Victoria B.
Poop sigh
Hey!
I had lunch at a small café this afternoon with my friend Robyn. She's in my cohort and we've gotten to be close over the course of our first year in the program. Tall and thin with light brown hair and pale blue eyes she's a distinctive sight and a good friend.
Anyway, we ordered and my body instinctively decided to make room. I needed to poop and told Robyn that I had to run to the bathroom. She giggled for some reason and said "Take your time!" as I made my way to the women's room. It turned out to be a clean, well-maintained single toilet facility and it wasn't long before my skirt was up, my purple panties were down and my buns were on the seat.
I'd peed before leaving my apartment but a few leftover squirts made their way out as things from the rear commenced with a bowl-rattling fart and two small pieces plopping into the bowl. I closed my eyes to savor the feeling of relief and release, needing only a slight push to get a much bigger turd started on its way out. It floomphed its way into the bowl before being joined by another log that was thinner and a little longer based on how it felt leaving me. My butt finished up with some softer stuff and I was done.
I took a look at my load from between my thighs and was impressed enough with my load to flush it before I started cleaning up from my number two. Everything went down and I wiped, first my front and then my bum, before getting up and dressed again. I flushed a second time and washed my hands before making my way back to the table. Our food had already arrived but I needed to know what was so funny before I took a bite.
Robyn smiled and said "That was your poop sigh. Every time you take a poop your eyes get big and you sigh before you get to a toilet!" She continued in a softer tone, "And it's kinda cute." We had a delicious lunch before paying and going our separate ways. Later in the afternoon though my phone rang. It was Robyn. She sent me a video of her imitation of my poop sigh and it was hilarious!
Love,
VictoriaKevin
Pizza parlor poo
31 yo male
6 feet
170 lbs
I had just eaten an entire pizza by myself at a pizza joint when I had that familiar feeling to unload. There was a unisex family restroom and I arrived at the same time as a young attractive waitress. I insisted she went first. She entered and was in there for 5 minutes at least. When she exited she had a sheepish look on her face. I entered and lifted the lid only to find an enormous log in the toilet. I was so excited to add to the pile. I sat down and right when I surrendered my body to unleash someone tried to open the door but I had locked it. I started crapping and it felt sooo gratifying. A 3 foot long log emerged from my butt and it coiled around the bowl 3 times as it was on top of the other beautiful log. I cleaned up and tried to flush. It did not flush! I now had realized why the attractive girl had left her masterpiece. I exited the bathroom and found another attractive waitress waiting her turn. I smiled and said sorry the toilet does not work. She said it's alright she was desperate. She was in there for 5 minutes as well. I was curious to what the toilet now looked like so I entered again after she was through. It was the most wonderful sight ever. You could still see me and waitress #1s logs but on top of them laid the thickest log I've ever seen. It looked like someone's forearm and was about 16 in long! I've never been more exhilarated! Best experience ever! Me and the two waitresses made eye contact later and they both smiled at me! I think everyone enjoyed seeing each others logs!
Aaron
Poo on a ferry
A few days ago I had a new experience: I had a poo on a ship. It also had an international flair as I pooped alongside a French guy. I'll explain. Me and a group of mates are currently travelling around Europe. On Saturday we got the ferry from Dover to Calais, and although I needed to go for a poo much earlier in the day, I decided to hold it until I was on the ferry as I'd never done a poo at sea before!
We boarded and waited to set off. As soon as we were on the move I told my friends I was going to the toilet and set off. Just in front of me was a guy in his early twenties who was heading in the same direction. He had black ripped jeans, black T-shirt and a backwards cap. As we approached the toilet door, he held it open for me. "Thank you" I said. Inside it was already pretty busy. There were guys at the urinals, guys washing their hands and two of the four cubicles were taken. The young guy took one on the vacant cubicles and I took the final empty one. My dump was pretty uneventful. I heard quite a few wet farts and blasts from the guy next to me. After about five mins he tapped on the dividing wall. I heard a thick French accent "excuse me, do you have any paper in your cabin as I have none." "Er yeah, here you go" I gave him quite a bit as it sounded like he'd just had a big one. "Merci" he said and he wiped up flushed and left. I stayed for a bit longer until I was fully empty. I went back to my group. I saw the guy later laughing with his friends. As we disembarked the ferry, he nodded at me as if to say thank you for earlier!
