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I am a very avid walker and walk practically every day. Walking is good for you.
My responses:
I am now a 51 year old man but have been reading this site since I was about 25. I've always been shy about this kind of stuff so I learned a lot here and how similar people are.
I wear colored underwear so I don't know if I leave skidmarks. I switched so that it I did, I would not see them lol.
My last one I'm not sure of because of the reason above.
The reason is likely because of sweat from walking or after sitting a while. I'd like to think I clean properly. Or sometimes it's because I wait to go because I'm scared of public restrooms.
I was a regular bed-wetter as a kid but if I drink alcohol, it could happen.
No to the other questions.
I hope this is helpful.
Annie
Beach day interrupted by my bowels.
As I have mentioned before I have stomach issues, and sometimes there will be weeks where I am very inconsistent. Last week was one of those weeks unfortunately, and my family was on vacation. Saturday rolled around, and I had not had a BM for about 5 days. In the morning my stomach was hurting and felt very full, and I went to the toilet in our hotel room to try to get some relief. I was able to let some gas out, but I wasn't able to do anything else. I gave up after about 10 minutes and decided I would just wait and get ready for the day. After my family was awake we went to the beach, and we were having a good time, until around mid day when my stomach cramps returned. My stomach grumbled quietly, and I started to have sharp pains. At that point I excused myself, and went to find a public restroom. Fortunately there was one nearby, and for a beach restroom it was very clean, there were a lot of stalls probably 8, with about 3 occupied. I went down to the 5th one, and quickly sat down. I relaxed, and let out a few "pffpp" sounding farts, but nothing came out. I could feel a log turtleheading a bit, but it wouldn't come out on it's own so I started pushing. After a few minutes of gentle pushing, I started to lean over and push a little harder. More farts came out, and eventually my log started to move out. I went "uhhhhh" and I was able to push it out about halfway. My stomach cramped up, and the log shot out the rest of the way almost involuntarily. I sat for a minute or two, just resting and listening to the other ladies. There was a woman a stall down who was having diarrhea and groaning. My stomach cramped up again and I let out a soft snake and some gas. After awhile longer the woman to my right left, and a few other ladies who were peeing and washing their hands had also gone. I was alone in the bathroom, and my stomach was still feeling bloated, and grumbling so I leaned over again. "Uhhh" more vvpp farts, and more soft poop came out. At this point my poops weren't liquid, but they were getting very soft, and they would break up a bit when they hit the water. I was farting quite frequently in this phase. I was going "Unhhh" "braappbabapbap" "sploooop". The relief was amazing, and the toilet did not smell good at all. I looked between my legs, and I saw a bunch of small soft logs, it was starting to reach up a bit, so I stood up and flushed. I sat down again, and started rubbing my stomach and breathing. My phone dinged, so I took it out. It was my husband "hey babe you have been gone awhile what's up" I realized I had been gone for 15 minutes at this point. "I'm stuck on the toilet, I haven't gone in a few days so I'll be a bit" I responded. "Ok he said, take your time" I relaxed again, and bent over my thighs. "unhhh PFTT" more soft poop splooped out of me. *sploop sploop sploop. Braappp pfftt splooopp* "unnhh". After a few more minutes of trying to empty my bowels a girl took the stall next to me, and I started to hear peeing. I let out a few more waves of mushy poop and sighed. "Mom is that you" the girl asked, I looked down and recognized my daughters shoes. "Yeah I'm in here I said". She finished peeing and said she wanted me to come back out with her. "I will soon honey, I said I just need to finish pooping, my stomach is a bit upset so I will need awhile." She said ok, washed her hands and left. I started focusing on pushing again, because at this point I just wanted to get off the toilet and go back to my day. After 15 more minutes and several more waves of loose poop I finally started to feel empty. I let out a few more loud farts and crackling loads as I bent over and forced my stomach to expel the rest. As I finished up I texted my husband and told him my stomach makes me so mad sometimes, and I told him I don't care how constipated I am he needs to tell me to sit down, and just go every day, so I don't get backed up. He laughed and said he would try to remind me. After I finished I went back out, and we had a good rest of the day.
Accidental Tourist
re: childhood memories
To Andreas re: childhood memories
I enjoyed reading about the insights you got about the power of your childhood memories. I think you hit on something important. My experience isn't exactly the same as yours but I think there are similarities. Up to around the age of 5, I frequently wet my pants. I would be outside playing and just go, not really caring. They usually weren't full-on wettings where I'd empty a full bladder, but there would be a saucer-sized wet spot on my crotch that was very noticeable. I didn't have poop accidents, only wettings. Eventually I'd go inside and my mother would change my pants. I don't remember her complaining about it but it frustrated my father. I think it had something to do with wanting intimate touch. I was no longer breastfeeding so getting changed was a way to be physically close to her.
This habit went on long enough that I can remember it clearly. Maybe if I'd stopped when I was younger and didn't recall it, it would not have become a fetish.
I was old enough at the age of six to recognize that peeing or pooping my pants wasn't the "right thing to do". I had a wetting accident on the school bus coming home from a field trip to the circus which was very upsetting. I must have needed to pee for some time and then someone said something funny and I laughed and lost control - that was a full on wetting, pee running off the seat onto the floor and my seatmate frantically trying to get out of the way.
But it wasn't long after that that I began to fantasize about accidents and experimenting: moving over on my bed to the side against the wall and peeing enough to make a largish wet spot, then covering it up and waiting for it to dry. When I was in the eighth grade, I pooped in my underwear in the back yard just to see what it felt like. As I got older and learned to do my own laundry, I got more daring. Once my mom caught me with a turd in my pants after school and I admitted that I'd done it on purpose. She said it was probably an act of rebellion, but I never felt that way. It was a combination of the comfy feeling of wet or poopy pants, the fantasy of losing control and returning to childhood when I had no control, and the thrill of keeping it all a secret.
But as you say, definitely tied to feelings of vulnerability and safety.
I also wanted to respond to "skidmarked's" survey:
Are you a man or woman? Man
Age? Over 60
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear? Yes, often
When was your last skid mark? yesterday
What reasons you get skid marks? Mostly it's because I have hemorrhoids so I start bleeding if I wipe myself too much. I have to wait a while until I'm sure the bleeding has stopped, and then finish wiping. Usually I already have a skidmark by then.
Do you call underwear panties? If so why? no
Last time you wet the bed? Roughly 30 years ago; once before that as an adult. I wet the bed a lot up to the age of 5 or so.
Have you ever pooped your pants as an grownup? Yes
If so, when was the last time and why? Last week. I like to do it and I had an opportunity as my wife was away.
Have you ever peed your pants as a grownup? Yes
If so when was the last time and why? Last week. I do so as often as I can get away with it.
Annie
Annoying Diarrhea
Annoying diarrhea incident a few days ago.
Lately my IBS has been causing me to be more constipated, so I have been conscious to eat lots more fiber, and I occasionally take laxatives if I am worried I am getting backed up, unfortunately sometimes this causes me to have sudden diarrhea, which is very annoying. Last night I hadn't gone in a couple days, and we ate Mexican food, my stomach hurt, so I took a laxative. The next morning I woke up and my stomach was on FIRE. I ran to the bathroom, threw my pants down and exploded. It went vvvvppppppbbbttttt, and diarrhea splashed into the bowl so forcefully it stained the back. I groaned and put my head in my hands. After the initial wave I sat on the toilet, with occasional groans, and splashes of diarrhea. I felt nauseous and was burping as well. All of this noise pretty quickly woke my husband up. He came to the door and said, "babe are you ok?" "No" I replied. "My stomach hurts really bad, I'll be in here for awhile". "Ok he said, but I thought you were going to take the kids to school". "I was planning on it I said, but now I'm stuck on the toilet with diarrhea" "ok" he said If you don't feel better pretty soon I'll take them. I said "unnhhh thank you" and blasted the toilet again. I know he didn't mean anything by it, but it was kind of funny to me that he could hear me having awful diarrhea, and burping, and he thought I would still be able to take the kids. All in all that morning I was on the toilet for just less than an hour, with waves of diarrhea. It was extremely painful. There would be minutes where I would be sitting there shaking my leg and moaning, and nothing would come out, and then other some minutes where it was almost non stop, stomach rolling, waves of diarrhea, with an occasional burp just for good measure. I am really glad it's over, and I will say that if anyone on here has IBS they should be careful with laxatives.
Nytecat
Answers to Skidmarked from a walk survey
Are you a man or woman? Dude.
Age? 52.
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear? Yes. Maybe once or twice a month but it can vary wildly. Daily is possible under the "right" conditions.
When was your last skid mark? A week ago. I spent a long time on the toilet at work and I rushed wiping because was eager to return to my desk. The briefs I had on this day weren't anything special so I had no regrets.
What reasons you get skid marks? If I'm hot and sweaty or I'm having soft movements, those things increase the chances of skids forming.
Do you call underwear panties? If so why? Yes as it's the most common American term for women's underwear. I also call certain men's underpants that have no fly, no gusset, and a wider crotch for the equipment panties too because that's what they look like. For the record, I wear them both as well as men's briefs and boxers.
Last time you wet the bed? I want to say about 10 years ago. I had a little too much to drink and I woke up with a small but unmistakable wet patch on my briefs and bedsheets.
Have you ever pooped your pants as a grownup? I've unintentionally pooped in my pants four times as an adult, all within the last 12 years. I've also done it on many other occasions out of convenience or for the heck of it.
If so, when was the last time and why? About two months ago. Workplace changes and stress were getting to me and I had mushy, unpredictable bowels for an extended period. Most of the time it didn't cause any problems. But one day it managed to catch me off guard.
Have you ever peed your pants as a gownup? Yes, sort of.
If so when was the last time and why? It's what, approaching two years now? I went and urinated in the men's room before getting on a train. I was in a hurry and I thought it was all out. But as I walked away from the urinal, the rest trickled out into my underwear and jeans. It was enough to cause a visible wet spot on the front. Not the best way to begin a journey!
Leah
Survey (Skidmarked from a walk)
Hey all, I have a very embarrassing story which I will post soon, for now though is this survey from skidmarked.
Are you a man or woman?
I am a woman
Age?
33
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear?
Sometimes I do
When was your last skid mark?
Last week
What reasons you get skid marks?
My poos have been extremely messy recently, so I put it down to not wiping my bum fully even though I get through like, 50 sheets of paper.
Wet farts could be another reason...
Do you call underwear panties? If so why?
Yes, It depends if I am wearing thongs or panties. It sounds better than pants.
Last time you wet the bed?
Earlier in the year
Have you ever pooped your pants as an grownup?
Yes
If so, when was the last time and why?
A few months ago I think, I was suffering from diarrhea and couldn't get to a loo so I exploded in my shorts
Have you ever peed your pants as a gownup?
Yes
If so when was the last time and why?
Several months ago, I was very drunk one night and I wet the bed without realising, so nothing I would normally do.
Jimmy
To Andreas and Skidmarked
To Andreas:
What percentage of your accidents were actual accidents? I ask because I started having accidents when I turned 8, but they were "accidents" not actual accidents. Even though I'm the oldest of my siblings, I was the last to actually potty train because I was stubborn. Once my youngest brother was toilet trained when I was six, I gave in and started using the toilet for poop but still frequently peed my pants and wore a pull up to bed.
When I turned 8, I really wanted to start pooping my pants again. So I came home from school the day after my birthday party and had my first "accident." A few weeks after that, school got out for the summer and I started shitting my pants every day. I peed in every pair of pants, too. My mom threatened to put me back in pull ups but never went through with it. I ended up being a lifelong pants shitter/pisser until I was 18, and even then I'd have periods where I didn't use the toilet at home.
