Catherine
Responses
Trina: Hi SPAS! I cannot believe that I overlooked your story about the date with Derek! I would love to hear more! I'm sorry you wet yourself but hopefully he was cool! Love ya! Please write soon!
Annie: I apologize for being confusing! I hope that you are well!
I hope that everyone is doing well and doing well!
Kristi, Carlie B, and Victoria & Robyn - I hope that you all will write soon!
Love to all!
Catherine!
I Know Where the Toilet Paper Went!
For Curious:
By the time I got to high school, I became more frustrated. About waiting in a line, getting after-school time for being tardy. And then when the door to the toilet is finally thrown open, finally getting my earned time on the warm seat, only to find even as many as 4 toilet paper dispensers have no toilet paper in them. The cause is NOT the number of butts that were wiped. The cause is strips of toilet paper that were placed over the seat by previous users and then just allowed to slide in and clog the bowl, or halfway in and halfway out, just advertising the gross amount of waste that has taken place. I don't see my butt sitting directly on a public toilet seat being that different. Like dragging your hand along the stairwell banister. I also see those sanitary seat covers they have in some gas stations to be a waste.
When was the last time you pooped and found out the toilet paper was not sufficient for the job? ANSWER: major rest area on Interstate 80.
Did you wipe with anything else? ANSWER: yes, a blue political advertisement that was posted above the sinks. It was coarse on my butt and caused a little blood as I worked it.
Were you able to rinse in the shower right after? ANSWER: No. But about 40 miles east of there I had to stop for a second shit. It had toilet paper. Those cut squares. But I made do.
If you had to just pull up your underwear, how did the rest of the day go? Were you uncomfortable? Did you notice a smell? ANSWER: This happened at a pro football game. I took a really satisfying crap in this old stadium bathroom. The facility was cold. The seat was too. Being outside helped the smell. But at my girlfriend's apartment afterward, I washed my underwear. She joked around a lot about smelling it, but I don't know.Still Curious
1A. When was the last time you pooped?
1B. When was the most memorable time you pooped?
2A. When was the last time you peed?
2B. When was the most memorable time you peed?
3A. When was the last time you farted?
3B. When was the most memorable time you farted?
4. When was the last time you got a skid mark?
4B. When was the most memorable time you got a skid mark?
STREAKS
Part 2
Ok. So I'm back. This is part two since I got interrupted. So please be sure to start with Part 1. So anyway. I was sitting on the toilet with my wife at the sink right next to me. Not much more than 18 inches away. My pee had just died off. I definitely needed to poop and she was aware of this. I really had anxiety at this moment. I had pooped in front of her before. But this was a very small space. The unknown is what was bothering me. Would a make a big fart next? How bad would it smell? Would the crackle sound be louder than usual? After considering these variables, I realized that I was already committed. I had already told her I had to poop, or at least I said I have to sit which is code for poop. She is now fully expecting me to poop. I decided to just go all-in. I leaned forward and got into the poop position. Elbows on knees, tippy toes, etc. The bathroom was basically silent. So quiet, the sound of her make-up brush on her face sounded loud. I decided to give a push. As I feared, a loud zipper fart escaped. She said nothing. I gave another push ending in a sigh. That got the program started. I did two or three big pushes like that. Each one with a crackling sound. She said "Are you having a hard time?" I said "No. I have a little butt and it's a big poop. I have to push it out." She then said "Look at you. Your sweating." I said "Well it's really hot in here and I'm working hard. I'm going to take a break for a minute." I told her if she needed to go, she had better do it now. There won't be a bathroom where we are going. She said "I really do need to go. My coffee poop is ready." I said "Well let me finish and you can go." By now, the room was smelling. I was delighted that she was neither grossed out nor trying to leave. I started pushing again. She did ask "Will it help if I leave you alone?" I said "No. We both poop the same way. I'm not embarrassed to go in front of you. By this time I was mostly done. I just had that last little piece that is always hard to push out. I unrolled some paper. I said "I'm trying to do the last piece. Don't laugh." I made the biggest strain yet. Clearly audible and the last piece fell with a small plop. I sighed and rested for a second. She said "Do you feel better now?" "That was a good one I replied" I wiped while seated and then got up.Chakamami (Hisae, Kazumi, Maho, Mina)
Dear Jenny "Sis", Dear Thunder
To Jenny Sis: Why your husband call you "Streaks"? It doesn't sound so nice name to us... and why you say you are bad grammar? Our grammar is much more worse! But Mina does her best, only she forget correct grammar often. Her crushes can't make English sentence, even they have quite lots vocabulary now because of visit to Wales and their phrase books.
To Thunder: We hope result of health check is good!!
You hit chord today. Chae had interesting time in loo this morning. She didn't do motion yesterday, it is very rare that she skip a day. Now we read your post, mother of your Chinese therapist was whoosh whoosh splat, Chae was exactly same! It was about two minutes after she sat on loo. After splat we look in loo, all brown everywhere except front. Sides and back and water all brown.
"Chae we have to flush."
"I can't stand up! Danger!"
Chae lean forward and... Bururururururururururururururururururu and repeat some times.
Maho bring waribashi, it is used disposable chopstick. She plan to break up Hisae's mierda, but when she look, she say too soft! So we flush. Lots of water, but about half of mierda disappear, so no clog, lucky!! Mina flush again.
"Of course you finish, Chae"
"No"
Wow.
Chae sitting on loo more ten minutes about, and many whoosh, but bit smaller than before ones.
"Sorry. I need sit here"
"It's OK Chae."
