Trainspotting
I discovered this site a couple of weeks ago and have been amused and laughed many times reading the stories. I am a 34 year old male and have numerous stories to share of my own. I really enjoy the stories from other men as I can often relate to the circumstances.
My first tale happened about 3 years ago after I bought my first house. I had scheduled for 2 companies come by and give me estimates for blinds for the house. The first one showed up and left quickly. The other was scheduled to show up in about 30 minutes. I felt the twinge in my gut and decided I could wait till later but it continued to grow. With 10 minutes remaining before the other guy was to arrive I finally decided I couldn't wait and proceeded to my master bathroom. It was a huge crap that wouldn't end. I not only broke the surface of the water, there was no water to be seen. Just as I was finishing up the door bell rang, He was EARLY! I cleaned up and was still zipping up as I unlocked the door. He took all the needed measurements for the windows, we discussed colors, finishes, etc. As he approached the door to leave I remembered the large window in the master bathroom above the garden tub. It was one of those windows where you can see shapes at night with the light on. I lead him into the bathroom (hoping the smell had dissipated) and he stepped into the tub, measured, then turned around to step out of the tub. We both looked down in slow motion at the toilet which was postioned right in front of the tub in an alcove. I had forgotten to flush! I was so embarrased that even though he quoted me a lower price I called the other person back for the blinds.kelly
i gotta question for the girls on this site,
have any of you ever dropped a turd in the shower?
the other morning before school i was taking my shower and my belly started to hurt, i knew i didn't have to use the toilet so i just pushed my pizza out of my butt into the shower. i pushed out three long turds and each one gave me an almost orgasmic feeling as it was sliding out from my rectum.
if any of u girls have a story about taking a dump in the shower, i'd love to hear it!!
last winter, at one night, i woke up at around 2am, and i felt a sharp pain in my stomach, i knew that i needed to use the toilet, so i ran to the toilet. after i got in there, i pulled my panties down, and sat down onto the toilet. i pooped out a couple of soft, but long ones. both of them was pretty much about 5 inches long. it tooked me a few flushes just get it all out of there. that time made me wonder how it would feel like if i pooped somewhere else instead of the toilet. so thats when i started to find a time to do it.
a few days ago, i finally was home by myself for about a few hours. i havent been going to the bathroom to poop for over 24 hours, so i was desperate to poop. so i quickly went to my bedroom, and quickly spread a sheet of newspaper on the floor and after i stepped on it, i quickly pulled my underwear and pants down, and bended my knees down a bit. i farted very violently then my poop started to come out without me pushing. it felt so good while it was coming out. the poop was a hard solid one. after i was done, the poop was a long one, it was about 12 inches long. but i wasnt exactly done, because i could feel another one was going to come out. then, just my luck, the phone rang, so i had to get it. i held my poop in, pulled my underwear up but not my pants, and went to get the phone. it was a friend of mine who i havent spokened for a long time. we talked for about half an hour or so, i then felt the massive urge to fart, so i let go of the fart, and i farted for about 10seconds, i couldnt control it and it just started coming out. so i quickly pulled my underwear down a bit, and just let it flow out of my butt. it was a really huge one, i pooped about 5 minutes before before it finally falls out. i could feel just a tiny bit left trying to come out, so i thought that i shout just do it since i already started pooping again. so i pooped the last piece out. this one was a tiny one. after i was done, i was nearly finished talking with a friend of mine. after i was done talking to my friend, i quickly cleaned up the poops, and i never told anyone of my friends or family about that.Emily
Hey everybody. I'm a first time poster, long time lurker. Anyway, on with the story. My office has had auto-flush toilets for quite some time, but about a month ago, the toilets in the ladies' room closest to my station stopped flushing, and they have no manual flushing mechanism. So for about 3 days, people were unable to flush the toilets - The janitor must have had a lot of work to do cleaning this particular bathroom.
During the last 15 minutes of my hour long lunch break, I usually go into the bathroom and take a poop and wait around to hear other women relieve themselves also. On the day I noticed the toilets wouldn't flush, I went into the bathroom as per usual and found all the stalls occupied. I waited for a while and someone came out but the toilet didn't flush. I found this a little weird, but thought I maybe just hadn't heard the flush.
I went into the stall and I noticed a thick brown turd curled into a shape resembling a 'u' floating in the toilet. I sat down and pooped a foot long sandy brown turd that settled into the bottom of the bowl. Unfortunately, there was no real noises to observe on that particular day, but I did get to see someone else's poop, which is a rare occurance, so it was a good day for me :PDonny
A lot of women want to learn how to stand to pee and that is fine and dandy, but wouldn't it be too messy at home? I can understand if it is a public bathroom with a bigger, higher toilet, and it is usually very easy for women to use a regular urinal if they plan to wander into the mens' room. My piss sprays out in all directions, not in a neat stream I can aim, so at home I always sit to pee.clean up guy
Hi every one. I hope every one had a happy and safe 4th of july.
