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Iris

Camping Day One
Hi everyone, Iris here! I mentioned earlier down the page about my camping problem and I wanted to give you an update. This is my second day camping and things are going better than I expected. I crapped yesterday at home before leaving and we stopped at a rest stop along the way to pee. It took me a few minutes but I managed. My older cousin crapped then and she was still out before me. I am still shy but doing better. At the actual campsite I managed to pee in the camping toilet last night before bed. There is no privacy whatsoever but I managed to go with my cousins there after holding it all evening. My cousins both went in front of us with no problems!

My younger cousin was the first to crap at the campsite, I actually woke up to find her sitting there having her morning dump! My older cousin went after her coffee but I haven't been able to yet. I am just too scared! I have managed to pee a few times though so I am making progress.

I will keep you updated

Iris

Anna Beth

Breakfast Bomb
Hi! I just did a really nice poop and wanted to share. So I met a friend for breakfast at the Cracker Barrel near my office. I ate some pancakes and drank coffee.

I did not go yesterday and I knew I was going to poop at Cracker Barrel. The bathrooms were clean and I entered a stall near the door and sat down and immediately pooped a log that must have been 18 inches long! It was thick too! Firm and soft. And it took only two wipes to get clean!

Oh it felt so good! This is going to be a great day!

Carsfan

Brands
Hey folks, this question is directed to those of us who have wear/ use diapers got whatever the reason. What brands do you use? I mostly use M4 and Rearz/ Incontrol diapers and Tena pull ups or Goodnites. I use plastic pants in public always to avoid leaks

What do other folks use?

Elvia

Donut shop with husband and question for other wives.
We all went out yesterday and decided to get donuts for breakfast. Since I hadn't pooped yet that morning I decided to see if there was a bathroom there to use. When I announced where I was going, my husband decided to accompany me while our kids stayed with the box.

There was a single person bathroom with one of those wall mounted toilets. I pulled down my shorts and sat down while he leaned on the sink that was next to the toilet. We talked about our plans for the day and things going with other parts of our life. My husband flushed the toilet for me after I was done and we left. Our kids even saved us a few donuts!

If there are other wives on the forum, I would love to hear how they handle things like this. Do you invite them or let them invite themselves? Do you let them help?

Mina

Dear Kimi
Thank you for your beautiful post. When Mina translating, Kazuko said "kawaii, kawaii" many times. It means cute. Kazuko says, little butt and medium butt, it is same. We are all big butt but not very very big, we are standard size for Asian woman.

Mina have to say sorry to you because when she check search space and type "Chae", she found "Michael" many times. So it is better you don't search "Chae". Better to type "Kazuko" or "Kazumi" or Maho" or Hisae" in search space. Then you will find many our stories. "Mina" is not good word to type, because it appear inside "interminable" and other words. "Minappe" is OK.

We are looking forward all of us to your adventures of your beautiful medium butt, and we also give you our adventures. Please give us many your stories!

We visited to China about six year ago. Mina think, we didn't write about that in this site. Hotel in Beijing had sit style loo, but public loo was squat style, just like you said.

We went to grassland on group tour and rode horses. There was public loo on camp site. Half of toilets were sit style, but on last day, temperature was very very high, so they closed public loo because no water. We all wanted to defecate after a breakfast so we went to other loo, but it was only one long ditch, and people squat over it and urinate and defecate. No doors and no walls. When we went in there were two women squatting, but they left very soon so it was only us four.

We really need to defecate because change of water so we had unhappy stomach. So we squatted side by side and after wee all four of us we began important operation. Splat splat splat splat land in four different parts of ditch. Sausages which come out from four butts were very large and many many.

After about 3 minutes another woman came in, she was young woman from our tour group, maybe few years older than us, and travelling alone. So she greeted to us, then she pulled down panties and squatted next to Kazuko, then pshiii, then splat splat splat like us. She defecated about five minutes and cleaned her bottom, she seemed surprised that we still defecating.

"You are doing very very much. You don't finish? Are you OK?"

"We are OK we think, but we need squat more, because more will come out" said Hisae with strain voice and brown banana hanging from her bottom. Brown banana seemed that she was smiling to three other brown bananas hanging from three other bottoms.

All four bananas dropped into ditch. Splat splat splat splat. Four new brown bananas appeared.

"You don't need hurry," said Natsuyo (Mina give her that name, it's not her name). "We still have a time. Go-yukkuri d�zo" it is mean, take your time.

"Arigat�" from four strain voices. It is mean "thank you". Four bananas drop into ditch and four new bananas appear.

Actually Natsuyo's pile was very large, she did diarrhoea a bit, but our piles larger!! We defecated more and then cleaned ourselves and went back to tent, we were about 12 or 13 minutes in ditch loo.

Maho says that when she is very constipate, it helps her to squat. But usually she doesn't need, because if she stays very long time with sitting, her mierda come out at last. Some times we like to squat, but only for short time. Ten or fifteen minutes is too long for squat.

Many public loo in Japan which are sit style have medicine on wall, we can clean loo seat before we sit on it.

Usually we don't hold back pee or poo. We go to loo as soon as we can. But sometimes Maho and Mina hold back poo on Fridays because we want to do very big poo on Saturday, we don't need go work so we can poo in front of all three friends. Some times Maho doesn't poo for one whole week, then she does a motion like an elephant, and we have to flush many times. But we can understand that you hold back, because in class it is difficult to go to loo. We have to wait until class end. Once Mina had to hold back poo in office because customer talked and talked and talked, he never stopped, but finally he went out, Mina's eyes said to boss "diarrhoea", boss smiled, Mina raced to toilet like Olympic gold medal sprinter, landed on loo with bump and poured her brown puree all over toilet for 15 minutes with flushing many times.

Kimi, we are happy you enjoy reading our stories! We hope you will be never bored with too many stories. Because Mina using this site for more than ten years! You were very little girl when she started and had very very little butt. We are also looking forward to read your stories about adventures of your beautiful medium butt! We promise that we will never say embarrassing thing to you. And if you yawn when you reading our stories, we forgive you!!

Love to everyone.

Chakamami Family

P.S. Anna Beth, thank you for wonderful story, But like we said before, don't say "poor toilet". You can't see huge smile which your toilet give to you when you pull down panties and show her your beautiful bottom?? Your mierda is delicious for toilet! Loggie and mushy both delicious. Your toilet loves you!! When you enjoy to be on her long time and defecate interminable, she is happiest toilet in whole world.

Tuesday, August 19, 2025

Leah

MJD
I can imagine it felt like ages sat on the sofa feeling full and needing to try and go. It must have felt good to have finally get it out.

I have been feeling sick for the past few weeks as I am on my period, I have a big bloated gassy ????, painful stomach cramps and constipation, laxatives are dangerous due to the stomach pain so outside of work, I have been in the care of Kelly.
I can't walk miles incase I have an accident, so I get the bus to work at the moment, I make lots of trips to the work loo and I'm in there for longer if I think somethings coming, I have even had to tell the cleaner so she can clean it with me in there, which is awkward. I have help from colleagues to help me do my work.
Sometimes when I fart a blast comes out with a little bit of diarrhea but my stomach aches leave me sitting on the loo squirming and pushing and massaging my ????, but after a while I have to give up.

When I finally get home I change into a loose short skirt and I take off my knickers to make it easier to get to the loo if I need to run, I spend my afternoons laying on the sofa sometimes curled up and Kelly will give me a good massage. I have clogged Kelly's loo several times lately, much to my embarrassment.
So I am very rough at the moment.

Sounds like a good story with Kelly in the bathroom doing her make-up and you trying to go. Was she right? Did some alcohol help you go?

I think so, alcohol loosens me up so my poops are always quite mushy but not diarrhea, just very soft

Have you ever had to go whilst on a night out, needing to push and strain in a pub or club?

I went in the local pub recently, the loo is next to the bar, so I was standing at the door when I got into a conversation, one hand on my churning stomach as I desperately wanted to go!
I finally said goodbye and walked through the door and through the second door, both loos in this little room both have broken locks, which is brilliant.
I pulled down my short skirt after closing the door and pulling it down to my ankles along with my thong, I would make a few pee trips in here this evening, which is fine for peeing, but pooping you have to try to stop someone walking in on you.
My handbag was sitting on the cistern, so I reached in and grabbed a magazine and opened it on my lap and started flicking through it "oooohhh" I grunted as my pee started dribbling out and into the bowl, my stomach was bubbling away and a big fart blew out my bum and I sighed loudly in relief, I noticed a small gap in the door as it didn't close fully.
I then hear some girls opening the doors and coming into the room, my hand wasn't enough to stop the door opening enough for a young woman to stick her head in, "excuse me!" I whispered as I trying to push my poo out and close the door.
The girl looked bemused and started laughing as the other girl was peeing viscously into the bowl, the peeing girl also started laughing when the other girl announced I had a magazine. They both peed and left and I had a big fat poo, it is much better on quiet days but I really don't know why they won't fix the locks

Sounds like a long time being sat on the nasty toilets. You mention grunting for 5 seconds, is that average or have you pushed / grunted for longer?

Well I'm sure I have but I never really thought about it! But I have to breathe before my next push so I guess it is much longer.

Have you got a preffered sitting position on the loo?