Your post resonated with me in so many ways, especially the part about laying in bed and thinking about/remembering your accidents. I used to lay in bed and do the same thing after my brothers fell asleep. Sometimes we'd lay in the dark and talk about my messes with each other. I think they were trying to understand why I did it so much. But after they'd fall asleep, I'd think about it to myself and practically tell myself stories about my own day.
My parents and brothers still bring it up from time to time and I don't shy away from it. Like you, I feel a deep connection that I can't explain. One of my nephews has the same issue but luckily my brother and his wife don't punish him because they consider it hereditary.
To Skidmarked:
Are you a man or woman? Man
Age? 33
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear? Yes
When was your last skid mark? I have a pair of white briefs I've been wearing since Friday, and they've been skidmarked since that afternoon.
What reasons you get skid marks? It varies. Sometimes it's because I don't wipe well, or at all. Other times it's because I do it intentionally because I like how it feels to have a fresh poop stain. I always have.
Do you call underwear panties? If so why? Underwear or undies, because I always have.
Last time you wet the bed? I was 24
Have you ever pooped your pants as an grownup? Yes, often.
If so, when was the last time and why? I last pooped my pants about a month ago. I waited too long to get to the bathroom because I was working in the garage. Other times, I did it because I trusted a fart.
Have you ever peed your pants as a grownup? Yes
If so when was the last time and why? I peed in my backyard a couple weeks ago and thought I was finished. When I zipped up, a shot of pee came out and I just let it dry out. Later I had to go again and slowly dribbled it into my pants over the course of a couple hours. This is something I've done my whole life.
Gemma
Jess issues at school
A few weeks later after the room sharing incident Jess had invited me to hang out at the park after school, she was insistent I joined her little group, I was less keen but on the other hand I was apparently untouchable at school now so I agreed. This was all arranged in the morning before school started, just before lunch Jess's tone had changed, apparently the park was off - no reason given. Over lunch break one of her friends dared to ask why she couldn't make it and was told it was none of her business but she had to go straight home and I was coming with her, news to me.
Anyway after lunch break we sat together in science and Jess was asking if it was ok for me to come over hers, I had nothing better to do anyway. Well the final bell rang and we started walking home, Jess seemed quite slow but was chatting, she was saying her mum always keeps asking why she never brings anyone round after school so she thought she would and she could trust me.
We got to her house and the door was locked, mum had gone out and Jess was frantically foraging in her bag for a key - no luck apparently. By this point she was swearing and cursing and then says can she come round mine. I said yes but what about the urgent thing she needed to home for, to which she replied she would it'll wait. Well we got round mine and into the bedroom and Jess unbuttoned her trousers and took her shirt off, she started to gossip about her gang, I generally agreed (I dare not at this stage). After about 20 minutes Jess asked if I could show her where the bathroom was and could I come with her. Anyway we got inside with me thinking she'll have a wee and and leave, well she looked up and down and turned around and hugged me, I knew you would, you're a life saver. She then says do you need a wee because I'm going to be while so you might as well sit on the bath. I had my wee and flushed and she sat down and her wee started.
We sat there chatting and she says now you know why I couldn't go to the park, I'm just so glad your bathroom is clean a suitable, she went on to complain about one of her friends bathroom and why she never has any of them round, suddenly she stops the conversation and stares straight forward and her ???? tenses up, plop.. god I needed that all day she says. She starts talking again, she was moaning this was her first poop in 2 weeks and how one of her friends goes every day at school - how gross is that she says. She then tenses up again and another plop, she'd been on the toilet about an hour by now, she was saying sorry she wasn't much company but she's been holding on all day. Jess lent forward and scrunched her face up, she was holding her breath and shaking, another plop, my mum called and asked if Jess was staying for dinner, I said yes without asking to which Jess mouthed thank you. Jess scrunched her face again and another plop, well 2 actually and she sighed, we'd been there about 2 hours, she started wiping and said that should be enough to get me through until I get home.
Mina
cat hole
Dear Lea,
We don't surprise at all your mistake! 6 inches, that is 15 centimetres. If it is one of us, 30 centimetres (12 inches) is minimum maybe. Our answer to Kate's sorry question is, Yes We Always Sh*t That Much! You and Kate are both very healthy, you defecated very very healthy motion. Perhaps next summer there will be violets and hollyhock grow up from your mierda because mierda is very good fertiliser. You had better to go and see, in 2026. Then tell to this site what you found.
We are really really happy that you had so good defecate both of you. And we are happy to read you again because we were miss you so much.
We have story about Hisae, she did defecate which fill 30 centimetre of cat hole with no trouble. But we tell next time.
Love to everyone. We hope you all have wonderful defecate and wonderful happy life.
Chakamami Family
Lena S.
Huge dumps at Nascar
Hi everyone, it's been a while!
You might remember my friend Katie from one of my older posts, we took an unplanned dump together, and I had to go in a garbage can, it was embarrassing! We're best friends though so talking about the bathroom is definitely not off limits, especially after that experience together. Katie and I went to the Poconos this past Sunday for the Nascar race. We stopped for breakfast sandwiches when we woke up at 5 that morning, and got to the track around 10:30am. The race ended up having a delayed start due to weather, which was fine because it was extra time to tailgate and party. The only bathrooms available were the porta potties in the parking lot, and we had both gone quite a few times to pee, thankfully they were pretty clean. I made burgers on my portable grill, and was switching between vodka and beer as the heat started to roll in.
By around 3:00, lines started to form to get into the grandstands, so we packed up the car and got ready to head in. Katie squatted down to fold the table legs up, and I heard a loud, bubbly, wet sounding fart practically fly out of her jean shorts. "Dude, this isn't good, the lines are so long now and I'm gonna have to poop," she said. My stomach was starting to ache and feel full a little, but beer always makes me very gassy so I didn't think much of it. By the time we started to walk to the stand entrance, Katie was almost doubled over, with both hands on her sides, and I could definitely feel a massive shit brewing. Katie let out a giant wet fart again as we approached the line, she's not very shy but I was surprised she let one rip right near everyone. The line moved decently quick but by the time there were around 5 people in front of us I really started to have to go, and Katie had one hand on her stomach and one on her butt. "I'm so embarrassed, I don't think I can hold it any longer!" she whispered in desperation, and a cloud of her fart smell wafted over us. We both brought a change of clothes, but I'm sure Katie really didn't want to poop her pants in front of everyone. I tagged on my own really ripe fart, and the guy behind us said "damn, that reeks" under his breath. We were in such dire straits to poop but that made us both blush and feel a little proud.
Finally, we were up and two toilets opened up at the same time. We rushed in, and I locked the door and let out a huge fart in my jean shorts, I could feel my poop starting to rush out behind it. I heard Katie rip her shorts down and immediately start pushing out a few wet sounding logs, they splatted one after another into the pit. I got my shorts down and a huge rush of pee came out with another giant fart. Katie responded by ripping a huge fart, and crackling out more loose sounding poop. My stomach started to turn, and I farted again. My butt sealed the hole over the toilet pretty well. I grunted and let out a massive, hot, snake like log, it felt so good and was really crackling loud. It broke off and I moaned with relief, it felt so so good as my gut emptied out. Katie moaned and farted again, it sounded like really mushy poop splashing into the water. We both started wiping around the same time, my butt was super messy and I used a ton of toilet paper, but I threw it to the side in the pit so the next person could see my creation. It stunk to high heaven in there, and was probably close to 100 degrees out by now. Katie came out about 20 seconds after me, and we were both dripping in sweat, but so relieved. The race ended up going off without a hitch once it dried out a little bit.
Thanks for reading, I hope everyone is doing well, happy pooping!
Ethan R
Constipated and going to camp
Hello all! I've been reading this site for a month or so now, and have finally gathered the courage to share. I'm 17 and later today will go to one of my favorite camps(unnamed for privacy.) I'm autistic and have ADHD and this camp is solely for kids and young adults with disabilities. Enough background, moving on!
Whenever I go to camp(or anywhere else really) I often struggle to poop. I think this is because of my younger days when I was too shy to use the bathroom at school(I do virtual school now) and would have accidents quite often. So, in hopes of being able to poop at this week-long sleepaway camp, I'm going to take a cup or two of miralax. If and when I do go, I'll make an update. If any of you all have stories about pooping or peeing at a camp, please share!
Tuesday, June 24, 2025
STEPHEN.P
Today is SundaY .this morning I woke at 9am and had to have a NUMBER TOO so pulled down my pants and sat on the VOLRATH bed pan immedietley had a wee then put my hands on the mattress and pushed had a good poop
which took four minutes.
Wiped with four sheets of SHADES kitchen towel then dressed and went downstairs ,out to the bonfire and emptied the pan,then washed under the water butt,and left to dry.One hour ago I took the pan back to the bedroom and fitted a newspaper lining.
I felt the urge for a BM so sat on the bed pulled down my shorts and pants and sat on the bedpan and done my SUNDAY EVENING NUMBER TOO then wiped with four sheets of SHADES KITCHEN TOWEL.The pan I emptied in the bonfire then lit the bonfire,washe the pan in the water butt and left to dry.
Jimmy
Hide and Seek
I recently posted about the time I pooped in the pool at the aquatic center as a kid. At the time I was eight and having daily incidents with poop and pee, so my parents and little brothers came to expect it from me. A day or two after the pool incident, I was playing hide and seek with my brothers. We lived in a walnut orchard in the Central Valley of California so we played a lot of hide and seek and tag.
My youngest brother Jake was four at the time, and he and I were hiding from our other brother Kyle who was six. We found a spot to hide near dad's barn where he parked all the equipment and kept all the pesticides. We slipped behind it and I felt the urge to take a shit wash over me. I mentioned to Jake that I had to go and he told me to go inside.
I remember telling him, "I don't want to" and then I crapped my pants. As soon as the seat of my tighty whities filled up, piss started flooding down my legs and he took off to tell my mom what I'd done. Kyle found me behind the barn still taking a shit and went inside to tell on me too.
Mom brought me inside and making me soak in the tub, then she sent me back outside in clean britches that I pissed in a few times before we got called in for supper.
Andreas
The significance of childhood memories
I had many poop accidents during my childhood up until I was 10 or so. When it happened, I was changed by a parent, usually my father. I grew very fascinated by the memories of those accidents, and I would think about them as a kind of ritual before falling asleep. Every single night! I am now in my fourties, and sometimes, I still revisit those memories.
(It did eventually become sexual, but it started way earlier, when I was 7 or so.)
I have never spoken to anyone about this fascination. But a few days ago, I decided to tell ChatGPT about it. And before I knew it, I had been chatting with a computer for more than an hour. This topic really does touch on something deep.
What I learned, mainly by figuring it out by myself while writing, was this: The memory of those accidents is me remembering the most vulnerable yet safe moments of my childhood. Poop accidents felt humiliating, but I was never judged or scolded, but taken care of. These memories carry a strong feeling of acceptance and vulnerability. I guess that is why they have always felt so powerful. I have often waited for them to grow fainter and loose importance, but they never did.
Ethan R
Constipated and going to camp
Hello all! I've been reading this site for a month or so now, and have finally gathered the courage to share. I'm 17 and later today will go to one of my favorite camps(unnamed for privacy.) I'm autistic and have ADHD and this camp is solely for kids and young adults with disabilities. Enough background, moving on!
Whenever I go to camp(or anywhere else really) I often struggle to poop. I think this is because of my younger days when I was too shy to use the bathroom at school(I do virtual school now) and would have accidents quite often. So, in hopes of being able to poop at this week-long sleepaway camp, I'm going to take a cup or two of miralax. If and when I do go, I'll make an update. If any of you all have stories about pooping or peeing at a camp, please share!
Mina
Mina is forgetful
Hi Everyone, I forgot to tell you something really wanted to tell you about our last buddy defecate in shopping mall.