Well here gose my story. I was cleaniing up my bathroom. When i had to pee, but i didn't want to pee in the toilet i wanted to try something else. So i had trash to take out. I took the trash to the dumpster and i trew it in. Now I'm needed to pee big time. So i looked around to see if any cars were comming or any body was stand outside luckly there was no one outside.
I went behide the dumpster, i pull my pee pee out of my sweat pants and started too pee. My pee lasted for like 30 seconds and it came out very fast and thick. After that i went to my apartment.
Also i when i get the urge to pee i go outside behind the dumpster and pee there. Also i pooped behind dumpster only once. The reason i pooped and peed behind the dumpster because i was kinna getting tired of useing the toilet. But today i pooped three long turds in the toilet.
I hope you guys liked my story.
I have a question. Dose any else get tired of using a tiolet and just pee and poop outside, in a container, or diaper (underwear).
I hope you guys liked my story.
Punk rock girl: i like every story you posted on this web site.
Mandy: I enjoied your story. I never pooped and pee on myself outside before. But hey i might try it one day.
1. about a few days ago, i woke up from bed at around 12:15pm or so(i was at a friend's party the other night and i got home late), and i realized that i was going to be late for work if i dont hurry up. i am working at a video store between 12:30pm-5:30pm, and it usually takes me just over 10minutes to get over there, so i had to quickly get changed and get over there, but i didnt had time to go to use the washroom, but luckly i didnt need to poop yet. i went directly to work, and luckly i was about a couple minutes early. after i started working, i was doing fine up until 1pm, i felt i needed to poop. but it wasnt really a big urge yet, so i just kept working. after i was off work at 5:30pm, i just went back home to poop. when i got back home, luckly my folks wasnt home yet, so i get to poop just about anywhere i wanted in the house. i had to choose fast because i was going to shit my pants. then i heard the phone ring, so i went to pick it up. it was my parents saying that they wont be coming home until very late. i said okay, then we hanged up. i then decided that i would poop in the basement because thats one place in the house that i havent tried pooping at. i went downstairs to the basement, and when i got down there, i pulled my pants down and started pooping. it was a huge thick log, it felt so good pooping. after about 3minutes or so, i was finished, or so i thought, i farted really violently that i felt my anus was really opening up and started pooping out another one out. this one felt super good while it was coming out, after i was done. after i was really done, i looked at m poop and it was about 2 inches thick and about 4 inches long and the second one was about 3 inches and 6inches long.. after that i just cleaned up the mess and pretended that none of it never happened.Brian at Sears
Hey folks, sorry I haven't posted much....been busy at work, and my personal life (the big "E") engaged, finally :-)))))..... Worked all week, including Tuesday,..no holiday for retail rats.. Tuesday was slow, but Wednesday morning rolled around and gosh darn , the restrooms were hopping all day. They used a male attendant all day, I suppose because the toilet tissue needed constant re-stocking throughout the day. We figgured everybody did 'bar-be-cue" on Tuesday, cause I saw, smelled and heard 'power dumps' all day long. The mens rooms were so busy, the attendant had to restock the toilet tissue, while we were sitting 'dropping brown" Poor dude had to get right in the stall and replace the rolls of tissue while we were stinking up the bowls. Lousy job guess it's a lot easier not having stall doors when its real busy, he would NEVER get in LOL ...Nobody in the stalls complained about their personal space being 'invaded'...evrybody apologized for their 'stink' and thanked the gent for restocking the rolls of tissue. I shit 3x (it was a long day) and everytime I went in all the toilets were occupied, when I finally sat down, they were always very warm, and a bit stinky LOL....oh well, gotta call my 'fiance' we have a date to 'register' ...(it WONT be at Sears, she says they sell junk) sshhhhhhhhh :-)))peanut bladder
to Calboy:
i do enjoy standing up to pee at my toilet at home for the fun of it. i'll never do it in public or in anyones home. but i raelly enjoy it at home though. if i do pee standing up in public, it's because i'm having an accedent. =)lynn
hotdog stand
At the location where I get on light rail, there is a hotdog stand. There aren't any restrooms nearby. The hotdog stand is almost completely enclosed, except for the front of the stand. The front of the stand covers the guy inside up to his waist. I've always wondered if the guy inside the stand has a container for peeing.A.W.
Yesterday, July 5th, I snacked on some fruit. I ate one plum, one nectarine, one peach, one apricot, and some cherries. Everytime when I eat alot of fruit, my stomach rumbles and I tend to pass alot of gas too, LOL! Well, that's exactly what happened to me. About four hours later, I knew I would pay the price as I became more urgent to shit. My bowel movement were more soft and a lil bit watery but not much. I think I must have 3 or 4 bowel movements in the evening, LOL!
Hey Cute and Shy(Keisha), Im still here in your wondering, Im posting stories just look for them. By the way, I miss your fun stories too, LOL!. So if u can, come back and post some of your stories too, thanks!
Love A.W.Kelly
To Melinda:
Congratulations. You'll love having a child. They're annoying at times, but the good times more than make up for it :)
As for more frequent bathroom visits during pregnancy, having to go more often in 100% normal. Remember that you're eating and drinking for two now, so you'll also logically be using the bathroom for two. While I was pregnant, I found it not uncommon for me to pee 5 or more times and poop two to three times each day.Regina
I made a post about a visit to a waterpark earlier that hasn't been posted yet, and I'm starting to wonder if it ever will be.