I sit either right on the front or in the middle, I have to get comfortable first and spread myself out.

I have a story if you'd like to hear it?

If you have any stories please tell them without asking for permission!
I'm just waiting for my cramps to go down and hopefully I can get my stomach sorted hopefully

Anna Beth

Saturday Morning Bomb
Whoa!

I'm really enjoying pooping!

So, last night I went out with some friends. We ate. Oh we ate. We drank beer. Add that to some extra fiber I had taken over the past couple of days and not five minutes after my morning coffee did I unleash the wrath on my poor toilet. It started loggie, but then it got mushy. It was a lot! I felt so light and energetic after I got it all out!

So today has been great and I have felt so good!

I hope that I'll be back to long logs and snakes next week!

Thunder

The Suppository
Yesterday I was working from home until early afternoon....I was a bit sluggish so I thought I would take the easy way out an slip in a suppository...which I did.
It took a while to work .......could have been three quarters of an hour. Always wait until you are in an urgent state for best results.
Anyway, sat on the pot and relaxed.....no pushing and there was a continuous train of little plops that went on and on.
Oh , what a relief....finished off with the bidet and left feeling quite relieved and relaxed.
About an hour later had another urgency so dashed to the toilet and out came fluid and a small amount of poo.
Then went to work and hit "hit" desperately again and just made it to the toilet before some poo and mucus shot out. That was all, cleaned up and got on with work.
Came home and after tea the same again...repeat performance.
I have purchased a different form of suppository that I will try next time....will let you know the results.
Thunder

Thunder

Lady has a good Pee
This week I went to my public toilets that is set in a quit, picturesque location. There are three toilets and are unisex.
I use to attend up to a few times a week but have moved location of my work so maybe every few weeks.
The other day I was in the area and despite having a poo before I left home needed to go again.
I went in the toilet and noticed a lady of late thirties to forty standing near the toilets,.....there were no other people nearby...went in sat down pushed out a poo and a wee , sat back and relaxed and somebody came into the toilet next to me. I heard pants and undies go down....a brief pause and then the flow of urine that went for a while...a brief break and she wiped, pulled up pants , flushed , washed hands...the flor had water on it and I could roughly see her reflection in the large puddle of water. I exited seconds later and that same lady was standing near the toilet , slowly walking away.
Thunder

Sophie

Chiara and I are Poop Shy
I wanted to share something that happened to me recently. I was attending the last lecture of the day and I felt that I could use the bathroom, for both things. When the lecture ended, I started chatting with my friend Chiara. I didn't expect it to become the long conversation that it turned into. We were left alone in the hallway. Our conversation finally reached a point where we could end it and I told Chiara that I would go home. We both walked towards the exit. As we passed a restroom, I told her goodbye, but she answered that she actually needed to use the toilet too. I'm not gonna lie, I was a little disappointed since I hoped that I would have the bathroom for myself. There were only two stalls in this bathroom, so we took them. I locked the door of mine and wiped the seat, making sure to use lots of TP so to dampen potential splashing sounds. Then I sat down and started peeing. In the other stall, Chiara also had began peeing rather loudly. Eventually, my stream stopped, and so did hers. I was really hoping that she would wipe and leave me alone for my poo. But you see where this is going: there was only silence. Chiara was probably having the exact same thoughts as I was having.
I tried pushing gently, but for some reason, I didn't have to poop anymore. My poop shyness completely suppressed the urge. I realized that it was pointless to try, so I wiped and flushed. There were still no sounds coming from Chiara's stall as I washed my hands. I said "bye" and left the bathroom.
I continued towards the exit, but not even ten steps in, my urge to poop returned in full force. I knew I had to go right now! So I made my way back to the ladies. I took the stall that I had left moments before. I sat down and to my surprise, I heard some light grunts from Chiara. She apparently was less self-conscious about being heard by someone she didn't know. I relaxed and my bum slowly stretched open.
Chiara was having some success as I could hear her poops splashing into the water in rapid succession. It sounded like she was having a rather loose bowel movement. The smell of her poop was also rapidly filling the room. It was not terrible, but not mild either. Meanwhile, my first poop grew so big that it broke of and splashed into the water. I was trying not to moan nor to pant so Chiara would not recognize me. Moments later, the second part of my poop dropped. I felt done but decided to wait a little to make sure that it was indeed all. Chiara was still working on her soft poop grunting slightly from time to time. I didn't feel anything more coming so I wiped and pulled up my trousers. My poop was rather big but luckily, it flushed without problem. I washed my hands, hoping that Chiara would not get out of her stall at this exact moment to keep my privacy. There was no reason to be afraid though, as she was still sitting on the toilet, either waiting to be finished or for me to leave. I washed my hands and went home feeling much lighter.

Malika

Hello
Hello, I work in a large company and there's one shared restroom with five stalls, rather closed off, but if you're quiet, you can still hear the occasional typical popping or peeing noise! Yesterday morning, I was smoking on the balcony with my colleague. Afterward, she said, "Oh, I have to go to the bathroom," and I had to. I just had to pee, though. We both went into a stall, I sat down, peed, and she continued talking to me about the annual financial statements, which are our top priority right now and are demanding everything from us. As we were talking, I heard her breathing and then she said, "Wait, I need to concentrate for a minute, the Turms is coming out, I've been going all morning." I heard the crackle and a loud plop, and she said, "Ugh, sorry, but when it's coming, I can't talk." Oh, there's another one coming, oh, it's coming slowly, wait a minute, popping." And then she peed loudly and tore off the paper and was cold. While washing her hands, she said it was urgent and that I felt 10 kilos lighter. And we got to work! It was a fantastic experience for me. I was really happy, haha.

David P

Latest update

Hey all,

Things have been non eventful for ages until the last few days. Well for the last few weeks I've been getting up late as I been staying up really late. So my bowels don't know what time they should open or what is happening. Which has led me to having to go for a poo when out on a day trip when I get there or getting random urges at home or even at family houses which I have a couple stores to share.

Firstly what happened the other day, I was on the way to a family members house for a meet up and on the way felt like I needed a poo and panicked a little - but tried to stay calm in the car as my family drove. When we got there We got chatting to family. I went up to wash my hands feeling a slight need but put it off as I was not at my own home, then sat down for dinner, I had forgotten the need by this point but when I excused myself to sit and rest for a bit. I was sat alone for a while listening to the chatter in the other room and decided to brave it. Upstairs would be quite so I went up locked the door and sat down on the toilet with my trousers and pants around my ankles. As I had felt pressure in my rectum and anus I thought the poo would have come out when I sat down but after sitting for a little while nothing came, I have been squatting at home lately but this was a normal toilet with no foot rest (I've since also at home put away the squatty potty back to normal sitting as it's quite annoying being out all the time and takes up so much space). So I knew nothing would happen unless I pushed. I held my breath and gave a push and out came some soft mushy poo, then I pushed again and out came a long turd. I stood up and looked in the bowl, some mushy poo like a cow pat and the turd on top. I wiped which took a while and flushed the loo, It took ages and I had to hold down the flush, the water just kept swirling and swirling.. eventually it went down. But shock, it left the big snake turd floating on its own without the paper. I waited for the flush to reset and could still hear laughing downstairs so hoped the second flush would be masked. Luckily this time I watched it whirl, worrying if the turd would stay in there and what I would do, but luckily it went down after a while... I washed my hands and went back down stairs.

My second story happened on a day trip out.. I had already woke up with a big urge for a poo so when I woke up went straight to the toilet and instantly without pushing soft poo came out, single thin logs that felt a little wet came plopping and plipping. I looked in the water afterwards and I would have been surprised if someone had told me the poo wasn't from a cow. I wiped my bum which took ages and flushed, returning to my bedroom feeling the burning of my anus. I got ready and went out to meet some people. Not long after I got there I felt the need again, dam we were on a day out traipsing around town with no real escape. After an hour of walking I felt like if I did not go that moment I would make a mess, luckily someone suggested we go to find some toilets. But when I got in there, I walked in a few cubicles that were full of poo already and the bowl was a mess. I, feeling desparate walked out and refused. Luckily we found some other toilets later which I used, and luckily it was a single enclosed space this time.. But surprising when I pushed only like 3 or so thin brown worms came out this time.. How strange? Yet the need subsided and enjoyed the rest of the day.

Bye
David P

Lee with Autism

Responses to�
Emily: Are you bad at holding it? Just asking.

Anna from Austria: really nice story, he he.

Anna Beth: congrats to your dump! Sounds refreshing

Thunder

Response to Leah
Leah, you asked about enemas . There are a few types . There is the plain tap water enema . I did have an enema bag but found it a bit difficult to use due to my neurological problems and threw it out . I have been to a " clinic" they will help you. Have not done that for quite some years. I use to have three enemas in an hour and it really cleaned me out each time . What an enjoyable relief . When I put my trousers on at the conclusion they felt looser . Now the after effect o. Each enema is different. Mostly I have a watery evacuation of a small
Amount at a point within an hour after, but once I have three separate large BMs within in a couple of ours , despite the enema giving very good results . Now ther are the Fleets enema that can be bought at the chemist. This is a small bottle of liquid that is squirted into the rectum, you wait as long as you can, several minutes or more and evacuate . I have used them only a few times with no after effect , except last time when I had a later reaction whist driving and shitted my underwear. It was not too bad because I was wearing incontinence underwear. Now was to suppositories and micro enemas they are common in respect to an after reaction . How I manage this is my incontinence underwear and keeping near a toilet for around six hours after administering same
. Despite all this I have had some accidents but the relief of using such medication outweighs the disadvantages. By the way last week I bought some glycerine suppositories and they are less reactionary and work slower so I will report back in due course. Thunder

Kimi

Thank you Chakamami Family
Dear Chakamami Family:
I'm so glad to see your long replies! Age difference is not a problem so you don't need to be careful of it. I found your previous posts just now and I was deeply touched by your stories. Having several friends to poop with is really amazing! I wish that I can get rid of pooping shyness and go to the toilet with friends to do the "Number two"(poop) together!

