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Hi Everyone, this is Part Two! Mina will tell you what was happened. Mina write in way Kazu told to us, yesterday, while she (Kazu) farting again and again and again.
Kazu's grandparents' house is in middle of countryside, and her uncle's house is in same compound. Grandmother's house is fairly modern one and has Western-style loo, but uncle's house is very traditional and loo is very VERY old fashion. Two cubicles with hole in ground and pit under, no flush. Also one urinal for man.
Of course, after a breakfast Thursday morning, Kazu needed loo for a big defecate. She worried her mother would bang on door and say, "Time out!!" but Kazu feeling obstinate, say to herself, "If she says, I will stay on loo until finish, and if she slap me after, I slap her."
Big sister Hiromi look at Kazu and read her mind. "Kazu-chan, I am going to loo. You come?"
"OK, I come."
Mother said nothing. Perhaps because it is her uncle's house??
At door of loo, Hiromi said to Kazu, "Stay all time that you want. if mother tries to come and bully, I keep her away."
"Thank you Hiromi."
Kazu entered left loo, Hiromi entered right loo. They pull down pyjamas and panties and squat, then big hissing sound of wee of both them.
Then Kazu can feel Hiromi become to stiff, and Kazu also become, so they pushing. Soon, splats from Hiromi. Just after, larger number of splats from Kazu. Both sisters breathing hard a bit.
Few minutes later, more splats from both sisters. Then Hiromi rustled paper, so Kazu knows she finished. Hiromi put back lid on her loo and went out from door, said to Kazu, "I keep Mama talking so she don't come here."
"OK, thank you" in strain voice. One second later, splat splat splat splat. Kazu breathed hard, wait a bit, then more splats. Finally she finished, cleaned her beautiful bottom, admired her beautiful brown mountain, and went out from loo and went to main room. Mother looked at her, but said nothing. She didn't have angry face, so Kazu surprised little bit. Because Kazu defecated for more than ten minutes.
Then she put on her black things, and everybody did, and they went to funeral in the midday.
Hiromi and her husband and daughters went back to big city Thursday evening. Kazu and her parents stayed one more day so grandmother will be happy.
Friday morning, after a breakfast, Kazu's mother said to Kazu, "Perhaps you go to grandmother's house to use toilet? It is Western style, you be comfortable." On Thursday, Hiromi's daughters used loo in grandmother's house for their defecate. They are not accustom to squat style loo.
But Kazu said, "It's OK I use loo in this house. I am OK."
She went to loo. She was surprise a bit. Mother's voice so kind! What was happened?
After Kazu defecating about five minutes, someone entered other loo. Aunt? Uncle? Father? Surely not MOTHER???
Kazu heard strong hissing sound. That is not man, she thought. Maybe Aunt.
Then she heard two splats. Almost in same time, Kazu herself dropped six heavy splats.
Neighbour rustled paper and cleaned herself, put back loo lid, opened door and went out. Stopped outside Kazu's door. "Kazu-chan, take your time. You are OK, right?"
Mother!!!!
What was happened??
Kazu finished her splats and a burururururu, then cleaned herself and went to front room.　Mother began talk to her about grandmother, and grandfather's memories, and childhood memories and... Grandmother and aunt also there. Other uncle, younger brother of mother, came in soon after.
Maybe Kazu's mother can't slap Kazu in front of others?? But she talk to Kazu kind voice. Kazu surprised very much!
In afternoon, in car back to city, Kazu's mother talk about many things, but said nothing about Kazu's long time in loo.
When they arrive in big city, Kazu's mother said, "Kazu, you have dinner with us. I prepared oden."
It is Japanese soup with fish products and hard boil eggs and vegetable products in it, we eat with Japanese mustard.
Kazu's mother filled Kazu's bowl with many many pieces. "Eat all."
Kazu ate and ate and ate. Very delicious oden!! And Kazu and her father drank beer. And all talked happily.
After that, time for Kazu to come back her flat, crushes waiting for her. She put on coat because cold weather. Then she looked at her mother. Mother said nothing, but Kazu read her eyes. Her eyes saying, "Kazu-chan, many many years I bullied you about loo. I am sorry. I never bully you again. Eat and eat and eat, and stay on loo long time as you like."
Kazu burst into the tears and hug her mother. Her father also put hand on her shoulder. Mother also crying little bit. Finally she spoke. "Sorry Kazu-chan." She said only that.
Kazuko said nothing, but smiled to her parents with crying.
Finally Kazu said, "I come to see you again soon." And went out into street. In street and in train, she tried not to cry. Very difficult. So when she arrived our flat, she burst into the tears again. You already know next part, Mina wrote it in Part One.
By the way, Kazu farted sometimes in street, but she didn't fart in train. Only short train ride, that was lucky thing. Maybe it was surprise and happy shock that made her fart.
Tomorrow Mina tell you Part Three, it is last part.
Love to everyone.
Chakamami Family
David P
Update
First thanks for all the replies to my survey, so many good replies they made me happy.
Anna Beth - I wanted to say hi as not seen you on here before, thanks for survey reply. I have not had a poo get stuck halfway or suck back up either since I was a kid and do wonder many times what causes it ever since reading Abbie's stories on here. Do read them, the are good. Sounds like you have such an easy poo with it coming out on its own and the fact it is a long and soft log. Mine currently are either short knobbly logs, pebbles or like very thin soft fingers that need a lot of wiping.
Question - What causes a poo to get sucked back up your bum?
Sorry for not being active here, life has been so hectic with work and such. I am managing to poo pretty much every day where before I was going every 3 days. I have to force myself though, tonight I had to try and push and keep pushing and managed a few pebbles that were like a sharp 'plop' push some more, 'plop' etc. I was sat with my feet on the floor and bent forward and holding my breath. I have a squatty potty but it's buried under some stuff stacked beside the toilet, I used to use it alot but now I just sit normally and push it out. Does anyone actually find it any different using a squatty potty? I think this morning I also went and had a short but fat log that made a loud plop. The day before I managed to have a small hard knobbly log before work, then half an hour after sitting at my desk I needed to run off before my mad day began and went up to top floor, sat on a seat that was smaller than the toilet somehow and pushed out like 3 smaller soft bits that went, plop,plop,plop. Luckily nobody was in at this time. It took me a while to wipe and it stunk pretty strong. I tried to flush but the work toilets suck at flushing so it was just my brown paper on the top. Literally every time I go for a poo at work it does not flush! No idea why I needed to poo after just going in the morning? but I am so happy I can just go and poo now at work and not even care as for many years through school or whatever I was way too scared and held it in causing me to have a lot of issues and anxiety. I even held in diorreah when I was 13 one day showing how bad I was anxious about it and stayed all day at school clenching my cheeks.
Even though I am pooing every day it isn't like a proper long log that is a proper poo. How do I get myself to have a proper poo? I want to be sat there pushing it out and it has some good weight to it you are pushing it a little while and then it looks like a big coiled log, any ideas?
I think it's mad how we all literally poo and push out these poos, some big, some small and nobody even says a word. It sucks, I wish people spoke about it. I miss my old high school crush that would talk about her poo. That never happens, very rare.
Anybody know where I could find people in real life that are happy to discuss pooing?
as I feel kind of unusual being so fascinated about doing a poo. Like ever since a kid I enjoyed this site reading stories from Abbie and Jasmin K every night amazed at the sizes of some peoples poo and the difficulty sometimes needed to go - yet we don't say anything!
Mina
Part Two correction
Mina wrote, "yesterday" but that is inaccurate. Actually Kazu told story two times, one is yesterday and one is Friday. But she farted only Friday. not yesterday.
