping pottie (THETFORD 66),lifted the lid put foot on peddle to operate slide rinsed put paper towel on back of bowl down with my underwear and sat down ,One minuet later i weed the pushed and pooped
I was much longer having my NUMBER TOO as today is WEDNESDAY and this was the first poop since MONDAY MORNING ON THE BEDPAN ,I wiped with the KIMBERLY CLARK toilet paper I keep in the air tight container.
Leah
Replies
Scooter:
That sounds like a nasty experience but sadly, you gotta go whe. You gotta go, I suppose finding somewhere quiet and squatting was out of the question?
I myself only use portaloos a couple of times a year and, I posted about that a couple months ago.
There was several blocks of portaloos at the beach event I went to
earlier in the summer, it was a family event and there were family's and kids everywhere, but I enjoyed it.
I can't remember if I had a poo before of after we got street food, I had something spicy and it killed my stomach, I didn't have diarrhea, just big poos and I took so long just sitting in the portaloo because even though I had my poos, my stomach was killing me and I just had to sit there in the loo, rubbing my stomach and blasting farts.
And I repeated these trips to the portaloo several times in the afternoon I missed parts of the event, and people could hear me turning pages of my magazine and groaning in pain.
The portaloos I used were very clean just very stinky! And the people were unpatient, pacing past and standing outside my loo!
It was a different kind of event to yours but still had lots of people.
To tia:
I am sorry to hear of your poop shyness, it's something we all go through in our lives, although I must say, if you are desperate to poo you will just go once on the loo.
Speaking of desperation, I had to have diarrhea at my girls house after spending the day together, sometime after lunch i got hit with a huge cramp in my stomach and we were at her house after shopping in the morning, I got more urgent and I excused myself to the loo, and I exploded in it, I sprayed liquid poo all over the bowl and I was howling. I had to ask Kelly for more loo paper so I open the door and as i'm wiping my bum she asked me if I enjoyed the laxative she slipped in my juice that morning. I cried but she said she did it to end my poo shyness and it worked, I felt like a new woman after that cleanse and I changed my ways
Wednesday, July 23, 2025
Skid marked from a walk
Responses for my survey people
Friendly Responder- ThankYou for responding. You don't have to fill out the survey like I ask. I'm just happier you responded. I can relate. Sometimes I wear my pants later. But like if I wore no underwear and skid marked the pants then of course probably not.
Andrew- I can understand 2nd hand about your sister giving you a wedgie. Although not the same thing. I had a childhood friend who I would play video games with. I was in 5th grade he was in 4th and my other friend was in 3rd. The 3rd grade friend found his skid marked underwear and held it up. It looked like the guy didn't wipe at all. The 4th grade friend would say "my sister says it's what happens when your underwear gets up your butt". His older sister is a year older than me. Sometimes we would all jump on the 3rd grader friend's trampoline and no joke there would be a piece of solid poop on the trampoline. And my 3rd grade friend would "play detective" and get us back to the positions where we were at on the trampoline. I didn't care I thought it was really funny because I knew it wasn't me.
Nina- I enjoyed your survey response a lot. Thanks for opening up.
Leah- I enjoyed your survey response too. I'm sure no matter how much we get clean some underwear like thongs will cause skid marks... Thongs are literally butt floss!
Tia
Yesterday's Poop
I managed to poop yesterday while everyone was home. It was a very quick poop, though. Between all the food I had and the coffee, I was just bursting to go! I was farting quite a bit while watching TV, so I figured I'd head to the bathroom. Once I sat down, the poops just slid right out! Very little pushing required, thank goodness! I pooped out two long logs and then peed, wiped and flushed.
I do still feel like there is more inside me, so I will try again while my bath is running.
Anna from Austria
Reply to Skidmarked from a walk
Yes since I used less toilet paper I would have used normally caused indeed some skidmarks in my panties. My poop is on the soft side and when not using enough tp skidmarks are almost guaranteed.
greetings from Austria
Anna
Tia
Poo Shy at home
Hey all. I'm in a bit of a bind right now. Normally, I have no problems pooping at home, but right now, I just can't do it :( Most times, my poop is easy to pass and I am in and out of the bathroom in under 3-5 minutes and unless I spray, no one knows I've pooped. At the moment though, I'm a bit constipated. When I'm constipated/have difficult poops, I'm in the bathroom for 10+ minutes straining. I'm just not comfortable with family members hearing me poop and making comments to me that I was in the bathroom for a while. I'm ok pooping in public since no one knows me and people don't say anything. I just avoid public bathrooms because they aren't always clean. I did poop in a Walmart bathroom (single toilet) and it was a very clean facility. With me not being able to poop at home without judgment, I've been trying to poop when I'm out. I've got the urge to go right now, but everyone is around. I'll try to hold it until bedtime when everyone is sleeping, but I just don't know/think I can. Any helpful tips would be great :)
Anonymous Vol
Buccee's
Just wondering if anyone in the US has any stories about pooping at a Buccee's gas station. I know they rightfully pride themselves on The quality of their restrooms, so I'm just curious about anyone's experiences with them.
Emily with Autism
Hi Everyone
We got to go to Cedar Point earlier this week. It was so much fun. My mom told me it was okay just to go in my diaper if I needed to go which was fine when I had to pee. I got changed at the first aid station when we got there and again after lunch.
Around 230, we were in line for the Millennium Force and I started to feel like I needed to poop. I tried to wait but after a few minutes, I had a poop accident. I had to wait in line for another 45 minutes until it was our turn to ride. It was my favourite ride of the day, even though I had to do it with poop in my diaper.
After we got off, mom asked if I pooped my pants, and then took me to get changed. It took forever to get cleaned up but eventually we got to go back to do more rides.
I can't wait to go back.
Anonymous Vol
Question
Hi. Male here. I have a question for the women, and I'm genuinely curious. Is it a thing to go to the bathroom to pee and stay for a poop even if that wasn't the original plan just because you're already sitting on the toilet? I'm just curious. Thanks.