I know that Japanese also have the squat style toilets, so we are facing the similar situation. Nowadays in the village s and countryside in China, squat style toilets are common, whether in houses or in public. In city houses and hotels we usually build sit style toilets, but in public, squat style is the most, but sit style is gradually taking place of it. People have different ideas of the two style. As for me, I love sit style toilets at home, but when I'm in a public toilet. I hope that will be a squat style one because it's more clean and safe. (Some people believe squatting down is the most scientific style to poop well, but I disagree.)

When I was a little little child, sometimes peeing and pooping my pants, wetting my bed and make my little butt dirty were normal things. I was so lucky to have kind teachers and parents to deal with those problems, so I must give much thanks to them.

Now I hardly have accidents, but I often hold my pee and poop when the situation is not convenient to go to the toilet. I wonder how long can a person hold its pee or poop until it comes out to its pants. I also wonder how much can a person pee or poop at most at one time. I remember that once I held my pee for three hours or so. I was almost desperate to pee and some drops of pee were already on my underwear. My bladder bulged out badly, so I used a big bottle to pee in that time. The bottle was about one litre and I remember almost filling it with my pee. As for poop, I can hold my poop for a day unless I must do exercises or sports. but I heard that some girls can even hold them for ten days. I also saw that their poop could seem to be as thick as arms. I know that holding pee and poop is really bad for our health, but I really wonder.

I'm really happy that you noticed the word "little butt". (blushed) In fact my butt is also becoming bigger and bigger! So "medium butt " may be the best word to describe it now! My "medium butt" had many adventures before, and I expect more! Also, I'm interested in your adventures of your butt, so I'm looking forward to your reply!

Hope all of you have a good time. Thank you so much.

Yours,
Kimi

Trucker

Story from long ago
I am a retired truck driver i and so many stories it is crazy I started driving long ago back in the 80s. I will tell you truckstops back then are not what they are today they were dingy looking places and were not the cleanest of places to stop. Now a days you got all these nice big fancy places but a few decades ago not so nice. I remember this one time in the Midwest us I was driving and pulled in for the night at a small mom and pop truck stop not too many trucks parked. I got settled in for the night and slept in my truck I woke the next morning around 5 to get myself going went to the station made coffee got some breakfast sat for a bit knowing I was waiting for a turn at the bathroom and I mean turn this isn't a big fany loves or bucces it a local mom and pop they had one single toilet for the whole place and it was constant in use. By the time my guts were bubbling I guessed it was time I made my way to the bathroom and of course it was locked so I stood there and waited for a few minutes qhen the door finally opened a short little chubby blonde who worked there came out and apologized for the wait . I replied no problem I am about to be OK she replyed to me if you need a number 2 you will have to wait to I go get some paper I kind of grimaced a little bit and she could tell I had to sit down . I told her I had to go badly my bowels were screaming to be let go she told me go ahead and go I will knock and tell it's me with paper I said OK. I went in it was a very small bathroom toilet sink and door I sat on the toilet and exploded with a very runny poop. The bathroom was so small I could hold the door shut while sitting there. A few people came and knocked and tried the door but I had it locked I knew some drivers were waiting for there morning poo but I was still going pretty strong when the next knock I heard a voice it was that girl she brought some tp rolls I unlocked the door and cracked it enough to get them . She could see me sitting there on the pot pooping but I did that to. She gave it to me apologized and left. I finally finished up walked out and sure enough there was 2 man and 1 lady waiting g I apologized and walked to the front I thanked the cashier and left.

Trucker again

Having to go when a queue
This one time long ago at a very small truck stop with a a single bathroom i need to go very badly the food we eat on the road isn't the best. I was waiting for the toilet literally about to mess myself when a lady walks up behind me a little ???? but very cute she asked if I was waiting g for the toilet I replyed yes sorry she said no problem we waited a few min my sto.ach was churning I am sure she could tell I needed the toilet badly when the door opened finally a guy walked out I looked at the woman and said I got to go number 2 really bad would you like to go first she replyed that's OK I can tell you need the toilet more than me right now I replyed it might take a few min she said go ahead I went In got seated no vent fan or anything I tried to be quiet knowing g she was right there I pushed slowly and when it started moving it came out so fast and noisy I know she heard it so I proceeded to just do it and it was noisy. It took me 5 minutes I was so embarrassed as I opened the door I apologized she replyed it OKs every body poops because I need to also I left and went outside to my truck saw her leave the store 10 minutes later I guess she had a. Ig poo to

Carsfan

Wet Pants on the Train
Hi, I referenced an accident I had about 5 years ago when I was new to diapers and pull ups. It was during covid and public bathrooms were limited and many. closed. I had made the mental jump to knowing I required protection and had been using Depends pull ups for about a week. I had an extra cup of coffee then I normally do and had been drinking water through out the early afternoon. I had some errands to run downtown and took public transit. I had to go into the bank and felt the need to pee but stupidly decided to ignore it. I Finished in the bank and considered to trying to find a bathroom but couldn't and decided to get the train home. I had 8 stops before mine and right after boarding I felt a huge urgency to pee. I tried to stand up to take pressure of my bladder but it didn't work very well. I must have looked funny to anyone watching. At this point I made the executive decision to let go a bit as I was in a pull up. The feeling of relief was unbelievable. The problem became evident though as I had intended to only let a bit out. My body had other plans and continued wetting my pull up as it gradually became to much for my protection. I was sitting down at this point and trying to be discrete as I attempted to survey the damage to my pants and bum. The train seat was wet and it was obvious to anyone that I had wet my pants. I made a run for it at my stop. I had about a 8 minute walk home after getting off and was already is such a state of shame and embarrassment that I peed my pants a bit more walking home. I couldn't believe how wet my pants were when I took them off. The pull up did a bit but I basically just wet my pants to anyone who saw it.

It was a learning experience though and I use pull up for very short and specific purposes. Anything else or a potential situation where a bathroom is unavailable, I use quality diapers with tabs and plastic pants.

Sunday, August 17, 2025

Thunder

Thunderwear
I have mentioned several times that I wear incontinence undies, usually Depends. Typing "incontinence underwear" is rather long for me so I might refer to my underwear as "Thunderwear."
Thunder

MJD

To Leah
I can imagine it felt like ages sat on the sofa feeling full and needing to try and go. It must have felt good to have finally get it out.

Sounds like a good story with Kelly in the bathroom doing her make-up and you trying to go. Was she right? Did some alcohol help you go?

Have you ever had to go whilst on a night out, needing to push and strain in a pub or club?

Sounds like a long time being sat on the nasty toilets. You mention grunting for 5 seconds, is that average or have you pushed / grunted for longer?

Have you got a preffered sitting position on the loo?

I have a story if you'd like to hear it?

Elvia

Donut shop with husband and question for other wives.
We all went out yesterday and decided to get donuts for breakfast. Since I hadn't pooped yet that morning I decided to see if there was a bathroom there to use. When I announced where I was going, my husband decided to accompany me while our kids stayed with the box.

There was a single person bathroom with one of those wall mounted toilets. I pulled down my shorts and sat down while he leaned on the sink that was next to the toilet. We talked about our plans for the day and things going with other parts of our life. My husband flushed the toilet for me after I was done and we left. Our kids even saved us a few donuts!

If there are other wives on the forum, I would love to hear how they handle things like this. Do you invite them or let them invite themselves? Do you let them help?