. Do you enjoy pooping?
Yes I like the feeling of relief especially if it's diarrhea
2. what is your favorite position when passing a BM?
Just sitting down but in nature I squat or stand up
3. Do you get stomach aches before you BM? Are they severe?
Yep sometimes there sever and kinda feel like my stomach is burning if I'm having diarrhea
4. How many times a day do you poop?
4-10
5. What was the longest poop you ever did?
Was on the toilet for a good 1 hour and 30 mins
6. Do you find pooping relaxing?
Yes unless it's constipation but it's relaxing when the big poo comes out
7. Do you make grunting noises when pushing? Do you yell in pain when it hurts?
Not really
8. How often do you get constipated?
Just a few times a year
9. What was the longest time you were ever constipated for?
3 weeks I had to get one of those pellets the doctor put up your bum and I had the biggest poop ever
10. After being constipated or just having a difficult poop, and it finally comes out, do you ever yell of relief?
Yes when I was constipated for 3 weeks and the doctor's have me the pellet thing up my bum
11. Do you get stomach aches often when you don't have to BM? If so, are they severe and how long do they last?
Yes sever cramps they last about a few minutes but then carry on coming and going until I poop
12. Are you gassy when you poop?
Very gassy it's embarrassing in school and in public bathrooms but oh well
13. Do you look forward to taking a dump?
Sometimes yer
14. What are two signs that you have to go (besides a stomach ache)?
Feel it moving down in my stomach fast then I start to cart lots
15. Do you ever lie down after taking a Long dump because you feel week or tired?
Yes.
16. Do you ever have to catch your breath after pooping?
Yes,
17. Do you like taking as long as necessary on the bowl, or do you get it done as fast as possible?
I take as long as I need rushing isn't good for you even in school but sometimes I will rush in school
18. When you are constipated or are having a tough time getting it out, what do you think is the best way to relieve yourself w/o taking a laxative?
I mean I have one and often get diarrhea but when I am constipated I just eat one of my trigger foods
19. Has a BM ever hurt so much that you started to cry?
One times I almost did cause it hurt so bad
20. How often do you have diarrhea?
Basically every day
21. When on the bowl taking a dump, what do you think is the most comfortable position I sit up and put my hands either side on the bowl or sometimes I lean forward
22. Do you push on your stomach to get the poop out?
Sometimes
23. Do you ever massage your stomach to help a stomach ache or to help yourself poop?
Yes if I have bad stomach ache on the toilet
24. How do you feel about having someone poop with you, like to keep you company?
I've done it a few times before with close friends only
25. How do you feel about someone talking you through constipation, a rough poop, diarrhea, etc.?
Deosnt bother me
26. After a long, hard poop, diarrhea, constipation, or even when you have the stomach flu/bug, would you enjoy a stomach massage?
Yer helps the pain but makes me fart
27. Do your stomach aches continue even after you have pooped?
Yep
28. How often do you get off the bowl, and then realize as you walk away from the bathroom that you weren't done? Has this ever happened to you more than twice in a row (for the same dump)?
Very often I always get up and flush then walk out of the bathroom then realize I still need to go a few times in school I have asked to go to the toilet the straight after I get back I ask to go again but sometime the teacher won't let me
1. Do you put paper on seat to poop in Public?
No.If it's not dirty
2.Guys do you pee in a toilet that has not been flushed?
No
3. do you flush after peeing?
Yes of course.
4. females do you wipe your puss after peeing and pooping?
Yes
5. If a toilet dirty do you use?
I did if I was in a hurry. If I can hold it, I would not get in.
6. Do you pee outside?
Yes in a bush behind trees
7. If you have to poop outside do up do it or go inside?
I poop outside in any occasion I get in a ally in a bush in a bin behind a tree behind a car anywere
8. Do you use porta potties?
Yes.