Steve A
Reply and a public restroom experience at work (Question)
To Andrew V: I sometimes deal with constipated type poops, depending on my daily fiber intake, which I've been watching more as I've gotten older
Public Restroom Work Experience:
Since one of my job duties include cleaning/restocking the restrooms at my workplace, during one evening earlier this week, I noticed a girl go to the restroom (since I was sitting around the dining area during my break) and since she took awhile, I assumed that she was pooping, which turned out to be right
After she and her friend left, I finished my break and planned on cleaning/restocking the restrooms (regardless)
I then noticed that in one of the toilets, her poop didn't go all the way down, since a part of it was stuck, even after flushing once, which then took a couple more flushes to completely go down.
This made me wonder if anyone else has noticed someone's poop not flushing all the way completely? If it gets stuck in a certain way which may require more than one flush?
REPLY TO SCOOTER
Hundreds of times I have pooped in the pottie you describe Always I operate the pump this will clear the bowl of any debries paper and poop when clear I sit down and wee then as I poop operate the pump always leaving the bowl clear before wiping then carry on pumping before dressing.
IF everybody did the same three hundred people could have a good shit the pottie would hold two hundred weight of poop ready for DAN DAN THE LAVATORY MAN TO EMPTY AND CLEAN !!
Monday, July 21, 2025
STEPHEN.P
A few days ago it was a lot cooler so I cleaned the kitchen as soon as I finished my mugs of tea wiping all work surfaces vacuum carpets and put all crockery and cutlery away.I put all the brush cupboard items in cupboard except the bedpan
I made some more tea and took it into garden to drink when done returned to kitchen took off my pants ,tore three sheets of kitchen towel from dispenser on wall and sat on bed pan immediately had a wee then pooped had another wee then sat and had a really good shit,
I got off bedpan laid on my side and wiped then dressed emptied bedpan into bonfire washed under water butt ,when it was dry I fitted a new newspaper liner then put in cupboard
Friendly Responder
Responding Friendlily... it's an adjectival word...I promise
I'm not going to answer each question but describe what happens. It's not as if I try to skid.... I'm active and therefore sweat....I also eat and drink so I do what I do at some point after that.
I'm always conscious of if I smell but I shower enough and work is stinky enough that I don't know if what smell is which.. but I can wear my pants the next day so I know it's not me.
I'm a speed walker so I get my workouts in that way. I choose dark underwear so I don't know if I skid from a walk. Today I wore light things and walked 2 miles in 93 degree heat and I skidded a bit but was mostly sweaty.
I don't know why I'm responding because it's embarrassing but I guess I feel comfortable... possibly
But that's all you get for now
Andrew V
Response to Tully's "Consipated but pooping daily?" Post
I totally understand what your going through. I get constipated a lot and quite often will try to poop and only get out pellets. It's really annoying especially when the constipation causes me bloating and have really loud gas.
It's even worse because at work I share a cubicle with two women. Fortunately they have gotten use to my gas problems and just laugh off my embarrassingly loud trumpet sounding farts.
Anna Beth
I Did a BIG ONE!!!
It happened again! Oh it felt so good! It was so big, thick and long! It didn't flush. It happened at work and I had to get the janitor.
I captured the moment with my cell phone and have looked at the picture all day!
Leah
Another vandalised public loo
So I took a laxative on Thursday I think it was, I was pooping alot yesterday as a result, but I never had diarrhea, just urgent needs to poo followed by big poo loads in the loo.
I did most of the pooping at home but I went out into town yesterday morning thinking my bowels had cleared, they had not!
As I walked the roughly 30 minute walk I grew increasingly desperate for a poo, the pressure in my lower stomach was getting bigger by the minute as I walked faster trying to clench my cheeks together.
Public loos are bad in my city so I had to think of where to go, I'll go to the shopping centre, so when I got there the four loos were all full! I was about to start banging on the doors until I heard a loo flush, but I still had to wait another minute! I put my hand down my skirt to feel my bum was normal so I hadn't pooped myself.
Two of the doors opened up at the same time and I threw my skirt down as I was walking In the loo, I hurriedly dropped everything to my ankles and sat down and then I shut and locked the door because the loo is just behind the door I can do that.
I had a good wee but after a few minutes the relief of this huge poo was so intense I let out a moan, there was one huge poo and several medium sized ones that I was so desperate to let out.
My bum was pretty clean so I just used a few sheets but the room was stinking! I never heard much from the other two loos but I guess they were pooping.
These loos runs along a wall, a very tight narrow corridor and at the end of the corridor by the exit door I found the only sink was smashed up so I couldn't even wash my hands, I wanted to cry but at least I felt so much better!
Has anyone else witnessed such bad vandalism? I hate seeing it, the soap was empty too, it's so sad
Denise
In response to Kimberly
Hello everyone, back again to share a story of needing help cleaning up, as requested by Kimberly.
Also wanted to say hi to some friendly folks who I've enjoyed interacting with. Nytecat, MDL, Emily, Trekkie, I appreciate you. Missing Catherine of course - Catherine if you're out there, I hope you're well. Also missing Annie who hasn't posted in a while, I hope she's ok too.
A quick note that my parents have changed their views a lot over the years and have apologized for some stuff in this post.
this accident happened one summer when I was 'on notice'. That was my parents' term having one strike left when you'd been misbehaving. My older brother had blown his last strike once and his punishment was having to bring one of our parents as a chaperone every time he met his friends for a whole month. H was 15 at the time and it ruined his social life so we were all anxious about getting 'off' notice.
I was 14 and having a hard time. My grades had slipped that spring and I'd gotten in trouble at church and school, nothing serious but it was unusual for me. It was also shortly after an accident I've described here where I wet and pooped my shorts at an outing with family friends. My parents never said it, but I always felt like my accidents counted towards the tally of naughty behaviour. I knew they were disappointed that I'd soiled myself at 14 in front of their friends.