Mina's English is very very very bad. Sorry to everyone.
worried i caused my own accident
omg i am soooooo embarrassed but i have to get this off my chest. i really actually POOPED my pants big time today and im worried it was my own fault, like i manifested it somehow.
before i start let me say i always have a big bm when i wake up but if i have to go later in the day, i usually hold off for a couple hours until it builds up and gets kinda urgent so i can have a bigger bm once or twice instead of lots of small ones which is annoying. and before you say DUH it was your fault for holding it, thats normal for me and i have NEVER had a problem before now!
anyway i went to this market about 30 minutes walk from my house. i felt the urge to poop before i left but ignored it as usual because, see above. normally i can wait two or three hours minimum. it got a bit stronger than usual on my walk over but i figured it would pass so i ignored it, the market is all outdoors and their's no bathroom anyway. but on my way home it started getting worse and soon i had to go pretty bad. i was starting to get nervous because i live in the suburbs and theres no where to stop. about 15 minutes from home my cramping got REALLY bad and i started prairie dogging like, hard! then i started to think, oh shit what if i don't make it? i held on and by the time i was a couple blocks away i was super panicked, it was the worst ive ever had to go. i just kept saying over and over under my breath, 'im gonna poop my pants, im gonna poop my pants, im gonna poop my pants' like it was a mantra. i think it was helping me keep focused honestly. but...then i just couldn't hold it a second longer and it was coming out of me and i felt my cheeks spreading and my stomach pushing and oh my GOD. i took a huge shit in my underwear and it was AWFUL. i was mortified!! worst part? i could see my front door too, i was so close. i actually couldnt move for a minute i was so humiliated and i looked back and it was super obvious id had a huge accident and i just didn't know what to do. but i couldnt stay there so i just got home fast as i could and got cleaned up.
but now im feeling kinda guilty. like i cleaned up and then had to lie down because i was feeling stressed and ashamed which is normal i guess. but now i'm wondering if i caused myself to poop my pants with my negative mindset. like i dont know if people believe this stuff but me and my friends are realy into like, manifesting and mindset and stuff and now i'm wondering why i was thinking 'what if i dont make it' and repeating 'im gonna poop my pants'. like why didnt i think 'im gonna make it' instead? like i pooped my pants because i SAID i was going to poop my pants so of course it happened! i dont know, maybe im overthinking it but i'm scared i could have made it if i'd just been more positive and now i had this embarrassing experience and i feel so ashamed and maybe i could have tried harder to avoid it. i dunno, what do you guys think?
Matt
Hey, I'm Matt. I'm 36 years old and have loved to poop for as long as I can remember. I'm pretty fit. About 6 feet tall and weigh about 180 lbs.
I usually take pretty big dumps. My poop schedule is taking a dump at home once a day in the morning, usually a few hours after getting up. Sometimes I don't go and in that case, I will need to take an even bigger shit the following day.
I do like public dumping when I can. I love to hear the sounds and smells of other guys shitting around me. I didn't always like shitting in public when I was younger, but it doesn't bother me much anymore.
A few weekends ago I had to go and do some errands on the weekend. I left the house early and although I somewhat had the urge to go, it wasn't a pressing need. Around 45 minutes later, I could feel a more pressing urge to take a shit. I had a coffee earlier in the morning at home, but it didn't have an immediate effect on me.
I realized that I needed to find a toilet sooner rather than later. The mall I was at had several washrooms in it. I went to a quieter one on the bottom floor. There were only two stalls in the bathroom and I went over and took the handicapped stalls.
Inside there was a wall mounted toilet that was next to the stall partition for the adjacent stalls. I locked the door and dropped by jeans. I noticed some skid marks in the toilet so clearly someone had used the toilet not long before me. I slipped down my boxer briefs and sat down on the toilet just as another guy came into the bathroom and went into the stall next to me.
I'm not a shy pooper at all so didn't hold back at all. I let out a fart and started to pee as I pushed what felt like a decent sized turd. I could tell it was quite firm. I pushed more and it kept coming out of me.
I decided to lift my bum off the seat and hover so I could release it more easily. I pushed some more and the big turd dropped into the bowl with a loud thud and splash. But I wasn't fully relieved. I let out a loud pffft fart as another thick turd came out. I kept pushing to relieve myself of a second firm and thick turd that landed in the bowl with a big splash.
I heard the guy next to me start to fart and shit dropping a few logs into the bowl. I stood up and turned around to see two very long, thick and firm turds. I wiped for a minute or two before pulling my boxer briefs and jeans back up. I pulled the lever to flush and watched as the turds spun around the bowl but got caught in the drain and held back the toilet paper.
Puzzled why the toilet was flushing, I flushed again but the turds were now trapped in the bottom of the toilet and weren't moving at all. I must have flushed a few more times to try and get everything down but left after realizing they weren't going to go down.
Elizabeth
First Introductory post
Hi all, I've been a long time lurker and finally worked up the courage to post, My name's Elizabeth but most people call me Lizzie, I'm 20 years old, though I'll be 21 on April 21st!, I'm a 5'8" brunette, and I love pooping. I poop a lot, like six to eight times a day, and half those times it's a big one, like enough to clog the toilet. I haven't clogged the toilet in a long while, I've gotten decent at courtesy flushing, but sometimes I'll forget to if I'm really desperate or if I'm in public. My poos are usually soft and mushy, with the consistency of mud and I fart a lot, which is because i usually hold everything in until I can get to a toilet.
So anyways, first story!
I was at the store with my boyfriend, we had eaten Mexican food about an hour before, and my stomach was bubbling and I was gassy, I kept holding in my farts like I usually do, eventually it got to the point where I could feel that telltale weight in my bum, I whispered to my boyfriend, "Hey babe, I've gotta poop, I'll be right back." Before fast walking off to the bathrooms at the back of the store. I ran into the ladies room, there were three stalls, one was clearly out of order with a pile of poo in the bowl surrounded by used paper, I took the third stall, hiked up my skirt, pulled down my leggings and panties and sat down, the seat was still comfortably warm from the last user, I straightened my posture and started peeing, as I was finishing my pee a girl a few years younger than me rushed in, yelling to her mom outside that she's about to burst, she took the second stall, pulled her leggings down and sat to pee, my stomach gurgled and I let out a wet fart, the girl sat for a moment and grunted, pushing out a few plops, I pushed and farted again, as the girl was finishing up her poo I pushed again and finally the dam burst, I unloaded wet felt like a ton of mushy poo into that toilet bowl, with several farts. I sat for about five minutes, wiped my butt clean, took like ten wipes, flushed the pot, washed my hands, and went back to my boyfriend.
Hope you enjoyed!
-Lizzie (Elizabeth)
Bianca
Answer
Hi Pete! Good question about enjoying bowel movement. I enjoy mine as long as I don't have an accident. My poop has been sloppy for a bit. I was thankful to be dropped off before the car went to be parked while in Austin recently. Parking took long enough, that if it weren't for that, I probably would have almost missed the bus because of my toilet needs. Btw, the toilets at the new visitors center are fast. I'm jealous of the flush. All for now.
Leah
Dear Austin:
Just a quick one to say, why did you hold your poo for almost a week?
Is that normal for you or were you constipated?
I'm very unwell at the moment so my stories have dried up, at least for now.
I have noticed that my pain medication is affecting my digestion, so I feel even sicker, a little at least but my constipation means I'm not pooing properly, it all comes out in small plops and splashes. I hope this ends soon.
Mina
Kazuko's toilet trauma is over forever!...? Part One
Hi Everyone, we hope you are all very fine.
We have a big news! But it is long story so Mina will divide into three parts. She is difficult to write a lot and lot of English. Mina try to write toilet-relate part only so this will not be off-subject post. This Part One include many many farts!!
