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Mandy
My coworker and I often have lunch together. We usually just go to a fast food place and go through the drive-thru. After eating, we will smoke cigarettes together, talk, and fart. We both rip loud and long farts as talking. We're both teachers and our schedule allows us to get out all our gas before returning. Today, we had taco bell for lunch and we were ripping some smelly wet farts.

Mina
Dear Josie: thank you for kind words!

This story is from beginning of September.

I was brushing teeth and Maho was on loo. I heard some noises from her. mmf, mmf, mmf. Was she a trouble? I went into loo to be with her. "Are you OK Maholin?" "No"

I look behind of her bottom. Turd was stick out and didn't move, it was about 13 centimetres of long and four of wide. Maho still making mmf noise.

So I squatted next her, tried to massage her lower back, and squeeze her hand with my other hand. We were in green loo so I used right hand for her back. She leaned forward to push turd and to let me see.

Maho squeezed my hand, and continued push. But the turd didn't move first, then after about one minute it started, slowly slowly. Maho said "Aaaah" very small voice.

But it didn't break off! It got more and more longer. Finally it was about 40 centimetres and very firm! I said to Maho. She said, "I stop to push, get phone and take photo!" So I did, and showed her.

A little bit more of push, and suddenly, turd dropped into water! Maho stood up to look her turd.

She said, "I think it is need to break this turd. Flush is no good perhaps."

I said her, "I want to break your turd."

Maho looked at me very warm eyes. Her eyes very big. When she feel emotion strongly, always her eyes become to bigger! She nodded her head.

We don't have pink plunger like you have Victoria. So I found waribashi, they are wooden chopsticks we use only once. I found old pair, already we used. I broke turd into 6 pieces I think. Then flushed. 5 pieces went down, one piece still in loo.

It was so warm and happy for me to break up turd came from Maho's beautiful bottom.

After flush, Maho sat down again to push more turds. I stayed with her and held to her hand. She produce 3 more turds, not so long, maybe 10 centimetres, and wide was about three. Then a few of little pieces. Took long time, total was about 15 minutes. Then she moved back to wash her beautiful bottom, and then she moved forward again so I could dry it. That is always a big pleasure to me! and to Maho too.

I flushed again, and loo was clean! Maho looked at me. "Minappé are you going to do?"

I nodded head. Maho smiled and her eyes became to big again. She had so happy face! I took off pyjama and panties, and sat on loo, and moved forward so Maho could see.

But my turd was different, it broke many pieces. Plop, plop, plop, many plop.

Maho unrolled paper. I said "mada yo" it mean "not yet" but she put to my bottom and began wipe. I allow her, because I know she want to do. Usually we don't do because waste of paper, but sometimes is OK.

While she wiping, I feel urge, so I decided play trick on her, and I push. My turd touch her paper! But then I stop to push. Maho gave gasp sound. She took away paper, then I pushed, and plop plop plop again. Maho threw dirty paper into loo and kiss me back of my neck. Then she flush, went to wash her hands and came back to loo to hold my hand.

For five minutes I don't move because next turd is not ready. Maho squeezed my hand so I did same to her.

Then I breathe hard and began push. Maho looked at behind of me. Plop again many times and then turd began to move big speed and burururururururu into loo. Then I finish. No little pieces this time! So I washed with washlet and then Maho dried me long time with whimper, I also did whimper.

Then she flushed and we washed hands and we hugged long time. That day we were telework, but Kazuko and Hisae went to office. Maho usually teleworks in beige flat but that day she brought notebook computer into green flat to be with me. And she said to me, "Minappé you are the most wonderful woman in whole world."

That is a big fibs, but I felt warm, and I said Maho, "you are most wonderful" and we hugged again and she made me very delicious tea. How happy I am! I enjoyed so much that motion with Maho! But I always enjoy, because I love her, she is like my sister. And Kazu and Hisae too.

When Kazuko and Hisae come home we showed her photo of Maho's huge turd. "WOW" they said. And Hisae also said, "Minappé I see you enjoyed, so I am happy for you." How sweet she is!!!

I hope you are not bore this story. I have more stories, but I need a energy....

I hope everyone is healthy and happy, and no corona. Please be careful everybody. And I hope in America, nobody hurt from hurricane or fire.

Love to everyone.

Your very own Mina and 3 crushes

Deb

Diarrhea Survey
Hello, my name is Deb. I saw Catherine's diarrhea survey and thought I would give it a go...

1. How often do you get diarrhea?
I get diarrhea on a regular basis. It has always been a part of my monthly cycle and tends to get bad a few days before my period starts and sometimes during my period as well.

2. When do you decide that you are sick with diarrhea? Is it after the first loose stool, the second, or multiple trips to the bathroom?
I pretty much get sick with it every month with my period.

3. When you have an attack of diarrhea, how long does it last? Have you ever had diarrhea last longer than 2-3 days?
It typically lasts for a few days. I've had the runs while on my period as well and have gone on my pad many times.

4. What was your best experience with diarrhea?
Any time that I don't have an accident and can get to a toilet in time.

5. What was your worst?
Pretty much every accident that I have had.

6. If you could choose how you experience diarrhea, how do you prefer to experience it? Large amounts, chunky, mushy, runny, smoothe, explosive, a combination?
All of these... I've pretty much had every type of diarrhea imaginable.

7. Have you ever had diarrhea in a public restroom? On a date? Out with friends? And, I'm thinking not only did you have one loose stool, but maybe multiple trips to the bathroom.
I have been in all of theses situations unfortunately including having accidents.

8. Have you ever had an accident with diarrhea? If so, was it a squirt, small amount, or have you ever done the whole massive amount as an accident?
I have had everything from a small squirt in my panties to full-blown accidents.

9. Do you wear disposable undergarments when having diarrhea?
Only recently have I worn Depends, but that was when my husband and I went to Kingston and my period was extremely heavy. I had diarrhea on our drive back to London and went in the Depends that I was wearing.

10. Do you go to work or school with diarrhea or do you try to stay at home and ride it out?
Ideally I will stay at home, but there have been times where I have had to leave work early because of accidents.

11. When you have diarrhea, do you eat and drink normally, bland foods or try to avoid food all together?
I try to drink as much water as I can.

12. Do you sit on the toilet for a long time or do you make several trips to the bathroom for short amounts of time?
I try to get as much out as I can.

13. What gives you diarrhea?
My period has always given me the most issues with diarrhea. Some foods do as well.

14. Have you ever had diarrhea while looking very attractive or does it come when you haven't fixed hair and make up?
Yes! The worst is when I'm at work and an attack hits. I always carry spare clothes and maxi pads with me in case I need to change.

15. Has diarrhea ever embarrassed or humiliated you?
Oh god yes! Way too many times to count. I have written about many of my stores here already.

16. Anything else that you want to say about diarrhea?
I have had period related diarrhea since I got it at age 12. I've had accidents in pretty much every situation. I have great friends and an amazing husband who has always been very helpful and supportive when I have an accident.

I do have more stories to come soon!

Thanks.
Deb.

Mariah <3

A Question (Pandemic-related)
Hey everyone!! As I write this, it's a Saturday afternoon and I'm quite hungover. I've made SEVERAL trips to the toilet since waking up, and they've all been pretty bad. Not quite diarrhea, but still unpleasant!

I had a question for everyone really, about how the pandemic has affected how you use public bathrooms. Last night I was with my girlfriends and one of them has only just now gotten back to her office. She says she's been avoiding using the ladies' room at work unless it's an emergency because she doesn't want to catch/spread any Covid germs.

My office is considered essential (urology) so I've been going to work throughout the year. The bathroom for patients is cleaned much more than it usually is, and I've noticed people only seem to use it when we ask them to. Our employee bathroom is just down the hall. I use it about as often as I always have, and found the mandatory mask that covers my nose and mouth can be helpful when it's a bit funky in there.

But I know the ladies' room at work is usually pretty clean, and since it only takes one at a time no need to worry about distancing. Other public restrooms I do try to avoid because of the virus. Normally it's not an issue. I say normally because it has been an issue at least once.