Also, my body was a problem. I've mentioned before that I was tall and gangly, but developed on top. My mom was worried about me going down a bad path and tempting men or giving into lustful thoughts. I didn't give a hoot about boys or lust at that age, but being busty was almost viewed as sinful in and of itself, and that alone had my mom keeping a sharp eye on me. Between that and getting into a bit of trouble she was being very strict with me. I remember feeling unfairly punished for things I hadn't even done, but by virtue of my body I was suspect. Sadly these misogynistic attitudes were pretty common in church.
Anyway, that summer we went off to a summer lodge for a week. There were lots of activities including a small water park with a wave pool and some slides. I befriended a girl my age there, I forget her name so let's call her Kira. She was so sweet and friendly and took me under her wing. She was also confident and daring in a way I never dreamed I could be. I wished I could be more like her. Thankfully she was good at playing the 'good girl' so my parents let me hang out with her even though we were a bit naughty behind their backs.
When I put on my swimsuit the first day, I saw the disapproval in my mom's eyes. Of course it was modest - two piece, but the bottom was spandex shorts, obviously (briefs??? No way!!!) and the top was like a thick strap camisole that came down almost to my belly button. It was pale yellow and I had grown since I'd last tried it on. The bottoms still fit fine, but my breasts had really sprouted and the top was stretched very tightly across them. It was my only suit, so mom couldn't do anything but she was not happy.
Nevertheless, the trip went well and near the end my mom even said she might consider taking me off notice if I kept behaving so well. So of course, what happened next felt very high stakes.
Kira and I were playing in the water park one day. Me being me....well. I didn't realize how badly I had to poop until it started coming out. I felt my poop push out and squish between my cheeks. I stopped in my tracks and slapped a hand over my butt, eyes wide with panic. Kira looked at me confused and I blurted out 'I have to go to the bathroom NOW!' Kira and I hotstepped to the nearest bathroom. She could see my panic and was reassuring me, but it was too late. I was slowly filling my shorts and by the time I locked myself into a bathroom stall the whole poop was in my shorts.
I didn't know what to do. I started crying silently and tried to clean myself up. It was obvious that I was not ok, and Kira asked me what happened. Deeply embarrassed, I had to tell her that I'd pooped in my bathing suit. She offered to get my parents, and I panicked. 'No! I'll be in so much trouble!' I needed to handle this without them.
Kira was an angel. She brought me loads of paper towels and told me to rinse my bottoms on the toilet cistern. The problem was, even once the poop was rinsed off, they were still stained. I couldn't come out with no bottoms, so I was stuck. Kira, bless her heart, said if there was no more poop just a stain she'd try to wash them for me. I was so embarrassed, but there was no other option so I handed them under the door to her. She did her best with the bathroom soap, but it just wasn't working. I was trapped in the stall with no bottoms and spiraling fast, but then Kira said she had an idea.
She ran out and returned a few minutes later with a pair of shorts and a full, long sleeve top. She said it was her mothers and it was a protective sun outfit. She said she'd put my bottoms in the bathroom sink to soak with some soap. Then handed me some wet paper towels so I could really get my butt clean, then gave me the outfit which was not a perfect fit but worked. Then, she marched us over to our families where Kira explained to our parents that I'd tried on her mom's outfit because I didn't feel my bathing suit was appropriate for a young woman and I'd wanted something more modest. Well! You can imagine how that went over! My mom was beaming, and her mom thought it was sweet and let me borrow that outfit the rest of the trip. We managed to get my bottoms clean enough after enough scrubbing that my mom never noticed either.
Kira and I exchanged a few postcards, but sadly we lost touch. It's too bad, we had so much fun and it was so sweet of her to help me with my accident when I was practically a stranger. I hope she's doing well wherever she is.
Tia
Poop in public bathroom
I don't normally use public bathrooms, but while out at Walmart this morning, I had the urge to go. This Walmart has both one toilet and multiple stall bathrooms so I opted for the single toilet. I sat down and peed first. I started pushing and all I was getting was gas. I knew this was going to be a struggle at this point. I bared down and pushed even harder and passed one small nugget. I was hoping no one could hear me, because by now I was really grunting to poo. I pushed again and another small nugget. My face is beet red now and I still feel full. Another 15-20 seconds of hard pushing and I managed to push out another nugget. I repeated this process (baring down and pushing/grunting) a couple more times and two more nuggets. After 5 minutes or so, I felt done so I wiped. I wiped and wiped and wiped and just couldn't get clean! I wiped close to 10 times before I was clean. When I look we in the toilet, there were 5 nuggets at the bottom of the bowl. I flushed, washed up and left the bathroom.
Scooter
Porta Potty Poop
I was at an outdoor summer festival and had to dump a butt load of poop into a porta potty toilet. That was the only option available. Apparently a lot of other people also needed to poop because there was a huge mound of toilet paper and human feces sticking out above the water. My stool was a diarrhea like consistency which is why I couldn't hold it anymore. The person who went in after me surely saw my big mound of poop. To add to the embarrassment the walls are very thin and anyone standing outside waiting can hear everything going on inside. Not a fun experience but I couldn't hold it anymore. Has anyone else had to poop in a porta potty?
Denise
In response to Kimberly
Hello everyone, back again to share a story of needing help cleaning up, as requested by Kimberly.
Also wanted to say hi to some friendly folks who I've enjoyed interacting with. Nytecat, MDL, Emily, Trekkie, I appreciate you. Missing Catherine of course - Catherine if you're out there, I hope you're well. Also missing Annie who hasn't posted in a while, I hope she's ok too.
A quick note that my parents have changed their views a lot over the years and have apologized for some stuff in this post.
this accident happened one summer when I was 'on notice'. That was my parents' term having one strike left when you'd been misbehaving. My older brother had blown his last strike once and his punishment was having to bring one of our parents as a chaperone every time he met his friends for a whole month. H was 15 at the time and it ruined his social life so we were all anxious about getting 'off' notice.