It is a very happy story, though it is sad at beginning.
Kazuko said to Mina, please write her real name Kazuko, not her Chakamami name Kazumi.
Last Monday evening, Kazuko's grandfather died, he was sleeping when he died. So he didn't suffer. He was 96 years of age.
Kazuko's mother went to his house on Tuesday, but wake was on Wednesday, so Kazuko and her sister Hiromi (change name) went on Wednesday daytime. Hiromi went with family, she has two daughters.
Funeral was Thursday, but Kazuko stayed uncle's house until Friday, with her parents. Her father is already retire. Uncle is her mother's older brother.
Friday evening, we all waiting for Kazu. Finally we hear her key. We rush to door. She open, and she burst into the tears at once!
Old timers of this site know, Kazu has big stress about toilet, because her mother always bully her, say she can sit on toilet only one minute because she is woman.
So when Kazu burst into the tears, Maho's face become to red with angry. She angry to Kazuko's mother.
But Kazu said, "Maholin don't angry!! I am very happy crying!"
Then Kazu suddenly farted!
"Wow Kazu. Are you OK?"
"I'm OK but can I go to loo? I am very full with gas."
Maho's angry disappeared. She took Kazu's hand and we all went to beige loo. Maho pulled down Kazu's jeans and panties, and Kazu sat on loo.
BRRAAAPPP. That was huge o-nara! (It is Japanese word for fart.)
Kazu still crying. Bu-hu-hu! BRRAAAPPP. Very noisy fart.
"Sorry, I have to do many o-nara"
"No sorry, Kazu-chan. Please do o-nara lots and lots." Maho also crying.
Maho put off Kazu's jeans and panties completely, so Kazu feel more comfortable for her farts. Hisae squatting near her for massage.
3 crushes are busy to kiss and caress Kazu while she farting again and again and again. Hisae and Mina start to crying.
And while Kazu farting, she tell us whole story. Mina will write that in Part Two. Kazu's crushes said "Uuuuuu" and "Yiiiii!" many times.
"Now I am most happiest woman in whole world," Kazu said.
BRRRAAAPPPP.
"Kazu-chan you are most beautiful woman in whole world."
"No I am not. You are, Minappé, and Maholin and Chae." BRRAAAAPPPP.
BRRRAAAPPP. Pakan. Little brown bullet shoot out from Kazu's beautiful bottom high speed.
"Kazu-chan why you don't do motions?"
"I don't feel like I want to do. But lots of gas inside my bottom." BRRRAAPPP.
Do o-naras many more, beautiful Kazu-chan."
BRRRAAAPPP. "Wuu-huu-huu...."
"Kazu-chan we love you."
"Chae, Maholin, Minappé, I love you." BRRRAAAPPP.
Kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss. All of us still crying. Happy crying.
BRRAAAPPP.
Finally after 35 minutes, Kazu said, "I think I empty now. Thank you you stay with me so long time"
"We are so happy for you Kazu. So happy!!"
Perhaps she did more than 50 farts. Big ones and small ones. But fragrance is not horrendous so much. Little bit horrendous fragrance.
And a few small brown bullets in loo, so Kazu washed her bottom with washlet, and three crushes dried her beautiful bottom.
Then we went to tatami room. We were so so happy, even we were also sad because Kazu lost her grandad.
Mina tell you reason of Kazu's happy feeling in Part Two, tomorrow we hope.
Love to Everyone.
Chakamami Family
Rike
Memories part 2 - teachers bathroom
This happened on first day of 3rd grade. For 3rd and 4th grade I was at another elementary school. This one was built new and was for a bunch of Towns in my district where I lived back then. The school was so new that there were no room signs yet, so nobody knew what was in each room and where your classroom was. My class waited at entrance for our teacher, so she could walk us to our classroom. It was on the first floor, so we took the stairs up and straight down a hallway. There were some doors on the left and right and the doors at the right were classrooms. I think there were 4 and we were in the 3rd classroom in that hallway. We had a welcome and introduction from our teacher and midway through the first lesson it was about toilets and that she would lead us to them. That was good as I had a need for a pee. She lead us out and we were still in the same hallway. On the other side were other doors and to of them were bathrooms. I went with the other girls in one and there were 6 stalls in total, with white doors and red frame. As we were more girls than stalls I waited for my turn. When I was in the stall it was an toilet mounted on the wall. It did not have a regular seat but two plastic halves that were on the toilet. I was confused but sat down and had my pee.
When we were back in the classroom introductory to the new school. Later before our first break she told us that she made a mistake and, that we used the teachers bathrooms. The students bathrooms were downstairs at ground floor. First was the boysroom and then the girlsroom. Interestingly there was an identical color scheme, but the frame and seating was blue for girls and red for boys. That bathroom was larger and had 10 stalls on each side. Also the toilets itself were kids seize. But there was still a strange set of toilets. These toilets were at the end of the hallway were my classroom was. They were tucked away in a corner and consists of two stalls with one red and one blue frame and seating. We were told that that are kind of emergency toilets and we should normally not use them. There were occasions when I used them. They were really quite and not gender segregated.
Brenisha
She really needed to go
While I was working yesterday, I witnessed an interesting happening. There is this shy accountant that works in our office. She's rather short, slim and has natural red hair. She never spends more than a minute in the bathroom, so I assume that she is poop shy. However, yesterday, things were different.
I noticed that she had been in the bathroom for a while. by the time she finally emerged, her face was slightly flushed, her expression carefully neutral. She avoided eye contact, walking briskly back to her desk like nothing had happened. But the tension in her shoulders told a different story.
Curiosity got the best of me and I grabbed my water bottle (you know, for cover - a totally normal reason to step away) and made my way to the ladies. The second I walked in, the situation became clear. The toilet was not working. And inside was my colleague's big deposit.
She had left a soft and smelly heap in the toilet. It contained many undigested red beans husks. To me, it seemed like she had overindulged on Mexican food the day before, maybe even some spicy dishes. This must have stimulated her digestion so much that she had no choice but using the toilet at work despite being poop shy. And of all users, the toilet decided to break down on her.
I was torn between sympathy and secondhand embarrassment. I did what any other person would do and pressed the flush handle, but the toilet was still broken. I then washed my hands for the sake of formality and left as if nothing had happened.
John H
A big log and some comments
Hey all posters old and new. Today I have a story about a recent big poop, but first, some comments.
I was sorry to read that Catherine has stopped posting. She was a great writer and had been posting forr as long as I have visited this site. I always enjoyed her posts and it seemed she was sharing some good experiences over the last few months in particular. She was always kind and helpful and I hope her and her family are well, and that she may return here some day.
@CaliOops. Welcome and I am looking forward to reading more of your posts. Sorry to hear about your accidents but it sounds like you have gotten managing them down to a fine art. With that in mind, I am curious to know if any of your friends are aware of your accidents or is it just your family that know? How do you approach your diapers when it comes to dating? I hope you don't mind those questions. If you do, then no need to answer if you don't wish to.
Regarding your question, I am a guy so I am not qualified to answer lol. I did find it interesting that you have less accidents around your period though. I know from female friends and girlfriends that they tend to pee more during their period and it can also impact their poops too.
Do you just use diapers for your period or do you use specific products like pads, tampons or a cup? If so, could they play any part in you having reduced accidents?
Now a story.
I have been eating better of late and I have noticed some changes to my poops. Now I poop in the evenings for one. I was always a morning/afternoon pooper but not anymore it seems. I did prefer pooping earlier in the day to be honest so I hope that I can get back to doing that. No luck so far though.
My poos are now mainly bigger but perhaps a little softer. They are still well formed logs though.