Kenna

Helping Kenzie
Hey all! It's Kenna, back after a long time! It's been a whirlwind summer for Josh and I, and the time is just flying by! I still have been helping him go poop in various ways, and he still has his problems going, there just hasn't been a lot to post about or unique situations I've helped him out in! I did however recently help my best friend Mackenzie while she couldn't poop. She recently started dating a guy and they have not crossed any bathroom boundaries yet. They went away for a long weekend and stayed in a hotel. Mackenzie told me she needed to poop on Saturday, but after holding it in for several hours her urge completely disappeared and the last thing she wanted to do was sit on the toilet for a long time trying to go in the hotel. Sunday came and went without her being able to go despite trying a couple times after she got home to her place. Finally on Monday towards the end of the work day she got the urge to go again, and held it in until she arrived home after work. She quickly realized after trying to go again that this poop had become way too big and hard for her to push out after having held it in for so long. She texted me and told me her situation and asked if there was any way I could come over and help her go to the bathroom. I told her of course and told Josh I was running to kenzies place. I put Vaseline and a suppository in my purse and headed out. Once I arrived at kenzies place we made small talk for a little bit when she said "alright, may as well not put this off anymore, I'm going to go try again" and we headed for her bathroom. She removed her cute bottoms and sat down on the toilet. I stood next to her and grabbed her hand as she began to work on pushing. She would breathe, then a look of stark concentration on her face while she tried, going pretty red, give a cute little grunt at the ends of her pushes, suck in another breath and repeat this process. "Oh my God, it is SO hard Kenna" she whimpered."I'm trying not to let it go back in once I need to relax, but it's not working" "keep pushing girl, just try to get it started, and then it should keep coming" I rubbed her back gently with one hand and held her hand with my other. I could feel her body tensing up as she kept trying. After a few more minutes it was no good, and she wasn't able to budge it. "Did you bring a suppository with you? I can't poop this turd out without one, it's just too big and won't come out" I told her yes, and she got up off the toilet. We went to her room and she layed down on her bed and spread her cute little butt cheeks for me. "Ready"? I asked. "Yes, let's get this over with" Kenzie groaned. I lubed her up gently with Vaseline and dipped the suppository too to try and help get it in a little more easily. As I started to push the suppository in, I encountered the hard mass of poop sitting just inside her butt. It felt very hard. "Oof girl, that is a HARD poop" "ugh, tell me about it!" She moaned. After I got it in, I gently cleaned her up and we headed to the couch to watch tv while waiting for it to melt. We made small talk and caught up on all the girl gossip for awhile. Around 45 minutes had passed when Kenzie got up and said "ok, I'm going to try again" and headed for the toilet. She seated herself again and sighed. We made small talk again as she began grunting away trying to move the turd. She quietly cried "ow" a few times and gripped me tightly as I did my best to comfort her. She was struggling to inch this beast out of her butt. She leaned super forward on the toilet and I spread her cheeks a little as she kept pushing. The tip of the turd was sticking out but it was so big that she wasn't able to really move it during her pushes. It was very compact and made up of hard pebbles all jammed together. "It hurts Kenna, oh god I just want this to come out"! "You can do this girly, concentrate, it will be over soon!" I reassured. She pushed a few more times and sat up to rest. I suggested that she squat and see if it helped. I put toilet paper on the floor as she got into a squat over it. I went behind her and spread her cheeks as she got into a very low squat. "Push��push��.push�.." I gently whispered to her��the squatting seemed to help a little bit but it was still so very slow going and this turd was insanely thick and not showing any sign of getting thinner or softer. Once again it almost looked like a cob of corn sticking out of her. "I'm grabbing some toilet paper and can try to pull as you push honey" I gently worked with her and wiggled it as she strained at it. Once it was out like 6" or so she couldn't squat anymore for fear of it touching the ground so I helped her back on the toilet and she leaned forward again. Around 10 minutes later or so it finally began to move on its own without me pulling. It landed in the toilet at around 18" long or so. Kenzie let out a huge sigh, and caught her breath. "I'm not done" she quickly said. She bore down again hard and I watched her anus slowly open as another nearly black turd began to come. It stuck for a few pushes and then began coming. I rubbed her back and kept her calm while she worked. This one was just a small chunk and dropped after 3-4". Another chunk, then another. "Jeepers girl you really had to poop!" "Ugh I know, it hurt so bad and was super uncomfortable to hold in but I knew i wouldn't be able to go at work!" She finished off with a log of poop that was around a foot long and tapered ever so slightly at the end. She grunted it out and strained really hard to get the last little bit out. I saw it come out and didn't see anymore poop inside her once it passed. She pushed a few more times to make sure and told me she was done. Her butthole was clean, not a single streak of poop on the toilet paper. "Well that was easy to clean up" I joked. "No crap, that was uber difficult" she said. "Ugh my butt hurts now" she laughed. The second problem was flushing. Her poop was way too big to go down and the toilet just swirled after trying to flush twice. I had to break it up and keep flushing and it finally went down. She invited me to stay for a now "late" dinner and Josh came over too. We all ate and talked and relaxed before heading home for the night. She texted later thanking me for helping her out. I of course told her it was no problem and she knows I help Josh go all the time so it's something I've definitely become used to! Bye for now! I'll post again when I can and keep updated about Josh and kenzies issues if they have any! Xoxo Kenna

Thunder

Thunderwear
I have mentioned several times that I wear incontinence undies, usually Depends. Typing "incontinence underwear" is rather long for me so I might refer to my underwear as "Thunderwear."
Thunder

Adam

Post Title (optional) How to deal with a Gob Shite
You know how i said in my last post that Sean my friend was caught short on his way home from school and did a big jobbje in his tighty whities and they contained it.Well a couple of days later we were getting changed at school to go to gym.I took down my school pants to put on my gym shorts and one guy had to comment that i had on my tighty whities.
Are those your dads undepants Adam ? came from his mouth. .He didn't expect my reply.I said no but them things you got on are a worry (He had on loose fitting boxer shorts) I continued "You know when your Gran passed did she leave you her bloomers because i think you are wearing them arn't you today " There was immediate silence from Nathan. Then Sean butted in "Oh yes Adam look you can see where her suspenders were fastened on the legs" Well the place fell apart laughing. He won't comment on my underpants no more.! When we were going home Sean and I were still laughing about it and Sean said i hope he never shits himself in them boxers because it will be in his boots in 2 seconds there will be no stopping it.
We both had a real good laugh

This site is like a Circle of Friends.I love it

Love to you all Adam

Tricky

The Day I Learned a New Technique
I was 16 and was maybe 2 months from completing my sophomore year of high school. It was the afternoon and school had just let out for the day, and like any other school day, I'd been holding in my poop for most of it because I didn't want to use the doorless stalls and experience other students making fun of me or harassing me while I'm on the toilet.

I'd already used doorless stalls and even open toilets quite a few times by this point when I had no choice(see "My First Time Using a Doorless Stall" on Page 2875, "A Middle School Poop Story" on Page 2944, and "An Honest Mistake and a Lesson Learned" on Page 3112), but I never was comfortable enough to just do it in a non-emergency situation and still preferred to hold it rather than risk being seen on the can with my butt and privates exposed to an unwanted audience.

Me and some fellow students were in a minivan being driven by a teacher to another school out of town for an extracurricular activity. My insides were gurgling and I could feel the battering ram in my lower GI tract ramming its exit point with each bump in the road. I held it in all day, in hopes that when we got to our new location for the extracurricular, I'd have a decently private place to shit. My insides were gurgling so loudly with the sounds of peristalsis and built-up gasses that the other students could certainly hear it. It sounded like I was farting, even though I wasn't.

A boy sitting next to me, a short and small freshman with blonde hair spiked up, could no longer contain his amusement about the fact that my insides were making rude and audible noises that everyone could hear.

He rudely but quietly asked me, "You sound like you need to take a shit. You've been holding it in all day, haven't you?"

I answered, "Yes, I really need to use the bathroom."

Then he loudly blurted out, "Can we stop somewhere? <My name omitted> just said he needs to take a big, fat poop!"

The teacher driving us then said, "I didn't need to hear that! And we're almost at the school." as the other students laughed at my expense.

Everyone laughed but me. I was very embarrassed. And even worse, I still really badly needed to poop.

About 5 minutes later when we got to the school, I rushed to the nearest Boys' room at the entrance near the gymnasium, not knowing what to expect because I'd never been inside of this school before. I walked carefully, deliberately, and hurriedly, with a heavy, weighty, hard, compacted mass exerting great pressure on my ring piece. It hurt to walk I had to go so bad. As I approached the entrance, I thought I was pooping my pants as loud, wet-sounding, and obnoxious farts started involuntarily slipping out with each foot step, but luckily it was just gas. Unluckily, the students I was with and the students from other schools in the hallway heard it, including a few girls, who started giggling while watching me enter the Boys' room.

I entered the Boys' room. The lone sit-down toilet was the first thing to come into view. To my disappointment, it didn't even have what could be called a proper stall around it, just a brick half-wall, with no door. Viewed from the entrance facing into the room, the crapper was on the right nearest to the door, adjacent to it was space for another toilet that looked to have been removed at some point, the sinks and mirrors directly across from it to the left, and the three partitionless bowl-style urinals adjacent to the "stalls" just ahead of the commode at the back end of the room also across from the sinks.

I seriously contemplated walking out and trying to hold it until I could get home, but feeling the tip of the turd crowning out and threatening to kiss the back of my underwear as a sharp stabbing pain shot up and down my abdomen from the pressure that this massive, solid, impacted mass was exerting on my body, I knew I wasn't going to be able to wait the 2 or 3 more hours before we could get back to my home school, let alone walk home on top of that. My fate was sealed: I desperately had to poop here, and there wasn't going to be any privacy if someone walked in on me. Luckily for me, no one was present and I currently had the room to myself, so I hurriedly sat myself down on the toilet, pulling my shorts all the way down to my shoes as I normally did, hoping I could hurry up and finish before anyone else came in.

Sitting there, the "stall" had walls that went up to just below my shoulder, and was only enough to cover the back of my ass. The edge of the brick walls on either side of me didn't even go forward to my shoes or knees, and were barely wide enough to fit a toilet paper roller. They obviously weren't designed to ever be upgraded to have a door, and it appeared as if their sole purpose was to hold toilet paper, and do nothing more, and one of them wasn't even doing that.