I was 14 and having a hard time. My grades had slipped that spring and I'd gotten in trouble at church and school, nothing serious but it was unusual for me. It was also shortly after an accident I've described here where I wet and pooped my shorts at an outing with family friends. My parents never said it, but I always felt like my accidents counted towards the tally of naughty behaviour. I knew they were disappointed that I'd soiled myself at 14 in front of their friends.
Also, my body was a problem. I've mentioned before that I was tall and gangly, but developed on top. My mom was worried about me going down a bad path and tempting men or giving into lustful thoughts. I didn't give a hoot about boys or lust at that age, but being busty was almost viewed as sinful in and of itself, and that alone had my mom keeping a sharp eye on me. Between that and getting into a bit of trouble she was being very strict with me. I remember feeling unfairly punished for things I hadn't even done, but by virtue of my body I was suspect. Sadly these misogynistic attitudes were pretty common in church.
Anyway, that summer we went off to a summer lodge for a week. There were lots of activities including a small water park with a wave pool and some slides. I befriended a girl my age there, I forget her name so let's call her Kira. She was so sweet and friendly and took me under her wing. She was also confident and daring in a way I never dreamed I could be. I wished I could be more like her. Thankfully she was good at playing the 'good girl' so my parents let me hang out with her even though we were a bit naughty behind their backs.
When I put on my swimsuit the first day, I saw the disapproval in my mom's eyes. Of course it was modest - two piece, but the bottom was spandex shorts, obviously (briefs??? No way!!!) and the top was like a thick strap camisole that came down almost to my belly button. It was pale yellow and I had grown since I'd last tried it on. The bottoms still fit fine, but my breasts had really sprouted and the top was stretched very tightly across them. It was my only suit, so mom couldn't do anything but she was not happy.
Nevertheless, the trip went well and near the end my mom even said she might consider taking me off notice if I kept behaving so well. So of course, what happened next felt very high stakes.
Kira and I were playing in the water park one day. Me being me....well. I didn't realize how badly I had to poop until it started coming out. I felt my poop push out and squish between my cheeks. I stopped in my tracks and slapped a hand over my butt, eyes wide with panic. Kira looked at me confused and I blurted out 'I have to go to the bathroom NOW!' Kira and I hotstepped to the nearest bathroom. She could see my panic and was reassuring me, but it was too late. I was slowly filling my shorts and by the time I locked myself into a bathroom stall the whole poop was in my shorts.
I didn't know what to do. I started crying silently and tried to clean myself up. It was obvious that I was not ok, and Kira asked me what happened. Deeply embarrassed, I had to tell her that I'd pooped in my bathing suit. She offered to get my parents, and I panicked. 'No! I'll be in so much trouble!' I needed to handle this without them.
Kira was an angel. She brought me loads of paper towels and told me to rinse my bottoms on the toilet cistern. The problem was, even once the poop was rinsed off, they were still stained. I couldn't come out with no bottoms, so I was stuck. Kira, bless her heart, said if there was no more poop just a stain she'd try to wash them for me. I was so embarrassed, but there was no other option so I handed them under the door to her. She did her best with the bathroom soap, but it just wasn't working. I was trapped in the stall with no bottoms and spiraling fast, but then Kira said she had an idea.
She ran out and returned a few minutes later with a pair of shorts and a full, long sleeve top. She said it was her mothers and it was a protective sun outfit. She said she'd put my bottoms in the bathroom sink to soak with some soap. Then handed me some wet paper towels so I could really get my butt clean, then gave me the outfit which was not a perfect fit but worked. Then, she marched us over to our families where Kira explained to our parents that I'd tried on her mom's outfit because I didn't feel my bathing suit was appropriate for a young woman and I'd wanted something more modest. Well! You can imagine how that went over! My mom was beaming, and her mom thought it was sweet and let me borrow that outfit the rest of the trip. We managed to get my bottoms clean enough after enough scrubbing that my mom never noticed either.
Kira and I exchanged a few postcards, but sadly we lost touch. It's too bad, we had so much fun and it was so sweet of her to help me with my accident when I was practically a stranger. I hope she's doing well wherever she is.
Anna Beth
I Did a BIG ONE!!!
It happened again! Oh it felt so good! It was so big, thick and long! It didn't flush. It happened at work and I had to get the janitor.
I captured the moment with my cell phone and have looked at the picture all day!
Leah
Another vandalised public loo
So I took a laxative on Thursday I think it was, I was pooping alot yesterday as a result, but I never had diarrhea, just urgent needs to poo followed by big poo loads in the loo.
I did most of the pooping at home but I went out into town yesterday morning thinking my bowels had cleared, they had not!
As I walked the roughly 30 minute walk I grew increasingly desperate for a poo, the pressure in my lower stomach was getting bigger by the minute as I walked faster trying to clench my cheeks together.
Public loos are bad in my city so I had to think of where to go, I'll go to the shopping centre, so when I got there the four loos were all full! I was about to start banging on the doors until I heard a loo flush, but I still had to wait another minute! I put my hand down my skirt to feel my bum was normal so I hadn't pooped myself.
Two of the doors opened up at the same time and I threw my skirt down as I was walking In the loo, I hurriedly dropped everything to my ankles and sat down and then I shut and locked the door because the loo is just behind the door I can do that.
I had a good wee but after a few minutes the relief of this huge poo was so intense I let out a moan, there was one huge poo and several medium sized ones that I was so desperate to let out.
My bum was pretty clean so I just used a few sheets but the room was stinking! I never heard much from the other two loos but I guess they were pooping.
These loos runs along a wall, a very tight narrow corridor and at the end of the corridor by the exit door I found the only sink was smashed up so I couldn't even wash my hands, I wanted to cry but at least I felt so much better!
Has anyone else witnessed such bad vandalism? I hate seeing it, the soap was empty too, it's so sad
Andrew V
Response to Tully's "Consipated but pooping daily?" Post
I totally understand what your going through. I get constipated a lot and quite often will try to poop and only get out pellets. It's really annoying especially when the constipation causes me bloating and have really loud gas.