The last few days I was away and was eating less healthy food. Last night I was hit with a strong need to go and I just could feel it was going to be a big one.
I sat on the toilet and tried to relax as I felt a heavy pressure building up on my hole. The tip of the log was very thick and stretched me a lot. I enjoy a good dump so I didn't mind but I knew this one could cause some issues if I pushed it out so I done my best not to rush it. This normally works but not for this poop.
it was just too big and was stuck. After a tiny amount breaking off I had to clench to try to snap it but the log just went back inside. This process repeated itself for the next few minutes.
The log would move but get stuck and go back each time. Finally it came out a little more and I sat like that before feeling it get even wider as it slowly moved further.
it hurt as the widest part made it out and I could feel that it was still big but a little softer. My body also began to sort of push automatically without me trying.
The log was moving quicker but still was not very fast and I could feel the weight of it. I am sure the end was in the bottom of the toilet before the last of it finely made its way out.
I let out a sigh and noticed a strong poop smell in the air. I pushed but there was only some farts to follow up the monster log lol. I wiped after a few moments which was a bit messy.
I was glad to know the toilet has a very strong flush as it was needed to clear that one.
I felt so much lighter after and had that post poop euphoria for a while that comes from a particularly good clear out.
my hole did feel a bit painful later that night though so I may have to deal with that. It would have been worse if i had pushed it out I think.
I have yet to poop today so will see how that feels.
That's all for now. Take care all.
John H.
Tuesday, April 1, 2025
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
I woke this morning had a wee in the bedroom pottie then went downstairs had breakfast.Needed to have a wee sat on bedroom pottie had a wee then tried to poop.I went into the garden and got on with the jobs .
One hour ago I had the urge for a BM went to the campervan and had a NUMBER TOO ,ONE LONG COIL OF POOP. I did not poop yesterday have just emptied both potties .
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
One way home from a club meeting Sunday evening,pulled into a layby pulled pottie from locker and had my usual Sunday evening poop,most enjoyable .laid on bed afterwards and fell asleep .Woke at 1am had a wee in the pottie then back to sleep.
The alarm woke me at 7 am as well as the traffic lit the gas ring boiled the kettle and made tea ,after four cups needed to NUMBER TOO so sat on pottie and done a NUMBER TOO IT WAS AWESOME wiped with ELSAN BLUE toilet paper put pottie into locker the drove home.Upon arrival pulled pottie from locker had a wee then empted ,cleaned ,put 2lts of water in the bowl with table spoon of soap powder left in galley area to soak.
Elizabeth
First Introductory post
Hi all, I've been a long time lurker and finally worked up the courage to post, My name's Elizabeth but most people call me Lizzie, I'm 20 years old, though I'll be 21 on April 21st!, I'm a 5'8" brunette, and I love pooping. I poop a lot, like six to eight times a day, and half those times it's a big one, like enough to clog the toilet. I haven't clogged the toilet in a long while, I've gotten decent at courtesy flushing, but sometimes I'll forget to if I'm really desperate or if I'm in public. My poos are usually soft and mushy, with the consistency of mud and I fart a lot, which is because i usually hold everything in until I can get to a toilet.
So anyways, first story!
I was at the store with my boyfriend, we had eaten Mexican food about an hour before, and my stomach was bubbling and I was gassy, I kept holding in my farts like I usually do, eventually it got to the point where I could feel that telltale weight in my bum, I whispered to my boyfriend, "Hey babe, I've gotta poop, I'll be right back." Before fast walking off to the bathrooms at the back of the store. I ran into the ladies room, there were three stalls, one was clearly out of order with a pile of poo in the bowl surrounded by used paper, I took the third stall, hiked up my skirt, pulled down my leggings and panties and sat down, the seat was still comfortably warm from the last user, I straightened my posture and started peeing, as I was finishing my pee a girl a few years younger than me rushed in, yelling to her mom outside that she's about to burst, she took the second stall, pulled her leggings down and sat to pee, my stomach gurgled and I let out a wet fart, the girl sat for a moment and grunted, pushing out a few plops, I pushed and farted again, as the girl was finishing up her poo I pushed again and finally the dam burst, I unloaded wet felt like a ton of mushy poo into that toilet bowl, with several farts. I sat for about five minutes, wiped my butt clean, took like ten wipes, flushed the pot, washed my hands, and went back to my boyfriend.
Hope you enjoyed!
-Lizzie (Elizabeth)
VioletIndigo
Some stories
I finally have some stories that are interesting enough to share!
Story 1: A friend of mine who I have referenced in other stories visited me. This is the friend who is really open about her bathroom habits. Despite having been friends for a really long time, we had not ever "buddy dumped" in the same bathroom. This sort of changed recently?
We were visited a touristy place in a major city and had been walking around all day. We were buzzing with caffeine with another friend of ours who I have also mentioned. All three of us needed to use the bathroom.
We walked into a busy bathroom, although there was no line. The bathroom probably had 20 stalls, with most having been occupied. One of my friends got an open stall near the entrance to the bathroom while the friend of mine who is really open to talking about her bathroom habits took the stall at the end of the bathroom and I sat next to her.
I just needed to pee, so I sat down and started peeing. My friend took off her hoodie and hung it over the stall door and sat down to pee. I was almost done with my pee, when my friend let out an airy fart, grunted, and I heard a plop. She sighed loudly. All of a sudden I could smell a strong poop odor.
I didn't say anything but I thought about making a joke. I just wiped, flushed, and walked away to give her privacy. We have traveled before and have shared bathrooms before in small hotel rooms, so we have heard and smelled each other's poop before, but this was the first time either of us pooped next to each other in the same bathroom.
I met up with my other friend at the sinks and we washed our hands. We hung out by the sinks, chatting by the mirrors while we waited for our friend to finish pooping. The sinks were really far from our friend's stall, so we couldn't hear or smell anything. After a couple of minutes, our pooper friend walked up to the sinks and asked me to hold her bag and hoodie while she washed her hands. She didn't say anything about having just pooped, so we just started talking about something else and went on our way.
Story 2: My friend (the pooper from the last story) and I were driving home from a distant city. We had a big dinner and it was really late. I really needed to pee, fart, and to try to poop since I had been constipated. We pulled into a rest stop. The rest stop could accommodate a lot of people, but we were the only ones there at that time. I told my friend I needed to pee, she said she had to too.
We both went to the bathroom. It was clean, quiet, and large and there was no music playing. I chose a stall closer to the door, she chose one further down. I sat down to pee, and I heard her hang her hoodie over the stall door again. I really needed to fart and I wanted to try to poop but I held back because I was embarrassed. I heard her start to pee. I just decided that I would poop at home, since I didn't want her to hear or smell my poop. I wiped, flushed, and walked to the sinks to wash my hands. She was in the stall still, so I assumed she was trying to poop. I left the bathroom to give her privacy and waited by the entrance. Just as I left another woman (chubby blonde woman in her late 30's or early 40's) walked into the bathroom.
I waited a couple of minutes, heard a flush, and my friend walked to the sinks to wash her hands and then she walked out. I told her "I've really got to poop but I held back because I'm too embarrassed to buddy dump." She told me "I wasn't taking a shit just now, but if you've got to take a shit you don't need to be embarrassed, just take a shit!" She was in the bathroom for a long time, but I guess she was not pooping. She has a habit of looking at her phone when she's in the bathroom (I always hear videos or music playing when we share a space together), so she must have just been doing that when she was peeing in the stall. I do the same thing at home, but I tend not to use my phone when using public bathrooms. Next time we hang out, if I need to poop, I'll try not to be so embarrassed.