It was over the summer. I was out running errands on an absolutely sweltering afternoon and I really, really had to use the bathroom. Number one AND number two unfortunately. Anyone who's from the East coast knows, those summers are brutal with the humidity, so I was all gross and sweaty from going store to store all day, plus having to hold it at both ends just made it miserable!

The last stop I was going to make was at my local pharmacy. On the way there I remembered, they have a great bathroom at the pharmacy! I've used it before and it's just like the one at my office, only takes one at a time, but is much larger and nicer. It even smells good! So I was just trying to make it until I got the pharmacy before I exploded.

I had to go so bad, I was literally unbuttoning my pants like ten feet from the bathroom door, before I looked up and saw the sign: "RESTROOM CLOSED DUE TO COVID-19." Damn! Tried the door, but it was lock. I flagged down an staff member and basically begged her to let me use the bathroom, but she said she couldn't do it. Luckily I was able to hold it until I got back to my apartment. Oh my God did it feel SO good to finally go!

So let me know what you think! Hope everyone is doing well!

<3 Mariah <3

Taylor

Why I always carry Kleenex
I was in town today running a few errands and while I was out and about I needed to pee, just before I headed on home I stopped at some supermarket toilets so I could drive home in comfort. I pulled my knickers down to my knees, bunched up my skirt and sat down on the toilet. I quickly started a gentle stream that splashed loudly into the water below and as my bladder slowly drained I began to feel another urge, I needed to poop! It was a few hours earlier than my usual routine but I didn't think much of it. I was sat on the toilet, I might as well take care of the need. My wee tinkled to a halt and shortly after I birthed three soft logs.

Feeling nice and relieved I reached for the toilet paper next to me, not on a holder but sat on a little shelf. As I tried to find the end I dropped it, crying out in horror as it rolled underneath the stall door. Great, I was on my own with no toilet paper and a dirty butt. If I only had that wee I might have been able to get away with drip drying, but not this. Fortunately I had my handbag with me and I always carry a pack of Kleenex. I used nearly the whole pack to clean myself up and redressed as I stood up before flushing, sad that my creation was obscured again. I left the stall, retrieved the toilet paper from the other side of the room and washed my hands before continuing with my day.

I like To Shit
The other day I went to my local supermarket and the customers toilets were being rebuilt. Outside in the carpark were some portable super toilets, I decided to take a look, very posh I decided to go into a cubical which was fully enclosed,very nice polished wood seat. I decided to try one, I dropped my shorts fully and slid my black tight bikini knickers just enough and sat down did not wipe butI instantly had a shit even though I had gone the previous day, I left it all there and left. Two days later the new toilets were open but could only manage a few lumps. Today a bit better two sausages,i will try again when I can fill the pan, by the way wearing my camouflage boy shorts.

Happy shitting.

Bianca

Welcome Josie
Hi Josie it's nice to see new posters! That's strange you got a poop urge with only a small output. However, I love that you passed a good sized shit later that day. With me, I feel the sensation of a fart I shouldn't trust, because my poop is sloppy/loose off and on. I had loose poop after eating ravioli with the small fat noodles. Later, I did more of that, and some sloppy poop as well. I no longer have the reservoir for storing bile (missing a gallbladder) and I know a contributing factor to this surgery is diarrhea. By Now, I'm used to the prolonged maladjustment, and happily enjoy eating whatever. Most importantly though, the diarrhea doesn't dehydrate me in any noticeable way. I also love the sounds of toilets, and one of my favorite ones is the gassy fart-like sounds some toilets make when flushing. Again, welcome Josie, and I'm excited to continue reading poop stories from you. Bye.

Kenna

Camping trip with josh
Hey again! Jennifer- i know what you mean! Luckily when josh and i get a place together we both agree to have more than 1 bathroom! Lol. On to my most recent adventure. Josh and I took a camping trip together in a pretty secluded spot a few hours away from us. He told me before we left that he would probably need some help pooping on the trip, as he was having alot of trouble going and getting much to come out lately. He told me he was going in very small amounts and it was very hard to get it out. I assured him if he needed help pooping i would be happy to do it for him. We brought a hollow bucket with a toilet lid on it to use for a bathroom since the only other option was pit toilets, and that obviously isnt ideal for Josh when he is having a hard time and other people may be waiting to use the bathroom. We arrived later at night after work and set up camp. Fast forward to day 2 when i needed to poop. Josh didnt have to go yet so i set up the bucket in the woods for privacy behind our campsite where nobody could see us, sat on the bucket and pooped. It was nothing special and about 16" long. Later that evening Josh finally felt like he could try to poop but told me it would be hard and it didnt feel like much had to come out. He asked if i could try and help him go which obviously i did. He sat on the bucket and tried to go but it wouldnt come out. We took a hike which he thought might help, arrived back at camp before dusk and he told me he was going to try pooping again. He pushed really hard for awhile but still wasnt able to get anything to come after 20 minutes. I felt really bad for him, and worse that i couldnt help him go. He tried pooping in vain before bed but got no results. The next day it was more of the same, trying off and on to go with me attempting to help but his stubborn poop just wouldnt budge. He woke me up in the middle of the night that night because his urge became much stronger and he could feel a huge turd inching its way down towards the exit. He told me "kenna, its going to happen and be really big, i really need your help!" Since it was dark out and the bugs were bad, i told him we needed to go to the pit toilets. He agreed and brought a flashlight with us. Once inside, he covered the seat with toilet paper and sat down. It only took him 3 pushes before he told me it was going to hurt real bad and be really hard to get out. I was squatting next to him and holding his hands as he began to try again. He was grunting heavily at the ends of his pushes and i spread his legs a little to get a better view of what was trying to come out using the flashlight. He strained again and his hole slowly dialated as the massive turd began to show itself. It was almost black in color and appeared very very hard. Once he couldnt push anymore due to the pain and running out of breath, his poop slipoed back inside and his hole closed. Josh was determined to go and kept pushing with me encouraging him and comforting him. We had been in the bathroom about 15 minutes. Josh attempted to go some more but gave up 10 minites later after his head began to hurt from pushing. We went back to bed with josh being very uncomfortable and defeated. He told me this is as bad as it gets for his constipation and thanked me for being patient with him. I told him of course, its no big deal. I woke up the next day to find josh not in the tent. I went outside, and he was not on the bucket either. I walked to the bathrooms to find the mens occupied but since i didnt know who was in there, i didnt knock. I peed and went back to camp. Josh came back a few minutes later and told me he didnt want to wake me up and that he tried to go poop again but it still didnt come out, and it was just too hard and big. I led him back into the tent and told him to try again while i helped. I told him i would help him try in a new position. I had him take off his bottoms and lay down with his head on the pillows. I then had him hold his knees to his chest, with his butt facing me. I then layed paper towels under him in case he started to go. I spread his cheeks and whispered to him to start trying to go, and that i would help him until he pooped. He started pushing and his poop began to show itself. Thats it, keep going i whispered as i held his butt open. "God,kenna this really hurts" josh moaned in pain. It will be over soon, i reassured him. After 10 agonizing minutes josh finally started to win the battle. His poop was absolutely massive and hard. He took alot of breaks and would only go an inch at a time every few minites. I held his butt open with 1 hand, and pushed up on his perineum with a couple fingers to help guide his turd out and to relieve some pressure on his butthole. After 10 more minutes of hard effort and concentration, joshs poop was 10 inches out. Keep it up baby, your so close, almost done!! I encouraged him. He strained out another 12 to 15 inches and with 1 final massive push his turd came all the way out and landed on the paper towels. "Omg, owwwwww, finally, thank you so much kenna, josh panted. He stood up and wiped. We got rid of his poop and he was finally able to relax and enjoy the rest of the trip! Thats my latest update, hope everyone is doing good!:take care all, xoxo Kenna

Anon

Tis the season
for leaf peeping.