*BRORT-t-T-T-t-T-fpht-PROP-POP-POP-POP*

In my rush to hurry and get this over with, I ripped a very long, loud, and obnoxious fart that echoed about the room. It instantly made me feel embarrassed, even though I was alone in the room. I didn't feel any pressure relief, but my body half-decided it didn't want me pooping here as my bowels locked up. I still felt like I desperately had to take an emergency poop, and I could feel the tip sticking partially out of my butthole. but it just wasn't moving. I was simply too embarrassed and my body was reacting accordingly, and even as I pushed and strained and tried to get things moving in effort to hurry before someone walked into the room and saw me, it just didn't budge. How I wished it did.

I pushed, and pushed, and pushed. Easily five minutes passed before my sense of embarrassment died down, I could relax, and everything started moving again, miraculously with no one coming in this entire time thus far. But when it did start moving, it was like a freight train in the process of building up an unstoppable momentum.

*plurph-t-z-T-z-T-z-T-z-phlupftshloopf-t-F-T-F-T-t-z-t-z-t-z*

It was very slowly and very loudly crackling as the log worked its way out of me. I wanted to hurry, but I realized at the size of this thing, there was no rushing this and I couldn't push and strain anymore. This dump rivaled the size and feel of many of my post Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas dumps. My ring piece felt stretched to its absolute limit and it hurt so much as it worked its way out that I had to avoid straining so as not to hurt myself.

Then the door opened. I looked to my left, and could see that same Freshman who made fun of me in the minivan on the way here enter. I was immediately very embarrassed again. With the door open, anyone in the hallway who was looking in would have been able to see me on the toilet. He entered, shut the door, walked passed me while staring with amusement, and stood at one of the urinals.

He then commented, "I was hoping this school wasn't set up like ours. But it's worse!"

Our high school may have lacked stall doors, but most of the Boys' bathrooms at least had normal partitions, making it easier for people to avoid looking at you if they didn't want to. Here, I was sitting on an open toilet in full view of someone I knew, who stared at me. And I hated it.

As he unzipped, he let out a short but volumous fart,

*BrrrR-O-O-O-T-t*

He continued, pee stream now spraying out, saying "I have to shit too, but I'm gonna' hold it 'til I get home. F*ck this!"

Every boy at my school seemed to do that. No one wanted to be bullied or harassed for pooping at school while on the can, and those students who found themselves sitting on a toilet with their pants down were very often bullied by other students while at their most vulnerable. Lack of stall doors was a common complaint.

My bowels locked up again. But this was a different school than mine, and that student body wasn't here other than the kids I rode in the van with, so that fear of harassment isn't what was locking my bowels up. It was embarrassment. I avoided straining and pushing, as I didn't want to make a show out of it, nor cause my insides more pain.

I had a massive unbreakable logjam sticking halfway out of my butt by at least six inches as I awkwardly sat on the toilet with my butt exposed, right hand trying to cover my genitals, and zero privacy, as a classmate was trying to converse with me, having seen me in my current compromised state. I could see his back and my own face in the mirror in front of me, similarly to the military latrine I'd used a month later(see page 2955 "Semper Fi").

As he zipped up, and turned around to face the sink, it finally started moving again, first with a fart, then loudly crackling out. I felt waves of embarrassment return. He watched me in the mirror as he approached the sink.

*GRORT-pfffft* *plshft-t-T-t-T-t-T-t-T-z-Z-tZ-z-T-Z-t-Z*

I think it was embarrassing for both of us, because as he washed his hands, he tried to avert his gaze away from the mirror as this monstrously large poop continued loudly slithering out of my asshole. He could hear how big of a poop I was taking, and I think that put into perspective that this was not a funny situation for me.

He commented, "I had to poop in the locker room really bad after PE once. Everyone made fun of me."

The locker room at our high school had a similarly open toilet, viewable to all 30+ people in the room. He'd obviously been in my shoes before.

As he approached the door to make his exit, it opened and in walked a much older student, probably a senior at this school. He was tall, easily over 6'-2", maybe 200 lbs, had his brown hair combed down in front of his face, wore a red varsity jacket and blue jeans, and started fixing his hair in the mirror. He looked like a younger version of Ogre from "Revenge of the Nerds" and was very muscular.

He went to the sinks and started fixing his hair.

This made me very uncomfortable as there was only my ongoing bowel movement breaking the silence, as he stood at the mirror staring at himself, me struggling on the toilet with a monster log of crap being slowly extruded from my ass also in his field of vision. He wasn't averting his gaze so much as focusing on his own appearance, and there I was awkwardly in the background taking an unusually big crap.

The door opened again. This time, a group of older students from the football team came in to use the urinals. As they walked passed me, one of them addressed the guy at the mirror,

"Coach wanted to talk to you. He's pissed you left without saying anything."

The guy at the mirror responded, "Tell him I had to take a shit! That's all it is. If he wants, he can talk to me when I'm on the shitter after this kid finishes, I don't care."

They all started quietly laughing. They took turns at the urinals and then washed their hands at the sinks. It was easily 6 or 7 students who saw me on the toilet at that moment.

*bloop*

It finally dropped out. They heard it plop, while they saw me on the shitter, and it was super awkward. Mercifully, everyone including the first guy all decided to leave once I started rolling the toilet paper, so I at least got to wipe in private. I think they sensed my embarrassment as well. I recall it being a very messy and involved cleanup job that took some minutes.

The single log I struggled to void almost clogged on the first flush. It was jammed. It took two more flushes to go down and the toilet bowl was streaked brown with its remnants, looking as if someone smeared half a jar of almond butter all over the toilet bowl.

As I was washing my hands at the sink, the first jock who needed to shit came back in. Without saying a word, he walked right over to the toilet, pulled down his pants, sat down, and audibly started pushing out a big shit.

It was here that I learned a new technique. I could see that he didn't have his pants all the way to his shoes as I did. He had them pulled to his upper legs with his varsity jacket and underwear covering his privates. I was generally most comfortable pooping at home or in a stall with my pants and underwear all the way down, and that is what I always did, but I was not comfortable exposing myself in doorless stalls or open toilets. He was thus demonstrating to me a great idea for such an embarrassing situation.

He seemed much less bothered about pooping exposed to an audience than I was, as if he's done this on a regular basis. I still felt sick with embarrassment that he and his classmates were watching me shit just minutes ago as I now washed my hands at the sink watching him shit. And with the way he covered himself, I didn't see a whole lot. I could see the sides of his ass exposed and it is obvious what he was doing, but somehow this situation didn't feel as uncomfortable to me anymore. He didn't seem naked, as I felt I was moments ago. I'd found a very useful life hack.

I could audibly hear him grunting and farting quietly with each push as he sat there pushing and straining. By the sound of the crackling noises, accompanied shortly during each push, he may have been taking an even bigger shit than I just did. As I walked toward the exit, I heard what sounded like large fish repeatedly jumping out of the water, interspersed by farts.

*bloop* *fwerr-r-r-r-r-r-r-t* *ploop* *pfffft-t-t* *bloosh*

He sighed in relief, totally unconcerned that I was a witness to his ordeal, just as he witnessed mine.

While I exited, I saw what looked to be a coach heading to the Boys' room, and held the door open for him. Whenever that door swung open, anyone in the hallway could see the toilet's occupant. I was never happier to be finished with a bowel movement in my life.

When I rejoined my classmates, no one said anything about why I was gone or tried to embarrass me any further than I was. But I did not like the fact that a student from my school saw me on the toilet. He'd remember that every time he saw me from then on. Just as I remembered the student I saw use the toilet after me.

And now I had a means to make taking a poop in a situation lacking privacy in front of other people a bit less intimidating or embarrassing. And it happened many times that I needed such a toilet and couldn't hold it for a better option, the first time using a military latrine(see "Semper Fi", page 2955). I thought doorless stalls would never be a worry after high school, but I was wrong. Campgrounds, parks, trails, fairs, a bus station, public libraries, bars, restaurants, gas stations, and many other places I ended up having to take an emergency poop at a public restroom and there were no stall doors or even stalls, more often than not with other people present. But from then on, every time I pooped in a doorless stall or open toilet, I put my pants at my upper legs and used my shirt to cover my privates, instead of just throwing them down to my ankles as I would in a normal stall. Other than holding it(I don't do that anymore, a working toilet is a working toilet!), it's really the best I can do. At this point, I've probably done it hundreds of times.

Emily with Autism
Hi Lisa.

I have autism and wear diapers as well. I enjoyed reading your story. I hate when I have to poop when we're not home and have an accident. Hope to hear more from you soon.

Friendly Responder)

Speedwalk Desperation
This happened today. I should know better. I had breakfast a couple of hours before my walk.... usually I eat after my walk. Because of this...I went for my walk at 10:15 am and I usually go for my walk earlier... but I worked late so I walked later. After my walk, I got to the car and need to go, half sit, trying to breathe, trying to control it...I made it .. barely

My ideal "go" time is between 4:30 and 5 am
I tried for this before marathons and it worked...

But I'm pleased and blessed that I made it....it was scary

I usually walk at an 11-12 per mile pace but I had to slow down a bit... thought about using the trail bathroom but too many people

But I made it...lol

I'm pleased.