"You are most beautiful woman in world."
"Your mierda is most beautiful mierda in world."
"Your bottom is most beautiful bottom in world."
Whoosh whoosh splat. Splat splat.
Why we always say, most beautiful woman, most beautiful bottom, most beautiful mierda. It is stale a bit, but we say. We want to say!! And we all like to hear.
Of course, when we say, Chae start cry. and her 3 crushes busy to kiss her, while she whoosh whoosh splat splat.
"I don't know why so much mierda in my body."
"It's OK, Chae. We are same."
"I am very good feeling now. Maholin, Minappé, Kazuchan, I love you."
Whoosh whoosh splat splat.
After she finish and we dry her (all of us dry her), 3 crushes sat on loo and lots of whoosh whoosh, and Maho no whoosh but lots of splat splat, so it wasn't Hisae only. She was relief, and gave massage to crush who sitting on loo with super active bottom.
And then we went to tatami room.
By the way Thunder, crush who delayed by a customer was Mina.
We hope that everyone is very fine. Princess Toadstool Peach, we are glad you are better, no more throw up, just lots of plunk plunk with good feeling. Enjoy your lovely time on beautiful loo. And we say that to everyone.
Love to everyone.
Chakamami
To Annie
Annie sounds like u had a bowel movement hope it came out alright. I pooped this morning it was a full load too! What time of day do u usually poop? I'm a morning pooper nothing like a good poop to start the day! Looking forward to hearing back from u! My name is Austin by the way!
Marley
Laxative Accident
Hi! I'm Marley!
I'm a 21 year old college student with short hair died blond, kinda curvy, fit and healthy, except over the past few days. See, I live in an area of the U.S. affected by Hurricane Helene. Normally I eat healthy at college but since the Hurricane I've eaten badly. I got constipated. I usually go every day, sometimes twice and sometimes I miss a day. Even then I go the next day without trying. But I had not had a bowel movement in four days and I was desperate. So I took a generic laxative. I took a high dose in the late afternoon yesterday and hoped that it would work before I went to bed. While I was out with friends my stomach started moving and cramping. I was happy because I knew relief was coming soon.
So I made an excuse to leave and go back to my apartment that I shared with two other girls my age. As I drove the cramps increased and I began sweating. Then suddenly I felt an urge to poop like none other I had ever experienced before. I just wanted to make it to the toilet because I knew relief was in sight and I wanted to do this in the privacy of my own bathroom! By the time I reached my parking spot I was considering the possibility that I might not make it. But what happened was not what I was expecting.
I parked the car, grabbed my purse and keys, and got out of the car. As soon as I stood I felt an urge to push like none other. I stood there, trying to gather myself. After a couple of seconds I felt that I could move again. But then my stomach made this horrifying noise and I felt a cramp like none other as everything rushed to my colon.
I don't know what else to say but that right then and there I admitted defeat and let go...
But nothing could have prepared me for the shear force that I pooped my pants. It started sort of solid and then turned to mushy pudding that poured out of my panties and down my legs. I stood there, trying to compose myself when it happened again. This time my stomach cramped and before I could even think to stop it, my body poured diarrhea to add to unbelievable mess.
Everything was soaked with doo-doo. I was so embarrassed and ashamed. When I began to walk to my apartment, which is on the ground, I started to cry. I opened up and fortunately no one was at home. All I knew to do was to step in the shower, remove my clothes and start the shower. But before I turned the shower another wave of diarrhea hit and I just pooped myself even more. I don't know how I still had anything left in me but I did.
I will spare you the details of cleaning up. But I won't spare the details of having diarrhea two more times that evening and once in the middle of the night. And it was large amounts, not small squirts.
Good news! I'm not constipated anymore. But I am so ashamed. I even had to confess to my roommates what happened, as they saw a puddle of diarrhea near my car and drips leading to the door. I did clean everything inside the house and threw away my clothes. But even with lysol, Clorox, and Swiffer mops, I could not rid the apartment completely of the smell.
My roommates picked me up a Starbucks drink and sandwich and fresh flowers to make me feel better. They are so sweet and kind.
But how will I live this down? How will I cope with the fact that I am an adult and I have this experience as part of my life history?
MarleySTREAKS
Pooping together just make life easier
In my continuing effort to make pooping in front of each other a normal and routine thing, I switched thing up a little. We recently stayed at a VRBO during a short trip. We were scheduled for a horseback ride at 9 am. as it was a relaxing weekend, we got up a little late. We ate breakfast and had some coffee. I told my wife she could shower first and I would just read some work e-mails. I was sure she would poop any minute. The coffee normally gets her going. No such luck today. She just got straight into the shower. The bathroom was a fairly small and basic room. Just a sink, toilet and tub/shower. Once finished, she got out and tended to her beauty tasks. Hair, make-up lotions, etc. By now it was past 8 am. She came out of the bathroom (in her birthday suit) while cleaning her ear. She said "It's getting late. Are you going to shower?" I said "Well yeah. But I need come come in there and sit for a few minutes." She eyes locked with mine. She said "Well...I mean...I guess do what you have to do. We are running out of time." She wondered back into the bathroom. I gathered a few things and made my way into the small room. It was very hot in there. I wasted no time pulling down my PJ's and sitting on the toilet. My pee immediately hissed into the bowl. Damn...I have to go. I'll finish this post later..STEPHEN . P
woke this morning at 06:00 had to go on toilet so sat on the VOLRATH bed pan had a long wee relaxed had another wee then pooped . I put the palms of my hands on the mattress and pushed , had a good shit a few minutes later wiped with five sheets of SHADES kitchen roll.