Makes me wonder if there's leaf pooping also! :)

Saturday, September 19 2020

Bianca

Stomach Bug
Hi everyone. Mom, my brother, and I all got a stomach bug. As far as I know, none of us had diarrhea (I know I didn't). Last night, I went to the toilet to be sick 3 times, and I even did some forced farts. My pooping today was soft, and I went almost 3 times. To the person who wrote the pull my finger story, how awesome. That was odd how your grandma crapped herself, but didn't clean up right away. I personally, would feel disgusted in my own poop. Hopefully afterwords she laughed the incident off, and promised not to try to fart so hard. Here's something I thought about just now. Some time ago while in my brother's truck, I heard a car pass with their speakers raspy as if the voice coil was about to blow, and I was thinking that's almost what a fart sounds like. It was a scratchy sound, and I imagined a medium crackly fart, lol! Also, the sewer is leaking water again, but no signs of poop. Bye

Josie

First post here
Hello everyone! I'm Josie and this is my first post here, I found this amazing website one month ago and I really enjoy reading your story about toilet.
I'll describe myself first. I'm 37 years old, weight about 50kg, 162cm tall. I have long black hair, black eyes and brown skin.
Beacuse all of my family members are quite open about bathroom things, we never close the door when using bathroom at home, maybe I will talk about them many times in the future, so I'll also had a little describe (Please forgive my wordiness£©. My husband James is 38 years old, has blonde hair green eyes, wear glasses. I have two daughters, Carol and Jane. Carol is 16 years old, has black hair brown eyes, Jane is 14, has long blonde hair and blue eyes.
Now on to my story. I'm new here so I actually didn't know how to write my story well in this website, so for the first time, I'll just share about my pooping experience today.
About 8:30 in the morning today, I left home and headed for company. All of a sudden, the urge of pooping hit me. I looked at the map, and went to a nearby public bathroom. When I walked in it, I saw a guy peeing there and I realized that this bathroom is unisex. I want to leave but the urge was strong, so I walk into a stall and squat down. I pushed really hard for five minutes, but only a few small pieces came out with a lot of gas. I decided to leave, because I 'm not used to squat toilet, and it won't be a wise idea to poop in unisex bathroom. On the way to the company, I farted couple of times, and the urge of "pooping"just disappear.
On 13:00, when I was eating my lunch in the cafeteria, the urge of poop came to me again. I thought it was still gas so I just ignored it and tried to fart. But the fart smell was too stinky just for a normal fart, so I went to bathroom again. There are only one stall in the bathroom, and there's one another girl waiting in front of me, it seem she's not in a hurry. When waiting, I tried my best to hold it in, but still failed, I ripped a loud fart that stinks a lot. The girl in front of me let me to stand in front of her. I went into the stall, sit on the toilet, after ripping a few farts, a lot of soft turds was been pushed out. About six big turds and five smaller ones. After emptied myself I flushed two times and the toilet flushed everything down.
One hour ago, when I was taking a shower, James went in and sit on the toilet starting his "before sleep poop". Two minutes later, I felt like pooping again, but I'll have to wait James to finish pooping. I keep letting out many small toots, but suddenly, James asked me if I want to poop because I look uncomfortable, I said yes, so he will be hurry. Five minutes later, James has finished, I can't hold my load anymore so I rushed to the toilet as soon as James stand up. brrraaaaapppp plip-plip-plop-plop, starting with a wet fart, I pooped out many mushy poop. When I finished, I realized I had made a mistake: both James and I are pooping more than usual, and I started to bomb the toilet before James flush his load, now the toilet was full of poop. So me and James spend half an hour dredging it.

To Taylor: I enjoy the story of you and Jennifer pooping, seems like you two are very close friends.

To Carlie B: Nice story, I remember when I was in college, there's a girl who is pretty mean, so I took a big dump and clogged her toilet

To Catherine: Like your stories, it makes me feel happy that we both have two daughters.

To Mina: Your stories were awesome. I really hoped that I can have that kind of friends like Maho Kazuko and Hisae

Vincene

Bathroom-related discussions
At my financial services company, my youthful (relatively) age (30s) has caused management to assign me interns for supervision. Most are in college and about 20 or 21. Two summers ago Kellie was one of my assignments. We have a 3-stall bathroom on our floor in a high-rise building. It is close to our cubicles so we can see who goes in, how long they stay, and sometimes get a whiff of whatever they eliminated. Some of the users know what smell they've created and they pull the door shut when they leave with their hands. That cuts off their community spread of what they've eliminated.

On the first or second day of her internship, Kellie asked me about logging out of her program to use the bathroom. I told her that wasn't necessary, because I would answer her phone. I made a joke that like me I expected she was proficient at the 2 or 3 minute time limit that most of us would have had to sweat in high school just to make it on time to our next class. She laughed and said she always found ways to F**k up such situations. Both her language and the tease caught my attention and while Kellie was tending to her needs, I easily convinced myself that I wanted to invite her out for a drink or two after work that afternoon.

So that afternoon we finished our work and went to a small bar on the first floor of our office tower. Once we got our table, luckily in a cramped corner, she laid her purse on the floor, said she had to use the bathroom, but she got her heel tangled in her purse strap. She practically fell over the table and her lighter and the other contents went sliding out into the main aisle. She said, rather loudly, "I just think I shit myself!" At least five minutes had gone by and since I hadn't heard anything from Kellie, I walked to the bathroom door and knocked. I asked her if she was OK and I could hear the frustration in her voice. She unlatched the door to the small bathroom while still seated on the single toilet Her designer jeans were crumpled on the floor and she had a roll of toilet paper on her left thigh and with her right hand at ankle level she was lifting pieces of black crap from her blue thong and trying to wipe away as much of the disaster as possible.

Kellie held her legs up and I awkwardly pulled her thong off her, right after I got her out of her shoes. She was on the verge of crying when I told her it was best to throw her thong in the trash. After doing that both she and I worked on cleaning her rear off. Then she told me to stop, she slid back on the badly stained white seat (not due to her accident) and I heard her pee start to trickle into the water below her. Two other ladies had come to the door and I had to shoo them off, telling her they could just as easily use the guys' room next door.

Once we got back to our table, Kellie remained embarrassed, pulled a cigarette out of her purse, and said the needed it to steady her nerves. So I went outside the building where smoking was allowed and tried to humor her into calming down. She said she had been holding her crap in since 11 that morning. It hadn't helped that we had large tri-decker burgers for lunch, and that she was too embarrassed to crap near our desks because the smell of the bathroom as well as the noise is easily spread outside the door. She had even tried going upstairs to one of the top floors, but was stopped by security because her badge was not marked appropriately for that floor.

As we had our drinks and discussion over two hours or so Kellie said her problems started in like 2nd grade when she was so scared of making a messy in her dressy that she sat down without lowering the seat. She ended up falling in, her mother was called up to school with new clothing, and classmates that included a group of really mean guys said inappropriate things to her for a couple of years. She hit one of the boys when he said something really nasty to her and a group of the boys tried later that day when a teacher wasn't around to drag Kellie into their bathroom and shove her head into a urinal.

As her story continued I found she had a bad experience in middle school because most of the stall doors had been removed and at age 12 or 13 who has the confidence in their body to pee or crap with others looking on and waiting for their turn. The situation wasn't any better in high school where her mom was critical of smears on her underwear and Kellie not taking ample time to thoroughly wipe. She was worried about tardies to class. Twice she had to stop a crap in progress and evacuate the school because some student prankster pulled a fire alarm.

I told her about some of my embarrassing experiences: missing the toilet seat tissues when I changed high schools at 16, but learning to site bare-butt on toilets and getting much better results when doing so. What really helped us bond was when I took out my phone and I showed her the picture my boyfriend Diver took of a portable toilet unit inches from the curb of a construction area on the main street of our city. I was college age, had been heavily drinking with Diver the night before, and on a Sunday morning I decided I couldn't make it back to our apartment in time to avoid an accident. I was on that toilet preventing my accident when the door was flung open by a man who didn't know it was in use. He was startled and for several seconds I was exposed to dozens of cars whizzing by and some honks. Too hurried, I had simply forgotten to latch the door. Kellie ended up joining our softball team, and even traveled with Diver and I to an outstate tournament. She gained more confidence in using public bathrooms and is starting her MBA.