Quite long time ago I wrote that we angry to see notice on screen, "You have been here 15 minutes! You have to go out!" But, this message was change. Now it says, "Time spent 15 min+. Please rest and relax if you are not feeling well." Mina took photo. It is nice message. We were all feeling well tho' not perfect because our bottoms still saying, "we are still full!" Kanon was not feeling well maybe. We are happy this change. We rested and relaxed. Like many people in this site say, "Defecate as long time as you like!"
We hope everybody have wonderful defecate take time which they want.
Love to Everyone.
Chakamami Family
Mina
unsympathetic boss
Dear Emma2,
We all hope that one day your boss will understand that our bottoms, and yonis or lingams, don't always listen to us. They do things their own way, and force their content out of us even we are not ready, sometimes. We think it is criminal to stop people going to toilet when they are really need to go. You were quite right to go when you need, with not listening your boss. And we were happy to know you had great relief when you released your enormous defecate. We hope your boss has sudden attack of diarrhoea during work one day. then she will understand how you feel.
We are lucky with our bosses, they are kind and they never talk about "break time". They trust us to work hard when we are not defecating. So we work hard to make them happy about their trust. Mina's boss is very very kind. So Mina work hard for her (and Mari too). Top boss in company Maho and Kazuko work said to lower bosses, always allow workers go to loo when they need, so long as it don't create a disaster in office when they go.
We are keeping crossed our fingers for you.
Love to everyone.
Chakamami Family
LEA
Sharing a cathole again
So a couple of years ago I posted a story about sharing a cathole with my friend Rachel. I thought it was funny so why not repeat it? I met a new girl at my gym called Kate. Kate is new in town & willing to make new friends. When I told her that I like backcountry camping she got very exited & asked if she could come along next time I go. I said sure I will organize a trip. So I organized a trip by myself for the first time!
So on a weekend we drove to the trail head. We stopped at a rest stop on the way to get some drinks. We both got coffees & fresh water. I said let's use the restroom while we're at it & Kate said good idea! We took two stalls next to each other. We both peed a lot & I farted! I decided to push to see if I could poop & I managed to pass some pebbles. Kate asked uh oh this coffee is working on you right & I answered yes but it seems that I'm a little constipated. I asked her what about you isn't the coffee working? She answered no it's weird I missed my usual morning BM this morning because I had to rush! Then we wiped & washed our hands & left.
We parked at the trail head & I asked Kate do you want to use the outhouse before we leave & she said hell no it looks disgusting! So we started hiking with our gear. She is a very fast hiker so we had a good workout. We stopped for lunch & I said before we eat I need to pee can you please stand watch for me? Kate said sure & she stood by my side as I peed. I could not contain a fart so I said sorry Kate. When I was done I asked her do you have to go as well & she said actually yes & she squatted down & peed while I stood watch for her. She peed a lot because she hydrated well! I commented lol you're peeing a river & she giggled yes I really had to go as well.
We had some snacks for lunch & I was thinking that Kate must be feeling quite full if she hadn't had a shit that day. At least I felt very full. We hiked during the afternoon as well & I farted many times & I was sure Kate did as well because I smelled it. We arrived at a nice camping spot in the late afternoon & we set camp. It was not a camp site so there were no amenities! I said Kate it is tradition to define a bathroom spot so what about behind this big rock? Kate said that's a great idea & I go for a pee right away! I said don't flood the place & she laughed! Then we had a big pasta dinner b/c we were starving.
We were very tired so we decided to go to sleep right away. We brushed our teeth & then went for a last pee together. While I was squatting I felt that I was due for a big poop but it was not ready yet. Then we went to sleep.
I woke up early in the morning & I needed to go to the bathroom for both things! So I got dressed & went behind the rock. I peed & farted immediately but I decided to hold my poop for later. I barely managed to hold it! Then I went back to the tent & made coffee but I didn't drink it b/c it would cause me having an accident right away! Then Kate woke up. I said gm do you want some coffee & she said gm yes please!
Not even one minute late Kate said this coffee is hitting me like a wall of bricks. I said do you know how to dig a cathole & she said no so I said don't worry I'll show you because I have to go too. So we went behind the rock & I started digging a hole but it took ages b/c the soil was so hard. She asked are you nearly done because I really have to go & I said soon & it should be 6 inches deep. But I saw her squirming so I gave up & said it's okay you can use that one so she pulled down her pants & squatted over it immediately. She wasted no time & started peeing & farting & shitting immediately. She was facing away from me but she was still cute with her two blonde French braids. Her poop was growing & then it touched the bottom of the hole. Kate said you were right the hole needs to be deep! I said yes for sure but that's crazy! Her poop broke off but she started passing more logs & they were getting smoother & smoother. Her poop was so big that it made her pant & grunt lightly. I said OMG Kate I can't believe you're still going & she answered lol these Clif bars are doing quite a number on me! Seeing her shit only made me want to go more but there was no way to dig another cathole in time.
I asked Kate are you nearly done b/c I'm about to mess my pants & she said aren't you digging a cathole for yourself & I said no there's no time for that! She grunted gently one more time & said OK I think I'm done & she moved over. I squatted over the cathole that was already almost filled! My shit felt so good coming out because I held it for so long. Kate was done wiping & became self-conscious & said OMG I can't believe you just saw me having a huge shit so I answered well you're seeing me shit right now so I guess we're even. She said I'm sorry to ask but do you always shit that much? I answered lol no but I was a little backed up yesterday so there is more today. I also felt a bit self-conscious because Kate could see me being stretched open by a huge shit! I said sorry you have to witness that & I grunted lightly & she answered no big deal I know how this feels.
Then I was done & wiped & the cathole was more than filled! I commented well that's too bad but there's no way to cover that & Kate laughed. We had made massive heap! We returned to the tent.
We had breakfast & it was good. Then we packed up our stuff & got ready to hike back. Before leaving we decided to have a last pee. We went behind the rock. Our poop mound was now covered in flies! We giggled. We squatted side by side & started peeing. Kate farted & then some soft poop oozed out of her! She said oops I didn't expect that! I laughed & said dang girl how come there's anything left in you & she said I didn't know I had to go more but I always go after breakfast! I said the squatting position surely helps & she answered it slipped right out! We wiped & then we left.
We got back to the trail head & we had to pee again after the hike. We went to the outhouse but it was very stinky! I said no way I'm getting in I'd rather go behind the outhouse & Kate said I agree. So we squatted side by side & had another pee on the dusty soil. Then we drove home.
Skidmarked from a walk
questions
Are you a man or woman?
Age?
Do you ever get skid marks on your underwear?
When was your last skid mark?
What reasons you get skid marks?
Do you call underwear panties? If so why?
Last time you wet the bed?
Have you ever pooped your pants as an grownup?
If so, when was the last time and why?
Have you ever peed your pants as a gownup?
If so when was the last time and why?
Gemma
Stay with Jess continued
As I run out of time in my last post I'll continue here.
I was lying on the bed while Jess was in the bathroom, half an hour had passed of total silence, I never really thought anything of it as it takes me ages when I finally go. Jess then calls out asking if I'm asleep to which I replied and a missive sigh from Jess and the toilet flushes and she comes out. She lies on her bed and moans she couldn't go.
Well I had a stomach ache so I asked Jess if she'd finished using the bathroom for a while and minded if I used it. She was like go ahead so I got in there and did my pre poop wee and then sat pushing trying to be as quiet as possible. Well after about 20 minutes my first pebble dropped and I couldn't help but sigh, while I was catching my breath Jess suddenly asks if I'm ok, I said yes and she was like how long are you going to be, I replied sorry about another hour or so. Jess was suddenly full of herself again and was asking if this was normal for me. After another 20 minutes my next pebble was ready to come out so I give another push and plop into the toilet. Jess asked if I could take a break so she could try again, I wiped and opened the door, Jess came in and as I was about to leave her face changed and said are you done? I said no but I was giving you privacy, Jess was like no need, I only don't like anyone knowing how long it takes and what happens when I go but you seem to have the same issues as me so not overly worried.
Jess sat down and her stomach was so big and bloated, well she shut her eyes and tensed her whole body, her face went bright red, she gasped and then the tiniest pebble plopped and her whole body sighed. She was breathless but whispered sorry Gemma you won't tell anyone will you. With that the cycle started again after a few minutes break. After she'd done that she got up and said you can finish now as I've done enough to relieve my stomach and I'll continue once your finished to which I said it'll take me few hours, are you sure you'll be ok or take turns.. she was up for taking turns and started to crouch down with her stomach tensed, while I pushed mine out. It took us all night but we both felt so much better for it. Jess thanked me as she was panicking how she was going to have a poo as her stomach was agony. Suddenly in Jesse's eyes I was her best friend.
Thunder
Sweet Blessed Relief
Toilet stool readers this story may sound boring but it was not to me . My occupational therapist has encouraged me to carry my portable bidet and today I had it in my office bad concealed in a brown paper shopping bag . I could not manage a poo this morning……. Not enough energy to push ! I went to a client and started work and after a while the urge arose. I got my brown paper bag ( and bidet within) and went to one of the unisex toilets . There was a foot stool so I put it by the toilet to place my feet on , which I did . I removed my trousers and Depends and sat bare bum on the toilet seat . Out it came …. A great volume of soft poo! Oh what a blessed sweet relief ! I finished up with my portable bidet .
STEPHEN.P
Back from the gym last night made some tea to tired to drink the full mug went to bed.Had a wee during night in bedroom pottie .phone alarm woke me had a wee then went downstairs to kitchen.
I made two mugs of tea ,sat in chair to drink then had to have a NUMBER TOO so went to the campervan sat on the ADVENTURIDGE pottie and had a good crapp it was most enjoyable with the sun shining through the windows
Blamer
Blamed my bestie, oops
For as long as I can remember, I've produced very large and dense logs, especially for a girl. They're usually about 2" wide. Well, in college most of us had to live in older houses with bad plumbing. My best friend and I shared one of the bathrooms. She's one of those people with a high metabolism who can poop more than her small size makes you think.
Well finally, as much as I tried to avoid pooping in that bathroom and use the more powerful campus toilets instead, the urge hit while I was at home. It was a typical big log that I knew might not flush. My logs are usually too dense to "pinch" so that doesn't work.
I crossed my fingers and tried to flush. It appeared to go down surprisingly, but then the flush fizzled out. It was partly clogged. But the bowl looked empty if you didn't try to flush, and I had class or something, so I just left it.
That night I came home to my bestie and our other friend messing with the toilet in a panic. Apparently my bestie had pooped in that toilet while I was gone and thought she had completely clogged it. Our other friend knew how to unclog them and she had called this friend for help.
It was clear that, while large, her poop had not been the only source of the clog. But I played dumb and let them figure out how to unclog it.
To this day I have never told her I was the culprit, and we still laugh about how she must have taken a mega dump that day.
Sunday, June 22, 2025
STEPHEN.P
Today is SundaY .this morning I woke at 9am and had to have a NUMBER TOO so pulled down my pants and sat on the VOLRATH bed pan immedietley had a wee then put my hands on the mattress and pushed had a good poop
which took four minutes.
Wiped with four sheets of SHADES kitchen towel then dressed and went downstairs ,out to the bonfire and emptied the pan,then washed under the water butt,and left to dry.One hour ago I took the pan back to the bedroom and fitted a newspaper lining.
I felt the urge for a BM so sat on the bed pulled down my shorts and pants and sat on the bedpan and done my SUNDAY EVENING NUMBER TOO then wiped with four sheets of SHADES KITCHEN TOWEL.The pan I emptied in the bonfire then lit the bonfire,washe the pan in the water butt and left to dry.
Taylor
Reply to Elvia
I've seen a similar problem but from the other side. Mom went to the bathroom with her daughter, let her daughter go first and then they switched places. Daughter decided she didn't want to be in the toilet anymore and left the stall with Mom still on the pot!