Have been to village stores as soon as I entered the drive went to outside greenhouse and had a SQUATT POOP as could not hold it.I did not have an evening poop last evening.PJ (He/Him)
to the golfer poster
Even though golf has becoming more accessible and popular with different ages, genders, and ethnicities, it's not hard to believe for many it is still an upper class sport. I have had the privilege of playing in public and private courses. The men of all ages, despite the dress code and etiquette, will often burp, fart and poop like high school football players. When I see a group of guys in another party, or just playing through, I have lost count of men farting and talking about taking a shit. I have played in the nice course with locker rooms, and they will be taking smelly, loud poops with their pants and skidmarked briefs down to their ankles. OF course when there are women around, they become more "Refined"
I am noticing more women, including my wife and her friends are more into golf. I wonder if the women are doing similar acts when men are not around. I did see my wife, a physician, this summer with her proper golf outfit with her skirt hiked up and panties to her ankles saying she had been farting all day on the course holding in her poop
Your story has not surprised me. I myself have had the urge to poop many golf days, and have been tempted to squat behind a tree
Jenny SIS
Curious-
Last month I had a couple sheets left of toilet paper in my roll in my bathroom after my morning coffee and run. I was able to scrap some mush off my bum, but luckily, I was ready for the shower, so I was already nude when I was pooping and I just flushed and jumped into the shower. I have to admit this has happened to me pooping at the gym, work and even the mall, and at usually I will just pull up my underwear and take the skids. I also have to admit there were times were I wiped until I was clean, but had worse skids than when I ran out of toilet paper. I posted years ago once I didn't wipe at all due to being paged during an emergency, and that was a bigger than average mess. Small cost to save a life though.
Skidmarked from Columbia/Annie
I want to reinforce; accidentals happen to everyone, and nobody is too "grown up" for skid marks. It took me longer (and lots of reading and posting on this forum) to accept the latter. I have literally given live saving medications, performed CPR, given medical lectures and have caught men checking out my rear knowing and unknowingly having skid marks in my underwear. As for the accidents, I have told patients and students the same spiel: All people poop their pants: Our thresholds are just lower in the beginning and end of our lifespan. In between, if we are under enough stress such as an illness or trauma, that threshold can drop. I have pooped myself with a GI bug a few times in my adulthood.
Catherine- I hope Beth is feeling better and is back to sharing enjoyable poops with you, amongst many other benefits of feeling better of course. So in the last week I was running. I usually fart a lot when I run especially after coffee. )I sometimes wonder when I wear headphone if I am farting audibly around other people while I am wearing headphones). But last weekend, I had a little shart/wet fart/ I felt a little more moisture than my usual sweaty crack 3/4 through my run. I stopped to poop and before I sat down, I swiped and got a toilet paper wad of brown!!!! I was wearing a black sport thong so no visible stain and dark leggings so no visible stains in my pants bottoms either!! If I had been wearing lighter colors I don't know if I would have called those skidmarks. I $h!t myself and would have called those stains!!!
Question for all, would you call any poop stains in your underwear skidmarks. Do you have different names if depending if they were post wipe "leftovers", "prarie dogging" ( turd sticking out but not still in the sphincter, or straight out accident (solid, soft, or liquid)
-Skidmarked in Seattle
Annie
To Skidmarked in Columbia & story
Thank you for replying to me. I didn't mean to imply that there was something wrong with having an accident because there isn't. It was just because of the shock I think.
Now for my story or lack of. I'm constipated right now (joy *sarcasm*). I tried going poop before I came upstairs and it wouldn't move. Great. Not. I had breakfast once it was made (egg, lettuce and zucchini sandwich, toasted). After breakfast I took my medications (I had already thanked my caregiver before she went back to her room. It's her birthday today. Today is also Thanksgiving for us Canadians. No plans for my family or I this year. Oh well.
Have a great day, Happy Thanksgiving to the Canadians on here, eat well, be safe and happy and happy pooping!
Annie
Scooter
Convenience Store Worker and Pooper
Today I had lunch at a nearby convenience store that I eat often. It's a pretty big store with several tables in the front part where customers can sit and eat their food. I frequently notice this pudgy (But not overweight) convenience store worker stocking shelves and mopping the floor, etc. I've eaten there enough to know he always takes a huge poop around lunchtime. When I was done eating my lunch, I went into bathroom to poop and like clockwork he was in there. He wears the same shoes every day so it's easy to recognize. I went into the stall next to his. Man, this kid really had to go again. I heard multiple waves of poop crackling out of him. I can understand why he needs to use the toilet at his work because there is no way he could possibly hold all that in until his shift is over. I finished my poop and got out of there before he left the stall but very shortly after I saw him stocking the napkins in the cafe area. I was the only one in the store who knew that he just went poop super bad.Sarah g
Urgent bathroom visits this morning
Hey guys,
We had a campfire last night it was awesome, I ate a ton of s'mores and toasted marshmallows, but I definitely paid for it this morning. Lol
I woke up with a super upset stomach at about 645, and had to rush to the bathroom. I just got my pjs and panties down and sat down before it felt like lava poured out. I sat there rubbing my stomach for about 3 minutes but nothing else was coming, a d I was so tired I wanted to go back to bed so I wiped even though I still didn't feel finished.