It's even worse because at work I share a cubicle with two women. Fortunately they have gotten use to my gas problems and just laugh off my embarrassingly loud trumpet sounding farts.
Andrew V
Skidmarked from a walk's Survey
Survey
Are you a man or woman?
Man
Age?
42
Have you ever had a skid mark so bad it looked like you pooped yourself a little?
Yes. Several times. Especially when I was a kid. Mostly around ages 9-13
If so could other people or you smell the skid mark?
I don't think so.
What caused the skid mark?
Unfortunately my older sister Amber. She was 4 years older than me and constantly picked on me. The most common way she would mess with me though was by giving me wedgies. I'd be lucky to get through one whole week without getting my Hanes white briefs yanked on. She thought it was hilarious to hear my voice go high pitched from her pulling my waistband up past my shoulder blades and sometimes she even attempted to get them over my head which she fortunately only succeeded in doing once.
What panty/underwear in your personal opinion causes the worst skid marks and why?
Well I can only speak for guys but I'd say classic white briefs.
If you're 1 of those people who doesn't wipe after pooping why?
I actually always wipe even if I think I don't need to just in case.
When you were growing up how did your mom and siblings react when doing laundry and they found a skid mark or you accidentally peed yourself?
My older sister actually did the laundry the most since my mom was a nurse and worked long shifts sometimes overnight. My sister thought it was hilarious when she would see skidmarks in my underwear while doing laundry because she knew it was from her pulling them up my butt.
If your mom got mad and punished you. Hypothetically of course, how would you respond if you caught your mom or dad having a wetting accident or you were doing laundry and found a skid mark on 1 of their underwear?
Not sure. Probably would ignore it.
If you were potty training kids and getting them not to wet the bed or have accidents anymore. Then you come home desperate and pee and poop yourself. What would you tell them?
I guess I'd just explain that it's normal and happens to most people sometimes.
Nina
survey responses
Are you a man or a woman?
Female
Age?
40
Have you ever had such a strong slippery trail that it seemed like you had pooped a little?
It happens if the poop has a very sticky consistency and if you rush to put your panties back on. In this case, the remains of the poop may be larger than usual.
If so, can other people or you yourself smell the slippery trail?
In order to smell it, a number of conditions are necessary and I try to avoid such situations. Panties or bodysuits play a certain role. I try to make sure that their gusset is not too wide and is always between the buttocks, thus blocking the smell. You should not rush too much before putting on your panties after a poop, it is better to shake your ass a little and try to squeeze out too much poop that may remain around the anus.
What caused the slippery trail?
Ignoring or not wiping enough.
What panties/underwear do you think leave the most slippery marks and why?
Any panties get dirty. However, thongs are even more convenient to use because they have a limited area of contact with the anus. Regular panties sometimes have to be adjusted and the marks are distributed over the entire wide gusset.
If you are one of those people who do not wipe after pooping, then why?
The habit of not wiping has been with me since childhood. I never thought that wiping was too important, but at the end of the day I wash myself and change my panties.
How did your mother and siblings react when you were a child when they were doing laundry and found a slippery mark, or when you accidentally wet yourself?
I was never scolded for dirty panties, but my mother always insisted that I had to wash myself at the end of the day.
If your mom got mad and punished you. Of course, hypothetically, how would you react if you caught your mom or dad doing a sloppy wash or found a slippery mark on one of their panties while doing the laundry?
It's hard to say, I've never experienced such an attitude towards myself.
If you were potty training your children and taught them not to wet the bed and not to allow such unpleasant situations. And then you come home in despair and also pee and poop. What would you tell them?
There are different situations in life and you need to take them easier.
Saturday, July 19, 2025
Friendly Responder
Responding Friendlily... it's an adjectival word...I promise
I'm not going to answer each question but describe what happens. It's not as if I try to skid.... I'm active and therefore sweat....I also eat and drink so I do what I do at some point after that.
I'm always conscious of if I smell but I shower enough and work is stinky enough that I don't know if what smell is which.. but I can wear my pants the next day so I know it's not me.
I'm a speed walker so I get my workouts in that way. I choose dark underwear so I don't know if I skid from a walk. Today I wore light things and walked 2 miles in 93 degree heat and I skidded a bit but was mostly sweaty.
I don't know why I'm responding because it's embarrassing but I guess I feel comfortable... possibly
But that's all you get for now
Leah
Is it called summer constipation?
I have had an unusually strange week where I've been constipated but pooping small pellet like poos and I have been pooping twice a day which never happens but this constipation is weird, Maybe I'm not getting too dehydrated.
I had my first little poo in a beautiful pub wedged between two rivers, during my first drink I felt gas and discomfort in my stomach and I wanted to fart but that would have been embarrassing so I drank it and headed to the ladies.
There was about five loos in this room so I took the one on the end with the big window where you can see outside a little, I could also hear people out there, I pulled down my little skirt and thong to my ankles and sat down, It felt good to rip that big part and I had a little wee.
The room was pretty quite so I could listen to the people chatting outside as I was waiting for my poo.
I took off my top and started to adjust my bra when I could feel it coming so I gave a good push and grunt, and all I got was a little plop, I somehow managed to get through a lot of loo paper just for that.
Later on I was in another pub watching ladies football and I had that same feeling in my stomach, I left my drink with Kelly and went to the ladies my gosh, this is the worst ladies room I've ever been in!
The three loos had no locks on the doors, so I quickly went in the end one, pulled my skirt and thong down to my ankles and sat down.
Luckily the pub was quiet so I had the whole room to myself, and the door would not close completely, so I left it ajar.
I had a wee and gave a push, I grunted as I had to push it out, another tiny plop splashed beneath me, I wiped a few more more times and went to wash my hands, apparently there was no soap! So I washed with water dried my hands and left feeling much better. I'm going to have a laxative tomorrow
Anna Beth
I Took a Big One Today
I haven't posted in a while.
I did really big doo doo today. It was long, thick and firm. It smelled so bad but felt so good!