Eileen

Reply to Mike
Hi Mike , great to hear from you again . I'm sorry to hear you've been feeling down , I hope I can uplift your spirits at least a little .
I haven't had any really huge poops lately , today's poop was 2 solid pieces , each one was about 3" long . Most of my poops are solid ones , it's very rare for me to have loose or watery BMs . I'm 5ft 6ins , that's without heels , I have short black hair , a slender build but I'm not TOO thin . My eye colour is blue . What do you look like , Mike ? ? With darker nights on the way , maybe eating too many treats while watching TV my poops will probably be bigger and a bit harder to get out during the winter months . That's it for now , I think , I hope you feel happier from now on , Mike . xxx
Shannon

Replies
Hi everyone! After my story from the other night I said I would be back with a couple of replies.
Catherine: I love that your chat with Alan went so well! :) it delights me that you were able to share something with your SO thats important to you and he was accepting and supportive. Thats what its all about! Also, LOL at you saying Chloe. And thank you for your concern about my last accident. I am ok. Just still a little cringey when i think about it, but i was pretty much over it the next day...ya know, since i am kind of used to it! Please keep writing!

Trina: your accident walking back to your dorm was highly relatable to me since many of my accidents have happened while I was heading home. I'm glad your roommate didn't notice that you had also pooped yourself! I'm sure that saved you a good amount of embarrassment. I managed to get through college (well the years I actually went i mean) without having any accidents on campus thank God, but there was an occassion a lot like your experience where I barely got back to my apartment before I filled my pants in the front hallway. It was memorable because my roommates were both home and one was in the bathroom, so I had to stand there awkwardly waiting for the bathroom. When my other roommate came out of her room I quickly hurried into my room to avoid talking to her. I wound up hiding in my room with a load in my pants for 10 or 15 minutes before I was able to sneak off to the bathroom to clean myself up.
Please keep posting your stories!

xoxo
Shannon

Catherine

Flatulence Survey
We have so many new contributors to the forum now! I wondered if you all would be willing to do a few surveys I shared a while back!

1. How often do you fart?
2. Do your farts tend to be noisy or silent?
3. Do your farts smell?
4. Have you every accidently farted out loud in a situation that it was not appropriate?
5. Have you ever accidently farted a silent but deadly in a situation that was not appropriate?
6. When you are alone, how do you manage to handle an attack of smelly gas? Do you leave the room and go to the restroom? Light a candle? Or, just let it rip?
7. When you have a case of gas that causes loud farts, but relatively little to no smell, how do you handle that when you are with others? Do you excuse yourself to the restroom? Do you step outside or away from the group? When you are alone, how do you handle it?
8. Do you ever take medicine to ease gas?
9. Do you ever do anything naughty when you fart? (Sometimes I will sit on a hard chair or stool and force the fart out to see how loud I can do it. Others might fart in people's faces or something. What do you do?)
10. Do you enjoy farting?
11. Have you ever farted but blamed someone else?
12. Has farting ever made you cry or blush?
13. Women, when peeing, do you fart?
14. When peeing in a public restroom, and you have to fart, do you just let it rip, or do you try to hold it and still empty your bladder?
15. Do you fart when you poop or diarrhea?
16. Has anyone ever shamed you for farting?
17. Have you shamed someone else for farting?
18. Is there anything else that you would like to say about farting?

Thank you for your answers!

Love,

Catherine!

Catherine

Diarrhea Survey
1. How often do you get diarrhea?
2. When do you decide that you are sick with diarrhea? Is it after the first loose stool, the second, or multiple trips to the bathroom?
3. When you have an attack of diarrhea, how long does it last? Have you ever had diarrhea last longer than 2-3 days?
4. What was your best experience with diarrhea?
5. What was your worst?
6. If you could choose how you experience diarrhea, how do you prefer to experience it? Large amounts, chunky, mushy, runny, smoothe, explosive, a combination?
7. Have you ever had diarrhea in a public restroom? On a date? Out with friends? And, I'm thinking not only did you have one loose stool, but maybe multiple trips to the bathroom.
8. Have you ever had an accident with diarrhea? If so, was it a squirt, small amount, or have you ever done the whole massive amount as an accident?
9. Do you wear disposable undergarments when having diarrhea?
10. Do you go to work or school with diarrhea or do you try to stay at home and ride it out?
11. When you have diarrhea, do you eat and drink normally, bland foods or try to avoid food all together?
12. Do you sit on the toilet for a long time or do you make several trips to the bathroom for short amounts of time?
13. What gives you diarrhea?
14. Have you ever had diarrhea while looking very attractive or does it come when you haven't fixed hair and make up?
15. Has diarrhea ever embarrassed or humiliated you?
16. Anything else that you want to say about diarrhea?

Thank you all so much! Please contribute!

Love to all!

Catherine!

Eileen

Reply to Mike
Hi Mike , great to hear from you again . I'm sorry to hear you've been feeling down , I hope I can uplift your spirits at least a little .
I haven't had any really huge poops lately , today's poop was 2 solid pieces , each one was about 3" long . Most of my poops are solid ones , it's very rare for me to have loose or watery BMs . I'm 5ft 6ins , that's without heels , I have short black hair , a slender build but I'm not TOO thin . My eye colour is blue . What do you look like , Mike ? ? With darker nights on the way , maybe eating too many treats while watching TV my poops will probably be bigger and a bit harder to get out during the winter months . That's it for now , I think , I hope you feel happier from now on , Mike . xxx

Emma
I was out in the forest picking berries yesterday. When out there I observed a couple also looking for berries. I don't think that they became aware of me. A bit later I heard that the woman was shouting for her husband, asking where he was. He answered and said that he would be over with her in just a moment. Then I spotted him, just about 10 m lower than me in the terrain. Obviously he was going to toilet because he was squatting and I could clearly see his white bum and that he was wiping his bottom. He finished in just a few seconds and went over to his wife, not becoming aware of me. I went down there and saw that he had left three quite huge lumps on the ground. He had wiped with just a few sheets from a small note pad! He must have felt a great urge. I often go to toilet when hiking etc. but I have never got caught. I should have felt it extremely embarrassing and become very stressed if anyone had passed by just when I was squatting to take a dump. One of my friends once was walked in on when she was in the bushes for number 2 at a scouts' hike. She really felt bad afterwards.

Catherine

General Survey
1. Physical description of yourself
2. How long does it take you to pee?
3. How long does it take you to poo?
4. What things make you poo?
5. What things make you pee?
6. Do you wash your hands after you pee (always, sometimes, or never)?
7. Do you wash your hands after you poo (always, sometimes, or never)?
8. If sometimes or never for 6 or 7, why? Just wondering
9. What kind of underwear do you prefer (thongs or briefs)? Why?

Here are my answers:
1. Physical description of yourself: 6'1, 190 lbs, athletic and curvey (big boobs, hips and butt), cocoa, tan skin, Greek ethnicity, brown hair, brownish-black hair, 39 years old
2. How long does it take you to pee? Maybe 20-25 seconds. I have a big bladder and usually go 5-6 times per day in large amounts.
3. How long does it take you to poo? 5 minutes. I go twice daily, usually large and loggia, but soft.
4. What things make you poo? High fiber diet, water, exercise...sometimes spicy foods might upset my stomach, beer, or large amounts of alcohol (which is very rare).
5. What things make you pee? Water
6. Do you wash your hands after you pee (always, sometimes, or never)? Always
7. Do you wash your hands after you poo (always, sometimes, or never)? Always
8. If sometimes or never for 6 or 7, why? Just wondering
9. What kind of underwear do you prefer (thongs or briefs)? Why? I wear briefs, usually Hanes her way. I don't spend a lot on panties, because, who will see them???

I look forward to your responses!

Love to all!

Catherine!