About half an hour later I woke up again and needed to go some more, so back to the bathroom I went and had more diarrhea. It was loud and messy lol. I sat there for about 7 minutes this time, dropping loose logs and rubbing my stomach before feeling finished. It smelled so bad. I wiped and flushed a d have felt fine since, but I wouldn't be surprised if I have to go at school today.
John H
Things that go dump in the night
Hi all.
Cold night here and I am in bed. I am almost always a day time pooper but I really need to go.
I Ignored it as it's so cold. I let out lots of farts but they only helped for a short while and also smelled the bed. I was hoping to drift off to sleep but I think I will need to give in and poop if I want to sleep.
Wondering if this is common and how others deal with a need to poop during the night. A potty would be handy now. Oh well I can't put it off anymore. I can feel it in my belly and there is strong pressure on my hole.
It's around 10 minutes later now and I am sitting on the toilet. I pooped out 3 big logs and some smaller bits. I can see why the need to go was so strong.
The first log domed slowly but shot out fast for me once it got going. I relaxed for this one as always and I also began to pee as the first log made its way out.I done some pushing to get the second log moving. This was followed up by some farts and soft bits of poo. The third log was surprisingly big considering the size of the first too.
About to wipe now. There is a strong smell of poo. It was worth getting up for lol.
Take care all.
John H.
Danielle
Laxative experience
I eat a pretty unhealthy diet with little fiber, so once in a while, I notice that about two or three days go by without a bowel movement. In that case, I usually take a laxative at night and relieve myself in the morning. Recently, I have been very busy at work, and I did not notice that it had been about 4 to 5 days since my last bowel movement. My stomach felt bloated and hard, and I knew I was overdue to relieve myself. I took a laxative, which usually works first thing in the morning. I had my breakfast and coffee, waited around for the laxative to work, with no results. I decided to take my dog on his morning walk to see if I could get things moving. The trail is about a mile, things were going fine for the first half of the trail. About halfway in, I started to feel a rumbling in my stomach. Then I farted, and farted again. The poop was ready to come out. I felt the log turtle heading. I knew it was time to get to a bathroom, however, I was about a half of a mile away from home. I squeezed my butt cheeks as tight as I could to keep the log in. The log began to turtle head again, I stopped walking and squeezed as tight as I could, which helped for a minute or two, but eventually my poor tired butthole had enough. I frantically looked back-and-forth on the trail to check for any other walkers. I did not see anybody in the immediate area. The log started to pick up speed, and I could feel that I was going to have a skidmark. I started to unbutton and unzip my jeans. As the log gained more speed, I jumped behind a tree, pulled my jeans down, and got into a squatting position. At that point, 5 days of poop was ready to come out. The log was really barreling out at this point, my hole was wide open in that squatting position, and the relief was immense. I could smell the log now as it crackled coming out of my body. I grunted and sighed in relief. The log broke off, it looked to be about a foot and a half, however, my body was not finished. I was beet red with embarrassment, but unable to stop as my body desperately needed this relief and was not about to give up now. I remained in the squatting position as smaller, soft pieces began to drop onto the huge, hard log. I was still looking for other walkers, and luckily, I did not have any company, because I was unable to stop or stand up in this moment. Beyond humiliated but still feeling that intense relief, I stayed in a squatting position and allowed the rest of the five days worth of poop to fully be relieved from my body. When I finally felt empty, I stood up and quickly pulled my jeans up, buttoned and zipped them, and looked down at the pile. It was absolutely humongous. I have never gone that much in my life, I felt so much better. I'm just so happy that nobody happened to walk by. I'm going to be more careful in the future not to wait so long to take a laxative.Princess Toadstool Peach
Making a Big Thick Poo in my White Plastic Potty that Night!
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach and today I am now in my snug warm bed and ready to go to sleep. But 1st of all I have to go do something before I sleep. That's right I have to do a big poo before bedtime. So I get out of bed and get out my plastic white potty and place it in the middle of my bedroom and then I pull down my pajama pants to my ankles, wiggle my bottom a little and then I sit down on the potty adjusting myself and squatting as I prepare to go do a big poo both hands on my knees while I push and then I squeeze and grunt it all out of there. Until then slowly I feel my dump waste ooze, crackle and push out of my bottom poo hole. It begins to smell and feels rather 5 inches thick too. I been eating a ton of fibre and apples lately that's probably why. Until finally I get the knack and pooed it all out of my system. I would tell you more about it but I am feeling quite sleepy so I'll probably just sign off. Until then bye bye now!!
Annie
Hard chunks of poop
Got up this morning, went to the washroom, peed, brushed my teeth and went upstairs for breakfast. Was surprised to see 2 Swiss Chalet boxes on the table. One for me, one for my caregiver's son. I went to the microwave first, microwaved it for 1:30 (the box was cold) and took it to the table to eat. I ate slowly enjoying everything. My stomach felt very bloated and uncomfortable so I knew I was constipated unfortunately. My caregiver said if I can't finish it all I can finish it at lunch. Surprisingly I finished it and close to 9 AM I took my medications. I thanked my caregiver, grabbed my Walmart bag and water jar and went downstairs to my room. I've been taking sips from my water jar now and then.
Finally a few minutes ago I got an urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, went to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked out of my room, put the flip flops on out there, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom across from my room. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my black sweatpants and dark green high cut underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed hard. Some hard chunks of poop came out but not easily. I strained to see if anything else wanted out. Nope. Disappointing. Pushed back my sleeves, put my phone into my pocket, grabbed the toilet paper, took some, put the toilet paper back and put the bag on the floor and started wiping. Wiped my vagina first then wiped my butt. There was a little bit of blood. Damn. Put the toilet paper into the toilet, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There were some hard chunks of poop in the toilet, not much. Flushed the toilet, washed my hands, grabbed the Walmart bag, turned off the light, opened the door and left the washroom. I'm trying to increase the amount of water I'm drinking to make everything softer so I can go easier and more satisfying.