Leah
Skidmarked from a walk survey
Dear skidmarked from a walk, your questions make me think of things I never really think about. So thankyou!
Survey
Are you a man or woman?
Woman
Age?
33
Have you ever had a skid mark so bad it looked like you pooped yourself
a little?
Yes
If so could other people or you smell the skid mark?
I wasn't sure if it was just a fart, but the smell of poo made me paranoid and I desperately needed to go to a loo and check myself/wipe my bum.
What caused the skid mark?
I always wipe my bum after a poo as best as I can, but find out later there's still more and now that poo is in my panties.
What panty/underwear in your personal opinion causes the worst skid marks and why?
Thongs because they ride up inside my bum cheeks
If you're 1 of those people who doesn't wipe after pooping why?
Sometimes I have a "clean" poo where I wipe once and the paper is clean, can still get skidmarks later though.
When you were growing up how did your mom and siblings react when doing laundry and they found a skid mark or you accidentally peed yourself?
It was humiliating of course, luckily it didn't happen very often as far as I remember.
If your mom got mad and punished you. Hypothetically of course, how would you respond if you caught your mom or dad having a wetting accident or you were doing laundry and found a skid mark on 1 of their underwear?
As kids we never did laundry
If you were potty training kids and getting them not to wet the bed or have accidents anymore. Then you come home desperate and pee and poop yourself. What would you tell them?
Accidents happen and it's by fault for not going sooner.
Mina
five monsters
Thank you Lea and Anna for your kind words. Yes it is true that we do very huge defecates. We think we broke even our record on Tuesday.
On Sunday we went on package tour trip arrange by Hisae's employer. We made fish sausage in factory and ate, then we ate huge lunch, and in evening we ate huge dinner. We are big eaters! Lunch and dinner were delicious very much. In evening we walked uphill from station to our flats, brisk walk, for exercise. So we can defecate huge volume instead of get fat.
Monday evening we all feeling that there is big mierda forming inside our lower body, so we set alarm for Tuesday very earlier than our usual, so we can all defecate in same loo before go to work.
Tuesday morning, after breakfast, Maho said, "I think huge monster will come out, so we prepare disposable chopsticks." (Maybe we told you before, sometimes Maho produce turd which is long 50 centimetres and wide 5 centimetres, loo cannot swallow, so we have to break it into smaller pieces.)
We prepared disposable chopsticks, and went to beige loo. Not green loo because in green flat temptation to go tatami room is strong very much, and we have to go work.
Hisae first because she is quickest. Maho next her. Those two beautiful round melons...Maho is envy!!!
Hisae pushed out one turd, about 20 centimetres, then she did wee. After that second turd came out between of her melons but.... it reached 50 centimetres! So it is not only Maho who produce that size turd! "Beautiful turd, Chae!" Maho broke with chopsticks and then flushed while Hisae standing, then Hisae sat down again and produced 3 more turds, if memory is correct. Then little pieces and some mushy, quite lots mushy, and then she washed.
Because we don't have much time we decide that Kazuko dry Hisae's beautiful bottom with doing her defecate. Hisae's motion was quite soft so she finish in about 9 minutes. Kazuko then pushed out soft turd. More and more and more it came until it was also 50 centimetres! Wow! Two of us produce that big size turd!! It made no noise when it hit water because other end of turd still inside Kazu's beautiful bottom! But finally last part hit water with splat. "Beautiful turd, Kazu." Kazu stood up, Mina broke up her turd, and then flushed, then Kazu sat down again and pushed out some more turds, quite many, but they were not so big. Biggest one maybe about 15 centimetres. And after that, quite lots mushy.
Maho's turn. Hisae next her, Kazu in front so Maho can dry her beautiful bottom with doing her own defecate. But her first turd quite small, only 10 centimetres. But then her bottom dome out huge, and slowly, 50 centimetres came out! So that makes three of us! After Hisae broke and flushed, Mho sat down again,Maho sat down again and pushed out second monster!! Again 50 centimetres! Then, same with Hisae and Kazu, she did some more smaller ones. "Beautiful turds, Maholinn."
Mina felt sad a bit. Three crushes produce monsters, only Mina won't produce? But Mina felt strong feeling between her melons, so maybe...She sat down and dried Maho's beautiful bottom, and she pushed. Aaaah... her turd came out very fast! And...50 centimetres!!! All of us! So we all burst into laughing! Kazu was hard to break up Mina's turd, because laughing so much. Then Mina did quite many more turds, smaller ones, after Kazu flushed. "Beautiful turds, Minappé." Mina produce quite lots mushy, then she washed and Hisae dried.
WOW! We had to fight with our hearts not to run to tatami room in green flat. But we were total time 50 minutes on loo so it was need to go to work. We gave to each other lots kisses instead, during defecate, not after defecate.
Beige loo ate five monsters! But she is not "poor toilet". She is very happy toilet! And we went to work with feeling much more lighter, like lovely people of this site often say.
Runner girl, thank you for kind words. Yes, we always enjoy our defecate with crushes! We hope soon you will able to enjoy lovely defecate with best person, like us. We wish you a good luck. Perhaps after you running, you can squat behind bush with best person and sh*t and sh*t and sh*t ten minutes and huge volume with person who you love. We hope and hope.
Emma Two, probably nobody thinking about how long you sat on loo. Too busy with work. And it is your right to sit on loo fifteen minutes and defecate more and more and more and more and more until you quite empty and feel a big relief. If we four working in your workplace, when you come back to your desk we look at you warm eyes, we say to you with eyes "we are so happy you did so wonderful huge defecate." We hope you don't feel shame. We are so happy that your beautiful bottom give you so good feeling for very long time.
We hope everyone have wonderful time to sit on loo many minutes and give delicious huge meal to hungry happy loo! And we hope everyone is happy all the time. We say this every post...
Love to everyone and many online hugs.