Peeing survey for females
Hello, I'm a long time lurker but this is my first post here. I have a survey for females:

1) Have you ever had to pee outside?
2) If you have, where have you peed outside before (woods, park, beach, layby, alleyway etc)?
3) How do you pee outside (full squat, half squat, leaning on a tree/building, sitting on a log, holding onto a tree or friend and leaning back etc)?
4) Do you get embarrassed if you have to pee outside or don't you mind?
5) Has a friend or member of your family ever seen you peeing outside?
6) Has a stranger ever seen you peeing outside?
7) How old were you when you first had to pee outside?
8) Why was it necessary for you to pee outside on this occasion?
9) How did you pee outside that time? Did you need a friend or parent to help you or did you manage on your own?
10) How many times a day do you normally pee?
11) Have you always peed that often or do you pee more/less often now than you have at some point in the past?
12) Roughly how long do you normally go between peeing in hours?
13) Do you always wait until you are desperate before you pee or do you prefer to pee when you first feel the urge to go?
14) How long are you sitting on the toilet for before you start peeing?
15) How long does your pee normally last for?
16) Is this time similar every time or does it vary a lot, so longer if you are bursting but you normally have a shorter pee?
17) Does the pee come out quickly or slowly?
18) Do you ever hiss when you pee?
19) Does your pee ever trickle loudly into the toilet?
20) Does your pee stop quickly or does it gradually slow to a trickle or dribble before it stops?
21) Do you wipe after you pee?
22) Do you dribble in your panties a bit if you are bursting to go or can you hold it all in even if you are very desperate?
23) Do you need to cross your legs, fidget or hold yourself when you are desperate or can you hold it just fine without?
24) Do you tell people that you need to pee or do you prefer if no one knows?
25) How much pee can your bladder normally hold in ml? (If you don't know, do you think your pees are normally small, medium or large?)
26) Do you/ did you pee at school or do you/did you hold it until you got home?
27) Do you pee at work?
28) Do you pee in public toilets?
29) Have you ever had to pee in a strange place, such as in car? What happened?
30) Can you pee standing up?

Kamdyn

Response to Catherine's Serious Question
Catherine:

From what I can remember, from when I was about 5 or 6 up to about age 9 or 10, my mom encouraged strongly that I hold my poops until we got home. It didn't matter whether it was at the movies or mall, the park of at city hall where she worked, if I told her I had to use the toilet, she would ask whether it was a Number 1 or a Number 2. There was no problem with 1, she would point me to the bathroom and if we were in a large place such as the circus, she would walk me to the womens room entryway. With a Number 2 she saw more of a problem and tried to talk me into holding it until we got home. Or a private place like my grandparents house was OK, I guess. But when Barbie became my regular sitter when I was 8 I think, she was in high school and amazed that my mom had such a shaming or social fall-out attitude about pooping in a public place. Barbie also said it might be worth a little lie. So I started telling mom I had to pee. Even then she would allow me to go into bathrooms at places like the airport without any shaming or urging me to hold it. I also learned lines like soda goes right through me in order to get mom to let me use the bathroom. The fact that I pooped I feel was important for my getting more comfortable pooping almost every day at school starting in the middle school grades.

Kamdyn

Response to Catherine's Serious Question
Catherine:

From what I can remember, from when I was about 5 or 6 up to about age 9 or 10, my mom encouraged strongly that I hold my poops until we got home. It didn't matter whether it was at the movies or mall, the park of at city hall where she worked, if I told her I had to use the toilet, she would ask whether it was a Number 1 or a Number 2. There was no problem with 1, she would point me to the bathroom and if we were in a large place such as the circus, she would walk me to the womens room entryway. With a Number 2 she saw more of a problem and tried to talk me into holding it until we got home. Or a private place like my grandparents house was OK, I guess. But when Barbie became my regular sitter when I was 8 I think, she was in high school and amazed that my mom had such a shaming or social fall-out attitude about pooping in a public place. Barbie also said it might be worth a little lie. So I started telling mom I had to pee. Even then she would allow me to go into bathrooms at places like the airport without any shaming or urging me to hold it. I also learned lines like soda goes right through me in order to get mom to let me use the bathroom. The fact that I pooped I feel was important for my getting more comfortable pooping almost every day at school starting in the middle school grades.

Celine

Another big dump outdoors
A couple days ago, Jessica and I ventured into the woods behind my house to find a comfortable and discreet place to shit. We had enjoyed pooping together during the camping trip, and again we both postponed going number 2 beforehand so we could make it worthwhile. After about twenty minutes of searching, Jess clutched her vagina. "I really, REALLY need to pee-lets just find a big enough tree to squat behind because I'm about to wet myself", she said. My bladder was also nearing its limit, so I looked around and saw a massive tree trunk on its side. I suggested it to her, and we both approached it. We were both undoing our jeans as we walked towards it, and we sat down next to each other. We both began to pee right away, and the forceful hissing of both our streams was quite loud. Jess leaned her head back and sighed, and I laughed a little-we peed, and peed. After we were both done we looked around to look at the dirt-completely saturated. Even before her piss had finished tapering off, Jess lifted her butt slightly and pushed with a small grunt. Her hole stretched wide as a smooth, thick turd began to crackle out. It was slow going and she bit her lip as more emerged-the smell was quite pungent, and the tip of it hit the dirt as it kept coming out. She gave one final push and it broke off, thudding. Quite impressive, it had to be at least fifteen inches long and maybe two inches thick-almost three through the middle of it. She pushed again and two more smaller, semi-soft turds came, followed by a little diarrhea. I had been feeling a little backed up and the sight of Jessica's monster shit was enough to help me along as I grunted gently and started to birth my own dump. I felt a little pain but that sensation of emptying was incredible and I whispered "Oh my GOD" as it came out. After what felt like an eternity it snapped off and I turned to look, and giggled-for once, it seemed like I had been able to out-poop Jess. About eighteen inches, not quick as thick as hers but certainly longer. I sat there a moment as Jess took out the wipes, enjoying the cool air on my ass, and we cleaned up and went back to my house.

Wednesday, September 16, 2020

Pull My Finger
Did anybody else have a family member that did the pull my finger trick? My grandma did it to me when I was a kid. She would usually do it after dinner when she was washing dishes and I was still at the table playing some game. I remember one time she pushed a little too hard on a fart and crapped herself. Oddly enough, she didn't rush to go clean up. She just continued washing dishes like nothing happened lol.

Elphaba
Catherine - I'm so very happy that your conversation with Alan went so well.

Today I needed to poo after having breakfast, however I was expecting someone from the letting agency to come round and inspect my flat and I knew that the doorbell would ring the moment I sat on the toilet. So, for four hours I put off my need while I did some writing on my laptop and watched a couple of documentaries. I did though have a bit of a ???? ache and when I got up to make a cup of tea, I felt like I was going to start turtle heading but got it back under control. Unfortunately, the letting agency person didn't come during the time they specified so I decided I wouldn't hold off going any longer and if they did come, I would make them wait. I went into my bathroom and dropped my navy pj shorts and yellow panties before sitting on the loo. I had a twenty second pee first before relaxing my sphincter. A log immediately plopped into the loo and a couple of seconds later so did another one. After farting I could feel I was done so I whipped a few times before flushing and pulling back up my panties and shorts.

Taylor

Another morning with Jennifer
Catherine - You might be thinking of Taylor T

I had another toilet visit with Jennifer this morning, I was really excited to see if she was going to be shy again or not. We went into her bathroom and like before, she went first. I leaned against the bathroom counter as she pulled down her jeans and underwear, sitting down on the toilet. After a few seconds there was a loud hissing as she started her morning wee and after it faded away her facial expression changed, a look of concentration taking over and it was clear she was pushing. There was a quiet "plunk" followed by a short tinkle of wee as she pushed again. Over the next minute there was a few more splashes before she got some toilet paper. I was so happy she seemed less embarrassed and was freely pooping in front of me. She wiped and it was my turn.

I dropped my knickers down to my calves and bunched my skirt up around my waist as I sat. It was less than a minute before I felt my poop crown and I started peeing as my body involuntarily pushed, the wide, firm log creeping out of me. I stayed relaxed, enjoying the double relief and it wasn't long before I felt my creation touching the bowl. Despite the resistance my poop just kept coming out and eventually broke off with no sound at all. I immediately knew I had just produced a monster.