I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy, happy and is having a good week. Have a good weekend.
Happy pooping (hopefully)
Annie
P.S. Skidmarked-I understand. I know that adults can have accidents too but seeing mine made me feel like a little girl again
Sarah G
Bathroom visit after school
Hey guys!
I'm back. I'm a 15 year old girl in Wisconsin that originally posted a few weeks ago, and wanted to post again with my most recent bathroom visits!
First things first, on Tuesday my dad made chilli for dinner. It was delicious! I had 2 big bowls of it. And I took some to school the next day as well!
My poop on Wednesday morning wasn't too special, I had to go right when I woke up, but it wasn't anything crazy. A few plops, and a little messy wipe, it took about 5 minutes total.
However, after I ate the left over chili for lunch, my stomach started grumbling in school the last few periods. I hate pooping at school, and I could tell this wasn't going to be a super easy poop, but I was worried I was gonna have to go soon. I managed to hold on until school got out and my dad picked me up, but I had to go for sure. My dad was talking with me and asking how school was etc on the way home, and I was just concentrating on not pooping myself!
Finally we get home, and I put my stuff down in my room and head straight to my bathroom. I pulled my pants and panties down and sat down and peed for about 30 seconds, before getting down to business! I started off with a couple of spurts of runny poop, but my stomach was cramping like crazy so I knew I wasn't done yet. I just took my time with it, since I knew I didn't have anything urgent to do except poop. Lol. I was kinda subconsciously rubbing my stomach as I went to try and relieve some of the cramps. I pushed out a few solid pieces, but my stomach was still hurting, so I continued to sit there, occasionally farting and pooping some soft/ loose stuff for quite a while until I felt better, it was almost 12 minutes worth of me sitting on the toilet. Quite a long time for me!
I wiped and flushed, but the bathroom smelled sooo bad! I really blew it up lol! But I felt so much better afterwards! I walked by the bathroom about 10-15 minutes later and I could still smell it! I know my dad used to be bathroom shortly after I came out, and he had to have smelled it, but he didn't say anything to me, thankfully! I think that was the worst smelling poop I've had in the last few months at least!
Anna from Austria
Party Pooper
Had a rather embarrassing poop last weekend. I was visting a house party of one my friends.
The party was nice with lots of great food and also lots of drinks. Have not been drinking for a while and maybe my stomache was not used to the alcohol anymore. Anyway after a few drinks my ???? started to rumble and I felt some preasure at my backside. So I headed to the guest bathroom as fast as possible.
i locked the door and pulled down my pants and my black slip. As soon as I was seated I started to pee and in mid pee I did a boom type fart and a very soft turd left my behind. 2 more farts and some chocolate like poop landed in the toilet and covered my first turd. After that I was done and went back to the party after lots of toilet paper usage.
The smell was horrible and the bathroom had no window. So I really hope that nobody entered the bathroom straight after me.
Many people saw me going to the bathroom so it would be really clear who the culprit was.
The rest of the party was fun again and nobody was complaining about the smell.
greetings from Austria
AnnaSkidmarked from Columbia
Repy to Annie
Annie- Hey I just wanted to say accidents happen even to the best of us. And nobody I mean nobody is to "grown up" to poop or pee or have a skid mark.Bianca
Felt Desperate
Hi. My poop was one of those morning dumps that needed to hurry. It didn't smell much, but made me cross my legs at the sink. Yesterday's poop had gas, and seemed foamy. This one was at ???? in the middle stall. To Emily: sorry you had to have diaper check to reveal your poop. Today I also did a pee in a bathroom at ???? with an exhaust vent around the entrance to the stall. All for now.
John H
Comments and questions
Hey all.
@Annie. Yes you mentioned your living situation with your friend previously. I hope that a house will become available for you soon. You got to make the best of things until that happens in the meantime.
@Laura. Sounds painful and sorry to hear you had to go to the hospital. Glad you got treatment to help though.
@Emily. Hey and welcome. I don't think I have seen you post before. Sorry to hear about your accident but it sounds like the staff at your school are understanding and helpful.
Is there anything in particular that your school could do that would make pooping at school easier for you? You also mentioned that you generally hold your poo until you get home where you use your diaper. Do you generally prefer to use a diaper over the toilet? I was wondering why if this is the case?
@STREAKS. Hey and thank you for sharing your accounts of being in the bathroom while your wife is pooping. The details of your latest account were enjoyable to read. Loved your descriptions of the sounds, smells and sights.
It sounded like your wife had a long thick log that had some farts and softer poo trapped behind it. This got released once she got the big log out. Do you have an idea of how thick the log was that you spotted.
Sounded like an enjoyable poop for your wife and a fun experience for you. Hopefully you will have more to share.
@Catherine. Hope all is well with you and yours. The situation you outlined regarding your preference for Alan to watch you poo more than you watching him is interesting. Luckily for you and Alan, it sounds like you are both happy and that's all that really matters.
It's cool that you and Beth are close enough to discuss poops and share notable pictures from time to time. Can I ask, does Alan know about you and Beth's discussions / pictures? If yes, have you shared any of Beth's stories or pictures with Alan?
That was longer than expected. Take care all.
John H.