Nytecat
Regarding ADHD and autism.
Hi Denise! I'm glad to see that you're in much better spirits now. During your earlier post where you described your latest accident, you seemed very distraught. I never saw that tone in any of your other entries. Despite your willingness to share your prior history, you were reluctant to tell about this newest episode. It sounds like you're making progress now. No matter what, don't let it define who you are. In the big scheme of things, bathroom accidents are trivial. I don't know why we're indoctrinated to think it's the end of the world when they occur.
A number of recent participants have talked about having ADHD or autism and how it affects their ability to make it to the toilet on time. At 52, I've never had a formal diagnosis of either. But I do share some of the traits associated with these conditions. Does it impact my ability to avoid bathroom accidents? Other than a delayed "mastery" of timely bathroom trips, I don't believe so. And while I've unintentionally pooped my pants a few times as a grown up, none of them seem to be due to being hyper focused, out of touch with my body, or overstimulated the way many of these accounts describe.
As I've said in previous posts, I struggled for a few years after I was potty trained. But somewhere between my sixth and seventh birthday, I went from being accident prone to essentially accident free. During that time, I broke my left leg and I had a cast out on which went from my foot to the top of my thigh. I thought for sure that would lead me to load my white Carter's boys' briefs even more often than I already did. Instead, I somehow pulled through the entire two months accident free. I continued to do well after the cast was taken off. Maybe I simply outgrew my problem. The only exception came as a 9 year old in third grade. I had a bad stretch with three accidents during and right after a bout with norovirus. Mom assured me those weren't my fault. I agree. As anyone who experienced it firsthand or reads these pages knows, it's very easy to be taken short when we're sick.
Still, I have my limitations. A lot of posts here describe being able to hold back a need to poop for many hours and even days. I've never been able to do that. When the first urge to do number 2 is felt, I can usually fight it off twice. The feeling diminishes for maybe 20 to 40 minutes each time and then returns. But the third time I try to resist, my stomach growls angrily in protest and I know my time is short. Altogether, excluding false alarms, I estimate that I can hold a "healthy" poop for two hours. Maybe a little more. But if my bowels are unsettled, there can be much less time to work with.
There is some good news. I don't know if my brain is doing something right or if I'm just very lucky. But generally when the need for a poo arises, I'm at home, work, or another setting like a shopping mall where toilets aren't hard to access. If I'm in a car, plane, or train, I hardly ever need to do more than urinate. I have had to poop a handful of times on coast to coast flights and Amtrak rides lasting 5 hours or more. It's like I enter a kind of travel mode and the need to use the lavatory is delayed. Sometimes even my bladder can last longer. However, there was a time I tried to catch a commuter train that didn't have toilets onboard. Due to the ticket vending machine not accepting my card, I wasn't able to get on. This was a blessing in disguise because about 10 minutes later, my stomach started doing flip flops and I knew I was in big trouble. I raced to the nearest Union Station men's room, entered the cubicle, slammed the door shut, pulled my jeans and briefs out of the way, and sat down. I exploded into that poor toilet with barely a second to spare, whew!
Thunder
Mina & Kazu regularity
I started the day with a big soft poo and it is now early afternoon and I had another poo at work. I have a bidet at home and a portable (hand held ) bidet at work which I conceal in my coat.
On the subject of how many times one should poo...I was talking to a youngish lady who said she never had a BM at work. She said the upon waking up she has a large glass of warm water and sits on the toilet and that is it for the day...she goes once a day and that is it.
As for me I can go a few days without a BM and then have four or sometimes (rarely)five BM's in a day.
Once I went away hand had been very constipated for a long time. I arrived late morning...had a big lunch of salads etc , did an exercise class, had a walk and felt very relaxed. I had a big high fiber tea of vegetables etc and a bit later sat on the toilet and with a lot of effort and straining produced a very big motion. From that time (the next day ) I did 9 motions within 24 hours. They were all large or almost large and they were reasonably firm. I felt so much better.
Mina & Kazu....have as many BM's as you need .
I note you are all going to have a colonoscopy and you saw my previous post about the reluctance to perform a colonoscopy. What is recommended is a stool sample to check for blood. Also a list of questions about bowel issues....abdominal pain...passing mucous...unintentional weight loss....unusual tiredness is taken to account by the doctors.
Keep us updated !
Thanks Mina & Kazu
Thunder
Thunder
Poop in the News
There is a murder trial right at the moment where the defendant , Erin Patterson ( a 50 year old female) is accused of feeding her guest she entertained to lunch with poisonous mushrooms.
There were four persons including herself at the lunch.
Three died and had violent diarrhoea after eating the mushrooms and eventually had organ failure and died a few weeks later. One guest survived but spent week in hospital.
Ms Patterson did not die but reported diarrhoea in detail.
The prosecutors assert that Ms Patterson did not eat the poisonous mushrooms but rather non - poisonous mushrooms.
Toilet stool readers might like to google up this case as it is full of poop stories...if the jury thinks they are stories she might e found guilty...if they think they are not stories but the truth she might be found not guilty.
Monday, June 16, 2025
STEPHEN.P
Drove home yesterday after a day at a car show had some tea fell asleep in the chair .Woke went up to bedroom sat on THETFORD 245 POTTIE and pooped then got into bed.Had a wee several times during night using the wee pottie THETFORD ELEGANCE.
Woke at six am and sat on bed pan and done a NUMBER TOO it was a large load and felt really good then wiped with four sheets of SHADES KITCHEN TOWEL
Taylor
Nature's toilet
I was spectating at an event this weekend and it was very hot so it was important to take in plenty of fluids. We had a break which gave us a chance to buy snacks, drinks etc and when we returned I was stood next to some parents and their young daughter. She had a bottle of drink with her and her mother told her "Don't drink it too quickly. Make it last or else you'll need a wee and we won't be able to get this place back"
She didn't listen and pretty much every time I looked to my right I could see her drinking, the bottle getting more and more empty. Sure enough about an hour later I heard her say "Mummy, I need a wee" and she was encouraged to wait a little longer. There was only 20 minutes or so until the end of the event. About five minutes later she said "Mummy... I can't wait any longer" Her mother said to her husband "I'm just going to take Katie, can you hold our place?" and took her into the trees lining the route behind us. She didn't have a huge amount of privacy but needs must I suppose. The toilets were at least 10 minutes away but they returned after two or so.
Elvia
Another mom's awkward moment.
I saw this during a gathering at a friends house recently. A woman went into the bathroom without her kids, which any parent will know can be a major crime! Her kids realized where she was and gathered outside the door. She had to stand up with her pants down and open it for them to come in. Some other friends and me had a laugh about it.
I've been in that situation too. Although luckily in my case the toilet was close enough to the door I didn't have to stand up to open it.
Can anyone else relate?
Bianca
A Shame
Dear Emma2. Sorry your supervisor is unsympathetic about your poop issue. I would leave for another job if that was me! With my diarrhea problem, I sometimes fear getting employed. Hopefully, you can make that person watching understand.
Leah
Reply to emma two:
I love your story although I wouldn't be able to work in a place with such strict loo breaks, is it always like this? I'm glad you were able to relieve yourself, you must have gone back to work in a good mood after that!.
I'm just laying in bed, I got awoken by a killer stomach ache and I'm worried I might have an accident and I don't want to wake my parter if I have diarrhoea, my stomach is so noisy too and full of pressure.
Mina
Defecate twice in one day
Hi Everyone. We hope you are fine very much.
Both Mina and Kazu had big surprise on Tuesday. We sleep together this week in Beige flat so on weekday, we do defecate in loo in same flat while Maho and Hisae do in other flat. Otherwise it take time too much, even we have to go to office.
On Tuesday Kazu sat on loo first while Mina doing makeup. Mina can see Kazu in mirror, Kazu open legs so Mina can see her brown logs move downwards direction. Many logs at once and quite soft so really it was one long soft log break up many pieces. "Kazu I love you." Few minutes later, Kazu open legs again so Mina look and more long soft logs drop into loo, then two short ones. Kazu stood up and turned away so Mina went to her and flushed. then Kazu sat down again. Mina gave to her kiss and then went back to makeup.
Again Kazu opened legs, and again many soft logs into loo. She was doing more than usual even her usual is always huge! Mina stop makeup and squat next Kazu, squeeze hand. Kazu kiss to her and then push, more logs in loo. Wow! "Big ones is finish" Kazu said, but she was on loo more minutes to do shi-agé, it means finish up, some little pieces. Then she washed her bottom and stood up. Mina sat on loo and started defecate with drying Kazu's beautiful bottom. Lucky thing was, Mina didn't put on lipstick yet, so Kazu turned to her and gave to her long kiss in mouth.
Then Kazu started makeup, with looking in mirror to see Mina's defecate, Mina was also many soft logs, so after 5 minutes she stood up. Kazu looked in loo and then flushed, but one log still in loo. Mina said "After I do more is OK, no need to flush now" so Kazu went back to make up and Mina stayed on loo, splat splat splat many many.
"Minappé you have done wonderful motion." Mina also think so. Kazu dried her and then we met Hisae and Maho outside flats and went work together, whisper I LOVE You in lift of block of flats.
That is not surprise so much. But about eleven o'clock, Mina suddenly felt strong pressure her intestine. Fortunately work was not busy so much that morning. Mina said to boss with eyes, "I need loo long time" and boss answered with eyes "Of course you can go, take your time, produce lots mierda" so Mina look at Mari, Mari smiled to Mina, Mina went to ladies room of office and bared bottom and sat on loo again.
Mina thought, after so huge defecate in early morning, maybe not so much now. But in fact, Mina had to stay on loo more than ten minutes again, because log after log after log drop out, splash splash splash and again and again, then after pause more, then after pause more.... Why Mina able to produce so much of mierda in same day?? But Mina feeling very comfortable. Kind boss said no hurry so Mina stayed on loo and relaxed while brown mushy continue to rush out from her bottom very huge volume. It was not a diarrhoea. A bit soft but not so soft. Same with earlier defecate. Finally Mina felt empty so washed and dried and went back to desk. Boss and Mari smiled to her.
Of course, when we go to lunch together, Mina told Mari about her defecate, but Mari only said, "Why you are surprise? I often do that size two or three times in a day." And it is true. Both Mina and Mari seem that we digest food very quickly. Mina knows that Mari's defecate usually huge, but she sits on loo for defecate more oftener than Mina. In fact on Tuesday too, Mari defecated after her lunch for ten minutes and two flushes, but Mina only did wee because Mina was empty!
And then in evening, Mina told crushes that she did two huge motions in one day like she wrote now. Kazu said, "Me too! I did after a lunch, and it was huge again and I was on loo more than ten minutes. I wonder why I produce so huge mierda again after produce so much mierda here in morning. But you too Minappé!" We did high five. (Later, in the bed... Mina decide she don't finish this sentence here.)
Next month Mina and Kazu will go to hospital for colonoscopy. We do every year, and Maho and Hisae too. We have to drink horrible medicine all morning and go to loo many times. Then Doctor put instruments into our bottom in afternoon. Hospital is nice, they give us three beds and two toilets, so Mina and Kazu go together, share same toilet (not at a same time, we take turns) so patient in third bed can use other toilet.
Both Mina and Kazu did two huge motions on Tuesday but they were not a diarrhoea. So we felt good after!! But it was surprise, two huge defecates on same day. A little bit shock.
We hope everyone have good time on loo and everywhere. We love to read stories of everyone and Mina enjoy to translate.
Lots love from all of us.
Chakamami Family
Thunder
Stinking up Toilet & other Things
It was a few years I went to my therapist for a poo.
The toilet is outdoor and has no windows, fans and is rather small.
Anyways my therapist needed a poo first which was solid. I then took the toilet and had a big sloppy motion. I finished and was wiped and then we opened to door to leave and there was another customer waiting to go in.....rather funny because he would have been hit by the stink that could only escape by an opened door.