9 do you check your panties or/underpants after peeing/popping for spots?
Yes I check because when I fart it can cause marks
10. have you ever used a handicapped toilet?
Yes. a few times there more spacious and when I've had an accident in public it's easy to clean because the handicapped have a bin and a sink
11. have you ever used opposites toilet when young/
Yes
Tuesday, August 06, 2019
Juliette from France
survey
1. Do you enjoy pooping?
If my shit was not messy.
2. what is your favorite position when passing a BM?
I prefer squatting.
3. Do you get stomach aches before you BM? Are they severe?
Yes. They did severe.
4. How many times a day do you poop?
7-12 times.
5. What was the longest poop you ever did?
Once I had seriously diarrhea, 3 hours.
6. Do you find pooping relaxing?
It can be if I didn't have diarrhea or constipation.
7. Do you make grunting noises when pushing? Do you yell in pain when it hurts?
I grunt if I had diarrhea.
8. How often do you get constipated?
Luckily only once a year.
9. What was the longest time you were ever constipated for?
3 weeks.
10. After being constipated or just having a difficult poop, and it finally comes out, do you ever yell of relief?
Yes. Once I 've been constipated for 2 weeks, and finally poop out every thing in once.
11. Do you get stomach aches often when you don't have to BM? If so, are they severe and how long do they last?
Yes. They are severe and they usually last until I poop these shit off.
12. Are you gassy when you poop?
Very gassy, I almost never stop passing gas when I shit, I usually fart 48 times when I poop, they are all smelly and loudly. One of my boyfriend broke up with me because of he heard and smell the gas I pass out when I poop.
13. Do you look forward to taking a dump?
Sometimes when I was constipated.
14. What are two signs that you have to go (besides a stomach ache)?
A heavy feeling in stomach, and having more frequently and more smelly fart.
15. Do you ever lie down after taking a Long dump because you feel week or tired?
Yes.
16. Do you ever have to catch your breath after pooping?
Yes, just one time.
17. Do you like taking as long as necessary on the bowl, or do you get it done as fast as possible?
If I'm pooping in the school bathroom and someone is also in the toilet, I would like to finish my shit as fast as I can, because the sound when I poop was very big, the smell was horrible.I don't want an audience for this.
18. When you are constipated or are having a tough time getting it out, what do you think is the best way to relieve yourself w/o taking a laxative?
Not having. My stomach is weak, many things makes me diarrhea, such as spicy food and ice cream, after eating them, the poop will spurt out of my asshole like a tornato, no need to take laxative.
19. Has a BM ever hurt so much that you started to cry?
No. Although I'm a girl, but I 'm not that weak.
20. How often do you have diarrhea?
Frequently. Once two weeks, my stomach are very weak.
21. When on the bowl taking a dump, what do you think is the most comfortable position (i.e. Leaning back, head between your knees, straight up with your hands on the side of the bowl, etc.)
Squatting was comfortable.
22. Do you push on your stomach to get the poop out?
No. I just need to eat an ice cream, and the poop and fart will came out of my body like a huge storm.
23. Do you ever massage your stomach to help a stomach ache or to help yourself poop?
No.
24. How do you feel about having someone poop with you, like to keep you company?
I wounld never let someone poop with me, the smell are terrible, and the sound of crackling and fart are also big, if someone hear, see or smell it, I will no longer be the campus belle of my high school.
25. How do you feel about someone talking you through constipation, a rough poop, diarrhea, etc.?
No problem. I've heard too many people talking about me, my boyfriend, and my looking.
26. After a long, hard poop, diarrhea, constipation, or even when you have the stomach flu/bug, would you enjoy a stomach massage?
I never had stomach massage, because I had stomach flu so many times, I
I never need a massage, If I had stomach massage after diarrhea, I think it will push out those watery stools left in my stomach. HAHAHAHA
27. Do your stomach aches continue even after you have pooped?
Yes. When I had stomach flu, I poop many times, maybe I will squat down again right after I stand up and flush.