A Royally Peachy but also Poo Pooey Peepee Porta Potty Poem!
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach
I like tell you a Poem about my porta potty visit if I preach
I was walking along with my friend Bethany Mild
At a fair for games, fun and animals wild
Until all of a sudden I needed to go
To empty my bladder and let it flow
I needed to go right now
To drain my bladder and release my bowels
I headed to the porta potties
Fast as I could spit spotty
As soon as quick as a old man's snore
I arrived there and locked the door
I couldn't of been more happier
It was clean and lots of rolls of toilet paper
I lifted the lid with delight and lifted my dress
Because I had a BM and tinkle to make and do my best
So without a worry I pulled down my panties in a hurry
Then with a tiny giggle I gave my bottom a little wiggle
I then sat myself down gently adjust and squat
So my wee and my poo will enter the pot
And without any delays in a dash I heard my business
"PLOP PLUNKPLUNK PLOOP SPLASH!!!"
Then I heard a long sound but also tiny plop
"TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsssssshhhh dripdripdrop!!"
I reached for some toilet paper what could be finer?
Than wiping your bottom front to back and also your vagina
Then I got up pulling my panties up and my dress back down
And began flushing my business thick, huge and brown
It wasn't smelling too lush but never the less I had to
"FLUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsssssshhhhhh!!"
Yes that smell was incredibly bad dump waste
But I'm sure some flies would like some to taste
So without further a do I need to wash my hands and how
This is me Princess Toadstool Peach saying Bye bye now!
Random Girl
To Jenny
Long story short
I couple summers ago, I went out dancing on a summer night wearing white pants and of course light skin colored thong so you could not see my underwear through my pants.
I remember I had a good time, but admittingly I had too much to drink.
I fell asleep on my friends couch that night. I went to pee and I found a skidmark in my white pants and thong. Thankfully it was not visible on the outside of my pants. I wiped and still had poop to wipe even though I just peed. I must of pooped at the club and either wiped very poorly or not at all.
Pete
Stink reduction during shitting
If like, I do you spend considerable time sitting on the WC doing your number two, the stink will be much less if you do a courtesy flush several times during the course of dropping your turds in the pot. Also a flush before you begin to wipe will also reduce the stink. These are particularly useful precautions if your home bathroom is a busy one
Lysira
Response to Lysira's story
Hey there Lysira, I love peeing the bed. Sometimes I'll hold it until I can't and soak the bed. Sometimes I'll do it naked and others with nothing but underwear. Every once in a while I'll do it fully clothed or shirtless or
Do you have any specific ways that you like to do it? Or do you just do it just in whatever position you happen to be in and whatever you happen to be wearing ?
Thunder
Toilet assistance paid by Government
I mentioned in my last post that I was to have a continence assessment.
Well I had it a couple of days ago and it took nearly two hours. Whilst I work full time (plus) I am subject to a disability scheme which offers such support that I am able to keep working full steam ahead (and paying taxes).
Amongst other things in the assessment it will be recommended that I have someone accompany me whilst I have a BM for two reasons.
The lessor is that sometimes I cannot wipe my bottom (occasionally) and if I have a very hard movement (or a very big movement that might not be hard) I can get very dizzy and become a falls risk....there is some word for it. I also have a falls watch if I should pass out.
This problem is an occasional problem but it is real.
now today I have not had a poo for three day and I am not game to try on my own so will be seeing my therapist this afternoon and she will insert an enema and assist me in the toileting process.
What do you think?
Thunder
Sandra
Public Toilet Phobia Part 2
Around a week after I overcame my phobia about pooping in public toilets, detailed in my previous post, by using the facilities in work I felt the urge late in the afernoon. It was nothing which could not wait unti I was home and as I was not going out from work there was no reson to make myself comfortable before departing. I was in no danger of an accident so in normal circumstances I would not give a second thought to going home to do it. But after overcming the phobia the previous week I looked at the situation differently. It would be my normal practice to have a wee before leaving, but this time it was going to be more. Moreover, I would use the facilities on my floor instead of going upstairs to be less conspicuous.
Boldly I entered the ladies with a sense of excitement. A couple of stalls were occupied, but this was not going to put me off. After my customary pre departure wee the urge to poo had not subsided and I just let it out without the inhibitions of the previous week. I had my phone with me and remained seatied for a good few minutes. Browsing the web helped me feel relaxed, assisting me to drop a lot more logs with minimal effort. When I was sure I was done I wiped, pulled up my white lace knickers and trousers, flushed and left the cubicle. I was alone in the ladies when. I washed my hands before feeling wery satisfied. When home there was no urge to deficate as was many times the case.
One day the following week the urge to poo was very weak when I got up. It would be my normal practice to sit on the toilet and force as much out as I could to avoid a need to poo in work before coming home, but this time having overcome the phobia I was not going to. I would shit in work later in the day when the urge would be a lot stronger and no effort would be required.
I developed an urge during the morning which increased after my second coffee. This necesitated a wee, but I was not going to poo just yet. I would wait until the urge increased and the experience would be more satisfying. It was only after some lunch thet I felt I really needed to go. This was no doubt going to be a bigger one than the previous two because I had not previously gone at home. Again I was going to do it in the ladies on my floor. I was not alone as two cubicles were occupied and by the smell and sounds it was obvious that the occupants were pooping.