Well, today I went to the park by my house again, and it's the 4th of July, so it was packed. I took the middle urinal or three. As I said in an earlier post, there are three urinals, two bigs on the right and the final one is small. An incredibly tall black man took the small urinal next to me and peed for what must have been three minutes, and he swung his penis to and fro and let his pee go all over different parts of the urinal, and at one point I saw he was peeing on the top of the urinal. He was really tall so he must have been having a hard time getting his pee into that short urinal, but he looked like he was peeing on the top of the urinal on purpose just to have fun. It was quite interesting.
If anyone has any comments, I'd love to hear them, especially from Peeing Rox.
Rebecca
When i was around 13 i was sleeping over at my friend melisa's
we were very close and stayed over at each others house alot.
well this one time as we were watching tv in her room i was siting on the floor and she was on her bed, i felt my t?? start to bubble and that feeling that tells you that it's time to go to the bathroom and i told my friend that i needed to use her bathroom and when i got up to go she followed along with me,
we had been in the bathroom together before but just to pee and had peed many times together in stalls next to each other in school or at the mall and had even farted a few times but neither of us had done a #2.
As i walked into the bathroom with melisa behind me i thought about telling her what i had to do but i was to embarresed i guess, so i didn't.
She sat on the edge of the bathtub as i pulled down my pj bottoms to just above my knees and my behind found the seat........i started to pee and we were talking about all the usual things and she said when your finished you might want to leave because i have to do a poop,and just as she said that my butt let out a loud fart,so i said sorry but it's my turn now and she had a surprised look on her face and i said you might want to go in case i start to stink,but she just gave a little laugh and said it's ok as long as you don't mind,and by then a log was on the way out and i wiggled around on the seat to make it drop off and it did with a little plop sound and i farted some more then nothing for a minute then some more farts and i could feel the next one at my butt hole ready to come out and by now the bathroom was not smelling so good and melisa was sort of joking around by holding her nose and waving the smell away saying phew girl and i think i said sorry,and i remember feeling embarresed and her telling me my face was all red.
The second log was hard a i was having some trouble pushing it out,so i was leaning forward on the seat trying to get it out and it finally started to move and a few seconds later droped into the toilet with a plop that we both could hear, she said are you done,i really have to go bad now and she did a noisy fart as she said it.......Well i rolled off some tp and when she saw i was about to wipe my behind she said hurry and pulled down her pink panties that she was wearing under a long white t shirt all the way to her ankles and she sort of shuffled over to the toilet as i still busy wipeing and just as i droped the tp in the toilet she ploped down on the seat even before i had a chance to flush and let out a realy realy big fart and then alot more of them as i moved out of the way with my pj bottoms still down i told her to give me some more tp......she didn't give me time to finish wipeing and it still felt dirty back there so as she was letting out a loud wet sounding poop i wet the tp a little in the sink and put one leg on the rim of the tub to finish cleaning my bottom and i was right as the paper still had some brown on it and i said lift up a little and she did and i droped the tp in the bowl and got a quick look at a real nasty mess in the bowl.
Melisa was still pooping and i heard her moan a little and she said sorry,i didn't think it would be this bad and i said it's ok just do what you have to do, and omg did that bathroom smell bad between the two of us, it was a good thing that she had her own bathroom and no on else would have to come in there.
A few minutes later she pulled tp off the roll and i watched as my friend cleaned her behind a least three times or maybe it was four...i was just hopeing that the toilet would not clog when she flushed it and luckily it didn't and we both watched what we did swirl around and go down the hole as we said things like ewww,gross,and yuck.
That was the first time i pooped in front of someone or someone did it in front of me except for my mom a couple of times.
Melisa and i had seen each other naked before in the locker room at school,and that was nowhere near as embaresing to me as this was.
Oh, i took the survey too.
ByeRebecca
When i was around 13 i was sleeping over at my friend melisa's
we were very close and stayed over at each others house alot.
well this one time as we were watching tv in her room i was siting on the floor and she was on her bed, i felt my t?? start to bubble and that feeling that tells you that it's time to go to the bathroom and i told my friend that i needed to use her bathroom and when i got up to go she followed along with me,
we had been in the bathroom together before but just to pee and had peed many times together in stalls next to each other in school or at the mall and had even farted a few times but neither of us had done a #2.
As i walked into the bathroom with melisa behind me i thought about telling her what i had to do but i was to embarresed i guess, so i didn't.
She sat on the edge of the bathtub as i pulled down my pj bottoms to just above my knees and my behind found the seat........i started to pee and we were talking about all the usual things and she said when your finished you might want to leave because i have to do a poop,and just as she said that my butt let out a loud fart,so i said sorry but it's my turn now and she had a surprised look on her face and i said you might want to go in case i start to stink,but she just gave a little laugh and said it's ok as long as you don't mind,and by then a log was on the way out and i wiggled around on the seat to make it drop off and it did with a little plop sound and i farted some more then nothing for a minute then some more farts and i could feel the next one at my butt hole ready to come out and by now the bathroom was not smelling so good and melisa was sort of joking around by holding her nose and waving the smell away saying phew girl and i think i said sorry,and i remember feeling embarresed and her telling me my face was all red.