I had my continence assessment ( by phone) this week...very, very expensive.....did not show anything new. The continence nurse thinks I should have a colonoscopy but my own GP and the gastro doctor thinks not.
the constipation and continence issues are due to my neuro problems and I do not have any other relevant symptoms. I think my problems are all neuro too.
More next time
Thunder
Saturday, June 14, 2025
STEPHEN . P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
Yesterday afternoon I drove to a carp lake too look at to decide if I would like to fish.The traffic was slow ,had to stop for a wee so used the ADVENTURIDGE porta pottie ,I arrived at the lake had another wee in the pottie .I viewed the lake for several hours then returned to the van
had a wee ,had some food then sat on pottie for five minutes in case I could poo.
I walked back to the lake spoke to the owner then stayed until darkness then back to the van undressed sat on pottie ,just a wee.this morning I woke at five o clock sat on pottie this time a long slow wee then done a NUMBER TOO.I reached forward pulled off 3 sheets of toilet paper and wiped then another 3 and wiped I stood up ,in the bowl was a coil of semi formed stool instead of my usual mushy poo,this was probably due to my having sat down most of the day.
I walked around the lake again , returned to the van made a cup of tea
and sat on pottie to drink I had a dribble of wee then put pottie into locker and drove home.upon arrival pulled pottie from locker had a wee emptied pottie then into house for breakfast.
I really enjoy pooping in the pottie I can feel my bowels working as the seat hight is thirteen inches and my knees are level with my chest.
There are excellent toilets at the lake standard height sixteen inches if I had used these I would not had a feeling of satisfaction of a good crapp
Annie
Chaperoning
This is a story from last week. I was very constipated for most of the week. On Friday my kids had a lock-in in the school gymnasium. My stomach was bloated and I felt bad for most of the day, but I was busy and didn't think about it too much. Around 11 pm most of the kids were asleep, and my stomach started churning, like I needed to P O O P. There were several adults on shift at a time luckily so I said I'd be back in a while and headed to the restrooms. When I walked in I heard a shower running, but at this point I didn't care. I pulled my pants down to my knees, because those school floors are dirty and sat down as fast as I could. My stomach was roiling but nothing came out. I leaned forward and some gas came out. "Vvvppp psshhh". "Mmmm" "Mmhmmm" I was pushing hard but trying to keep my grunts soft so as to be polite. "Vvppppp, mmmhmm" eventually I pushed really hard and a quick "Brap" came out. At this point my stomach really hurt, nothing but some gas had came out and I started to get chills and feel nauseous. I was staying quiet but my leg was bouncing up and down like crazy and I kept going "mmmmhmm" as I strained and then sighing after nothing came. I heard the shower turn off and flip flops started coming over to the sinks. "Annie is that you" I heard a voice we will call her Michele ask "yeah, I said I'm in here, I finally got a second to step away" "I know how you feel I've been running around all day" she replied. At this point another cramp hit me and I burped loudly, "excuse me" I said. She laughed and said don't worry. I felt comfortable with Michele so I started pushing again and then another vvvvpp fart came out, and FINALLY I started to feel a log turtle. "Mmmhmm" I leaned forward again and started pushing steadily. Michele walked over to the stall next to me sat down and suddenly blasted her toilet "braapp". "I've had to poop since midday" she exclaimed! "I havent, uhhhh, gone all week, I replied" I heard a splooop. As her log hit the water and the toilet paper started rolling. At this point a plop came from my stall as well, but it was just the tail end coming out, the rest immediately went back up. "I'm about to get back out there are you almost done" she asked. "Ha, nooooo I responded, I'll be awhile" as I said that I cramped up and I was able to push and get a few farts and pebbles out. "I'll wait with you a bit" Michelle offered. "You really don't have to" I responded. I'll be in here a good while and probably be sounding disgusting. "It's ok I don't mind" she said normally I would hate the lack of privacy but she was a good friend so I really didn't care. We talked about the plan for tomorrow all the while I would pass some more pebbles and make "vvvpp" or "pshh" sounds. After about 5 minutes my larger log started to come back i pushed hard and it started to crackle out. "Mmmhhmm" "you good?" She laughed "yeaahhh" I responded it's just taking a lot out of me. She said "I know how you feel when I was pregnant id get constipated all the time. My log splooped into the toilet and after that my poop got softer. I wasn't having diarrhea fortunately but I'd get cramps, and push out a thin snake and some gas. I started shaking my leg up and down again and pushing more out. Michele didn't seem to care at all and just kept talking about a trip her and her husband were going to take. It was nice to have company but a bit awkward, because I would be talking and then "Mmhmmm sploop I totally know what you mean" after about 20 minutes total it started to speed up. "Mmhhmm braappp sploop sploop sploop." My stomach cramps were easing up as well thankfully. "Mmmm splooop blip blip blip" at this point one of the other women came in and said "is this where we come to get away from the men", "no" Michele said we just had to sh*t bad". I laughed and let out a few more plops. My stomach cramp was finally receding. I let out a few more wipes and then flushed, even after the courtesy flush there was a lot of brown in my toilet, it had piled up a bit. I flushed again and left with Michele. I thanked her for hanging out with me, I think I'm finally getting why some women go to the bathroom in groups!
Jimmy
Pooped in the Pool
This happened in the 1990s and I just thought about it. My mom used to take me and my brothers to an indoor pool when we were kids. It was a large aquatic center with two Olympic sized pools. When I turned 8, I started having poop accidents on a pretty regular basis. When school let out for the summer, I crapped my pants every day.
One day mom took us swimming and I started having gas pains in the car on the way to the aquatic center. I managed to hang on for a while but at some point I swam to a crowded corner and dropped a brown bomb. Then I swam to the other end of the pool unnoticed. I remember feeling my stomach cramping while they were evacuating the pool. I was planning to take a shit in the other pool, but my mom suspected it was me and said it was time to go. We changed into our dry clothes in the locker room, and I shit my pants in the car on the way home.
Emma two
Desperate during a phone call
I really had to poo during a long phone call with a customer at work this morning. I couldn't get off the phone for over an hour and by the end of the call I was desperate for relief. As soon as I put the phone down it rang again and I was tempted to ignore it and go to the toilet but my supervisor was watching me and I knew I had to answer it. It was another customer making an enquiry about his contract and I prayed it would be a quick call because I was about to poo myself. Luckily the call lasted for only ten minutes but even that was too long for my aching bowels to handle. I put the phone down and stood up to leave the office when my supervisor asked me where I was going as break time wasn't for another three quarters of an hour. I felt my face burning red as I told her I was going to the toilet as I was desperate and she told me I wasn't a baby and she was sure I could wait until break time. I sat down and clenched tightly trying my best not to poo myself but it was hard work. My supervisor must have read my body language because she told me not to be so dramatic about it and she knew I couldn't be that desperate. Well I was and I was seconds away from doing it in my knickers. I felt it pushing hard against my clenched bottom with only the fact that I was sitting down preventing it from forcing it's way out into my knickers. I was in pain and I de to just get up and go to the toilet not caring what my supervisor said. I speed walked out of the office and headed to the toilets at the end of the corridor holding my bottom knowing my supervisor would be annoyed with me but I didn't care any more. All I cared about was making it the toilet without shitting myself. Sorry for the bad language. I made it to the toilet just in time and locked myself in a cubicle pulled my knickers and leggings down together and threw myself onto the toilet and relaxed. It was the most amazing relief I'd ever felt as I peed and pood into the poor unsuspecting toilet. Man it felt so good. So good I even... Well I won't go into that as this isn't the site for that.
Mina
Our buddy defecate at the shopping mall for the last time
Hi Everybody, we hope you are all very fine. Rainy season in Japan now. Lots water everywhere.
Few Saturdays ago, we decided to go to shopping mall for our morning defecate. If we go early in the morning, loo room is not crowded, because many cubicles, and not many people especially week-ends. Some people in this site said that it is a fun to go to shopping mall for defecate, and we thought that too, but now we change our minds, it's a fun for some people but not a fun for us.
We went after a breakfast (huge breakfast as always). Ladies room was empty when we enter. So we took last four cubicles on left side. Maho near wall, then Hisae, then Mina, then Kazuko.
We bared bottom and sat down. Soon noisy orchestra of sounds from four cubicles, buuu and crackle and plop and splat, we are having good time. After about one minute some other women entered ladies room and sat down on loos, mostly week, one or two defectaes but they ere quite quick. Until....
When we had been sitting about 3 minutes with busy bottoms, three girls appeared with big noise of chatter. Two of them entered cubicles opposite to us and the other one entered next to Kazuko. The two girls of opposite finished soon, only wee, but Kazu's neighbour stayed longer, so her friends came to door of her cubicle.
"Kanon (change name), are you doing poo?"
"Yes"
"OK, we go out, text us when you finish"
"OK"
While Kanon speaking, her bottom busy with lots noise, so one girl said "kikoeru", it is mean "we can hear you."
Four other bottoms also busy with lots noise. Mina was busy most. Why she doing so much mierda, she wonder. Texts came to her from 3 crushes; "Minappé you are doing very very lots, are you OK?"
"I'm OK, but my bottom very full"
Plop Plop Splat Splat Bururururu Splat splat and more and more, but others same, not so much as Mina however. But still lots. Very large heavy plop from Maho's cubicle maybe every 2 minutes. That is Maho's usual style. After about 6 or 7 minutes we did courtesy flush. Then we sat down again and more plops and splats and various noise. Funny thing was, immediately after our courtesy flush, Kanon also did courtesy flush, then she sat down again and at once began to deliver large number of heavy plops to her loo. Kazuko could hear her very well. But we know, there are many people who do very huge defecate take super long time, it is not us only.
About one minute after Kanon's courtesy flush, her friends came into room.
"Kanon, you still doing??"
"Yes..." in strain voice. And plop at that time.
"Take your time." Friends went out.
After about 13 minutes altogether, we four start to give little pieces to our loos, except Mina, she still giving big pieces. And Mina gave second courtesy flush to her loo because loo was full very much. (Mina typing this post so she know very well what was happening under her bottom.)
Then after about 17 minutes we all finish and washed our bottoms and wiped. And Kanon also finished, but she flushed three times. While we washing hands, Kanon came out from her cubicle. She was very young girl! About age 12 maybe. Very very cute girl. Pretty face, lovely long black hair, and super cute bottom!
And her friends came in again that time. "Kanon you were in loo very long time!!"
They say that in front of four other women who are strangers for them. How nonchalant they are! But Kanon seemed that she didn't care. She answered, "I was long time because very very very lots came out from my bottom!"
"How many you did?"
"Maybe about 15 big ones and lots more little ones"
That is about same with us, though Maho was more like eight huge ones, much bigger size than her crushes, plus little ones.
Kanon is also very nonchalant.
But actually we not listening so much to Kanon. Because we had other thoughts. When we were sh**ting, we were thinking, we want to be close to crushes... Every time we heard Maho's huge PLOP, our hearts growl, "I love Maho"... We constantly thinking, love love love love love love... And later, Maho said to Mina, "I wanted so much to see all that mierda pour out from your beautiful bottom..." We all thinking that. Not only Mina's bottom but Maho's bottom and Hisae's bottom and Kazuko's bottom. Our hearts burn and burn with a furious love. Temperature of ladies room in shopping mall is very very high because of us four.
This is why we don't want to do our buddy defecate in shopping mall any more. When we washing hands, we all thinking same thing. We are desperate to go back to green flat and tatami room. So we all rushed back to green flat, entered tatami room high speed, made love there, sweated lots so took shower, then back to shopping mall for our food shopping.