Story 3: We were at the airport. I walked this same friend to the security gate. I was initially planning on hanging around up until she absolutely had to go to her flight, but I really needed to pee and poop. I was squirming. She said "you know, there's a bathroom towards the airport's exit if you need to go." I told her I hated to leave early but I really did need to use the bathroom. She walked off to go to security, and I hurried to the bathroom.
The bathroom had around 10 stalls, and at least 4 to 6 of them were occupied. I chose one close to the entrance. I locked the stall, sat down, and began peeing forcefully. I saw a woman's worn-looking loafers to my right. She sounded like she was wiping. I let out a bassy fart and began pushing out a soft, thin, snake-like poop that smelled really strong.
The lady in the stall to my right flushed and then another lady came in. She was wearing open-toed sandals with her toes painted florescent pink. I plopped a couple of plops out, one after another. I let out a little more pee. I looked between my legs and saw 5 or 6 of the little snake-like poops below. I kept pushing.
I got a notification on my phone from my friend who just walked through security. The text said she thinks we're using the bathroom at the same time and that we're "poop buddies." I didn't tell her I needed to poop, I guess her body language signaled it though. She was in the bathroom beyond the security gate. Pooping in the same building at the same time, but in different bathrooms. I texted her that we were finally buddy dumping. I put my phone up and began to wipe, and the woman to my right finished her pee and flushed. I stood up and the toilet auto-flushed. I went to the sink, washed my hands, and left.
This friend of mine and I still have not pooped at the same time in the same bathroom, but I think next time I'm in a bathroom with her and I need to poop I'll just go for it. She's not afraid of pooping around me, I don't know why I'm so embarrassed pooping around her.
I have even more recent stories to tell, these are just some of them.
Lots of interesting issues!
Questions for Nicky:
1) Was it believed that pooping in public would be too problematic for you? Size of bathroom or toilets? Too many people you don't know around to encroach on your space? Or do something criminal to you? In school you would be with a group of poopers as opposed to leaving a class and being all alone in there?
2) What would have happened if your mom had caught you using the bathroom at the gas station or at a public park or portable toilet?
3) Would not leaving a sermon or class mean that you would get in/out faster without dealing with those who were bored and just passing time hanging out?
4) What did your mom say when you protested the rules and the easier rules your friends were held to?
Answers to Skidmarked From A Walk:
1) Do I get skidmarks?
I get one or two a week. I get nervous sitting on the toilet in a lot of places. Seeing eyeballs peering at me through the crack.
2) When was the last one? What caused it?
Today at A&S Hall at my college. I was almost late to an exam that was 40% of my semester grade.
3) Do you ever wipe prior to using the bathroom and find the paper a little dirty?
Yes. Too many large farts throughout the day, I guess.
MJD
To Leah
Fantastic stories again :)
The portaloos can be pretty bad - luckily you weren't constipated or having to make an effort to go with everyone around! Do you think you'd just hold on and go at home, knowing you'd have to push / grunt if you had been in that situation?
It's bad being constipated at work - knowing that people supsect where you might be. Have you managed to avoid the cleaner? What's the biggest, hardest poo you've ever taken at work? Have you ever heard any of your colleagues struggling to go?
Interesting experience in the Toby Carvery, it must of been hard trying to distract yourself with the magazine, focusing on bearing down to get the poo out and no doubt trying to avoid your sister hearing too much! Had any of your family heard you before?
When you grunt / push do you go for long, continuous pushes or shorter grunts?
What was the most memorable time you pooped infront of your friends or them you?
Leah
Replying to mjd
Dear mjd:
I was at a summer music festival with camping, so there was go going home, we camped for 3 to 4 days/nights and I ate some dodgy Mexican food which left me bursting with the runs, and it hit my quick too, the feeling of that runny mushy explosion made me moan with relief! And a few pushes to get the last plops out. I used so much paper which I could not help.
I have heard Charlie say to someone (not her real name) that she poos alot at work, she sounds very regular but we obviously use the ladies room at different times usually, I have seen her with her leggings down in the first cubicle before, there is a gap where the cubicle doesn't reach the wall where a sink is and there is a small gap you can look through, I had a peek and I could see the back of her head, back and peachy bum, and she was rocking forwards on the seat, I heard a small plop followed by a moan and then her phone rang, I just heard her say I'm coming I'm coming" and the sound of her rolling loo roll, I then walked over to get my magazine from the table and went into the last cubicle, I unbuckled my shorts and the door closed, I heard Charlie quickly flush and wash her hands and go, it sounded like she was rushed off the loo the poor dear.
I pulled my shorts and thong down to my ankles and opwned my magazine on my lap, and then I started playing with my hair as I felt a pressure building in my stomach, I pushed and a fart blasted out and I sighed as I sat there waiting.
I scrunched my face up as I pushed and poked and rubbed my gassy and aching stomache and I grunted loudly as I needed this poo to start coming out.
I was getting hot and bothered as I was pushing so I took my high-viz, top and bra off, and placed them on the floor in front of me and used my mag as a fan, I was working up a sweat I felt like I was working!
I pushed and strained and a small poo plopped into the bowl and I could feel more coming, so I kept reading and waited some more, flicking through the pages.
I started grunting again and I could feel a big poo coming, "uuuuuuhhhh" "guuuuuhhhhh" "mmmmmhhhhh" the tip was just coming out and I needed to take a breathe, and a big sigh, the poo started sliding out at this point and it felt very good as it slowly slid out, "uuuuhhh" I gasped in relief as I was so happy. I just needed to push out a few more smaller plops and after trying for another minute I rolled off loo roll and wiped my front and dropped it in the bowl.
The paper landed just above my poo, which was curled out the bowl and I had to use 10 or more sheets as my finger kept going through the paper,
I re-dressed and flushed and walked out of the cubicle looking very pleased of myself but realised I'd been gone for 40 minutes.
The cleaner just cleans even if there's other women in the room, I just lock the door.
Only when we were growing up did we use the loo around each other, my sister has seemingly always been constipated as she talks to our mother about it, I don't like to admit it but I told my sister that I get constipation too.
During our school days I would often hold my bowels and be constipated after school when everyone's leaving, or at home when everyone could hear me because we only had one loo between four people.
We never had a lock on the door either so it was common to get walked in on or vice-versa, "leah sorry, but are you nearly done, can you hurry up" someone in my family would say in my half nakedness.
I got heard several times over the years, I just tried to not be so loud, it's quite embarrassing!.
I prefer longer pushes/grunts as it means I'm pushing for longer and getting my poo to move thurther instead of smaller grunts.
If there is people around me I try a quiet but hard push.
And lastly, getting ready with the girls for nights out we are all in the bathroom together getting ready, doing makeup ect and all of us sharing the loo together, I always say that I want to use it last as I might me a while, and yeah they make fun of me say things like "leah, you can do it!" And someone has done my makeup for me when I was on the loo as I was taking so long, "here, hold my hand and squeeze " said jess I squeezed it hard and pushed and the other girls were sarcastically grunting back at me and laughing, it came out after a while but I had to buy the first round of drinks ad punishment. And I will end there.
To Leah
Leah it's Austin I had lunch at Arby's yesterday then dropped a huge deuce in their bathroom. I hadn't pooped in almost a week so I felt so much better when I was done it stunk really bad too & it left skid marks when I flushed it. Lol looking forward to your next poop story.
Bianca
Answer
Hi Pete! Good question about enjoying bowel movement. I enjoy mine as long as I don't have an accident. My poop has been sloppy for a bit. I was thankful to be dropped off before the car went to be parked while in Austin recently. Parking took long enough, that if it weren't for that, I probably would have almost missed the bus because of my toilet needs. Btw, the toilets at the new visitors center are fast. I'm jealous of the flush. All for now.