Anna Beth

Work Poop
Oh this morning's was a doozy!

I am on my period, and my stomach is rumbling. Last night I had Mexican and ate my fair share of chips and guacamole! I did not go yesterday either. I drank a Celsius on the way to work and not thirty minutes after sitting at my desk, I needed the bathroom. Someone was in the break room so I headed to the women's bathroom at the front of the office, which is a one-seater, but accessible by customers and employees alike.

I doo dooed my heart out. It was sloppy, mushy, stinky and loud. It felt so good to go. I still prefer the solid ones!

Mina

Dear Kimi
Hallo Kimi, Mina found your first post! So now we know your age. Mina is sorry that she didn't look for your first post more carefully before. We are more than double of your age. But sometimes age is not important so much. You say your English is not very good, but Mina think it is much better than Mina's English!!

You live in China? We notice that you used squat style public toilet near your school. We hope you were able to clean your shoes and pants (you mean trousers?) with no trouble. In Japan women often flush toilet at same time with doing their diarrhoea, so some of diarrhoea splash onto trousers. Hisae had experience. Now we hardly ever use squat style toilet. We wonder if private house's toilet in China is also squat style??

Mina also found your other post about accident in kindergarten. We are happy to know that your teacher was so kind, and when Mina translated for her partners, Kazuko started cry. She was moved so much. You asked, did we have experience. Hisae had, when she was eight, she says. Mina write about that before, we can't find page number but if you type "Chae" in search space, perhaps you will find. Page number is 3014 or a little bit higher number than that, Mina think.

Hisae's mother was also kind. Hisae filled her panties with huge poo because she couldn't make it to toilet in time. Her mother put off her panties and told her to go to loo because she might want to produce more poo. Hisae went loo in birthday suit, it was squat style loo then, she squatted more than ten minutes and in second half of that time she dropped so much poo that she crying, but her mother went to check her and when she saw Hisae was crying she held Hisae's hand, while Hisae continue to produce poo more and more and more. Then her mother cleaned her "little butt" (like you say) and gave her clean panties and put her into the bed.

Hisae says now, she loves her mother very very very much. But actually we all four of us really love our mothers and all our fathers. We are lucky very much.

Hisae also says, she had little butt then, but now she has big butt. (Chae, please kiss to Mina AFTER she finish to type.)

We created family name "Chakamami" by ourselves, it is not official name. Our real family names are secret. In "Chakamami", Cha is Hisae, ka is Kazuko, ma is Maho and mi is Mina. "Chae" is Hisae!

Dear Adam,

Thank you for explain to us about "poop" and "poo"! Now we know why Rhondda parents never said "poop". Because they are Welsh!! Mina lived in Rhondda in Wales for short time when she was teen. Toilets in Rhondda house had wooden seat. Mina loved!! She sat there very long time every visit because comfortable so much (and also because she needed to poo more and more and more). And Kazu, Maho, Chae visited to Wales with Mina last year, and enjoyed to sit long time on wooden loo seat in Rhondda house!!

We hope everyone is very fine and no crazy weather like we have here in Japan. Tomorrow we all four of us go to Mina's home town to meet Mina's parents and grandparents and brother.

Love to everyone.

Chakamami Family

Mina

P.S. to Kimi and Adam
Mina found page! It is page 3015! We hope you enjoy!

Adam, thank you for explain difference of "poo" and "poop"!

Love from Chakamami Family

Wednesday, August 13, 2025

DeSkonko

Followup To My Previous Post
My recent post (that didn't have a name attached to it for some reason), I answered a survey. I want to follow it up with a recent experience that happened moments ago.

I was having one of the weirdest dreams I've ever had last night (this morning). Part of the dream, I was supposed to be going to visit family and I ended up dropping a messy load in my pants. I forget if it was intentional or not but I do recall I was trying to resist making it a big mess because I had to leave ASAP. I eventually woke up and stumbled to the bathroom (where I'm typing this). As I mentioned in my previous post, I found it difficult to keep my pants dry as I walked to the bathroom, but I did succeed in the goal�but when I finished peeing, I had to turn around and take a seat because the number two urge hit quickly.

And that's my update/followup.

Friendly Responder

Sheer Determination
This is a bit embarrassing but perfect for here and it just happened two nights ago. After work, I had planned to get food at a drive thru and just before work ended....I really really had to go. I had waited all afternoon and evening because I hate public bathrooms. I got in the car and had to do the weird half sit.... not completely on the seat because you don't want to skid and you don't want an accident. .. shortly after driving, I really really had to go worse and was screaming switch SWITCH to the traffic lights...i made it home and I went and I was glad that I made it.

Does anyone else have this situation or just me?

And I never got to the drive thru...I couldn't have waited.

Mina

Dear Kimi
We are happy to read your post! Happy Happy

We think you are schoolgirl, even we don't know your age. We are maybe double your age, so we don't use cute language so much. And we don't have contact so much with teens. So we don't know cute language. Toilet words don't appearance on a TV, and we are hard to ask people about cute toilet words because embarrass.

You are right about "toir�". Quite often people add "o" so it become "o-toir�". Add "o" makes word more polite. Some people especially tour guide say "o-t�-arai" it means wash hands, so a bit like American word "bathroom". And there are many old words for toilet. Sometimes we use "kawaya" for a joke. There is also "gofuj�", it is very old word. Not cute, but who know, one day maybe young girls make it fashionable word.

"Butt" in Japanese is "o-shiri". This word too we put "o" in front to make polite.

"Pee" or "Wee" is "o-shikko". This word create from sound of wee when it hit toilet.

"poo" is "unko" or "unchi". "u" is pronounce like "oo" in "book". "un" comes from sound we make with mouth when we make efforts to push out hard turd. Perhaps "unko" is more cuter than "unchi".

Diarrhoea is "geri". g is pronounce like in "get". In our little family, we sometimes use "burururururururu" when poo rushes out from our bottom like waterfall.

Constipate is "bempi".

We are happy that you like our stories. Mina post on this site more than ten years. Kazu, she is curious girl, she ask, when you did your bururururururu on plastic bag, how much time you squat and how many times you pushed out? Kazu usually sit on loo more than 10 minutes and push something out from her bottom four or five times plus little pieces. Mina and Maho and Hisae are same though Hisae was shorter time before.

We wonder why loo in your house was clog. In Japan loo is not often clog. Do you live China? Kazu and Hisae are Japanese, but Maho and Mina are Japanese-Korean.

While Mina typing this post, dreamer Kazu always saying, "kawa�, kawa�" it is mean cute. Because you wrote "my little butt" many times. Kazu says, please tell us more stories! She loves you very much maybe.

Chakamami Family

LEA

Kate shits after a BBQ
Recently a friend of mine had a BBQ party at his place. There were about 20 guests & Kate was also there! It was a great party & I drank & ate a lot.

One hour after the meal I started needing a pee so I went inside his home. There is one guest bathroom on the ground floor but is was occupied & Kate was waiting! I asked her are you in the line & she answered yes & then in a low voice I really need to shit but it's so embarrassing b/c everyone will have to wait & it might be stinky. So I told her ok come with me I know there is another bathroom upstairs. So she followed me & I showed her the small bathroom but I got in first. She said oh ok this is much better & then I closed the door. She said uhm sorry but I really need to shit so maybe I'd like to be alone? I answered don't worry we've already seen each other shit so you can relax. Kate was a little tipsy from the margaritas so she didn't mind.

I asked her do you mind if I pee first? & she answered you can pee first but please hurry up I really need to go. So I wasted no time & sat on the toilet & peed a very long stream & farted at the end! I said oops sorry & I wiped & we giggled & then flushed.
Then Kate lifted her summer dress & pulled down her panties. She sat on the toilet & farted. We giggled & by the smell of it it was clear that she was going to have a stinky one. So I could see that Kate was relaxing & then the loud crackling of her shit filled the room. She was clearly having a soft & smelly shit! I said oh you were not lying you really needed this but she did not even answer b/c her turds kept coming. After a while she stopped but the she passed some more turds that fell on the rest of her waste but without splashing into the water. I wondered if her shit was getting more solid but that would be weird?

Kate then had a pee that lasted maybe 15 seconds & she was done so she started wiping & I said that was much needed indeed! She briefly spread her legs so we got a glimpse at her load & it was a massive mess! She wiped many times & she stood up. She flushed the toilet but the bowl was covered in stains! She used the brush & flushed again. Then we washed our hands & made sure to close the door so that the smell doesn't spread & went back to the party.

Anna from Austria

Business meeting of the other kind
A story that happend last week. Me and 2 other lady collegues had to attend a meeting another city. During our way driving on the motorway we decided to take a pee break. Unfortuantely the toilets at the rest stop were locked and we had to take the bushes. To my misfortune I did not had to take a pee break but a poop break. So let the 2 o ther ladies going first. Then I asked them to watch that nonone is coming I will need some time. I do not know that ladies well but they acted kind and did not say anything. It will still embarrasing to poop infront of people I do not know without a door but I had no choice. So pulled down my slacks, carefuly not stain them with dirt (we were on the way on a business meeting after all) and then I peed forcefully and while mid pee I had to a loud brrt fart and then I did 2 turds. Despite being the nature the small was quite intensive. It already started when my poo started to come out. When I was done I had to use lots of paper towels to clean myself up. The I got back to the other ladies. They just said it sounded like you really had to go. I just said yes. Then the topic was done. Or lets say almost. Latter I could also hear both of them taking a poo while we were at the trade fair center. Both of them were also quite loud pooper. It was a funny reverse situation of the rest stop szenario. I only had to wee this time and both of them had to poop massivly. Well I think they needed to make some space in their bowels after having lunch. I had to go before lunch so I still had some space left lol.