"Umm… Jennifer?" I said as I carefully half stood up and peeked into the bowl. Looking back at me was a huge turd about 12 inches long and 1.5 inches thick, folded over itself and sticking out of the water. "Oh my gosh babe" she laughed "How is that even possible?" I didn't even know how to respond, I just gave her a look as if to say "Help…" She put her arm around me and pressed the button to flush. The water quickly rose for a couple of seconds, almost overflowing but amazingly it went down again, leaving the bowl empty except for some pretty bad skid marks.

I sat down and started wiping, dreading the mess that was residing between my cheeks. Much to my surprise I only needed three pieces before it came back clean. I flushed again, got dressed and cleaned the toilet before washing my hands.

Carlie B.

A Weekend of Big Dumps
As I mentioned in my last post, while on our Labor Day trip, a bunch of friends and I headed to the lake for Labor Day. We rented a big home right on the lake. The owners were trying to screw us into paying almost double what we had agreed to.

Anyways, the trip was a blast! We hung out by the lake and hiked all weekend. It was tons of fun. There was also a tennis court right next door. Hillary, who had played in college, taught us all how to play and gave us some tips. She was amazing too, it was no wonder she played in college. She hit the ball so hard none of us had any chance to return it. Does anyone else here play tennis? It was a ton of fun!

Anyways, again I mentioned we had hoped Hillary would take a dump and leave it in the house as a parting gift for the owners. Well on Saturday evening she needed to go. Now I had sort of imagined her doing it right before we left, but I forgot she was much less regular than me, so she couldn't really pick when she did it. Because it was only Saturday and we were gonna be there a couple days longer, we weren't sure if she should still do it. Hillary warned us it would stink the place out. She said she'd happily just go outside. After much debate, we let her go inside after all. We decided the master bathroom would be the funniest place, which just happened to be my room.

Hillary, being the carefree person she is, left the door open while she went. I saw her pull her bikini bottoms down, straddle over the unsuspecting toilet, and then take a seat.

The fan in the bathroom was very loud, so we couldn't really hear anything other a few loud farts. After a few minutes she stood up and said she felt ten pounds lighter. She had destroyed the toilet. There were two big coils of shit, the larger of which was totally out of the water, nearly doing a complete circle around the rim. It had to be over 2 feet.

With my bathroom now ruined, Hillary said I could use her bathroom the rest of the trip. By bedtime, there was no way I could sleep in the bedroom. The stench from the bathroom was too much. I slept on the couch the last couple nights instead. Hillary felt bad and offered to give me her room, but I insisted since it was my idea for her to poop in the master that I'd do it. Besides, the couch was huge and the bed wasn't particularly great to begin with. By Sunday evening, we could smell Hillary's deposit from downstairs too. Luckily, it wasn't too bad.

Beyond Hillary crushing the master bathroom toilet, Sydney also clogged her own toilet a couple times. I just went at the nearby public pool house, but on the last morning I took a dump in the half bathroom off the main living area. I was gonna plunge, but decided I'd leave it as an extra surprise for the owners. They'd find my big turd clogging up one of their toilets only to later discover Hillary's masterpiece upstairs.

Someone was gonna have a heck of a time getting that toilet back to working properly.

coworker
Hey guys, I also have a Story to share.
So this is something that happened to my coworker.
He is a 32 year old man with a good stature and medium hight.
His name is Cole and we were on our way to work. We usually share the car to go to work, because its less expensive and less lonley, since we worke about an hour away.
This particular day, when he got in my car, I notices him looking a bit pale.
"Are you alright?", I asked him.
"I'm fine. Just tired", was his answer, but I still noticed, that he looked kind of bloated.
From time to time I heard a gurgle from his belly and his hand was just over his belt.
Normally we talk during our ride, but today, he didn't really want to say anything.
When I had to drive slower, because of the traffic, Cole freezed.
For a moment he seemed to hold his breath, then I heard a fart escape from him, like he couldn't hold it back in anymore.
"Sorry", he said embaressed.
"It's okey", I answered, "Are you sure you are alright?"
He didn't answer right away, so I thought he didn't want to talk about the topic.
But as the traffic went more and more intense and I could not really drive faster, he told me.
"I've been kind of constipated, lately", Cole told me, "I haven't been going to the loo for almost a week"
Well, I didn't know what to say.
"That has to hurt your belly, isn't it?", I asked him, to which he nodded and suddenly his face looked more stressed. I realized the look from before. He tried not to fart again.
"If you have to fart, just do it. If it makes you feel better, I'm fine", I tried to encourage him.
Cole grabbed his belly again. He clenched his teeth.
"Well, I..", he began, but he couldn't continue.
Coles flatulences broke loose and I heard him fart three times in a row.
"Feeling better?", I asked him, but he didn't seem quite relieved.
"I have to poop really bad", he finally explained.
"Are you gonna make it to the office?", I asked, which made him look more pale.
"I'm not sure, to be honest. I just hope, I'll make it"
Cole gripped his belly with both hands now.
Fortunately the traffic seemd to get better, so we could drive a little bit faster.
Cole looked in pain, the longer we drove.
He leaned over and tried to hold everything in, grunting and moaning from time to time.
Finally we arrived and I parked the car in the usual spot.
Cole seemed all cramped up. I got out of the car and took my bag from the backseat. I thought maybe he just needed to calm himself down or what ever.
I opened the door for him, but he didn't move.
"What's up?", I asked him, "we arrived. You can go to the toilet now"
"Well..", he loughed shyly, "I think, if I get up, I'll start crapping my pants"
I didn't know what to do.
"But you can't stay in here forever", I tried.
He waited about another minute. Then he finally held his breath and got up slowly.
He gripped his belly. His belt was already opened up, so he would just have to push his pants down.
We walked to our building, when he freezed suddenly.
"It's coming", he said, his face was pale and his body gave in. He farted a couple of times.
Then I could just kind of hear him pooping his pants.
There was a lot of air.
Cole seemed shocked at first, but then his face relaxed more. He even grunted in relief, as he just stood there in front of me, finally defeating his constipation.
He closed his eyes and made a face, while he clutched his belly again, after a while.
"It's okey. Go completely in your pants. It doesn't matter anymore", I tried to encourage him, "I'll drive you back home and you can change"
"Gosh, it hurts", he said, while he leand against the wall of our building. He took a deep breath and grabbed his stomach.
I tried to look away, but for some reason I couldn't. He kept going in his pant for about three other minutes.
Then he frowned and grabbed the front of his pants. A wet spot started to grow on his jeans, while he peed himself completely.
I drove him back home, after a grabbed some new pants for him at a store.
He was totally embarassed, but I thought it wasn't that bad. It could have happened to me or anyone else.

Braidy

About Hangover Pooping
Because I'm a graduate student and two-sport coach, I've found that most of the time my bowels present double trouble when I'm partying with coaches after a game or when my boyfriend Adam and I have a night out. Usually about 2 to 3 hours into a party I have to crap. I'm 6'7" and my craps can be big around. In private homes, if one or two pieces come out, I stand, flush and then reseat myself to complete the task. That's something that Adam suggested after he learned from his friends that I had clogged the bowel at his parents house. After this happened two times and I was thinking about driving about 6 blocks over to the park,he came up with the idea. It has also worked in some of the field houses and arenas my teams play at. I've also suggested it to a few of my players, although I don't want the suggestion to be embarrassing. At our favorite sports bar, the ladies room has two toilets, out in the open and without paneling. Then across from the stools are two sinks. I've had a couple of users remark when I stop my crap, stand, flush and then reseat myself for the second round. Lets say I poop at 10 p.m., I often have to go again first thing the next morning. Adam may still be asleep when I sit down for my second crap.
Often, though, I'll be walking our two dogs at 7 a.m. down at the park when Phase II comes on. I go into the toilet, take my seat, and with the leash of a dog around each of my ankles, Phase II comes much faster than Phase I did the night before. It isn't as formed and big as Phase I was, so I don't worry about the mid-crap flush. I usually will empty twice my normal pee while I'm crapping. I grade school I had this friend Gretta who later when I think we were in high school who called my peeing and crapping at the same time double-barreling. When I drink a lot, it goes right through my system and helps me crap also.