Saturday, March 29, 2025
STEPHEN .P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
I left my friends house straight after breakfast yesterday long delays with road works ,after eleven miles pulled into layby to use the pottie.
I sat had a wee then a NUMBER TOO.Fifty miles later pulled into layby and had another NUMBER TOO then drove home had a wee in the pottie then emptied.
This morning woke at six am had a wee in the bedroom pottie ,made and drank tea in the kitchen then went to campervan and had a NUMBER TOO on the ADVENTURIDGE POTTIE
Rike
Memories part 1
Again, hello. I will try to remember for important trips to the bathroom or other locations.
The first thing was one of my biggest poop, if not the biggest poop I ever had. This was in second grade of elementary school, so I was around 8years old. The day before I ate a lot. My mum made some home made banana and strawberry milkshake (only milk, no ice cream). I must have drank one liter or one and a half liter of that and I ate probably 8 to 10 bananas in addition. I can't remember what I ate for supper. The next day I needed to go to the toilet when we had our breakfast break in school, that was around 930 am. I had a strong need and went directly to the bathroom. It was at that time a very small school, so the girls toilet had only three stalls. I took the last one. When I sat down I didn't need to push and poop started to come out. It was very soft and mushy. It came out in three waves and I thought I was done. I started to wipe and it was messy. Halfway through I needed to poop again and I pushed more soft poop out. At that point it wouldn't stop. It felt like forever and never-ending. At that time I really had the fear I would not stop to poop. It felt bizzare. When it did finally stop, I needed a ton of toilet paper. When I looked in the toilet it was full of a mushy mess.The toilet was adult size and it did not flush. I got scared, washed my hands and rushed out. I don't know to this day why not every girl knew I was that (we only had to classes at that school) Maybe because all the other times I would only use the first or middle stall.
Pete
Do you enjoy your bowel movements?
I think most of those who, write here must enjoy shitting and want to share our experiences with others. But there must be a lot of people who enjoy shitting, who would never dream of talking about it or even mentioning it. In my opinion, they are losing out on the full pleasures of defecation. I get the most enjoyment out of reading or writing in this column, when I am actually sitting on the pot and dropping my turds into the water. there is something particularly satisfying about the splash and the anticipation of seeing the result of your efforts, lying there before you start to wipe.
Leah
Reply to Austin and a story
Dear Austin:
Thanks for leaving your name, I can reply to you now lol, I don't know which pooping at work story you are referring to, but I'm happy you liked it.
Sorry guys but I have a very long story to tell, and this is very personal and private and a story I can only share with the toiletstool community, so I hope you guys enjoy it.
So this story starts last Friday evening and it ends on Saturday morning.
On Friday evening I went to Toby carvery for a work do, I felt fine upon arrival and the beer started flowing, we took up three tables and we all had carveries, apart from Charlie, *not her real name* I felt good after eating my roast dinner, bit someone left about half a plate and was passing it around, and it fell to me, I didn't want it but I hate to see wasted food so I managed to eat it. And I would pay for it later.
A couple of us went to the bar and someone brought me a glass of jack and coke, but I was told we were leaving and two taxis would be here soon, so we were outside, some people were smoking and the taxis turned up, I had to quickly down my jack and coke and get in the taxi.
In the taxi I felt OK, but by the time we reached the witherspoon in town I felt seriously ill in my stomach, I put that down to the jack and coke, which I had not drank for several years.
Shortly after arriving I had to run upstairs to the ladies room because I felt sick, I did this several times but luckily, I just squatted above the loo and I wasn't sick, and my stomach settled after a few minutes, the ladies room was really busy too and I rejoined my table.
My stomach felt really sick all night and Later on I went to the ladies room for a wee, i pulled my shorts down to my ankles and a random long poo shot out as I was peeing, my bum was clean, using only a few squares of paper.
There was lots of ladies peeing and being noisy at the sinks and mirrors. The beer kept flowing and at eventually my friend John invited me back to his house, I didn't want to go but he was stumbling around and I wanted to make sure he got home safely, we said our goodbyes to everyone and walked across town to his house, and I told John about my sick stomach and other things.
So we arrived at John's house and we drank more, his partner Jill was there *not their real names* and hung out, it got late and they insisted I stay the night, I could have walked across town in 40 minutes but I gave in to their insistence, I waited for them to go upstairs to bed, I was sleeping the sofa in the living room, which they made up for me with blankets, so when they went upstairs I undressed myself fully, neatly put my clothes on the chair opposite and got under the covers, I felt warm but uncomfortable all night, so not a good sleep but thankfully they have a downstairs loo which was my private loo all night, my stomach woke me up in the night with cramps, so I woke up, got up off the sofa grabbed my phone so i could time myself and crept naked down the hallway, the wooden floor was creaky and I hope I didn't wake anyone up, I opened the loo door, I pulled the chain the light and fan came on and I hope that didn't wake them either.
The loo was stacked with newspapers so lifted the lid and seat and sat down, whilst I had my phone I took some photos, I took a photo of the open door with my bare legs in the shot, and some of me and then I put the phone down and picked up a newspaper.
My pee hissed for about 20 seconds and I started pushing, I pushed out a booming fart which echoed around the room, I pushed until I grunted and panted "uuuuuhhh" I hope they couldn't hear me.
I was sat reading a paper and after I picked up my phone, 20 minutes had passed and I all I did was fart in that time, but my stomach was bad so I put the paper back and went back to sleep, I didn't pull the flush as it may have woken them.
I woke up and checked the time, it was 9am and Jill and John were still sleeping so I decided to put my clothes on and quietly leave, they left the key in the door for me so I unlocked it and left.
I had to climb up this alleyway, it's like climbing a mountain, and I kept walking on the pavement, the exercise must have triggered my stomach as a massive cramp hit me, I start to rub my stomach and suddenly a long poo forced its way out, the force pushed my thong down a little, the poo nestled between my thong and bum cheeks, the tip of the poo was still in my bum.
I burst into tears and slowly hobbled home as my Anus became sore and painful, the stench was horrific as I tried to stay away from people, A good 90 minutes later I got home and I went to my bathroom, pulled my shorts down to my ankles and hovered my bum over the loo, after I opened the lid and seat, I slowly and very carefully pulled my thong down and i could feel the poo pulling apart from my anus and fell into the bowl.
I jumped straight into the shower and cleaned myself up, my clothes went straight in the wash. And that is the end
I haven't told anyone of my accident but I'm glad I have shared it with you guys. Take care
Anna from Austria
@Mina and friends. Thanks a lot for your niceencouraging words. They meant a lot to me.
@all Here is another story from last week.
I tried Yoga for the first time and it was interesting but also challeging from a a physical point of view.
In order to ease the pain of my muscles I took some magnesium capsules. Maybe too many or my body does not agree with magnesium in general.
Anyway while I was on way to work with the bus next morning my ???? started to rumble and I was bit by cramps. Luckily I knew that the next bus stop was coming soon and there is a dunkin donuts store nearbye.
I left the bus and ran to the store. I ordered a coffee and told the barista girl that I will take it after using their washroom.
I barely made it in time to restroom. I locked the door and pulled down my pants. Then my guts almost exploded and I did waves of liquid poo with plenty of farts.
After I was done the bathroom was smelling horrible and not fresh anymore. I think I was the first person using the bathroom on that day.
I washed my hands took my coffee to go and continued my way to work.
That is my story for today
greetings from Austria
Anna
Anna from Austria
@Mina and friends. Thanks a lot for your niceencouraging words. They meant a lot to me.
@all Here is another story from last week.