28. How often do you get off the bowl, and then realize as you walk away from the bathroom that you weren't done? Has this ever happened to you more than twice in a row (for the same dump)?
Very often. Especially when I had diarrhea. This did happen five times in a row, for example, just finishing the diarrhea, flush toilet for 3 times and flush down the poop, just at the time I get in my pants and walk out of the toilet, I let out a loud, stinky wet fart, and spurt a big watery poop in to my pants, the poop was streaming down my leg, so I ran back squat down on the stool again.
1. Do you put paper on seat to poop in Public?
No.If it's not dirty.
2.Guys do you pee in a toilet that has not been flushed?
No. It was gross!!!
3. do you flush after peeing?
Yes of course.
4. females do you wipe your puss after peeing and pooping?
Yes. Especially after poop.
5. If a toilet dirty do you use?
I did if I was in a hurry. If I can hold it, I would not get in.
6. Do you pee outside?
Yes. I pee behind trees.
7. If you have to poop outside do up do it or go inside?
I will poop outside, because my poop will sometimes stinks the toilet or clogged it, I poop almost everywhere outdoors except in public places that somebody can see me. If I had diarrhea, I poop in trashcan, or I'll poop in bushes or swimming pool.
8. Do you use porta potties?
Yes. Or it's easy to shit my pants, but porta potties can't get rid of all those terrible gas I let out, so it's still stinky, but it can cover me, I use it one time in cinema, the people around me didn't know I'm pooping they think I'm just passing gas.
9 do you check your panties or/underpants after peeing/popping for spots?
I check it after pooping, because some of my wet fart will spurt some dirty thing on my pants.
10. have you ever used a handicapped toilet?
Yes. Once the girls bathroom 's stall door was all off, everyone in it poop with out cover, we can all see. But I'm having stomach flu, I can't wait, so I went in handicapped toilet that have doors to throw the dirty shits out of me.
11. have you ever used opposites toilet when young/
Yes. When girls toilet was out of order, the boys bathroom has no one in, but after I poop no one ever wents in that bathroom in the rest of the day, haha.
MARION
Wedding party
I remember 10 years ago I was at a wedding party.
The party was located in a nice restaurant. The restaurant had a big garden and an amazing area equipped with water play.
I remember that after ate a lot good dished I started to listen the familiar sense for the number started.
So I went to look for the toilet. I found a toilet block in the garden in a secluded area. I entered and i found a nice place, clean.
On one side the were the toilets and on the other side the mirrors area.
I entered in one of the stall, close the door and checked that the latch was working.
I raised my blue dark skirt and peel down my cipria sheer pantyhose and black g-string to middle thigh, as i use to do.
I placed my bottom on the toilet and with the elbows place on the knee i starting to do my thing.
I was taping a message on my mobile, when i notice a shadow just under the partition on the left side.
It was a young boy that was looking underneath. I couldn't get up, so I screamed go away.
The boy run away. I was feared, To restart my bowling movement keep ten minutes but at the end i was able to finish.
When i went out i saw a boy was hiding near some bushes, so making a large round I got him.
He was feared and was red in face and He excused saying that he was looking for his mum that she was wearing my same shoes.
I let him go away
it's not the first time that someone peep on me.
Have someone else had similar experience.
BYE BYEF.D.
Being observed
This is not a story from my own life but from my grandmother. She was camping in the mountains with her sister. Even though they both are over 60 years old they are very sporty and still spend quite much time hiking in the mountains. One morning when her sister was hiding in the bushes to relieve herself (as my grandma says, she never say poop etc) she became aware of a man standing on a distance obviously observing her. She had finished her duty and pulled up when she saw him but she thought he possibly had been spying at her. When back at the tent she told my grandma of what she had experienced. My grandma therefore went to another spot when she had to go to toilet. She had been looking carefully around to be sure that nobody was nearby before pulling her shorts down. But when she was squatting she became aware of the same man spying also at her. As she was prepared she did not become afraid and she just finished her duty and went back to the tent. Afterwards they did not see the man anymore.She told that they both immediately was a bit embarrassed but after a short while they just could smile of the incident.