Jack

Interesting experience
I had something happen the other day while I was out of town. I was traveling along a interstate when I felt my stomach cramp up I knew I was going to have to stop somewhere it was getting bad I could tell it was going to be messy. Finally I saw a stop ahead the had a suvnior shop. I parked and made my way inside squeezing my cheeks together. There was a cute girl at the register. It was rarely busy I asked for the restroom she pointed to the back and said the toilet is out of order but the urnail works I sighed I need a toilet fast she then pointed to the other side and told me to go behind the kitchen counter down the hall the is a toilet in the corner. I thanked her and made my way there down the hall to the right was a opening with a toilet no door but who else would be back here. I RIP off my pants sit down and a violent explosion of soft mess oh God it felt awesome to be on a toilet I was still having the runs and all of a sudden a large black woman with a mop is standing in front of me she said sorry turned around she asked why I was back here I told her the menstrual is out of order and I had a emergency the clerk said I could use it she ok I was in there about 10 min finally felt done walked out thanked the clerk and left . I had to stop 2 more times before making it home.

Catherine

Responses
Taylor: Congratulations and best wishes for your relationship!

Elphaba: Thank you so much!

"L" from DE: That sounded like an amazing poop! Welcome to the forum!

Love to all!

Catherine!

Eileen

Reply to Mike
Hi , Mike I hope all's well with you . I was really in need of a pee when I got home about 20 minutes ago . I had a couple of drinks tonight but thankfully I made it home and to the toilet in good time . Talk again . xxx

Anonymous

Ever wish
You ever wish there were certain people you could have a bathroom related discussion with? Honestly I wish people were just more open on the subject. Somehow the US is a county where you can be open about almost anything but this. My boss who's an assistant director, she is blonde and use to do beauty pageants, is what made me think of my initial question. I wish I could have a bathroom related discussion with her. I would just like to be open in general. All this led to me wondering:

How many of you are open in discussion about using the bathroom with your coworkers?

Do you have a single use bathroom at work or stalls?

Are you secretive about going at work or willing to share the bathroom with others?

Any stories you want to share?

mike

to eileen
hi yeah i am not to bad thanks not spoke for a little while, i am trying to stay positive but feeling down at times , luckily you escaped an accident then and make it to the toilet.
have you had any big poos recently ?
what do you look like if you dont mind me asking? speak to you soon and take care xxx

Saturday, September 12, 2020

Lopsided Luna

Going Outside
Hey all! Sorry I've been gone for so long, I've been super busy with getting ready for school- but im finally back :)

I wanted to tell two stories today- one from a couple days ago and one from my first time ever going outside

The first time I ever went outside was about three years ago. My family and I had just moved into our new house, which has a decent amount of woods surrounding it- making it a perfect place to go. It was in early January when I got up the courage to poop in the woods, I felt the need to go and I left, making sure to stuff some tissues in my jacket pocket.

I walked far back into the woods behind my house, as I was super nervous someone would see me. (which has almost happened but thats for another day) A few steps later I found a small hole in the forest floor with a tree right next to it. By this point I had to go pretty bad so I decided to squat over it, using the tree trunk for support. A few seconds later a moderately sized stream of creamy poop landed into the hole, splattering down so far I couldnt see it. I began to wipe, but ran out of paper quickly, so I left a streak in my panties :(, however I was a lot more careful after that.

This second story takes place a few days ago, when I lost power. I have a well at my house, so when the power is out I cant flush the toilet meaning I had to try and hold everything in- the only problem was I hadn't pooped in a couple days and I felt the need to go really bad. Id been ripping awful gas the whole day too, and I had one where I felt the tip poke out. I panicked and ran outside, crouching behind a fence with seconds left to spare. Within moments of my pants being down, my huge dump came flooding out onto the ground below. It was a big, wide turd that quickly got overrun by a mound of softer crap. I had to awkwardly waddle inside to grab some TP, but we had some in the garage so nobody saw me.

I hope you all enjoy!! See you next time- Luna

Anna from Austria

Alcohol and pooping
This time do a Survey for my fellow ladies again

I think the Hangover poop, having some quite bad poops the day after partying is quite common. I have noticed it many times with my former roommates when partying wild was very common for my social circle when I was in my 20s.

I am prone to this as well.

But unlike my roommates I am als quite prone to have to poop during the drinking Seasons. Had to do some big poops at the restrooms of bar and Clubs.

And as far I have noticed I have Always been the only gal that needed doing number 2. The other ladies just came for a wee and sometimes to puke.

But Maybe I was just too drunk to notice that other ladies were pooping as well.

No my Question to ladies. If you partying a lot, do you only know the phenomenon of the Hangover poop next day, or did you notice that your stomache started rumbling at club during the drinking Season already?

That's it for today.

Greetings From Austria

Anna

Catherine

Serious Question
Hi friends!

I've been thinking about this quite a bit recently. And, I wondered if any of you have experienced some kind of social fallout for having a bowel movement in a public place?

I shared with the forum several years ago that my senior prom date became really awkward after I pooped at the restaurant before leaving for the prom. I was with a group of people, but not really my closest friends and just had to have a normal bowel movement that would not wait the entire night.

I hear things like nearly half of all women will hold their poop until they are alone, home or in a comfortable place. I hear that half are embarrassed to poop in public. And, I get it...sometimes there can be a little social fallout.

I would love to hear if you've been shamed for pooping in any way. I think it's wrong. But I wonder how common it is?

Thank you for your responses in advance.

Love,

Catherine!

Catherine

To Trina
Trina,

I'm glad that she did not find out. I know that would be super-embarrassing. Yet, I imagine that she would have understood. It sounds like you had a really cool roommate! Those types of poops are the best for accidents! Glad that you got away with it!

Love,

Catherine!

Elphaba
Catherine - I'm so very happy that your conversation with Alan went so well.

Today I needed to poo after having breakfast, however I was expecting someone from the letting agency to come round and inspect my flat and I knew that the doorbell would ring the moment I sat on the toilet. So, for four hours I put off my need while I did some writing on my laptop and watched a couple of documentaries. I did though have a bit of a ???? ache and when I got up to make a cup of tea, I felt like I was going to start turtle heading but got it back under control. Unfortunately, the letting agency person didn't come during the time they specified so I decided I wouldn't hold off going any longer and if they did come, I would make them wait. I went into my bathroom and dropped my navy pj shorts and yellow panties before sitting on the loo. I had a twenty second pee first before relaxing my sphincter. A log immediately plopped into the loo and a couple of seconds later so did another one. After farting I could feel I was done so I whipped a few times before flushing and pulling back up my panties and shorts.

Eileen

Reply to Mike
Hi , Mike I hope all's well with you . I was really in need of a pee when I got home about 20 minutes ago . I had a couple of drinks tonight but thankfully I made it home and to the toilet in good time . Talk again . xxx

Taylor

Friends who poop together stay together
It's not official until it's Toiletstool official! I'd like to share the news with you guys that me and Jennifer are dating and I wanted to share our first poop together as girlfriends. For those who don't know, Jennifer is a good friend of mine and we have been to the toilet together a few times. She has an amazing outhouse at the end of her garden and I love using it! This morning was in her bathroom. We had just finished getting dressed when she said "I need the loo, do you want to keep me company?" Whenever she says that I know she will be pooping and I was more than happy to join her.

Jennifer reached under her skirt and pulled some red knickers down to her knees before moving her skirt out of the way as she sat with a sigh. A few seconds later a loud hissing signalled her first pee of the day and it reminded me just how badly I needed to go. I wasn't about to wet myself, but I definitely wanted to be sat on the toilet sooner rather than later. Her wee went on for quite a while, a faint tinkle being heard as she pushed out the last drops and then we made small talk while we waited for her to finish.