This poo was different to my previous two in work because I virtually expoded after a gentle push. A lot of sludge was expelled with a loud fart and I was pissing at the same time. I could still hear noises from other stalls and this went a long way to lessening my embarrasment. This was put in the shade by my feeling of relief. Did I need to go! I knew I was not done and was going to remain seated until I was finished, reading text on my phone. The rest of the poo was a lot more subdued and solid. After around four minutes, during which others entered and left the ladies' I was sure there was no more. Wiping took a while as my bum took a lot of cleaning. Everything went down with the flush, but skid marks remained. I was alone at the sink washing my hands.
This was the point at which the ice was totally broken and the phobia was a thing of the past. I decided that from now on work would be my normal place for a number two as it was for most of my colleagues. If I woke up with a strong urge to poo of course I would relieve myself at home, but otherwise, most of the time, it could wait for the office. Late in the morning was my usual time after coffee got things moving. On the now rare occassions when I did go at home prior to departure I would usually also drop a load at the office before going home. I developed a new routine, late morning taking over from first thing, whereever I was. Previously If I had a bit of dodgy stomach I would have been inclined to phone in sick sick rather than go to work. Not any more. I have gone to work on the odd occassion with a bit of a dodgy ???? and thought nothing of relieving myself when ever and how often the need arose.
Not long after overcoming the phobia and feeling liberated all reasonably clean public toilets were fair game. I have had many a poo in the mall, stores and pubs. Having a poo on, rather than in advance of, train bus and plane trips breaks up the journey. When I stop at motorway service stations for relief it is often for more than a wee.
The pandemic changed everything and the use of toilets had to be at home. Since I have mainly been working from home but on the days when I go into the office I will poo. I am usually alone in the ladies now with most people also working from home. I live a short walk from a supermarket where I buy supplies. On most occassions when I stroll over late in the morning I will poo there rather than at home as the walk after coffee seems to increase the urge. I find there is also some sort of attraction to being in a cubicle. The toilets are kept clean and the paper is a reasonable standard. I also like the feel of the seats, which are unusual, on my bum for a sit down lasting longer than a wee. Since a refurbishment they are not liftable seats as such but are molded into the bowl and patterned grey in colour. The moided seats are wider than most conventional ones with a very slight contour. Most times I have company in the other stalls and it is often for the purpose of pooping.
I hope you have enjoyed my posts, describing how I overcame a phobia which was something of an albatross around my neck for so long.
Sandra
Tuesday, October 15, 2024
Annie
Poop after lunch & replies
I got up this morning with a bloated stomach (constipated), grabbed my Walmart bag, toothbrush, toothpaste and water jar and went to the washroom and brushed my teeth. Bowels wouldn't move yet. Went upstairs for breakfast (an egg and avocado sandwich, double decker and toasted). Ate slowly, chewing well and enjoyed it. Took my medications after breakfast at 9 AM. Went back downstairs to my room until lunch. There was a banana on the table so I figured my caregiver wanted me to have a small lunch to hold me off until dinner. After the banana I put my banana peel in the compost (my caregiver calls it organic), grabbed a tea bag from the kitchen, went downstairs, made a cup of tea and a jar of warm water and drank both slowly. Eventually my caregiver called me upstairs around 1 PM. I went upstairs and was surprised to see that she had bought me Swiss Chalet for lunch! Some kind of teriyaki chicken, fries, coleslaw and a bun which was really hot. She had put butter on it. It took me a while to eat but I was very grateful and ate slowly. After lunch I went downstairs (my caregiver was in her room so I couldn't thank her again) and went to my room. Stomach felt very full.
Finally a few minutes ago I got the urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, went to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked out of my room, put the flip flops on out there, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom across from my room. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my baggy navy blue sweatpants (that I sleep in) and dark grey underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first a lot then pushed out a bunch of chunks of poop. It wasn't tons or even a lot, just some. That was disappointing. Pushed back my sweater sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag, took the toilet paper out, took some, put the roll back, put the Walmart bag on the floor and started wiping. Wiped my vagina first then leaned forward to wipe my butt. There wasn't tons on the toilet paper, just some. Put the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There were some chunks of hard poop but that's it, nothing impressive. Flushed the toilet, washed my hands, grabbed my Walmart bag, opened the door, turned off the light, walked to my room, took the flip flops off outside my room, opened the door, walked in, put the flip flops in my room on, dried my hands on the towels in here and now writing this. Hopefully everyone is doing well. Please stay safe, healthy, happy and happy pooping!
Now for replies
John H-You're welcome. Like I think I have said in the past I'm living with my caregiver until I get housing (been here apparently 2 years and can't go out independently because of my brain surgery and stroke in 2013. So my caregiver and her son buy things I need using money from my Disability). Waiting for housing seems to take ages.
Catherine-Thanks though I don't remember that.Toylet
Catherine & Streaks
Catherine - I've been lurking here for decades and have always loved your posts. I felt compelled to finally post because I have to know how on earth did you and your minister get to where you exchanged poop pics? ? ?
Streaks - Your accounts of wife watching are great. Glad she's finally warming to the notion of you watching. Your last post was so vivid I could practically smell it !Laura
To John h
Hi thanks for message I am on the road to recovery I had to go to hospital to get checked out as the pain was so bad all day aching and like razors when I went to the toilet
They checked me over and i have got a tear which must have happened when I passed my big bm so I have been trying to eat foods with more fibre and I have been given so tablets to take in case of infection also laxatives not that I have used them yet speak soonPrincess Toadstool Peach
Feeling a lot Better and Ready for a Normal BM Big Poo/Wee!!