The second log was hard a i was having some trouble pushing it out,so i was leaning forward on the seat trying to get it out and it finally started to move and a few seconds later droped into the toilet with a plop that we both could hear, she said are you done,i really have to go bad now and she did a noisy fart as she said it.......Well i rolled off some tp and when she saw i was about to wipe my behind she said hurry and pulled down her pink panties that she was wearing under a long white t shirt all the way to her ankles and she sort of shuffled over to the toilet as i still busy wipeing and just as i droped the tp in the toilet she ploped down on the seat even before i had a chance to flush and let out a realy realy big fart and then alot more of them as i moved out of the way with my pj bottoms still down i told her to give me some more tp......she didn't give me time to finish wipeing and it still felt dirty back there so as she was letting out a loud wet sounding poop i wet the tp a little in the sink and put one leg on the rim of the tub to finish cleaning my bottom and i was right as the paper still had some brown on it and i said lift up a little and she did and i droped the tp in the bowl and got a quick look at a real nasty mess in the bowl.
Melisa was still pooping and i heard her moan a little and she said sorry,i didn't think it would be this bad and i said it's ok just do what you have to do, and omg did that bathroom smell bad between the two of us, it was a good thing that she had her own bathroom and no on else would have to come in there.
A few minutes later she pulled tp off the roll and i watched as my friend cleaned her behind a least three times or maybe it was four...i was just hopeing that the toilet would not clog when she flushed it and luckily it didn't and we both watched what we did swirl around and go down the hole as we said things like ewww,gross,and yuck.
That was the first time i pooped in front of someone or someone did it in front of me except for my mom a couple of times.
Melisa and i had seen each other naked before in the locker room at school,and that was nowhere near as embaresing to me as this was.
Oh, i took the survey too.
Bye
Melinda:
I'm a male lurker, one who was once married and fathered a child.
Not a stupid question at at all, and not a waste of time.
From what I have seen firthand and have read, all pregnant women will experience pressure on the bladder and so, will have to pee more frequently. Unfortunately, as your pregnancy progresses, your baby will also press down upon your colon, causing constipation. You can counter this with more roughage, fruits, and juices. Of course, prune juice is expecially good for this, but take it easy!
As for your mother: Please don't fret about it, because it's not a matter of IF, but WHEN. Just find a quiet moment and tell her, and after she gets over the shock of her little girl growing up, the two of you will probably be closer than ever.
Jimi
Hi everybody, Jimi here again with some more about my cousin Martha, who pees and poops her pants a lot.
Last week I posted about how she had let me watch her poop in her panties by the creek. Afterwards we walked back to her house, and she even let me watch her clean up in her bathroom. She got some clean panties from her room, washed herself with a couple of washcloths, rinsed her panties out in the toilet, and threw the washcloths and panties into the washing machine. By the way, I am 15 and Martha is 13, but this happened about 5 years ago, and at that time we were still young enough that we were not embarassed about seeing each other naked or in our underwear.
The next time I had the chance to talk with Martha about her accidents was a month or so later. I was still wondering why she sometimes went to the trouble of using a toilet and sometimes not. I was also feeling a lot of curiosity about what it would be like to have an accident myself. In my mind I still wasn't ready to actually consider doing it, especially pooping, but I was fantasizing about it more and more.
We rode our bikes to a park near my house, and sat talking at a picnic table near the playground. Martha was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of culottes. I asked her again about her accidents, and why she sometimes had them on purpose.
She told me a story that I had not known about, about her first gradeteacher. This teacher had a cruel streak, or some strange ideas about growing up and discipline, and she had tried to make her pupils follow a strict bathroom schedule: once in the morning before recess and once immediately when school got out, and absolutely no other times. For a girl like Martha this just didn't work. Martha tried to conform at first, but one day during the second week of school she had to pee increasingly badly as the afternoon wore on, and she told me how at the end her bladder literally ached from the effort, but she'd held on absolutely as long as she could. Finally, during a storytime circle on the rug in the middle of the classroom, she had struggled to her feet, spread her legs, and noisily pissed through her pale purple overalls, making a huge puddle on the rug. She was immediately paddled, made to stand in the corner and laughed at by some of the other kids. When I asked her why she hadn't asked to go to the bathroom she told me she knew the teacher would tell her no, and so there was no point in asking. She said she was ashamed of her accident, but another accident followed a few days later, and another, and another, always followed by spankings, scolding and ridicule.
One morning she had a touch of stomach flu and just before the morning recess, had a big diarrhea accident in her panties and tights, and the teacher had not allowed her to change all day. I asked her why she didn't tell her parents, but Martha has always had a fiercely independent, take-care-of-herself attitude. Her parents finally wormed the story out of her after a couple months of her frequently coming home from school in pants that were wet, messy or both.