I hope you liked my story.

greetings from Austria

Anna

Jessica

To: Anna Beth
Anna Beth, please post more poop stories I love reading them!

How often do you usually poop?

What size are your logs usually (length and thickness)?

Lisa

Fourth of July holiday.
I have autism and wear diapers. I had a good 4th of July holiday this year. My family went to a fireworks show about a 45 minute drive from our house. At the end of the show I got an urge to have a bowel movement. The lines for the porta potties were very long as we made our way back to the car. I did not want to use them. Once at the car, I was struggling to hold in my poop and I could no longer hold it and did a big semi solid poop in my diaper. We got in the car and as we were leaving the firework site, others in the car smelled the oder of my poop. A younger cousin said "Lisa had an accident" When we got home, mom took be in the house and changed me. The cleanuo took a while. I wear plastic pants over my diaper if I'm going to be out for awhile so that any urine or poop that leaks out of my diaper doesnt get on my clothing.

Monday, August 11, 2025

STEPHEN.P

REPLY TO IRIS

This week I have been staying in my campervan on a site and have had a NUMBER TOO five times . I have been a NUMBER TOO in campervan over a thousands times . I avoid using the on site toilets as I prefer to poop in a portta pottie.
I have three potties in my van so as any one does not get to heavy to lift always put sunvisors on windscreen and on drivers door passenger door windows the toilet roll is on the sliding door window .All prepared for a wee in the night and a poo straight after breakfast
I use ELSAN BLUE TOILET ROLLS. Fill the top tank with two litres of rain water and fill the lower tank with two litres of water from the washing up .
I often leave the slide slightly open the wee then trickles into the lower tank often I pull the slide fully open as I start to poop,this is good practice if you will be passing large logs !! When all done wipe dress then add some water to the bowl and clean with a brush.
My poo is mushy as I poop ten times a week so always put a paper towel on back of bowl this keeps cleaning to the minimum Maybe I have been seen it does not bother me as keeping regular is very important

Europe trip
Just back from a road trip around Northen Europe, Netherlands, France and Belgium. What was really noticeable, is how people are much more open about toilet matters than here in Great Britain. Wherever we stopped , roadside rest areas, wooded areas, or even campsites, people had little embarrassment and often made no effort to hide away when pooing. People of all ages, men and women happy to poo in bushes, beside their cars and in woodland areas, in clear view of others. What are other peoples experiences

Worst public toilet
WHATS everyone's experience on the worst public toilet?
I was recently in Eastbourne on the south coast of England, busting for a poo. I found an old Victorian looking public toilet, and on entering found two urinals and one cubical, with a disgusting looking toilet , no paper, and no lock on the door. It looked totally unusable. Lucky it was fairly quiet, so decided to use some nearby bushes. I scrapped out a bit of a hole with my boot, pooed, then covered it up.
Thunder

Response to Leah
When I get like that ( constipated ) I insert a suppository or enema . It gives relief but I still have to work to get the stool out. Trouble is that both methods can cause urgency, even after an evacuation . Yes I have had a few accidents because of that . I have also have had accidents due to laxatives . Getting the poo out comes first with me . Thunder

Iris

Seeking more advice, please!
Hi everyone, Iris again. For those who remember me, I really need some advice. For those who don't, Hi! I am really, really shy about going to the toilet in public bathrooms. I have posted a few times here.

To get to the point, I am going camping in a couple of weeks with my two cousins. One is two years older than me and the other is one year younger. We will be staying at a site with NO toilet facilites whatsoever so we will be using one of those plastic chemical camping toilets that have the little handle at the front. I don't have an issue with using one of those, but I am concerned about the privacy, or lack of. We will be away for one week and while I might be able to pee, I know I won't be able to hold back the other for a whole week. But I am terrified about going to the toilet in this little campervan!

Any advice? ToiletStool, I need you!

Iris

Princess Toadstool Peach

Using a Van Life Portable Toilet for a Big Morning Poo Break
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach and today I'm camping out in a van all by myself just relaxing and enjoying life until next thing I know nature called. So I go to the kitchen where I keep my special van portable toilet, pull it out, lift my dress, pull down my pink panties to my ankles, wiggle my bottom a little and sit down on it and read the newspaper while I'm sitting here and as I sit and read I feel a good morning poo pushing it's way out of my bottom poo hole. It was large and thick and solid brown and with a curl of my high heels I squat and adjust myself and let loose my massive pile of waste dump stool. It started to smell like a rotten egg POOH!! I felt more coming so I let it all out of there. Then I got some toilet paper and wiped my bottom front and back. It was real good to get it all out. Then I got up, pulled up my panties, lifted down my dress and emptied the whole lot outside in a hole I dug myself then covered it up. It felt like I was releasing a little animal into the wild expect that child was my�umm you know. Now my portable toilet was already for next time I need to plunk a poo brownload or tinkle a pee fountain. So until next time I'll see you guys later. Bye bye now!

Survey by Skidmarked
Are you a man or a woman?
Male

What is your age?
32

Have you ever dreamed of peeing as an adult?
A few times

What was the dream about?
I needed to pee, so I went to a bathroom. There may have been once or twice I dreamed I wet my pants intentionally.

If so were you dry or wet?
Dry, always

Have you ever pooped the bed as an adult?
No

Do you have more accidents when in private?
I'm more likely to take risks that can result in an accident, but my accidents at home are usually not

Have you ever peed or pooped yourself while on a road trip?
No but there has been once or twice I was unsure if I'd make it home in unpooped pants

My latest "almost peed myself" incident was minutes ago. I've found myself struggling to keep my pants dry when I wake up. Granted when I went to sleep last night, I felt a tiny bit of an urge building up that I ignored, this is an increasingly common thing for me. I woke up not needing to go so bad. I had to move something from in front of my bedroom door, just slide it over a little, but it was during the moving that I went from barely feeling the urge straight to "I think I feel it dribbling into my pants." I'm 99% sure I was leaking slightly already when I finally made it but my underwear still felt dry (I didn't immediately notice any wetness when I took aim to the toilet). And then once I was there and set up and taking aim�it was a fairly weak stream.

Leah

Reply to Mjd
Loved the story about the daytrip and your struggle to achieve an evacuation. I bet you were pleased to get back to Kelly's so you could poo, your grunting and straining is testament to that! How long was your longest grunt? Or did you just give short, firm ones?

I was pleased to get back! But I was sitting on the sofa rubbing my stomach desperately waiting for her go get to the bathroom so she would go to bed, I said I'd go to bed after she was done, but even I was grunting quietly on the sofa as the farts felt good!

My longest grunt was about five seconds, maybe more I don't know but it was bad and it stunk as I kept farting, it was so frustrating.

Have you been constipated at Kelly's before? Has Kelly ever been constipated like that in front of you?

I don't know if I was constipated that day, but Kelly was doing her makeup in the bathroom one day and she was taking a long time to get ready for a night out.
I could feel my poo in my bum, about to come out so I barged in to the bathroom and said I really needed to use the loo, Kelly was standing at the mirror in her pink small knickers and I dropped my skirt and knickers to my ankles and sat down.
I instantly felt regret as I blushed and, whilst looking ahead, tried to pee, my shyness would not allow me to pee properly and my pee steam kept starting and stopping, and I just sat wishing my poo would come out.
A while after I finished peeing, Kelly looked at me as I was trying to push while holding my breath and she said" are you pooping" I embarrassingly looked at her as she was doing her mascara and I shrugged my shoulders "no" I said, "but you look gorgeous" and she looked at my body and gave me a good compliment!.

Eventually after probably looking like someone was killing me I managed a small plop and Kelly turned and said "you are pooping" "I need to go but cant" I said back "some alcohol should help you then" she said.
She finished and left the room but warned me that we were leaving soon and when she left I starting straining desperately and trying to force my bowels to work "I can hear you in there" "sorry" I cried as I about to die from embarrassment.
She knocked on the door for the final time and told me to come out as we had to leave, I wiped my sore bum once and waddled to the sink to wash my hands and Kelly watched me as we really had to go.

What's the longest time you've sat on the toilet when you've been in public? Where you comforted by someone else sitting for a long time too?

Probably about half an hour in some creepy park loos where people sit on park benches just outside the loo building and probably can hear everything and dodgy windows, I have had comments from other girls/women, with some asking each other "is anyone in there" when they can't open my loo door. No comforting although I have had quiet sobbing sessions in public loos

Have you been tempted to try and push when you are walking etc..when you've been constipated to try and get things going even if it might go into your knickers?