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach and I'm feeling a lot better after that last post you heard from me. I just needed a few days laying off seafood and deep sleep bed rest. Anyway I feel so good in fact I have to go for my royal bathroom break now to make a big wee and then maybe a big poo too. I rush to the bathroom, walk over to the toilet, lifting up the toilet lid, lift up my dress, pull down my panties to my ankles, give my bottom a little wiggle and sit down on the toilet adjusting myself and squatting reading the newspaper in response. It feels so much better not having diarrhoea or vomiting anymore. Soon after a while I begin to tinkle into the toilet my bladder starts emptying weeing a lot and it feels good as my dapper vagina starts to drain out "TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSssssshhhhhh dripdripdrop!!" And then after that I start to push and squeeze as a large brown lump of my dump waste comes out of my bottom poo hole and then I pooed. "PLUNKPLUNKPLUNK PLOOP SPLASH!!" Much better! I grab some toilet paper and wipe my vagina and then my bottom front and back. It's so good to let a stool play it cool. Then I get up, pull my panties up, lift down my dress and then I flush it all away. "FLUSssshhh!!" Woo glad to get that nasty nostril nugget smell out of my life. I'm so happy I am better again after washing my hands Bye bye now!!STEPHEN . P
This morning I had the urge to poop when I woke sat on the THETFORD 245 pottie had a wee after five minutes the urge disappeared so I put on my dressing down and went downstairs had my dose of LAXIDO then made and drank some tea .while doing the washing up .I felt the urge again so went to the campervan sat on the ADVENTURIDGE pottie had a wee then pushed many times after ten minuites my bowels openedCurious
When was the last time you pooped and found out you did not have any toilet paper or not enough to do the job?
Did you wipe with something else (e.g. a paper towel, tissue, sock, cloth towel)?
Were you able to just rinse in the shower right after?
If you had to just pull up your underwear, how did the rest of the day go? were you uncomfortable? Did you notice a smell?Skidmarked from Columbia
Repy to Annie
Annie- Hey I just wanted to say accidents happen even to the best of us. And nobody I mean nobody is to "grown up" to poop or pee or have a skid mark.
Lysira
Food for thought
Does anyone ever get random urges to wet their bed on purpose?
Like I'll just be in bed and needing to pee and the so-called devil on my shoulder is yelling at me to just pee the bed a) even though I can get to the bathroom, and b) I'm not the one who does my laundry.
...and then common sense kicks in but I still feel like peeing the bed afterward.
Response to Emily's Experience
When I was in 9th grade. It was early in the year and all of us freshmen had to take a national skills test. Our teachers were really hyper about our school doing better than it did the previous year. I think they got some kind of merit pay if we did well. During the reading test I got hot and nauseated. I motioned the proctor over to my desk and whispered my need. She seemed surprised and agitated. She took out her phone, texted the office and a administrator came to our room. I could tell she was mad at me, she told me about the rule against leaving, but I insisted. The administrator had to walk me to the bathroom, check out my stall against cheating, and then stood right by the half door, telling me to hurry up and stuff like that when she didn't hear anything drop into the toilet. I think after about five minutes I laid out a thick three inch prize. I was lucky only two wipes were necessary. I quickly washed my hands and we quickly walked back to class. The class had already switched to the math portion. I had only completed 2/3 of the read portion. My mom was called and she kind of sided with the school administration. She said I should be getting up earlier so I can crap at home; otherwise, I should hold it in during important tests.
Jenny "SIS"
my my looking at some of my posts and I am so embarrassed of my typing grammar..more than my skidmarks!!! Today might not be better as I am typing on my iphone.
Catherine- hi SPAS sis. I am at home having a nice poop with my yoga pants down to may ankles and my (currently) clean pink panties and my knees. I have not pooped today, but my husband called these under my Faux thongs, since they ride up so much they almost look like a thong. The material is not uncomfortable and the complement my rear shape in a flattering way, but they can get pretty streaky.. they do respond to stain stick very well! But happy to be pooping at home with wet wipes!!! ahhhh...three logs, first two did not plop as both dropped quickly. the third one plopped with a little splash back!! ahhhhh!..I guess I'm a little less grossed out as it its my toilet and I clean it regularly! The turds are shaping looking like almost the number 6!
<wiped up and washed my hands>
Anna from Astoria- As you can read above, I related you your boy shorts story ;)
Skid marked in Columbia-I think I misunderstood you question. I have had some bad skid marks, the worst are from work and they gym in non thongs. But the worse I can remember I posted about were some lacy panties that I wore to work , and I got paged and I didn't wipe. I looked like I pooped those panties. They were so nice and I didn't want to throw them away. thankfully you actually could not see the stain on the outside, but the streak inside remained until I finically got rid of them after a few years
Streaks-I like your name, I husband playfully nicknamed me that (in private) when I wore any white underwear. My poop is also consistently bigger than my husband when we playfully compare and I will often conserve toilet paper and wipe only once if I am going to shower either right after or withing 15 minutes after a poop
Travis- I remember being very shy about pooping at all my boyfriend's houses and current husband. There is a lot of jokes about that phenomenon on social media shorts. I can see I have pooped at every guy's house I have dated...and um a couple guys I never quite dated but had a little fun with. Now I will often poop with the door open as long it the poop is not excessively stinky
Random question for the ladies- As anyone ever gotten a skidmark in their pants when wearing a thong? Asking for a friend :)
Shoot out to old friends in case you are lurking: Anna from Canada, Braidy, Romantic Dump, and Kristi! Hope you are well
-Skidless in seattle
Tuesday, October 8, 2024