We will never do buddy defecate in shopping mall again. Home is best. We can dry a bottom of all crushes after our defecate, and we can have warm time in tatami room after. That is best for us. And weather is humid very much now. So birthday suit is comfortable for defecate, but in shopping mall we can't be birthday suit.
But actually we enjoyed last buddy defecate in shopping mall. It was good time, producing enormous mierda again and again and again with listening to our crushes do same thing. We enjoyed, but it is last time. Next time Mina will tell you different story.
We hope that everyone is very fine and can relax on loo with good feeling every time you need to do. We are so happy to read stories of everyone. Princess Toadstool Peach, please be careful when you put down feet. But we are happy to know you were comfy in long grass to do enormous mierda. We hope nobody put their feet in your huge brown watermelon.
Lots of love to everyone, and big online kisses from four bad Asian women.
Chakamami Family
Mina
Sorry big misprint
Sorry everyone, we found big misprint. It say, "mostly week, one or two defectaes but they ere quite quick" Correct sentence is, "mostly wee, one or two defecates but they were quite quick"
Mina is bad typist. Sorry to everyone.
Denise
Update
Hi everyone,
I'll do a longer update later but just wanted to say hi and share a few things.
I'm feeling a LOT better since my last post. I've been referred for an autism assessment for a start, my doctor agreed there is a lot going on that needs investigating in that area. I've also been going to therapy. It's been so helpful! My therapist has helped me understand that I've attached a lot of self worth to whether I have an accident or not. She's helping me reframe my thinking about that. I obviously would rather not have accidents at all, or not wear diapers (gulp) but she's helping me understand that these things don't matter to who I am as a person. I'm still Denise, I am a kind and smart person, I have a loving partner, good friends and family, and a successful career. This has relieved a LOT of my anxiety as I explore the ins and outs of protection.
My meds are helping too, which is really good. I don't talk about some of the other impacts of my ADHD here since it's not relevant, but it's not just bathroom stuff....I can't tell you how many times I've come close to fainting because I've forgotten to eat until it's an emergency! It's been nice to not rush home because I'm on the verge of passing out AND shitting my pants. I've been so focused on the accidents and not having them, that I hadn't realized my quality of life was still impacted even if I didn't go in my pants. I'm learning a lot!
Looking back, I was wondering why I started posting here. Initially I thought I just wanted to process some stuff from growing up. But the timing makes sense, now that I think about it. After all those years of no accidents, some things were changing. I was getting a bit lax in my protocols and had begun having some serious close calls, so it's no surprise that eventually I had a full blown accident again after so long. I think my brain was telling me it's time to really deal with the past and the present here.
I've also been opening up a bit more to friends and family. I've talked a bit about our childhood with my siblings, and about my accidents and ongoing issues in particular. To my relief, they responded really empathically and it's nice to have these things in the open. Of course they remembered me having lots of accidents but we've never really spoken about it since growing up and leaving home. I've told a couple of my closest friends that I'm experimenting with protection while travelling and they have been supportive as well. Overall, I am feeling so much less shame than I used to. It's not perfect of course, and I still get moments of feeling awful, but it's a big improvement.
That's it for now. I'll come back later with some info on how the diaper experiments are going. I hope everyone is well!
Leah
Reply to steve A:
This whole week I have been pooping at work, usually in the morning and today (thursday) in the afternoon.
This is unusual for me as I normally don't need to go until I get home and then I'm desperate.
So this week my poos have been very large, like snakes well above the water line which is unusual.
And today I had needed to go for a while, and when I went I was constipated, my poo came out very slowly but I could feel it moving all the time and I struggled as I pushed two or three medium sized fat poos after 10 minutes.
That was unusual, so even though I eat a balanced diet and drink plenty, anything can happen.
Just a little story...
Earlier in the week I went for my apparently now usual poo at work after feeling discomfort in my stomach, when I got there the ladies loos was closed for cleaning, but next door is the disabled loo which I happily walked in to.
I closed and locked the door of this large room, pulled my shorts and panties down to my ankles and sat down, I had a good long pee as I waited for my poo to start.
I could hear the male cleaner talking to a woman in the corridor, lo-and behold she was waiting in line, with my hands rubbing my lower stomach I felt this huge poo forcing itself out and I had to really push it out, struggling as it got stuck for a minute.
I was grunting lightly as this long snake lightly plooped into the bowl.
I had to wipe my bum about 5o times and I flushed and redressed myself.
I was checking myself out in the mirror as I was washing my hands and then when I was blow-drying them.
When I left I tried to shut the door but I got stopped by *charlie* she said "I haven't got time" and I just said "good luck" as I felt bad for her smelling my poo. Me and my red face left quickly.
The end
Tundra
2nd grade poop
At my elementary school the bathroom were sharerd between two classrooms rather than having a large bathroom in the hallway. One side of the classroom had a girls bathroom, and the other side the boys. Each bathroom had two doors, one from the classroom you were in, and the other they would go into the classroom next-door. One day I had to poop really, really bad. It wasn't diarrhea, just a huge poop. I asked the teacher and immediately went to the bathroom. For the boys bathroom there was just a sink and a toilet. It was a very small room. The problem was, there were no locks on the doors. I knew no one from our class would go in since you had to get permission from the teacher first. However, at any time someone in the second grade classroom next-door could open the door, which was right across where I was sitting on the toilet. This was less than ideal, but I really had to go bad. I think you know where this story is going. Right in the middle of my poop, a boy from the other classroom came running in. While it was incredibly embarrassing, it turned out he had to poop really bad as well, so that made it a little easier. He stayed in the bathroom, which was kind of weird but I also didn't want him opening the door back up again.. I had to grunt a few times fortunately he didn't make fun of me, I think because he also had to poop. I think he had to go pretty bad as well because he asked me if I could stand up to wipe while he used the toilet. I normally don't stand to wipe, but I remember doing this so that he could go too. He had to grunt while pooping as well, so that is probably why he didn't make fun of me. He asked me to stay in the bathroom so that I didn't open the door leading to my classroom while he was on the toilet.the time he was done, the toilet was really, really full of poop. That is my first pooping at school story.
Thursday, June 12, 2025
STEPHEN.P
Yesterday the alarm woke me got out of bed ,had a wee in the bedroom pottie then laid on bed ,stretched and exercised for ten minutes .The repeat alarm sounded cancelled ,sat on black glass bedpan .a NUMBER TOO
put on dressing gown took pan to bonfire and emptied .washed under water butt then took it back bedroom.
I washed brushed my teeth made some tea.As I was going to G Y M on the bus decided to wear as much as possible to save carrying .put on TENA under pants then dressed drank my tea .I had a wee on the lawn then picked up my bags and made my way to bus stop .after twenty minutes waiting had a wee in the bushes by the bus stop.
A few minutes later felt the urge for a B M the bus was now 500 metres away the bus stopped as I was scanning my pass had another urge
went upstairs put my bag on seat the bus pulled away the passenger a few seats away rang bell then got off at next stop no one else got on ,I moved to the seat behind then pushed a warm load of mushy poo entered my
pants then my body unload another load of warm mushy poo .The bus stopped at the next two stops before stopping at hospital I got off went to the public toilets entered a unisex toilet locked the door ,
I lowered my jogging bottoms and stepped out then lowered my TENA pants full of poop and dropped in the trash bin .wiped with a paper towel then put on a fresh pair of pants,made my way back to bus stop
and continued my journey to the G Y M .
STEPHEN.P
Woke this morning two minutes before the phone alarm after spending night in campervan .Slid off the rock and roll bed sat on ADVENTURIDGE POTTIE had a wee ,I had no wee during night ,so it was a long one .
Poured a cup of coffee from a flask I had in the camper then continued to use all of it.The repeater alarm sounded silenced the sat on pottie again.Had a wee then a BM felt really good . reached forward and pulled toilet paper from holder attached to side door and wiped ,felt really good ,dressed the went into house.had breakfast.
just been back to van emptied pottie ready for my next NUMBER TOO
STEPHEN.P
Woke this morning two minutes before the phone alarm after spending night in campervan .Slid off the rock and roll bed sat on ADVENTURIDGE POTTIE had a wee ,I had no wee during night ,so it was a long one .
Poured a cup of coffee from a flask I had in the camper then continued to use all of it.The repeater alarm sounded silenced the sat on pottie again.Had a wee then a BM felt really good . reached forward and pulled toilet paper from holder attached to side door and wiped ,felt really good ,dressed the went into house.had breakfast.
just been back to van emptied pottie ready for my next NUMBER TOO
Steve A
Inconvenient Constipation/Diarrhea Question
Does anyone else has random bouts of constipation and/or diarrhea when you didn't expect it to happen?
For me, even though I always try to eat a well balanced diet with just enough fiber (without overdoing it) I recently dealt with some irregularity, until today, which didn't make any sense to me, since I always add some fiber foods/snacks to my daily meals/snacks.
However, I know that it happens sometimes, but I guess it's just something that happens occasionally, when we least expect it.
John H
Post Title (optional)response to ECG
Hey all. A reply to ECG today.
Thanks for sharing your recent experiment on recording audio while on the toilet.
Glad to hear it worked well, came out clear and that you enjoyed it.
I have also used the voice memos app on my phone to record while using the toilet. Like you, I enjoyed the experience. I have kept 2 recordings which have great clear sound as I opted to hold the phone just above the toilet seat.
I would share links to the audios here if it was ppossible.
I tend to record every now and then, particularly if I suspect it may be a big one. Generally, I listen a few times before deleting the audio, excluding those I kept.
Glad I am not the only only person to do this. I have to say, recording in your work is interesting. Perhaps I will give that a try sometime.
That's all for now. Take care all.
John H.
T.M.
Bathroom break with daughter
Hello all toilet friends. It's been a while since I last posted on this site, probably over a year. There would be enough good toilet stories for every week, but partly due to my own laziness, partly due to being busy, I just haven't been able to get the text done. Now I've finally decided to sit down at the keyboard and tell you about one interesting bathroom experience I had with my daughter about two months ago.
My parents are quite old, both of them have already turned 80, but they still live in a detached house. Old age brings its own challenges and their physical condition is no longer the best, but despite this, they try to do the necessary housework and gardening. I visit them every now and then to help, but we live in different towns and the distance is almost two hours by car. Of course, that limits the number of visits I can make, but I've tried to visit them on weekends once a month. I always try to get my daughters involved - with varying degrees of success.
Two months ago, I manged to get my youngest daughter (18) to join me. We left early Friday evening and stayed at my parents until Sunday. We started preparing to return home on Sunday afternoon. I had a bit full feeling in my bowels as I carried some luggage into the car. It wasn't a surprise, as I had last pooped yesterday morning. However, the urge wasn't that strong and I figured I could hold my poop all the way home, since my daughter would be driving and all I had to do was sit in the car. We said goodbye to my parents and set off for home. The first half hour went without any problems, but then I started to feel the pressure building in my bowels. I tried to find a better position on the seat to hold my poop. I varied the position of my legs and pushed my butt back and forward to find a comfortable position, which caught my daughter's attention.
- Mom, are you okay? She asked.
- Yes, I'm fine, but I feel some pressure in my bowels. I haven't pooped since yesterday morning.
My daughter glanced at me.
- You must feel uncomfortable. We're not in a hurry, so we can stop for a bathroom break at the next gas station.
At first, I thought it wouldn't be necessary, I could hold it until we got home. But as the urge became stronger and stronger, my daughter's suggestion started to seem very reasonable. We approached the halfway point, where there was a familiar gas station, where I sometimes stopped for a short coffee or toilet break when visiting my parents. I told my daughter that we could stop for a bathroom break there. Soon the gas station was in front of us and my daughter drove into the parking lot. We got out of the car and my daughter said she would go buy something to drink while I was in the bathroom. I headed straight for the ladies room and my daughter went to the grocery section. A positive surprise awaited me in the ladies room. I hadn't been there in probably six months and since then practically everything had been renovated. There were new tiles on the walls and new, fancy sinks with modern faucets. Everything was new and shiny and of course the stalls looked renovated too.