They immediately complained to the school and got Martha moved to a different class, but by then some sort of emotional damage had already been done to her. She had learned three lessons from her experience with this cruel teacher: that it made her very uncomfortable to hold it too long, that when she had accidents the other kids laughed at her but that they didn't seem to laugh as much if she pretended she didn't mind it, and that it was actually fun and pleasant to poop or pee in her pants, but not if she had to sit in her mess all day. She said, "So if I need to go, I go. But I'll sometimes hold it if I know I can get to a toilet soon, or if I won't get the chance to change."
The park had no restrooms, and I noticed Martha was fidgeting, crossing her legs, restlessly wiggling her foot. "Do you need to pee?" I asked. "Yeah," she replied.
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know. I don't have a change of clothes at your house, so I should probably go back home, but I don't want to leave."
We stood up and went over to the swings. We swung for awhile and chatted about this and that, but Martha was looking more and more uncomfortable. Finally she said, "Well, I am wearing a culotte, there's one thing culottes are good for." And she hopped off the swing, stood in the sand with her legs spread about shoulder width, pulled the leg of her culotte to one side and began to pee. The stream snaked down the inside of her leg, running off her bare ankle into the sand.
I was staring at her legs, fascinated by what she'd just done. She had just peed in her panties but no one could tell. Although her panties were undoubtedly soaked underneath, her culottes had escaped any damage. But then Martha groaned, "Oh Jim, what am I going to do now? My culotte is dry now, but it'll get wet if I sit on my bike seat. I wasn't thinking about that!"
And then I suddenly had an idea. I was wearing some dark blue hiking shorts -- they were made of a water-resistent fabric. "Why don't we trade underwear?" I said. "I can wear your wet ones home, you can wear my dry ones." I too could "wet my pants" without really wetting them, and no one would know. Martha's look changed from concern and embarassment to relief as she realized what I was suggesting.
We snuck into some bushes nearby, and we eached pulled our pants and underwear off. Martha handed me her sopping wet panties, and I pulled them on. They were still warm, and I pulled my shorts on over them. So this is what it felt like, to be wearing wet panties! Even if I hadn't actually wet them myself, I was thrilled with the feeling of the peed-in panties against my crotch.
A minute later we were on our bikes headed home. The wet fabric had begun to cool against me, though by the time I got home it was beginning to chafe a little. But nobody could tell by looking that my pants were wet, and I felt no urgency to change out of them. After awhile Martha went home. By the end of the day her panties had dried on me to a faint dampness, and I actually forgot I was wearing them until I was getting ready for bed. Aside from some mild irritation from the urine, there were no ill effects.
I spread her panties out under my bed to finish drying. By looking at them you couldn't tell they'd been wet, only they had a faint smell of ammonia. The next time Martha and I saw each other, a few days later, we made the exchange. She told me she had peed her (my) pants again later that day, and had washed them, and she teasingly asked me why I hadn't also washed hers.CD
TO Interested Pooper:
Where have you gone before? (so to speak...)
Have you tried:
-Change rooms in clothing stores?
>I used to work in a kids uniform shop and every now & then, some kid would leave a log in one of our changing stalls.)
-On the front door step of a neighbour you don't like?
>A while ago, one of the posters here did that a few times with a neighbour with whome she had an ongoing dispute. (Try to find her postings in the archive if you can.)
-In your living room? (Or all around your house)
>I can remember a post from a lady who said she often placed bowls & plastic bags in every room of her home. Some times she would use them rather than going back & forth to her bathroom.
-On public transit?
>Wearing diapers & going while you're sitting next to your fellow commuters.
-In a Mens Room?
-In the urinal of a Mens room?
-In the woods?
-In your front/backyard?
-In the garden of your front/backyard?
-With some friends?
-On the side of the road, just off a busy highway with other cars going by? (But NOT in one of the lanes. "Safety first", you know...)
-A mall parking lot after you've just done some shopping?
-In a large potted plant somewhere in your home?
>I tried that a few times.
-In a friend's pool?
-On a beach?
-Perhaps in the park near a jogging path you use regularly?
And I'm sure you can find plenty of other sites 'to do your business' or pee if you look back through the site's archive of past postings.
Cheers!
CD
To Lucy Lu:
About the million dollar question:
Your question was: if you were hired to use the toilet on screen like in a movie as an actor and paid millions of dollars for the shot would you do it?
Yes! Absolutely! The truth is that movie pooping is not realistic at all. Urination can be faked for Men or Women actors. Sometimes actors will do what they can to achieve urination tricks. Oprah Winfrey in "Beloved" actually drank gallons of water, and peed, and the sight is quite suprising.
However, that kind of info can be found but looking for the right sites.
Movie pooping is, however, not realistic at all. The scene is actually made with a bunch of reactions, and then put into the sound booth and the sounds of turds hitting the water, farts, ploonks, etc. is put into the movie.
All this time, I assumed that they played a speaker over a certain place and you reacted to that, but that's not the case.