I did that in work last Friday, I fart so much in work I don't think anything about it so, I went to fart and I realised I was pushing out a poo! It woke me up alright, so I clenched my cheeks and the poo went back up my bum, but I quickly dashed to the loo as soon as I could.
I do push when I need to, just gentle pushes when I need to fart, it can lead to desperation

I alternate between constipation and diarrhea/loose poos once I have taken some laxative, because once the blockage has been cleared it comes back again, I'm lucky I haven't had haemorrhoids yet.

I just feel so alone in my regularity problems, at least I can express myself here and I hope to hear from other sufferers soon.

Sophie

After shopping toilet stop
I was shopping with my friend Amelia today. After spending the whole day out, she drove me home. As we were on the road, she seemes a little bit tense. She told me that she really has to use the bathroom. At some point, she farted. She was discrete about it, but I still noticed the faint sound and a light smell. I asked her "Do you have to poop?" and she answered that yes, indeed, she really needs a poop.

As we got to my home, Amelia asked me if she could use my toilet. Of course, I said yes. My parents were home so she decided to use my en suite. She immediately closed the bathroom door while I fell on my bed.

I heared how she yanked down her trouser and sat on the bowl without hesitation. I have to say that the door has very poor soundproofing. This is not really a problem because I don't share my room but is noticeable when someone is over. She farted first and then started dropping her poops. Some of them sounded very big and heavy! After maybe three minutes I heared a last big "plop" and then she peed. She wiped many times, so it must have been a messy one.

She flushed, but didn't wash her hands immediately. One minute later, she flushed again, but there seemed to be a problem as she mumbled "Oh no no no" and the shouted through the door "Sophie, I broke your toilet!" She washed her hands and came to me, half crying, half laughing. "It doesn't want to flush". I answered something along the lines of "OMG, really?!" but I was not too concerned, so I was lauughing as well. We went back to the bathroom only to find the toilet full of poopy water, TP and of course her big poops. She really stank up the place!

We joked for a while about how she managed to poop so much to kill my toilet. It seemed that on of her big poops was blocking the drain. As the water level went down, Amelia tryed to move it aside using the toilet brush. Then, we flushed again, and somehow, most of the mess went down! Amelia was now relived in another way too. We waited for the cistern to refill and flushed once more and the toilet seemed to work again. It was completely destroyed, so Amelia used the brush to remove all the marks left. She then flushed one last time. A couple minutes later, she left and went home too.

Skidmarked from a walk

Replies and questions
Leah- I liked your response. It's nice to open up about things like that. Oh you're 33. I'm actually 31 myself.

Anna from Austria- Thanks for the reply! Have you been doing marathons lately how's your exercise and nutrition going? Does the pre workouts give you the runs too? I'm relieved you and Jenny helped open me up to cardio which made me Skidmarked from a walk get it? Because I get the runs and go in the deep woods where nobody can see me to poop and pee! Leaving me with the biggest skid marks!

Miss Lidia- Oh Australia? woww what a beautiful place. I enjoyed the story. I know it can feel embarrassing. But relax, it's not your fault you have a condition. you're not interrupting the toddlers from potty training. Maybe you were put on this Earth that way to test us Christians to see if were Christian enough to respect and be inclusive to you anyways <3 When Jesus Christ comes back we can't all go with him :( only those who respect and really love 1 another. And you will be tested.

Myself- I had been taking caffeine pills and almost pooped myself. But luckily I was home. 1 time recently I pooped in the toilet and could've sworn I wiped. But I guess I... forgot to wipe. Sometimes when I go to church and the preacher is preaching and starts anointing people... I poop big time!!! Maybe pooping is deliverance!!!

Questions

What country are you from?

Man or woman?

Age?

How are you?

Do you poop everyday?

Go to the gym?

Have you ever been in a dire situation in the morning or right before work or school and you gotta poop... Butt (pun intended) you gotta poop? What was the rest of your day like?

What's your favorite type of post?

Has pooping and peeing made you a better person too? If so explain please.

What's your favorite pooping and peeing verse in The Bible?

Mine is Philipians 3:8 Yea doubtless, and I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may win Christ,

To Iris
Hey Iris,

I think the best thing you can do is just be honest with your cousins. I've never been camping so I can't offer specific advice, but being upfront about your need for privacy, difficult as it may be, might make things less awkward long term.
You don't have to specify what you're doing, you can just say "Hey, I need to use the toilet and I'd prefer some privacy." Maybe they could leave the area for a little bit so you could go in peace. If the smell is a concern, packing a travel sized air freshener could help. Or you could ask them if they need to go before you do so they won't have to go right after.

Remember, they're your family and they need to poop too. It's probably gonna be a little awkward for them as well!

Leah

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Iris:
The only thing I can suggest is talking to your cousins and telling them of your reluctance of pooping in the camping loo/campervan, they may suggest something to benefit you all.
Failing that you could find a nice quiet spot behind a bush or tree and squat, just make sure you bring some wipes or a roll with you, and whatever you do don't hold it in. Good luck!

Thunder:
I like the idea of using suppositories but I don't like the feeling I could have an accident if it works too fast, but the relief would be enormous.
Could you explain enemas to me please? Because I don't like the idea of first preparing the enema and then taking it, it seems like a long messy process and I was wondering how long the process would take and wether it's instant on not.

Any thoughts would be great. Thanks!

I had a horrible hard dry poo at work earlier today, after i peeled my trousers and thong off my sweaty bum it crackled and a big plop followed. There could be more tonight. Bye for now

Adam

Post Title (optional)Breifs v Boxers
There seems to be interest in the different things we call poop.
In the US it is referred to as poop but in UK it is referrred to as poo.

As there are different consistencies perhaps we could call them different names to distinguish them one from the other.For instance we could put them in order from 1 to 5 .So firstly we have 1. Warm Log. Then next is no 2 is Cloddy.Then comes 3.Sludge .Then 4. Diareah and finally 5 Maids Water.

For the benefit of those of you that may some times have accidents i know that a Warm Log or a Cloddy will be most likely to be contained in your underwear until you get home if you don't sit down.However Sludge is more of a problem and is more likely to find it's way out of your undies
and travel down your leg to at least your knees.Diareah and Maids Water you have no chance and it will without doubt fill your boots.The world and his wife will observe what you have done even if they don'nt smell it.
Underwear is something to be considered as well.Breifs seem to be the most safe to wear but fitted boxers seem to contain it well.The ones to avoid are loose boxers as they have no way of containing a load so i would advise to avoid these at all costs. We can all have an accident at some time in our lives and give birth to our waste and lose control.

I remember well my freind Sean on his way home from school had what i would call a blow out in his pants.He had held his jobbies all day at school as like me he didn't like using the school toilets and thought he could wait till he got home. However as we walked home he was unable to make it to his house and lost control.I was with him when it happened Anyway when we got to where he lived at home his parents were out at work so we went into the garage where there was a grid drain and a hosepipe.He took down his school pants,took.off his shoes and socks and stood in his tighty whities.Most of the doo doo was contained in his breifs so i got the hose pipe and fired it at his bottom and the jobbie load started to be released.Then i put the hose dowwn over the waistband and was able to get nearly all the load out of his undies.He put on a bath towel and put his tighty whities and school trousers in the washer dryer and turned it on.
He said that his mother used baking sida with the washing powder in the wash so we put half a cup of baking soda in and selected a hot wash and dry,then Sean went into the house to the bathroom and went for a shower.
He emerged nice and clean.
Next day he was ab!e to wear his newly wasbed clothes for school.No one knew what had taken place,but it showed me that breifs do contain more than boxers when and should an zccident happens.I asked him if his tighty whities cleaned OK in the wash and he said that the jobbbie stains were all gone and had come out in the wash.There was no trace.

Thunder

Foods that Make you Shit Made me Shit
In my previous posts I mentioned about the chicken casserole with lentils , peas, corn, dates, apricots and prunes. Had the casserole last night and got out of bed, sat on the toilet and a large comfortable BM ensued.
Very happy
Thunder

STEPHEN . P
Came home last night after a gym session went straight to bedroom had a wee in the pottie then got into bed.After a few minutes had urge for a BM a few minutes later another urge I realized I had to go a toilet so sat on the JONES RELAX BEDPAN immediatley had a wee then started a NUMBER TOO .
Ten minutes I was done so wiped with four sheets of SHADES KITCHEN TOWEL then put pan under the bed.I woke at six am got out of bed had a wee in the bedroom pottie then picked up the bedpan and took it to bonfire and emptied then washed under the water butt I had an urge to BM so took pan back to kitchen fitted a newspaper liner and placed on floor
I made some tea washed brushed my teeth then sat on the bedpan had a wee then opened my bowels after ten minutes I stood up pulled four sheets from the kitchen roll dispenser and wiped the took pan back to bonfire emptied then washed under the water butt the left to dry

Chris
Lidia - When you pee your pants, is it usually because you were delayed or ignored/put off going to the bathroom until it's too late, or do you not realize you need to go until it's too late? As far as work, I'm not sure why they see it as a "problem". Teach the children that accidents can happen to anyone and when you wet your pants, truthfully let them know why. You can also play it off as a "game" or "competition" (it's amazing what you can teach kids this way), seeing if they can stay dry longer than "Miss Lidia". (As you said, you're probably more likely to pee your pants but they don't need to know that.) Please feel free to share other stories/times you peed your pants, like when you went through school yourself.

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