Chakamami Family
Denise
Update part 2
To Carsfan - thank you for your message, I'm glad you've decided to share your experiences here. Sounds like you and I have a lot in common. Sorry to hear you had a similar situation with the pull ups, but I'm glad I'm not the only one....sigh. I'd love to hear the story of your accident if you want to share?
To Nytecat, thanks as always for your message! I'm glad you haven't had such a bad accident but the close calls are almost as bad, aren't they!
To Michelle and Kimberly - I'm sorry to hear about your accidents. It's bad enough to have them, and even worse to have to tell someone you pooped your pants! I hope you're feeling ok. Kimberly, I have needed help cleaning up from an accident before, but this post is going to be long enough so I'll save it for another day.
So, here is the next part of my update on using diapers. Yes, diapers! I've struggled to use the word but I'm getting used to it.
After the pull up incident, I let my partner take charge. I was too overwhelmed and still struggling with embarrassment and shame, so he did some research and bought a pack of diapers with tabs, and a pair of rubber pants that snap up on each side. He said the diapers should contain a full pee, but the rubber pants would be backup and also contain any smells if I had a poop accident. When I saw them, my heart leapt into my throat and I felt hot. It was too real, looking at ACTUAL diapers and rubber undies. I couldn't deal with it, so I packed them in the closet.
A few weeks later, my partner was away and mid-day I felt a pretty big poop brewing alongside having to pee. I'd been thinking I should 'test' the diapers this time, but hadn't felt ready....but this day, I grabbed the diapers and opened them up. I felt hot and a bit shaky but I've been working on breathing through difficult emotions in therapy, so I told myself it would pass and removed my undies. I felt deep shame as I taped on the diaper. The bulk between my legs was so embarrassing. With the rubber pants on, I could barely look at myself in the mirror.
I tried letting go, but I just couldn't. I think psychologically I just couldn't. After the pain and humiliation of my recent setbacks, everything in my body was shouting 'take it off and go to the bathroom!'. I almost did, but then thought - Denise, this sucks, but you need to do it if you want to prevent more embarrassment. So, I sucked it up and got dressed. I put on an old pair of overalls that I never wear because the buttons are so stiff it's hard to get them off. I knew I would waver and try to run for the toilet, so I had to create some barriers for myself if I was going to use this diaper.
Looking in the mirror, I was pleasantly surprised. It was bulkier than the pull up, but still discreet and not obvious. Then I went outside to my painting studio in the backyard. I started painting and tried to let my ADHD brain take over and not think about the bulk between my legs, my grumbling bowels, or my filling bladder. Slowly, I got into it. I had occasional breaks in focus, noticing myself squirming or crossing my legs. A few times I tried again to just go - I opened my legs a bit and squatted, but the panic rose and I snapped my legs back together.
Eventually, my painting slowed down as I had to use one hand to hold myself. The bulk of the diaper meant holding and squirming didn't help as much as usual, but instinctively I did it anyway. Finally, the waves on my bladder hit a tipping point. I tried to stay still, told myself it's okay, you can use the diaper. But as predicted, I just couldn't.
I dashed towards the house, feeling panic and desperation. The humiliation of my recent accidents rose in my mind and I decided right then and there that I was NOT ready to try the diaper, but it was too late. As I fumbled with the door I crossed my legs and bent my knees into a deep, nearly sitting position - to no avail. My bladder burst and the flood began. My anxiety was through the roof and after a few seconds of wetting hard I kept running for the bathroom.
I burst into the bathroom and began frantically trying to unbutton my overalls while dancing and crossing my legs. I could feel my bottom getting warmer and heavier, so similar to my bus accident. My heart was pounding and I was feeling waves of shame and embarrassment.
Side note - My therapist has told me since this is normal, sometimes when we have a bad experience that we've had before, we feel it twice as hard because we're feeling all the previous times with it.
But I digress - again it was too late. A huge poop began pushing into the seat of my diaper while I helplessly tugged at my buttons. Defeated, I crouched down and finished filling my pants while fighting tears. When it was over, I couldn't move. It felt like a disaster had unfolded in my pants and I was too scared to look at myself. But then a strange thing happened. I felt my anxiety ebbing away. I kept breathing, and reminded myself I was safe and not in a crowd with pooped pants or on a bus with wet pants. Then I stood up and looked in the mirror, and I looked...fine? Nothing had leaked or looked puffy. I felt very self conscious, aware of the heaviness and warmth of the soaked diaper and the load in my rear, but you wouldn't know it to look at me.
I walked around for a bit. I looked in a few other mirrors to confirm - yep, no evidence of an accident. And even better, I couldn't smell anything! Relief started creeping in. the diapers had worked, I'd survived soiling myself, nothing bad happened. This was the turning point for me. I think it healed something in me to have a 'good' experience of an accident.
Since then, I've travelled three times, wearing my diapers and rubber pants and it's great! I'm getting used to them, and I feel SO much more relaxed about having an accident. Paradoxically, I've found feeling relaxed makes it easier than ever to get in touch with my body and notice when I have to go. I haven't had a close call or anything. The only difficulty has been the learning curve of figuring out how to loosen and tighten tapes when I want to use the toilet. Obviously diapers aren't made for you to take them off to pee! But I am figuring it out.
I've also had some great chats with people. I never thought I'd do this, but I told my boss. Yep. Not everything, but I told her my ADHD has lead to accidents now and again (lol, understatement) and that I'm doing everything to prevent it from affecting work. She was SO nice about it! She said it was good I'd told her and if I need any adjustments at work to tell her right away. She even said if I have an accident while travelling I can text her day or night and she'll make an excuse for me if I'm late because I need to sort myself out. I felt SO relieved to hear that.
All in all, I'm feeling pretty good folks. Life feels much more under control, but at the same time, I feel less like I need it to be under control. Thanks for listening. As promised I'll share a story about needing help cleaning up after an accident but aside from that, I feel I might post here less. I think processing things here has done what I needed it to. Big love to you all.