Why would I be telling you this?
1. I plan to be an actor someday, maybe not achieving Robin Williams status, maybe not Jason Biggs status, but something close to that nature. I need to learn this stuff soon.
and...
2. I watched the "Art of the Fart" option in the Special features section of "Harold and Kumar go to White Castle", which was genius.
If I had to do the pooping scene(s) in a movie, It would depend on the crowd. If I had to do an actual crap scene, I would request all males to leave, because I can only crap comfortably in front of Women, and even then, I'm still not exactly comfortable.
If it was edited sound stuff, I'd comfortably act on the john, After all, It's not a real crap scene.peanut bladder
when i was about 15, i went on a 3 hr bus ride with my class. i hadn't used the bathroom since the night before. i woke up late that day. normally, i run to the bathroom the moment i wake up but since i was running late and my school was near by, i left right away, hoping to use the bathroom at school. but when i got there, the bus was already there and we had to leave for the trip. i got a seat towards the back of the bus so i had a very bumpy ride. with every two bumps, i bit of my pee sliped out. i had to keep on trying to grab hold of myself without useing my hands. i dont like people knowing when i'm desperate. i tryed to relax and for get about my problem but the bumps kept on making me remember. when we got off the bus, there was this huge wet spot on the back of my pants. i had to tie my sweater around my waste to hide it. while walking around i got more and more desprate. then i realized i had this huge thick log of poop sticking out of my anus. i HAD to find a bathroom FAST!!! i waddled up to the teacher and asked her if she could show me where the bathrooms were. she said i couldn't go until the end of the trip. i told her it's an emergency. she didn't care. i had to slowly walk around with my legs close together and my butt sticking way out. i was as desprate as ever! with every step i felt the poop sticking it's head farther and farther. about an hour later, i realized my pee sprinkling out. i ran to the teacher still peeing myself and ready to cry and begged her to show me where the bathrooms were. when she realized i was wetting myself, she rushed me to the bathroom. it was very filthy. there was only one free stall so i ran in but i did not lock the door. i just pulled down my pants and just as i was going to sit down, another desperate girl ran into my stall. she begged me to leave because she thought i was done. i told her to get out and wait her turn while i continued to pee. i sat down and pushed my poop out but the girl came back into my stall and told me to hurry up because she was having an accedent. i just ignored her and continued to do my business. i left the bathroom with my pants soaking wet and i was made fun of for the rest of the year.Pamela
This is my first pooing story and wish to share it with you.
My boyfriend and i were sitting on his couch watching a movie when i realised i needed to poo. I dont like using anyone elses toilet so i said to my bf "i am going to leave now". He wanted to know why but i just said " i think its time i left". Then all of a sudden i got a pain and doubled over in agony. He said "do you need the loo". I said "yeah but i dont like going anywhere but my own place".He said "its alrite to go here you know, i dont mind." I decided to stay and go here. As i walked into the bathroom and was about to shut the door he said "all this talk about pooing has made me need to go. Is it alright if i go first?". I knew i needed to go and couldnt wait so told him "no babe, i cant wait sorry. I need to go now as well". He suggested "well seeing as we both have to go, why dont we both sit half and half on the toliet and both go together". I wasnt really happy about that but knew i couldnt wait much longer so said "ok". We both got ourselves in position and then we began our business. I started pushing and he did too although he grunted. I asked him,"are you ok" to which he said "yeah im fine". I noticed him seperate his feet a lot and lean forward. He had real concentration on his face and he was grunting really badly. I said "are you struggling slightly" as my poo slipped out with ease. He said "yeah, slightly. It seems really hard to get out". He pushed again and again and again. It came out eventually and i did 4 plops and he did 2. I asked "are you finished". He replyed "i think so, although i feel like there is more to come". I told him "keep trying". He tried again but nothing would come so he got up. We observed what we had done and wiped and left the bathroom. We sat on the couch in eachothers arms but we were overcome by the intimate moment we shared and therefore we slepted together. The next morning we got up and i went for a shower. I was in the shower and my bf comes in saying "i knew i wasnt finished last night, i still need to go". I said "i'll leave you to it" but he told me to stay. He got prepared and positioned and started grunting. I noticed his face go red and he leaned forward more than last night. I could tell he was struggling and asked "do you need a hand or are you ok?" He said " no, im fine. After a few minutes i asked again and he said "i need you to hold my hand and rub my back as i push it out because it seems to be slightly harder to go than it was last night." I said "ok, i'll help you". I went over beside him and took his hand and began rubbing his back. He leaned further forward and his butt was up in the air and face nearly connected with the ground. Eventually after about 10 or 15 minutes of hard pushing and a lot of grunting, it plopped from a great height into the toilet. We observed what he did and he thanked me for helping him. We then made love again.
Now all of our bowel movements are shared because we both usually wait untill we are together untill we go. He rings me if he has to go and i ring him and unless we are both in work, we meet up at either house and watch eachother go. These moments are very intimate.
One time i had to during work but knew i wanted to share it with him so waited untill both of us finished work.