Macy
Walked in on my sister
Hey I'm back with a story from the other day. I was sitting on the couch playing on my phone when I had to get up and pee. I get up and walk to the bathroom, the door was partway closed. I wasn't really paying much attention as I was typing on my phone as I was walking. As I walk in my sister Ally,who's 12 was on the toilet. She kinda startled me when she says "I'm pooping" give me a couple minutes. I sit on the bathtub. Ally is leaving forward and I hear her turd crackling. She says "you interrupted me in the middle of a turd" we both laugh. A minute later it splashes loudly. "That' was a big one" and sighs. She lets a HUGE fart. More crackling and 2 more plops. Are you done I say cuz I gotta piss! She nods grabs some tp wipes and flushes. I quickly replace her sigh and let a long pee out.
biggalpooper
Barium enema and bad times
Long time reader, first time poster. I'm a woman in my mid 30's and plus size. I've always been a very very shameful shitter and will probably share more stories from over the years if there's interest but I wanted to share the time I had to have a barium enema!
Years of being a very shameful pooper (a lot due to a very religious and uptight household and school bullying when I was young and tried to do my business at school) and I guess it caught up to me. I started having various bowel and stomach issues. I was in college when I finally stayed so backed up and in so much pain that I was referred to a specialist who ordered a bunch of tests, including a barium enema.
The only prep I was given was two bottles of mag citrite (I think, this was years ago). Luckily I had my own private apartment by then and even though I peed out of my butt for hours and hours I still felt like I wasn't empty. I reported to the hospital for the procedure and the nurse said I had to have a clear enema before we did the barium.
So... I'm told to strip naked and put on a paper gown with no back. I climbed under the sheet until the nurse came (and at this point in the pre-op area, only a curtain is separating me from like 50 other people). The nurse comes back with a portable toilet and a big enema bag (the first time I'd ever seen one). I start sweating and shaking but she tries to reassure me as I'm asked to roll on my side and the sheet covering my bare behind is removed. She was very nice and I could tell she was trying to be gentle when she eased the enema tip into my rectum but I couldn't help but gasp and cry as she started to fill me with water. She says I have to take it all and hold it for at least 20 minutes or I have to do another one.
Like I'd said before, I was basically always backed up and as I filled up with water, I felt more and more full of shit or water or both. I started to cry and whimper as she removed the tube and I immediately got up to try to get to the commode, but the nurse held me down and instead held a thick towel against my anus as she talked me through the 20 minute "waiting period" which felt like a million years. By the time I was allowed to go, the paper gown was all torn as I had been writhing in pain. I plopped down on the commode only to realize that I was surrounded by people just on the other side of a thin curtain and the nurse wouldn't leave. I tried to just relax and let my body release with dignity.. but that didn't happen! After a minute or two my stomach contracted and a bunch of poop and water gushed out of me and I couldn't hold back a moan of pain and relief. I sat there and squirted water and poop out for probably 30 minutes, then was taken to x-ray.
The room was set up with the barium enema equipment. I was given a new paper gown and was attended to by 3 people instead of one. The baggie full of barium looked much larger than the regular enema I had just had. The xray tech and nurses tried to soothe me as I was settled onto the table. The nurse held up the enema tip, this one was MUCH larger with an inflatable bulb so it could hold in the barium while the xrays were taken. I would have to be moved around and not let the enema or air out no matter what. I saw another portable commode in the room as well. I wish they'd had a real bathroom with a door!!
So I'm on my side with my fat bare ass uncovered for the world to see. The nurse (a male one this time!) took his time lubing up both the tip and then used his fingers to lube my rectum, which was still sore from the previous enema. All the while he and his assistant were soothing and kind, but that couldn't make up for what was coming up.