I tried Yoga for the first time and it was interesting but also challeging from a a physical point of view.
In order to ease the pain of my muscles I took some magnesium capsules. Maybe too many or my body does not agree with magnesium in general.
Anyway while I was on way to work with the bus next morning my ???? started to rumble and I was bit by cramps. Luckily I knew that the next bus stop was coming soon and there is a dunkin donuts store nearbye.
I left the bus and ran to the store. I ordered a coffee and told the barista girl that I will take it after using their washroom.
I barely made it in time to restroom. I locked the door and pulled down my pants. Then my guts almost exploded and I did waves of liquid poo with plenty of farts.
After I was done the bathroom was smelling horrible and not fresh anymore. I think I was the first person using the bathroom on that day.
I washed my hands took my coffee to go and continued my way to work.
That is my story for today
greetings from Austria
Anna
Mary
Reply to Traveler
Traveler: Thanks for sharing the story! It must have been an embarrassing experience. Lucky that the lady sitting next to you was so understanding. Is this the only time something like this has happened to you, or have you had other similar incidents too?
CaliOops
Intro, story, question
Hi! Long time lurker, first time poster and all that. I'm a girl in my early 20s, around 5'3", generally pretty petite and skinny, not many curves. I have curly auburn hair, blue eyes, and light freckly skin. I have autism, mild cerebral palsy, and some other things that cause me to struggle with my toileting. I've never grown out of bed-wetting or having accidents, my bladder and bowels aren't very big or strong and on top of that I don't always notice when I need to go until it's very urgent, and I get really focused on things and try to hold off on going to the toilet even when I know I should. I also struggle with constipation, but luckily not too often. I wet the bed almost every night and often if I nap, wet my pants anywhere from not making it to the toilet at all for a few days to the occasional week where I'm dry in the daytime (I'd say my average is three or four pee accidents a week, not counting small leaks), and I poop in my pants maybe once a month, sometimes less, sometimes a lot more. Luckily I haven't had a pooping accident in my sleep since I was a kid, though. I wear tape on diapers at night and for naps, and sometimes when I'm awake if I'm travelling or not feeling well or otherwise in a position where I'm likely to have an accident. I wear panties during the day sometimes if I'm doing well and I'm just hanging around my house, but most of the time I wear pull-up diapers just in case.
Now, on to the story! I started my day by changing out of my wet night diaper as usual. My plan was to spend some time outside with a friend. I thought about putting on a thicker diaper, but I wanted to wear a skirt of mine that's on the shorter side, and even though I know lots of people have to wear diapers, I still feel kind of embarrassed and like a baby whenever I have to wear one, so I put on a pull-up instead, and a pair of panties over it just in case someone saw up my skirt. I wear size L goodnites, and over I had white and pink floral patterned panties, a matching camisole top, a green skirt, and a white cardigan.
My friend and I had a nice time, and I decided to go with her to a big store she needed something from. When we got to the store I didn't feel like I needed the toilet, but my friend went to the bathroom so I followed her and eventually managed to pee in the toilet. It always feels kind of nice to pull a dry diaper back up, but also a little embarrassing that I'm proud of that. I washed my hands and we went through half of the store, and then stopped for lunch, which I had juice with. Then we did the rest of the store, got her item, and on the way out I got coffee and ice cream. I didn't feel any urge to pee, so I didn't think to go to the bathroom before leaving. When I got to the bus stop, the juice and coffee suddenly hit me. I was sitting on a bench, so I was able to hold it for now, but I wasn't sure if I'd be able to make it the 20 minutes home. I leaked a little pee when I got up to get on the bus, but was able to sit down quickly again. I really didn't want to have an accident. The goodnites are what fit me best and are easiest to get, and easily handle most of my accidents, but flooding one while I'm sitting down almost always means the diaper will leak. I crossed my legs and tried to hold on. The bus was slower than usual because a man in a wheelchair got on, so the driver had to move the seats some and strap his chair in place. I managed to hold it til we were almost at my stop. At this point I knew I wouldn't make it to a toilet, I was just hoping to be off the bus before I peed. Just before we got there, I lost control. I couldn't feel the pee coming out, but I could feel my pull-up getting warmer and swelling up underneath me. I went for what felt like a really long time. We got to my stop while I was still frozen in place wetting myself, and luckily the man with the wheelchair was getting off so we were stopped longer, I probably would've missed it otherwise. I couldn't tell whether or not I'd leaked when my pee finished. I hoped not. I hurried off the bus, the dampness against my legs telling me that I hadn't gotten lucky. I found a semi-private spot and checked the back of my skirt as best I could. It was soaked from the hem to partway up my butt, in a clear and very visible "I peed myself" pattern. I tied my cardigan around my hips, frustrated with myself for not being able to hold it. The cardigan didn't fully cover the wetness, but hopefully anyone who saw me either didn't notice or thought I'd sat in water or something, because a lot of people saw me. It was a nice weekend afternoon, so aside from the normal passing cars and handful of dog walkers, the streets were crowded with people taking walks, sitting at street cafes, hanging out... I tried to hurry and not look at anyone. I wet myself a little more when I got to my building, but luckily not enough to cause any more major leaks. Once home, I got out of my wet clothes. The pull-up was fully soaked and swollen, well past its capacity. I took a shower and got into a diaper to take a nap. I wet a little while napping, and kept it on for the rest of the evening. I'm pretty soaked now, and its getting late, so I'm going to go change into a fresh diaper and go to bed.
Finally, my question. I mentioned that I wet the bed almost every night. The only nights I don't wet are almost always a night or two before or right after I start my period, which is funny because that's usually when I have the worst daytime control (I know that part is fairly normal, even for people who don't deal with incontinence). I assume that because my body is trying to use all its extra fluids to prepare, that means that it dehydrates me enough to get through the night with a dry diaper, although I often don't make it to the toilet once I've woken up. I was wondering if there's any other bedwetters who have periods here, and if so, do you also experience this? Does my theory "hold water," even if I don't?
Tuesday, March 25, 2025
MJD
To Leah
Fantastic stories again :)
The portaloos can be pretty bad - luckily you weren't constipated or having to make an effort to go with everyone around! Do you think you'd just hold on and go at home, knowing you'd have to push / grunt if you had been in that situation?
It's bad being constipated at work - knowing that people supsect where you might be. Have you managed to avoid the cleaner? What's the biggest, hardest poo you've ever taken at work? Have you ever heard any of your colleagues struggling to go?
Interesting experience in the Toby Carvery, it must of been hard trying to distract yourself with the magazine, focusing on bearing down to get the poo out and no doubt trying to avoid your sister hearing too much! Had any of your family heard you before?
When you grunt / push do you go for long, continuous pushes or shorter grunts?
What was the most memorable time you pooped infront of your friends or them you?
STEPHEN . P
POOPING REGULAR
Arrived home last night went to shed ,had a wee in the THETFORD 33 then went into house. I filled and switched on kettle ,as I was taking off my shoes and coat,felt the urge for a BM.
I went upstairs to the bedroom and had a poop in the THETFORD 245 pottie as I do most SUNDAY EVENINGS,then got into bed.During the night I used the pottie for a wee many times.
I woke this morning had a wee then down to kitchen made and drank tea another urge for a BM so went back to bedroom and had a NUMBER TOO.i then carried it downstairs and emptied in outside drain then took it back to bedroom for tonight.I will be weeing in the THETFORG 33 in shed during the day.
Lots of interesting issues!
Questions for Nicky:
1) Was it believed that pooping in public would be too problematic for you? Size of bathroom or toilets? Too many people you don't know around to encroach on your space? Or do something criminal to you? In school you would be with a group of poopers as opposed to leaving a class and being all alone in there?