I am now 13 weeks pregnant and feel that the event of our first experience of pooing together helped to conceive our baby as it happened 13 weeks ago.
Hoped you liked my first story.Gruntly Bogwell
FAT WOMAN...today is your lucky day, because of another peeping on my hefty mother-in-law, with her large-butt self... stays up all hours and sleeps during the day. I went down stairs after waking up in the middle of the night to get some filtered water from the kitchen...and I saw the light was on in her room...then I heard her lumber into the bathroom off her bedroom, next to the living room without shutting the door. So I crept up to the door way, the noise of the fan in her room covering my approach and peeked through to watch her in the mirror opposite the toilet. She had hurt her knee and was using one of those raised potty chairs with handles and the seat raised off the regular commode and a special connector to the toilet. So she wasn't in a full squat on the contraption, but seated in a half crouch. She had raised her light blue nylon nightie up to her hips…and it had hung up on the handles of the raised seat contraption so I had a full view of her lower half…which because she was fat was wedged into the contraption with her buttocks oozing out between the legs of the contraption on either side and were hanging over the raised toilet seat…it must have been an effort because she was huffing and puffing with trying to get her bottom planted just right to pee and poo without soiling the toilet seat…you know how some fat women don't get their anus lined up and leave skid marks on the back of the seat itself! Anyway she sighed and let out a copious pee stream that gurgled and echoed around the room because of her raised crouch…and began to work her cross-word puzzle…suddenly she straightened up and got a pained look on her round face, squinted up her eyes and I saw the fat of her belly above her gray pubic patch shift…as she GGGRRRRRRuuuunnnnnnnttttteeed she shuffled her fat bare feet and legs back as she GGRRRRUUUUNNNNTTTTEEEDDD even harder…stopped to pant some then tried again…as the raised contraption allowed me to hear over the noise of the fan the crackling of what appeared to be a massive turd, inching its way out…with her eyes closed she winced, several times during the session…catching her breath every now and then as she worked to free herself of the recalcitrant load. The crackling went on and on and the fan blew the smell into the little hallway, making my eyes water…but I couldn't take my eyes off the bulging mass on the toilet relieving herself. With a final UUMMPH the monster must have let go ,because she gave a long sigh and leaned over to get some toilet paper to wipe her brow and upper lip where the sweat of the straining had formed. She coughed and her lower half fairly wiggled all over, then she blew this horrendously loud fart that echoed all over the downstairs…she then pushed herself off the raised commode seat the imprint of the handles and legs made a red imprint on her thighs…grabbed some toilet paper raised one foot up on a low stool and dug under herself to work away at her nether hole. I guess the turd was dry because their was no poo smear on the paper when she took it away from between her large moon-like cheeks. I quickly retreated as she turned to come out of the bathroom…but…I didn't hear the toilet flush. Sure enough the next day when I crept in to get the wastebasket while she was sleeping…there it was in all its glory the monster turd, 2 inches across, dry, lumpy, medium brown and loaded with popcorn from the movie the day before…it bent down from the top of the toilet water to dissapear out the bottom of the bowl…I have no idea how long it was…but I'm still freaked out she didn't even try to flush it away…maybe…she knew I would be coming for the trash and wanted to gross me out…I guess some people are into showing their productions?Donny
As soon as I woke up this morning I had to take a shit. I got on the toilet and did about a 12 x 2 1/4 incher, soft and easy to extrude out my ass and pissed for about 6 minutes. I left for the day and had a huge lunch, I had to go to the bathroom right afterwards but decided to wait until I got home. I went into the bathroom quickly after coming home and looked at the turd I had left in the bowl since this morning. It had taken on water and was about 3 inches around now. I flushed it and it was so soft it broke apart and went down OK. Then I extruded another 30 inches of shit out of my ass and into the bowl and pissed for about 5 minutes. I had to wipe about four times, then used two wet wipes each time I pooped. I feel a lot better after dumping those monsters. All this was the result of eating a lot of bean burritos, fruit, bran cereal, apples, dried prunes and ripe plums, cabbage, granola and carrot pulp left over from juicing two pounds of carrots, plus metamucil. Go ahead and try my diet if you dare and if you really like to go to the bathroom. It also makes you fart a LOT.Aleks
To shogunblade: Thanks for your response, it's nice to know there are like minded people out there. As of yesterday (Wednesday), it just so happens, I am dating a girl and it's pretty intense. I want it to be a long term thing, but I haven't decided how to tell her about my facination or my rotten past. I would still love her to death if she wasn't into it at all, but I really don't want her to be creeped out or think less of me. I know I should tell her because she has told me so much personal and private stuff about her. I feel like we can talk about anything, but when it comes to this subject, it's just been avoided. One day on the phone I thought I heard her flush a toilet, so I asked, and it was just a sink. She said "Why, would that be gross?" and I said "...um, no, whats the big deal?" and she said "yeah, I guess it's not gross as long as the person doesn't start describing it or something. I've peed while on the phone before." I just laughed with her, but I wanted to say "you can describe it all you want." Anyway, how do you think I should approach the topic?
alice
Hi, temperatures still in the high 80's here, so its difficult to sleep. Ive taken to sitting outside in the yeard till late at nite/early hours of the morning to cool off and so eventually sleep.