The barium enema itself wasn't so bad, at first. Inserting the larger tip did hurt more and I cried a bit but after it was in it wasn't so bad. I felt them release the barium but I didn't have any cramps or anything. Then they inflated the tip and I gasped in shock and pain. the nurse comforted me, saying that they had to keep it all in and it would be over soon. I had to flip around so they could film in different positions and then the nurse said he had to fill me up with the rest of the barium.
Ok. So imagine your entire bowel is full of liquidy stuff except when they switch it up to puff some more air into you, with a big bulb in your anus to hold it all in. My already large stomach was fully distended and I was crying and moaning for them to stop, I needed to poop, please let me poop. But I had to endure the test. More moving around, which was so painful that I almost vomited, and then they finally said the test was over.
Almost as soon as they said "We're good, we're done", I jumped up and ran to sit on the commode, only I'd forgotten the tip was still in my ass. Both nurses rush over as I sit and grunt fruitlessly on the commode until they're able to calm me down enough to deflate and remove the tubing. Then they both stood there and watched me in my thin, torn up paper gown as I grasped the sides of the commode and pushed.
Nothing came out! My stomach was contracting and my whole body screaming to push as I begged the nurses to give me some privacy. They were nice enough to step outside but made sure I had a call button if I needed help.
As soon as those doors closed, I gave it everything I had! Spread my asscheeks, held on and grunted, strained, and cried as my whole body struggled to expel what was inside of me. I got a few good gushes of...whatever out of me but I was still in a lot of pain and nothing was coming out. I sat back and rubbed my stomach but nothing more would come out. It was like I was full of liquid but it was all stuck.
Finally I gave in a called for the nurses and they saw my tears and red face. "Stuck?" he asked, and I nodded. He remarked to his assistant that sometimes the barium can start to harden early and would need "manual assistance". I was in so much pain and had already been so embarrassed that I wasn't even upset when they asked me to bend forward for them to examine me. The male nurse lubed up while his assistant helped keep my cheeks spread and he said he could feel a blockage. The x-ray tech came in and said he saw a blockage but it was near the rectum now so I should try to pass it, as it was probably blocking a lot of the barium and making things worse.
Back to a recovery room we go, as I lay under a thin sheet in a torn paper gown, grasping my stomach and moaning. The male nurse and his assistant came and were actually able to get me into a small room with a real toilet!
And here's the fun part (not!). The assistant took my sheet and had me get on all fours on the bed while the male nurse got the lubricant out again. He explained what he was doing as he did it, but I was pretty out of it by then. He used two lubricated fingers to add as much lube to my rectum as he could, and then inserted three suppositories. This time I had to wait 30 minutes no matter how badly I needed to go. It wasn't any worse than usual at first, but the last ten minutes consisted of me crying and begging to use the toilet as they both held me down and tried to console me.
FINALLY, they let me up to sit on the toilet. In that moment there was nothing in the world besides me, my bowels, and sweet relief. I ran in without closing the door, in the paper gown I'd torn to shreds again (so I was basically naked), plopped down and immediately pushed, groaned, and strained. I spread my legs and leaned forward, rocked back and forth, and strained and grunted so loudly I couldn't believe it was me. I felt the huge blockage move towards my anus and couldn't help but cry out. The female assistant came in and rubbed more lube around my rectum as the male nurse had me lean forward as he firmly squeezed and rubbed my stomach. It was soooo painful and embarrassing but at the moment I just wanted to get this poop out of me. My whole body seemed focused on nothing but pushing out whatever was in my bowels. I pushed and cried for what felt like forever until I felt the huge log fall out of my rectum. The assistant remarked that there was white stuff on the large stool. They asked if I was done and I said "not even close, but could I have a few minutes?". They wouldn't leave the hospital room but they let me close the bathroom door.