Thursday, July 17, 2025
Skidmarked from a walk
Response and more questions
First of all I would like to say thankyou for opening up about on your post. Especially those that responded to my survey.
Nina- I liked how you answered my questions. I feel so happy when women open up about these things.
Nytecat- I think you're really cool. If I saw you in real life maybe we'd take a walk.
Tina- I could only imagine the frustration having to poop during and right after taking a shower. And if you were hurried to go to work and having to smell like poop throughout the day.
Darlene- I enjoy your post too (understatement of the century)
Leah- I think you're post are very contributive and interesting in a good way. I also enjoy it when you open up. Wow I can't imagine having such a messy poop, butt then again it's happened. 50 wipes is brutal on your butt!
Accidental Tourist- Yeah I like to hide my habits from people. I like talking about skid marks and poop and pee accidents. That's why I'm here. I can relate to you when you said your wife is leaving for the week and then you "relieve your burdens" I usually come here instead of talking to regular people about these things. It grosses them out.
Anna from Austria- I enjoy reading your post. In response to your latest post. You said you dropped three logs but didn't use as much toilet paper as you would normally. Did using less toilet paper cause a skid mark in your panty?
Friendly Responder- Hey there, thanks for responding.
Jimmy- Thanks a ton for responding.
Survey
Are you a man or woman?
Age?
Have you ever had a skid mark so bad it looked like you pooped yourself a little?
If so could other people or you smell the skid mark?
What caused the skid mark?
What panty/underwear in your personal opinion causes the worst skid marks and why?
If you're 1 of those people who doesn't wipe after pooping why?
When you were growing up how did your mom and siblings react when doing laundry and they found a skid mark or you accidentally peed yourself?
If your mom got mad and punished you. Hypothetically of course, how would you respond if you caught your mom or dad having a wetting accident or you were doing laundry and found a skid mark on 1 of their underwear?
If you were potty training kids and getting them not to wet the bed or have accidents anymore. Then you come home desperate and pee and poop yourself. What would you tell them?
Anna Beth
I Took a Big One Today
I haven't posted in a while.
I did really big doo doo today. It was long, thick and firm. It smelled so bad but felt so good!
Emma two
Huge relief at work
I'd been constipated for about five days until I took some laxatives before I left for work yesterday morning. By mid morning I was desperate for a poo and as it was quiet I got up from my desk and headed off to the toilets. I felt embarrassed to do it at work but I didn't have a choice because I was about to poo in my knickers. I made it to the toilets just in time and they had just been cleaned and I felt bad for the cleaner as I was about to mess up a nice pristine toilet. Oh well I thought. It was better than messing up my knickers! I pulled my three quarter length leggings down to my ankles and then my knickers and sat down on a nice clean toilet seat. For some reason I held it for a while and imagined I was out somewhere with no toilets around. I was bursting to go and it didn't take long before I was having an accident in my pants but of course I wasn't. I was safely sitting on the toilet and it felt so good. I pushed it all out into the toilet while I imagined I was doing it in my knickers and I loved it. It went on for ages and I couldn't believe I could poo that much. The relief of it was amazing and I felt three pounds lighter for it. I wiped throughly and stood out to look in the toilet and it was full of poo. Pulling my clothes up and flushed the toilet praying it wouldn't blow up and to my surprise it all went down. I washed my hands and returned to my desk fifteen minutes later so everyone knew I had a major bowel movement which was a bit embarrassing but at least I didn't poo myself.
Darlene
Staying regular..
I've had 3 bowel movements yesterday and peed at least 7 times.. I first had to poop when I woke up, second one when I had got home and third one when I was about to take my shower. They've successfully all been flushed away except for the second one. It might had been that I've tend to use too much toilet paper but it comes with having a big butt unfortunately.
They were all mushy, brown and at least ten ropes in the toilet each time. Those farts before I actually do go are crazy loud and smelly. I do plan on farting powerfully as much as I have to pee.
Lee
Responses
Nina, welcome back! Are you the same woman who wrote about pooping outside two years ago? Considering back then you would answer your age as 38.
And Elvia, I think you became one of my favourite writers! Your stories have always been a blessing!
Rike
Answers to skidmark's survey and shifting time
Are you a man or woman? I'm a woman
Age? Still 35
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear? It happened, but not often
When was your last skid mark? Some weeks ago
What reasons you get skid marks? If I really need to go and my poop comes out before I'm on the toilet or if I have a more mushy poop and need to wipe again after half an hour, but am far away of a toilet.
Do you call underwear panties? If so why? Yes, because some of the underwear I wear are panties
Last time you wet the bed? Maybe with 8 or 9 years
Have you ever pooped your pants as an grownup? Yes
If so, when was the last time and why? 2016, I was on the way to the university library and needed to poop, but first my bag must be put in a locker and that took more time than expected.
Have you ever peed your pants as a grownup? Yes,as a teen.
If so when was the last time and why? At a birthday party of a friend. I needed to pee but her older brother took a bath in their bathroom and I was there the first time and I was to shy to ask if there is another bathroom and so I waited and after some time I started to leak some pee and it got more and more. When he got out I still needed to pee. I don't know if the other saw something, but they complained and laughed that I was away for so a long time.
I noticed a shifting in the time lately. In the moment I always poop when I'm brushing my teeth and prepare myself when going to bed. Before that my normal time was around 1 or 2 pm.
LEA
Replies
To Mina & her Crushes TYSM for your replies I liked them & also all of you seem to have a healthy diet so it's impressive how much you poop! So when you dig a cathole sometimes your poop coils up & it's fine but when it doesn't then you need a very big one! But the issue is that they are hard to dig especially when the soil is hard or when you have an emergency! So I remember when you went outside on page 2728 & it's best you didn't dig catholes b/c there was no point!
To Runner Girl TYSM & it's cool you got to use the restroom at the restaurant while having dinner with your wifey & sometimes the urge is so strong it's okay to go while having dinner.
To Darlene & Anna from Austria don't worry about the clogging it can happen anytime so it's okay & it's not your fault.
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