Last weekend my parents had friends over, I sat i the garden and after an hour or so needed a pee........now normally Id squat somewhere or pull my niks aside and pee standing.......however I decided just to sit where I was on the wooden bench, I was leaning one end with my feet up all comfy.
I uncrossed my legs, bent my knees a little to open my puss and just weed.....only problem was that the noise sounded so loud. I eventually finished and my mom came to the door and asked what the noise was......I pretended I hadnt heard any noise, so she was like......well it sounded like running water.......I again said I hadnt heard anything....so she went back to the dining room.
Early next mroning I went outside and you could se where Id peed so I washed it down with a jug of water.......went over behind the willow tree, pulled my niks to one side and let out a torrent......mm the chill wind across my wet puss was delicious.
Mr Clogs, in this hot weather (if you are having the heatwave we are here) do you ensure you empty your container every day? I sometimes dont have time before I go to work in the morning......I worry about a urine smell.
Still trying to get my b/f to use the container.........I love to see him piss.........its like the stream from a horse!!! ha ha ha
Gary
How many girls pee standing up and how many girls use urinals
Friday, July 07, 2006
burstingbladder
We were having a party in our class. I love to drink island punch. It is lovely. I drank 8 cups of them. Then by the last lesson, and then walking home from school, then digging out my keys, then rushing down the hall to the bathroom. I had to pee. I mean I really had to pee!
By the time I got to the bathroom, I had to pee really bad, I saw Fudge sitting on the toilet seat. He was reading. I ran to mom¡¦s bathroom, she was taking a shower. The running water made me more desperate than ever! I held my pecker, squeezing it. Then after Fudge was done, I rushed in and peed strongly.
The next day, I went to school, I drank a lot of water because I ran to school then I got all thirsty. Then the Ist lesson came, in the middle of the lesson, I had to pee really bad again. I didn't ask Miss Howard. She is the meanest teacher in the school. She laughs at you, making you all blushing red!
I managed to hold my self through out the whole time. I ran home quickly. I had to pee, so bad. I ran to the toilet bowl and pee, the pee didn't come out, I squeezed my t??y. My bladder was aching. Then just as I peed one drop, my came saying, "Hop on to the car boys!" I did as I was told. Then I sat down beside Fudge. In the middle of the trip, I leaked, I had to pee. This time the pee can come out! Then I saw Fudge, he was in extreme discomfort. I asked him, ¡§Why are you looking so uncomfortable?¡¨ ¡§ I need to pee!¡¨ ¡§Mom, Fudge has to pee!¡¨
¡§Fudge, do you have to pee?
¡§Yes, I can¡¦t hold it any longer!¡¨
Then, ¡§Shhhhhhhhhhhh¡¨.
¡§Mom, Fudge wet himself!¡¨ I had to pee, I was really desperate! But I am old enough to hold it.
Finally, we arrived at my Grandma¡¦s house. I ran to the toilet. Guess what I saw, I saw Sheila¡¦s sister, Sheila, Grandma, Buzz senior, Dad, Mom, Fudge, Sheila¡¦s mom and dad lining up in front of the bathroom. Sheila was near tears, she was holding her crotch and desperately jumping up and down. Suddenly, she burst, pee slide down making it a miniature waterfall. Sheila¡¦s sister was angry, ¡§ How can you do that you¡¦ve wet my shirt!¡¨
Sheila ran in the bathroom with her mom cutting the line, running in with her.
PlEASE HELP ME CONTINUE!
THUNDER FROM DOWN UNDER To answer a few surveys in one bit hit....I am a male, middle aged and fit. I have never had an accident on a roller coater and would never get on one anyway. I often hover above a toilet if it is a public toilet and may not be too clean...actually it expels my shit quicker (I think). As to constipation I get the traditional kind every few weeks or every several months... I also get a worse kind that occurs further up the colon...enemas and suppositories do not work. As to time on the toilet often only a few minutes but can be longer if my bowels are slower or it is getting a bit stuck. One or two flushes of the toilet are sufficient for me. The colour of my turds are all similar...dark brown. The size can be small to many inches in length. Often my poos can be long, thin and snake like or can be of normal respectable width or thick and soft and bulky. Sometimes my BM consist of one big plop with no effort...usually when I have had a lot of fibre. Yes I have crapped outdoors in the bush many times and love it...have not done it much for years though. A few people have seen me on the pot, but not that many...it does not worry me too much. Yes, I have no problem with public toilets. Of note is that my BM`s can really stink. I do take the occasional laxative and have had enema`s to great relief. I was given them by a nurse...did not embarrase me..I was just glad to get the results.. I have had colonic irrigation and it was quite helpful.
Yes I grunt on the pot.. I always wee when I poo etc. I have only had an accident twice (BM) and it was caused by medication. I have never pissed my pants but have been very, very close! I wipe from the front and use between a couple of sheets to several or more and I am a folder.
That`s all
THUNDER