Finally, with the huge blockage out of the way and a little privacy, I was able to (with some more tears, grunts, and moans) pass more poop before the rest of the white enema liquid came out. The farts that accompanied the barium as it came out were so loud but I was so exhausted by then that I couldn't do anything but sit doubled-over on the toilet, basically naked, knowing there were two people right outside that door listening to me grunting out huge amounts of farts and liquid. I had been told not to flush so they could see what I released but the toilet was getting full, so I called them in to ask if I could flush. They both seemed very surprised by how much I had passed, particularly the large blockage which the male nurse had said was one of the biggest he'd ever seen. I asked if I could flush because more was coming and after they made notes they flushed (I'm amazed it all went down) and I spent at least another hour on the toilet pushing out enema liquid and loud and painful farts. When I was done, I had to sit on the toilet awhile longer as I still had cramps like I needed to push hard and poop but I was empty... like dry heaves from the bowels. I was covered in sweat, shaking and crying.
I was eventually sent home with orders to give myself a fleet enema if I didn't have a bowel movement in two days, but I ended up not needing to. My specialist said that my bowels move very slowly and I am very susceptible to constipation and blockages, so I have to be careful and poop whenever I have the slightest need. I've had other painful and embarrassing instances before and after this but I'll leave those stories for another day.
Garrett
Toilet car
Long time lurker first time poster just thought I'd say that I love toilet car and car moms stories and would love to here more from them or anyone else that has peed/pooped in weird/naughty places you dont normally poop or pee.
You might see more of me I'm just trying to work up the courage to post the few stories I have
Thank you
Asperman
Pregnancy Bathroom Issues
Hello everyome, this is my first post on this site. I have been reading it for a while now and love it emmensly...
Anywaus, onto the topic at hand, I have seen a few posts about accident's pregnant women have had, both poop and pee and like them alot. I was wondering if anyone else has had times when they were pregbant and grew extremely desperate, resulting in either a wet, messy, or both kinds of accident.
If so, please share if possible, I would love to hear/read your stories.
Ronette
subway pees
I'm in the middle of a two week cheer/dance camp that is offered at one school at the opposite side of our city. I was so lucky to get accepted and I love what I'm learning and what it is positioning me for. It is really taxing on my body in several ways. First, I have to get up at 4 a.m. each morning when I usually have my crap and I head down to the first subway train that gets going at about 5 and over two hours I have to make two transfers to other trains. So I don't get to the school stadium where its held until just about 8. By then I've had at least one or sometimes two pees at one of the hubs of the subway. It must be the movement of the train, the way we are thrown forward, backwards and sideways on the really old tracks that agitates my need to pee. I run off the car and immediately head to the public bathroom.
Each has only three toilets. If I don't duck around so many of the others I can end up in the back of a line that might last for 10 or 15 minutes. That's not the worst of it. You won't believe how bad they are. The toilet panels are the grossest I've ever seen. Lots of profane words, genitalia, political postings about anarchy. The doors, many of them are bent and non latch, are only two feet high, so the user is easily seen as she sits. This morning I must have six or seven sets of eyes on me as I fought to get my 45 second pee going. You see, there's a inch or inch and a half gap between the door and the panel.
There is another thing so different. The toilet seat is the most uncomfortable one I have ever sat on. There's a spring on the seat that keeps the front of it up about a third of the way and when you sit your butt on it, it lowers to the top of the bowl. Unlike most public toilets I've used, the seat is only about half as wide as others so on each side, much of your thigh is in a very uncomfortable position. My mom says that is probably to keep people from hanging out there and causing other problems. Empty bottles left and drug evidence tells me she's right.
I normally don't wipe after a regular pee. That's good because the toilet paper, when available, is the pre-cut square tissues that are outright nasty for those with soft craps. We drink up to 9 or 10 water bottles a day at the camp so these bathrooms are unavoidable also on my trip home. Our instructor has rented about 10 or 12 portable toilets for us to use down on the field during our day. They are great compared to those subway toilets that I so hate using.Michael W.