2) What would have happened if your mom had caught you using the bathroom at the gas station or at a public park or portable toilet?
3) Would not leaving a sermon or class mean that you would get in/out faster without dealing with those who were bored and just passing time hanging out?
4) What did your mom say when you protested the rules and the easier rules your friends were held to?
Answers to Skidmarked From A Walk:
1) Do I get skidmarks?
I get one or two a week. I get nervous sitting on the toilet in a lot of places. Seeing eyeballs peering at me through the crack.
2) When was the last one? What caused it?
Today at A&S Hall at my college. I was almost late to an exam that was 40% of my semester grade.
3) Do you ever wipe prior to using the bathroom and find the paper a little dirty?
Yes. Too many large farts throughout the day, I guess.
Norm
Alyssa - Worst Constipation
Hi Alyssa. See below. Please don't forget to share your worst constipation story as well!
My worst bout of constipation was when I had an injury and was prescribed codeine for pain relief. I didn't realise the side effects but it was horrendous on top of the existing bad pain with my injury. When it got very bad, I had been a bit constipated early one week without realising why and later travelled to a weekend event. By the Friday it was unbearable. I thought I was going to have to go to A&E. I missed the first day of the event and was holed up in a hotel room on the toilet many times. I think some softer poo slid past the big blockage and came out. I could feel the blockage up there when I was wiping. After many instances of that, I used up the toilet rolls in the room and had to ask reception for more. When they said there were rolls in the room I said I spilled something. I used them too and bought another pack in the local supermarket to avoid asking again. I went to a pharmacy and didn't care by then, was past any embarrassment so I told the lady and asked for something to take.
I was laid off from work that day as well due to cut backs and took the call while kneeling on the floor semi dressed with my head on the bed trying my best to sound normal, professional and ok. After hours of pain on and off the toilet, eventually as a last resort I just squatted on the floor of the bathroom and eventually pushed out the biggest fattest poo I had ever done. One it started it just kept coming. It must have been over two feet and it curled around into the shape of a digital 6. I felt a bit better, not much, but was still ill. I know it helps with pain, but I really don't understand how people get addicted to this stuff. Thankfully I went to the doctor after that weekend, changed medication, had an operation for my injury, never had to take codeine since and won't take it ever again!
PN
Reply to Alyssa
RE: question about constipation stories: I posted one maybe about 7-8 years ago about a California trip where I had a really bad case. But I'm having trouble finding it--- I haven't figured out how to make the search function work to search under my own handle (It would have been posted as PN). I remember the sensation of a painful rocket repeatedly launching itself at the inside of my anus, each time failing to punch through but hurting like crazy. After several days, I finally got alone in a hotel room where I basically had to devote several hours to getting relief, with help from a combination of suppositories and oral stool softeners. I'm pretty sure I described it more eloquently closer to the event, but I can't figure out how to go back and find it.
Kung Poo
What's your biggest?
42M. I have produced some huge turds that requires loads of pushing and sometimes a little lubricant like soap and water. They are amazing. They hurt sometimes, but they hurt good. My most memorable was one where I was on a granola diet for 2 weeks and my goodness, I was pushing logs out of my asshole the size of mini coke cans, length about 30cm. I realise when I'm pushing, I spread my fingers wide open, lean forward, scrunch up my face and push. Then I sigh really loudly once the turd drops.
Once your biggest?
Leah
To Alyssa
Alyssa, i have had some horrible experiences, but i have a really bad story on page 3123 which is where I have a stomach ache along with constipation, I have lots of stories but I'm not sure what my worst story is.
Leah
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
This morning woke at 06:00 sat on the THETFORD ELEGANCE POTTIE had a wee then went downstairs made some tea and carried it to the van.Pulled the pottie from the locker down with pants ,sat on pottie and sipped tea.
AS I finished the tea needed to poop a quick wee then a NUMBER TOO really enjoyed it wiped ,dressed then back into house .
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
This morning woke at 06:00 sat on the THETFORD ELEGANCE POTTIE had a wee then went downstairs made some tea and carried it to the van.Pulled the pottie from the locker down with pants ,sat on pottie and sipped tea.
AS I finished the tea needed to poop a quick wee then a NUMBER TOO really enjoyed it wiped ,dressed then back into house .
STEPHEN.P
OUTDOOR POOPING
This morning woke before alarm sat on the bedroom pottie incase I needed to poop ,just had a wee then went downstairs.I had my usual two mugs of tea then half hour later a bowl of WEETABIX then washed brushed my teeth.
Went back to pottie for a NUMBER TOO , a small amount wiped went
downstairs on with my trainers and fleece ,left house to go to B & Q then to post office , I walked SIX HUNDRED YARDS then had the urge for a BM so walked back to the field. I took off my fleece then dropped my jogging bottoms and pants as I sqatted down immediately pooped and just kept going for two minutes,I reached into my fleece pocket and pulled out toilet paper and wiped with three double sheets then dressed.
On the ground was a very large pile
Steve A
To Alyssa (Constipation Stories/Experiences)
Even though all of my constipation/irregularity only lasted 4 days at the most (so far throughout my life) the occasional day or two without going still happens once in awhile, but this is my only constipation memory after 4 days of not going:
- Page 2452 (Easter Dump)
The other time occurred when I held it in for too long (I was out in public and unable to go) and once I arrived home, I had to use a suppository since it didn't come out without it.
Nicky
My mother's rules
Being my mother's only child made me the sole subject of her bathroom rules. The rules were as follows;
1. No pooping in public
2. The only safe places to pee were church, family members' homes, and school
3. I wasn't allowed to go during the sermon or class time
To this day I still don't know why she insisted on these rules and they caused me to develop a shy bladder and stomach. They also led to me getting into several tough and embarrassing situations.
Once when I was around 7, we visited a new church because our pastor was speaking there. Halfway through my need for a morning poo and my breakfast had caught up to me and was pressing on the exit in both ways. I squirmed and passed gas. My mother, who was right beside me, leaned over and asked if I had to go potty. I said yes and that it was a tinkle and a poopy, she told me to just hang on and I could go when service ended. The sermon continued and my stomach gurgled and I started to potty dance and hold myself. My mother told me to stop holding myself since it was shameful to do so in front of God. I continued to squirm with my hands by my side and passed gas again. Since it was first Sunday we had communion which meant I had to stand for another ten minutes before we could leave. I marched in place and crossed my legs. Finally, the last amen was said and the service ended. In addition to the entire congregation pushing to get out my bladder and stomach were pushing for relief. I raced to the bathroom while my mother went to talk to some friends but not before sternly reminding me to only pee. The bathroom was full as it always was after service and I had to wait a few moments for a stall to open, when I got in I fussed with my belt and dress pants before sitting down. My pee came out as a trickle because of how hard I was working to keep my poo in. I was still pinching my cheeks as I washed my hands and went to find my mother. She graciously didn't make us stay long and she also drove directly home rather than deciding to run errands as she occasionally did. As soon as I got inside I rushed to the only bathroom we had in the apartment, again fussed with my belt and dress pants before sitting down and immediately dropping three soft skinny poos and a loud round of gas. There were a few streaks in my underwear but it was salvageable. I walked out of the bathroom with my pants and belt undone. My mother made a comment about how I definitley had to go and waved at the air before going into the bathroom herself.
Almost every single sunday ended like this, funnily enough she never got mad at me for having an accident.
To Leah
Leah I really liked your story about pooping at work I hope it came out alright it sounded like it stunk pretty bad lol I pooped today it came out smoothly I read the paper while I pooped too! Do u have any memorable poop stories? Looking forward to hearing from u! My name is Austin by the way!
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