There were six stalls. The first one was a disabled toilet and the next two stalls were occupied. As I walked past the occupied stalls, I could hear obvious wiping sounds from the first one and peeing from the second one. I took the next free stall and locked the door. After unbuttoning and zipping my pants, I pulled them down to my knees and sat on the toilet. The sound of flushing could be heard from the first stall and the lady next to me was done also, and I heard her wiping and pulling up the clothes. Both women were washing their hands while I sat and waited for to poop to start coming out on its own. I did a little bit pee when I could feel a big poo moving down towards my anus. I felt my anus bulge, but that was all. I tried to relax and take an even more comfortable position, but it became clear that the poop wouldn't come out without effort.
Both women had already left the bathroom by that point. My knees were together, and I leaned forward, elbows on my knees. I started to grunt softly. My hole stretched and I felt tip of turd poke out. It was hard and knobbly. I kept pushing. As it slipped further out, it started to break off into small lumps. I could hear a steady plopping sound from under my bottom as lumps fell into the water one after another. Finally, my poop got smooth and soften a little. Instead of small pebbles my poop started now coming out in continuous, solid log. The log was fairly thick so I had to keep pushing. With each push I could feel it move slightly. When it was a few inches out I stopped to catch my breath for a moment. I looked between my legs to see what I had produced so far. In the bottom of toilet bowl was a big bunch of nuggets and among them were some slightly larger lumps as well. Just as I started pushing again, someone came into the bathroom. I heard footsteps approaching and they stopped in front of my stall. Then I heard my daughter's voice:
- Mom, are you still there?
There was a quite high gap between the cubicle doors and the floor, and she must have seen and recognized my shoes under the door gap.
- Yes, I'm here honey. I'm still in middle of pooping, I answered.
- Good. I think I'll come sit down and keep you company. I feel a bit full too!
My daughter entered the stall next to me. She rolled some toilet paper off, it seemed she was covering the seat before sitting down. Since there were no one else in the bathroom besides us, we began talking. My voice raised and lowered as I strained from time to time. I could tell from my daughter's breathing she was trying to push too and she let out some little farts. A long log had been hanging down from my ass for a while and a smell of poop wafted up from between my legs. As we chatted the log broke off and made a loud plop. Almost immediately after that, three smaller turds fell into the toilet in quick succession. I felt I was done, but instead of wiping I stayed seated to make sure there wasn't any more poop coming while continuing our conversation with my daughter. While we were talking, she made some soft grunts and when there was a small pause in our conversation, I could easily hear a crackly pooing sound. The crackling ended in huge splash. "Ahhhhh, it was big.", she sighed. She sighed deeply once more and started to wipe. I did the same. I wiped myself a few times and flushed.
I was already washing my hands when I heard my daughter flushing the toilet. However, she didn't come out right away. "Damn it", she said and I heard sound like she was using a toilet brush. Then she flushed again. She came out of the stall and when I asked her what her problem was, she blushed and said that she almost managed to clog the toilet with her poop, but got it down by poking it with a toilet brush and flushing again. After this little episode, we were ready to continue our journey home with relief.
Princess Toadstool Peach
A Quick Thick Poo and a long tinkle in the green grass
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach and if you're like me and cannot find a bathroom sometimes you just gotta go where you can find some privacy. Like one day I was having a picnic on my own enjoying some ???? food until my body decided it was time to empty my waste so I had to find a leafy green bush but there was no bushes nor a restroom to be found anywhere so I thought since the green grass was so long and wavy I decided on doing my thing there I lifted my dress, pulled down my pink panties and squatted down the grass rustled and tickled my pubes and my vagina as I wiggled my bottom I began to slowly release a thick sludgy brown poo as it came crackling, oozing and peeking out of my behind and formed a soft serve shape kind of like a dog would do when it took a dump. I released a few smaller pieces of poo as they dropped and plopped into my pile it smelt awful and then I started to pee a long yellow urine stream of wee flowed out of my urethra and tinkled loudly after pinching my loaf soon finally after a few drips and drops I finished. I used the sticky with doughnut icing handkerchiefs in my pocket to wipe my urethra and my bottom front and back. Then unknown to everyone I stood up, pulled up my panties and down my dress until I left and I….(SQUISH!!) Please don't tell me I stepped in my own poo. (Looks at her high heel shoe) Nop it's just a dog poo. Yuck! I better get cleaned up before someone comes along noticing my mess I made. Bye bye now. Eww yuck why can't people clean up after animals?
Greg
Some catches after a New Year's party many years ago
I really appreciated the warm welcome you gave me when I published my first story here. If you remember, it was the one when I recall going out with a friend of mine and sleeping over in the house she used to share with some friends.
So this story also takes place during the years I was in college, probably in my senior year. In the first week of the spring term, some student union organized a New Year celebration. It got somewhat out of hand and many students ended up drunk. For myself, I stayed very reasonable.
I woke up rather early the next morning, needing a pee urgently to get rid of all the excess beer. When I reached the gents on our floor of the dorm, I found the door locked. I assume that some vandalism, soiling or other uncivil behavior had taken place, causing the facility service to shut them. Given the situation, I considered it was acceptable to use the ladies.
I got in and all 4 stalls were free. I took the one closest to the entrance, slammed the door shut and started peeing right away. The relief was tremendous.
As my stream was dying off, two students came in. I recognized their voices as they lived on the same floor. Coincidentally, both were blonde and somewhat on the pudgy side. They took the stalls two and three. The taller one took the stall next to mine and started peeing immediately. Meanwhile, the shorter one exploded in what sounded a nasty bout of diarrhea. Both of them were complaining about their hangovers. The smell of poo started drifting, filling the bathroom. The girl in the stall next to me warned that it was going to make her sick, but fortunately, she was just being dramatic. Soon, she started with her own poop. It sounded like she was passing lots of soft turds. I bet they looked like soft serve ice cream. The crackling sound it made seemed to indicate that, at least. After a long while, both started wiping and finally flushed. The girl in the third stall even flushed twice.
I didn't want to make them feel embarrassed because I was not sure they knew I was in there, so I decided to stay in my stall and wash my hands later. They both left the bathroom.
As I was daydreaming, still sitting on the toilet and waiting for the best moment to leave, another girl came it. She was a tall and slim girl with dark hair. I didn't know her well, but I knew that she was shy and played on the basketball team. She got in the stall next to mine, but then immediately changed her mind and took the third stall. It made me think that the previous girl probably also should have flushed twice. She locked the door and sat down. First, she had a short pee, followed by a long silence. I bet she was waiting for me to leave, but I decided to stay for a little longer. When she realized that I was staying, she gave up and relaxed. She let out a big airy fart, followed by some more farts. She was clearly due for a big poo. Indeed, some moments later, her first log hit the water with a loud plop. It was soon followed by another equally loud plop. She pulled some paper from the dispenser and started wiping. At this moment, her phone rang. Back in the day, it was quite common for people not to always have their phone on silent. The call must have been important, because she rushed out of the stall, hit the flush lever, very briefly rinsed her hands and practically ran out of the bathroom to answer the call.
I decided to seize the opportunity to exit the bathroom as well. As I was leaving my stall, it occurred to me that I didn't hear the cistern from the third stall refilling. Did she really flush? Curious, I went to that stall, only to find her unflushed load. The girl had passed two truly massive logs. My theory is that since she was tall, slim and sporty, her metabolism must be very efficient. The poo itself looked very healthy, with the two logs shaped like thick, smooth sausages. Amazing. What most likely happened is that the flush lever was not pressed long enough for the toilet to fully flush. I got lucky again. After a while, I left the stall, leaving it just as I found it. I also had a peek in the second stall. My suspicions were confirmed, the blonde had left her signature on the porcelain. What a day.
Later this morning, I felt a heaviness in my bowels myself. Time for my daily dump. As I was walking to the bathroom, I saw two girls from the volleyball team entering the ladies. One had brown curls and freckles, the other one was of Latin descent. As I followed them into the ladies, the Latina pointed out that I was making a mistake. I explained that I was sorry, but the gents were locked. They were very understanding of the situation and said no problem in this case. The Latina took the first stall, the girl with the curls the second one. I took the fourth one, leaving a respectful distance to the girls. Both started peeing more or less at the same time, whereas I signaled my intentions with a loud fart. I didn't have to wait for my poo as it started to slide right out. The smell was clearly noticeable. Meanwhile, the Latina was done peeing and was wiping. In the stall next to her, the girl with the curly hair started working on a poo as well. The Latina flushed and washed her hands thoroughly, leaving us to our business.
Another woman came in and took the stall that was just vacated. By the sounds of it, she was in for an urgent poo. These ladies were not holding back! I was impressed. Since I was done, I wiped and flushed. This took quite a while because it hadn't been a clean exit, if you know what I mean. I made sure to leave the toilet sparkling clean, as a good guest in the ladies room. While I was washing my hands, the girl with the curly hair came out of her stall. She smiled timidly when our eyes met in the mirror. I knew she must have felt much better, and she could probably see that I felt much better as well. We then left the bathroom, leaving the girl in the first stall moving her bowels on her own.
KR, Greg
Tuesday, June 10, 2025
ECG
Recorded Toilet Audio
For a few days now, I've been curiously wondering whether using the voice recording function on my phone would work to record audio from one of my toilet visits, and today I got around to trying it. After finishing a task at work, I had a few minutes to wait for a meeting to begin, and I had been needing to go to the toilet for a bit, so I took the chance to go while I had a bit of time to pass, remembering to take my phone with me.
I went to the single occupant bathroom (I'm more comfortable there because there's more privacy, and had I done this in the regular bathroom, I could have gotten into very serious trouble if someone else was there or came in during!) and looked around for a bit for a place to put my phone where it wouldn't risk falling or being damaged, before deciding I would put it on the floor. I started recording here, and since this is a text-only forum, you can't hear it, so I will write about it with time stamps. For the first 10 seconds or so of the recording, you could hear me placing the phone down, followed by the sounds of opening my belt and zip, then lowering my trousers to sit on the toilet. I farted at 16 seconds, with another small one following at 18 seconds as I started having a poo. There's a slight sound at 23 seconds of my first poo coming out, before it falls into the water with a soft plop at 25 seconds. There's silence for a bit before I start peeing at 38 seconds. It can be gently heard reaching the inside front of the toilet before running into the water beneath for about 7 to 10 seconds. After this, there is silence again until it is broken at 1 minute by a splash, larger than the first one, as I have another poo. I sit for a few seconds longer to make sure I'm done, and the last thing heard is me reaching for my phone to end the recording. It lasted 1 minute 14 seconds in total.
After listening back to it later, (with nobody else around, obviously!) I was impressed by how clear the audio quality was. The test had been a complete success! It was actually quite enjoyable too. I might do it again once in a while. Has anyone else done this? If you have, or this post inspires you to try it, I would be quite interested in reading about how it went for you!
Bianca
Post Constipated
Hi! I was briefly constipated, but pooped today. Some loose came out earlier. Yesterday I passed a lot of gas. Lol, I even woke up the dog. bye.
Sunday, June 8, 2025
STEPHEN.P
This morning had a wee then went downstairs I washed and brushed my teeth as the kettle boiled for tea ,drank tea then dressed remembering to put on a pair of TENA PANTS UNDER MY UNDERPANTS.I made some cheese sandwiches and a bottle of orange juice ,put in my bag then took to the camper van.
I went into the shed packed my G Y M bag and put into camper then went back to the shed sat on the THETFORD 66 and done a wee and a NUMBER TOO THEN WIPED with the ELSAN BLUE TOILET ROLL on holder alongside the pottie ,then washed my hands in the water butt.