In The Hospitol (Part 2)
January 2017. A Month had passed and I forgot about the stalking. Almost like it didn't happen. I was having problems with insomnia, having trouble staying awake at work. I even fell asleep on the toilet for an hour at work. The next month came and I started to remember bits and pieces of the stalking. I started having nightmares. And then I was having flashbacks. I was looking over my shoulder every time I went out. March 2017. I had myself admitted to a psychiatric hospital. I was there for a week. The medication they gave me was making me constipated. The third day I was there I woke up at 5 in the morning and felt the urge to poop. I went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet. I pushed and pushed and nothing. I tried different techniques. Massaging my belly, Grabbed hold the railing and strained and grunted, wrapped both arms around my stomach, took off my jeans and boxers and sat backwards on the toilet, put my feet up on the seat to put myself in squatting position, then I took off my T-shirt and socks, got completely naked, took a bunch of paper towels, put them on the floor and squatted. I pushed and strained so hard. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!! UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Then I got dizzy. Everything I tried didn't work. I gave up, put my clothes back on and went back bed. I had been in the bathroom for an hour. I got up at 8 o'clock. I looked in the nightstand drawer and found a copy of the Bible inside. I flipped through the pages to find my favorite story and then I used my therapy activity sheet to use as a bookmark. I closed the book, got out of bed and left the room. I got my routine morning check up with a really cute nurse named Natasha. She was skinny, has long black hair tied back in a pony tail, blue eyes, and she wore a pink scrub uniform, black socks, and white clogs, but they were off right by her feet. "I hope you don't mind if I have my shoes off" she said. I said "I don't care I always have my shoes off." She asked me a bunch of questions like how was I feeling and when was the last time I had a bowel movement. I told her two days ago and that I tried earlier in the morning and had problems. She said "Oh no that's not good." I said "It sucks being constipated bcz I enjoy pooping." She laughed and said "I enjoy pooping too, I'll give you something to help you go and if you have any problems please let me know." They gave me frozen prune juice which was as thick as a 7-Eleven slurpee. I told them I wanted two of them just in case. We had breakfast, group therapy, watched a movie. When the movie was over I had finished my second cup of frozen prune juice. After lunch time I felt the prune juice beginning to work. My stomach was doing somersaults and I was gassy. Me and the patients played card games like Uno, 21, Rummy, Bullshit, and War and the doctors and nurses had '90s pop music playing on the TV. When we were done playing War it was 4 in the afternoon I got up and said "I have to poop." Natasha and the patients laughed but I didn't care. I went to my room, grabbed the Holy Bible and went into the bathroom. I pulled down my jeans and boxers to my ankles and sat on the toilet, relaxed and started to read. I read about 'The Tower of Babel' which is one of my favorite stories from the Old Testament. I felt a soft and creamy turd slide out of my ass. I farted. Then another one slid out. I leaned forward, cupped my chin with my right hand and the Bible was in my left hand on my lap. While I was sitting there pooping and farting away I felt like I was in Heaven. And then mushy poop started pouring out of my ass right along with loud Pfffrrrt! Pfffrrtt! Pffrrrt! Farts. My poop was very smelly and so were my farts and the bathroom was pretty stinky. And then my poop ended with little spurts. And then nothing. I remained seated for another minute or so but my stomach felt like there was nothing else to release out of me. I closed the Bible and placed it on the floor and then I started to wipe my butt with toilet paper. My butt was really messy and sticky. It took like 10 wipes to get my butt completely clean. I pulled my jeans and boxers back up to my waist and stood up. And the toilet flushed itself. I washed my hands at the sink and then I picked up the bible and left the bathroom. I put the bible back on the nightstand. I checked the clock and noticed I'd been in the bathroom for a half an hour. On my way out of my room Natasha (the cute nurse) was standing outside the door in her socks. It made me excited. "Hey Michael, I just came to see if you're doing okay" she said. "I pooped! YES!!!" I cheered. Natasha smiled and said "That's good, I'm happy for you. Do you feel better?" And I said "I feel much better. Thanks!" Me and Natasha walked back to the Activity room. On our way there she said "I can't wait till the end of my shift, I have to go myself." And I said "When you do go I hope it comes out okay." Natasha laughed and "Thank you." And then I joined the other patients for another group activity. It was the most satisfying dump I had ever taken. And it was kind of fun. And that's my story. I'm sorry that it was so long. I'll share another story later. Till then Happy Pooping Everyone.
Saturday, August 03, 2019