I then drove the van to the G Y M car park had a wee then caught the bus which arrived at BRISTOL BUS STATION one hour later now needing to wee made my way to the public toilets thirty pence in the turnstile .
Made my way to collect some car parts then back to CABOT CIRCUS ,had a wee then sat on seat ate my sandwiches drank the orange squash then made my way back to the bus depot,stopping on way to go in TESCO for a yoghurt.whigh I ate on way home.
The bus took an hour on return journey I got off then went to the van
put my car parts on the passenger seat then had a wee.I laid out and fell asleep had a dream. It was 2050 Iwas driving down a drk road the car headlights got dim and dash warning lights came on I got out then needed to wee and poop so opened back door presse th toilet button on door, the centre seat squabb moved forward and moved to a forty degree angle revealing a toilet bowl.
I unbuckled my belt slid down my underwear and sat on toilet it was very comfortable I had a wee then pooped for a long time when done I looked for the none existant toilet paper the water fountain in the bowl was not working due to power failure.Suddenly I woke up as I was now wet
in my dream I have pooped myself.
I climbed from the van picked up my G Y M bag and made my way to the
G Y M disabled toilet,undressed dropped the poop filled TENA pants in the bin then showered and dressed ready for the exercise room
out
Elena
First time pooping outdoors
Before I begin, I would like to elaborate that I am the same person who posted the Elena "Pissing in the woods for the first time" story. The automatically assigned name, I personally feel, was not entirely evocative of my gender. So I'll adopt a modified version of this name for future posting.
Now onto the main event. Since my last post, I've urinated outside repeatedly, and with increasing confidence. The fearlessness with which I relieve myself in nature has reflected in my daily life, where I now feel like my influence leaves a larger impact on the world. I feel more in tune with the Earth, in a lot of ways.
I've tried pissing in different spots throughout the rural areas of my town, finding areas of denser wood to do my business, and last night, I had a wild idea; what if I pooped out here?
I've never been as excited by the defecation as I have with urination. As a child, I suffered a form of irritable bowel syndrome. The smallest excitement would set my stomach churning, and I would either throw up, get diarrhea or both. As such, I've never had much positive associations with feces. I never found it relieving, but stressful. Even so, even when I was young, I'd be confronted by the occasional fantasy involving pooping outside, though I always thought it would stay just that; a fantasy. While I'll gladly use public restrooms for a piss, I only ever use them to poop in the most urgent circumstances. I'd say I've only pooped in public twice in the past ten years. Why then, did I have this sudden urge to do it not only outside the safety of my home, but out in the open?
It was crazy, yet I went for it anyway. It all happened so fast, as if on instinct. Moving deeper still into the woods and taking cover behind a fallen tree, I pulled down my shorts and squatted. I pushed once before realizing how bad an idea this was. It wasn't a sudden shame, but remembering I didn't have anything to wipe with that prevented me. One reason I've always dreaded defecation is cleaning up afterward. Ever since I was young, I've taken a certain pride in my cleanliness involving bowel movements. I haven't pooped my pants since I was a baby, I take a long time wiping and don't get up until the inside of my sphincter has been scrubbed clean. And suddenly I was about to shit outside with no way to wipe. I pulled my pants up again, and my senses subsequently returned to me. No way I could break this taboo so abruptly. This needed proper planning.
Earlier tonight, I acted. With some napkins in one pockets and my phone in the other, I set out for one of my now traditional nightly strolls. The journey took me to my accustomed forest, the same one as the night before, I even managed to find the same log to hide behind. Before I could stop myself, I dropped trou and crouched down.
The biggest difference between this time and the last was that this time, I had to pee already. Being a dude, I don't often squat and pee, though the few times I've tried it, I found the feeling rather freeing. My bladder being full as it was, it didn't take long for a strong stream to shoot out, leaving an indention in the dirt ahead of me. It was exactly the running start I needed. I pushed, and felt my hole opening up. A small fart escaped. I hesitated. Surely this was suffice? I'd already exposed my ass, hunkered down and farted, that was close enough to pooping, right? But I wasn't about to back out now. I pushed as hard as I could, and occupying the primal position I was, the poop came out easily. I'd already taken a proper dump earlier in the day, so not a whole lot came out, but I felt it sliding out of my body with greater awareness than ever before. The smell was unlike anything I'd experienced, poop sitting in a toilet is very different than poop lying in grass. As I finished up, I panicked for a bit, freaked out not only by what I'd done, but that I wouldn't have enough paper to tidy up completely. Either way, the deed was done, and there was nothing left to do but try to get clean. It took nearly every napkin I had, but I soon felt my butt was good as it was getting, and pulled my pants back up. I looked down, trying to find my turds, but had trouble locating them among the pine needles and leaves, and I definitely wasn't going to root around for it. I used some dirt and leaves and strips of bark to bury my waste, then went on my way as though nothing had happened. Feeling slightly ashamed, I picked up trash off the side of the road the whole way home to repent, but at the same time, I don't know why I should feel bad. It's just poop. Animals do it in the woods all the time, and given the high homeless population in my area, I'm sure plenty of humans do too. It's what nature intended us to do, and I'd been careful to do it in an area humans were unlikely to trek, and I'm pretty sure I was far enough away from the nearest body of water not to have caused contamination. There are probably actual bathrooms closer to any fresh water outlet than I was. But despite the frenzy I found myself in at that moment, I felt a certain warmth and comfort emptying my bowels in nature. It was as if the forest itself was cradling me, willing me to relax, to do what I needed to do. I definitely enjoyed it, though I'm not sure that I'll ever work up the willpower to do it again. I am happy for the added life experience. I've always wondered what it's like to poop outside, and now I know. Plus, no skidmarks!
John H
Comments
Hi all. Some great posts of late.
Just leaving a few comments on some recent posts.
@Postman. Hey. Great to see you are still around here. I remember your posts from years ago when I found the forum and started posting.
@Melanie. Glad you can help your sister with her constipation. Your understanding will really help her and you will support her better than your mother would it seems.
@Runner Girl. Hey and welcome. It's always nice to hear experiences of another self proclaimed poop fan. Looking forward to you sharing more stories.
@Iris. Hey. Well done for your progress with your public pooping shyness. Nobody should feel like they have to hold it in. I was always ok with pooping in public, though sometimes I would be afraid to release logs and farts if there was someone in the next stall to me. I have overcome this and have no issue blasting away now. Hope you continue to progress and share your experiences here. Maybe one day you will take pride in dropping a big poo with others around haha. Either way, it's all good.
@Elizabeth. Hey and welcome. Regarding your query, I have not heard of this before. I am wondering who thought you this method of peeing? How long did you continue to do this for? Would you only do it when pooping, so you would be sitting on the toilet pooping while holding a wod of toilet paper to pee in at the same time, is this correct?
That's all for now as it's late. Great posts to everyone. K could leave lots more comments if I had time.
Take care all. John H.
Thursday, June 5, 2025
STEPHEN.P
This morning had a wee then went downstairs I washed and brushed my teeth as the kettle boiled for tea ,drank tea then dressed remembering to put on a pair of TENA PANTS UNDER MY UNDERPANTS.I made some cheese sandwiches and a bottle of orange juice ,put in my bag then took to the camper van.
I went into the shed packed my G Y M bag and put into camper then went back to the shed sat on the THETFORD 66 and done a wee and a NUMBER TOO THEN WIPED with the ELSAN BLUE TOILET ROLL on holder alongside the pottie ,then washed my hands in the water butt.
I then drove the van to the G Y M car park had a wee then caught the bus which arrived at BRISTOL BUS STATION one hour later now needing to wee made my way to the public toilets thirty pence in the turnstile .
Made my way to collect some car parts then back to CABOT CIRCUS ,had a wee then sat on seat ate my sandwiches drank the orange squash then made my way back to the bus depot,stopping on way to go in TESCO for a yoghurt.whigh I ate on way home.
The bus took an hour on return journey I got off then went to the van
put my car parts on the passenger seat then had a wee.I laid out and fell asleep had a dream. It was 2050 Iwas driving down a drk road the car headlights got dim and dash warning lights came on I got out then needed to wee and poop so opened back door presse th toilet button on door, the centre seat squabb moved forward and moved to a forty degree angle revealing a toilet bowl.
I unbuckled my belt slid down my underwear and sat on toilet it was very comfortable I had a wee then pooped for a long time when done I looked for the none existant toilet paper the water fountain in the bowl was not working due to power failure.Suddenly I woke up as I was now wet
in my dream I have pooped myself.
I climbed from the van picked up my G Y M bag and made my way to the
G Y M disabled toilet,undressed dropped the poop filled TENA pants in the bin then showered and dressed ready for the exercise room
out
Becky
Weird poops lately
I had chronic diarrhea for a couple of weeks. Generally only in the morning. This happens to me sometimes (it is awful and happens alongside migraines). I'm hoping I'm at the end of it. This morning, I was reading and only had a few pages of a chapter to finish of a book I'm reading. I was suddenly desperate to poop. All-encompassing. I told nyself I'd hold it until the end of the chapter, then go. My gosh, I couldn't concentrate at all! I gave up, I couldn't hold it. Plus, I have a roommate and only 1 bathroom, so if I really need to go I shouldn't wait (especially since she leaves messes on the seat. Tried talking to her about this, nothing changes).
I get in there, and gosh, no wonder I was desperate. First it's a standard solid log, then a lot of soft poop. I flushed midway because the toilet has overflowed before and it's a pain to clean up. It was enough for 3 good loads. Sheesh! Also took forever to wipe myself clean. I felt much better afterwards.
I've also sometimes been needing to go at work, which I hate because I am self-conscious. But I think I'm a little poop shy, because sometimes I can't. So I'm just bloated and uncomfortable for a few hours. Ugh.
I poop a lot for a girl, probably because I have a lot of fiber in my diet. But if I have a migraine or eat something that upsets my stomach, I'll get diarrhea like every morning for awhile and it takes forever to feel OK again.
Does anyone else share a bathroom with a very messy person? Any tips? I'm a germaphobe so it's especially bad. My coworkers are also not the cleanest. I have a small bladder and have to keep very hydrated to stave off migraines, so it's not like I can avoid using the work bathroom. Idk what is wrong with people. Like, I get it, sometimes gross things happen. I've gotten blood on the seat before because periods are messy. But I CLEAN IT UP. Why does NO ONE ELSE?
Thunder
Straining on the Toilet Important
For those that read my posts I have straining issue when constipated and they are so bad that I almost pass out!
Even though I try and avoid constipation it still often occurs.
What I would like to know if anyone else has this problem or what do you do if you have that stubborn stool?
My continence assessor suggest I need someone with me at times when I poo and that could be paid for by the government.
The practicalities of that are enormous if you think about it.
I sometimes go to a therapist but that is rarely due to logistics and timing .
Any ideas
Thunder
Sunday, June 1, 2025
STEPHEN.P
Woke this morning 5 a m had a wee in pottie then back to sleep work again at 6 a m reached for bedpan sat on it had a BM wiped took it downstairs and out to bonfire
had some tea the a wee in the shed
Sandra
Response to Iris
I am compelled to reply to your posts as your circumstances are so similar to mine. Last year I posted about the phobia I had about poopong in public toilets and how I overcame it. You can read my posts on pages 3103 and 3106.
Congratulations on overcoming your fears when it was not out of necessity. That rude woman banging at the door would have been enough to put anyone off unless it was an emergency. You had the resolve to do it at the supermarket instead of waiting until you got home.
If you are like me you wil feel your confidence growing and reservations deminishing. Within a few months of confronting my phobia on that memorable day at work I could poo in a public toilet without giving it a second thought. It was a real liberation. Instead of striving to empty my bowels before leaving home I would go when the urge arrived wherever there was a decently maintained public toilet.
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