After about 30 seconds I heard a short fart, followed by a cute "Sorry..."
"Don't be sorry" I laughed. "It's fine" She must have taken my advice because moments later there was a long squeaky fart lasting several seconds. She had a lot of gas! Her facial expression changed, almost like she was distracted by something and a few seconds later there was a quiet splash. She looked up at me shyly as there was another splash and I smiled back. There was nothing to be embarrassed about, everybody poops and I would be in the same position in a few minutes time. "There's more…" she whispered and soon after there was another splash. She started getting some toilet paper so I knew I would be pooping soon and damn did I need it. My stomach was doing somersaults. She reached behind and got more paper a few times before flushing while still sitting then pulling up her knickers as she stood. "All yours!" She smiled.

We swapped places and I lowered my leggings and thong to my calves as I sat down on the now warm seat. I had a wee while Jennifer washed her hands and after sitting for a little while I was gently opened by my poop effortlessly sliding out of me. It quickly broke off with a loud splash and I remained open by the rest coming out. If anything, at least Jennifer might have felt a little less embarrassed after hearing me. It slowly inched out of me and I closed up as it fell into the bowl. I was done. I got some toilet paper and wiped my front then used an additional four pieces for my behind. I got dressed as I stood up and had a quick look in the bowl before flushing but unfortunately it was obscured by the paper. I flushed my hands and we went about our day.

Steve

To Tyler C
Great to see you back posting! I cant wait to hear about your vacation story! As for peeing in swim shorts I used to do it all the time! Especially while in the water. Every once and a while I would even have a poo accident in them because I would wait too long. Thank God they had the netting inside of them lmao.

Sherryl

To Marie
Yes i have used house plants as a potty. I was staying with my grandparents who were living in Florida for the winter several years ago. They had big palm tree plants in their house and about once a week I would use it as my potty, especially at night while they were asleep. I would do what you do, dig a little hole and sit on the rim and peeing or pooping in the hole. It was a fun summer and surprisingly the trees didn't die lol.

Tlana

Comments
For Olsonite:

As far as sitting on a toilet, it is more of a problem for me because although I'm in college, because of my smaller height, in some public places my feet are 1/2 inch or so off the floor. A couple of times my weight has been to one side of the seat because those rubber prongs on both sides of the seat, one is missing. Much of the time I will only go to the bathroom when I definitely have the need. I'll set myself and my crap and urine will start simultaneously. Unlike some of my peers, I didn't get written up in the secondary grades for being late to class. I used school bathrooms several times a day with all my activities and was very proficient with my time-on-toilet. Yes--there's a need for social contact and often when I'm using a no-privacy toilet in places like the park, when another user walks in I will recognize them with a Hi and sometimes it leads to a brief conversation. Once, when I think I was about 10 or 11 I was on the toilet after school when Grandma called after waiting at the wrong door of the building. She could hear the pitter-patter between my legs. Then came her usual lecture that I'm to freely relying on bathrooms away from home and some of her phobias from the 1950s when she was my age.

For Sue:

I poop in a doorless public toilet at least once a month. These are usually bathrooms where there has been loitering, vandalism, drugs and stuff like that. I first got us to the lack of privacy in middle school. Sometimes I would not have gotten my poop in between classes if I had waited for a toilet with a door to open. The doorless toilet or two always seemed to be available. On Monday morning I was sitting taking my crap when a classmate stood about 2 feet in front of me and asked about my sunburn. I think I calmed her nerves a bit because I think that replacing me on that toilet was going to be a first-time experience for her. I'm not that self-conscious about others seeing me on a toilet in places like airports and amusement parks because we are not likely going to see one another again.

Phil

Post Title (optional)Roxana's Revenge
Roxana, what about your boyfriend? Isn't he just as guilty?
Phil

Catherine

Replies
Mina: You are so sweet. I appreciate your positive energy that comes through your writing! I hope you and your roommates are well!

Taylor: Thank you! I hope you are well too! Forgive me, but there have been two Taylor's posting recently. Was it your mom that caught COVID? If so, how is she? I hope you all are well!

Shannon: Oh no, I'm so sorry. That sounded like a major accident. I hope you are OK.

Trina: Thank you! He is so compassionate and understanding. He can be pretty fiery when coaching, but always exhibits positive energy. But, with me, the girls and our son, he's always very gentle and patient. I love him so!

Victoria B: I hope you are well. Miss you!

Carlie B: Always good to hear from you!

Also, something funny happened the other day. As you know, I use aliases for my children's names. And, I was in the kitchen thinking of this forum and called out the younger girl to ask "Chloe" to come to the kitchen! She looked at me like I was crazy! I turned red and said that I was thinking of someone from college that reminded me of her sister. It was a lie. That's never happened before!

Love to all!

Catherine!

"L" from DE
Last summer (not this year) I went for vacation in Norway after taking part in a job related meeting there. I joined a group going for a day hike to a very popular scenic point. The hike was 2 hrs up and 2 hrs down and we were supposed to stay up there for 2 hrs. I had become quite constipated (as I often do when travelling) and at the time I had not pooped for type almost five days. I felt very "filled up" in my stomach. On our way up I got a slight feeling that something should have to be done. At the scenic point there were lots of people around and I registered no toilet. I still had a slight feeling, but it was increasing, and just as we had started walking down I asked the guide if there was any toilet around. He said that it was not and if in need one would have to go somewhere in the nature. He asked if I would need some toilet paper. Oh no, I said, because I had a few paper napkins in my back pack. But after walking about 10 minutes the need was becoming quite strong. Luckily the group made a break because many would like to take pictures of the fjord beneath. Then I decided to use the opportunity. Instead of going to take pictures, I crossed the small mountain plain and went over to some bushes. Nobody else around I quickly pulled down my trousers, squatted and pooped. It was all done in a few minutes. The relief was complete. I think I left over 50 cm poop up there. Shortly afterwards I joined the group again quite a while before continuing on our hike. I think nobody really notices that I had been away. When doing it I did not feel anxious at all, probably because the need was so strong. Some time later we stopped for another photo break. When I went around taking pictures I coincidentally walked in on a man (not from our group!) trying to hide squatting with a bare bum. He seemed very embarrassed when I came around. Afterwards I praised my own luck because I could easily have been caught also "with my trousers down", which would have been extremely embarrassing to me. It is the only time I have pooped outdoor and I still feel a bit upset about it, even though it probably was the most needed and best poop that I ever have had. So embarrassing that I have not even told my husband about it (even though I remember that he had to poop in the bushes once at a biking trip in Austria). I think we are many that do not like to tell such incidents to any other person.. .. ..

Thursday, September 10, 202

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Nina

Survey on how to poop on the street
1. Have you ever pooped outside? I really like to poop in nature. I did it on walks or picnics. Sometimes I do this on trips out of town. Sometimes I would poop during my morning runs or bike rides.

2. Where you did your business (for example, forest, field, bushes...) is mostly a wooded area. This has happened several times in Park areas.

3. Where did you put the used toilet paper? I can't remember the last time I wiped my ass with toilet paper in nature. I tried wiping leaves from the bushes, but it seemed to me that I was just smearing the poop even more. In addition, there is a high probability of getting your fingers dirty.

4. You looked at your business? If I'm not in too much of a hurry and I'm not in a position where I might be noticed, then I try to see what happened to me. Sometimes I poop outside when it's dark and hard to see.

5. Did you cover it? I'm not trying to hide anything.

Trina

Responses
Catherine - I love how well it went talking to your Alan. I knew it would! I also love that he understood from having that accident of his own!

And no, my roommate at the time didn't know I had also pooped myself, unless she smelled it, but she didn't say anything or ask and I didn't volunteer that part at the time since we had only known each other like a week! I guess I could share her story, though. It was her junior year in high school near the end of the year with big exams happening that you had to finish without leaving and she had to pee really bad during one of them. She said she leaked a little with a few minutes left and that made it worse so she finished the last bit as fast as she could and got up and turned it in and left the room even though she wasn't supposed to leave until everyone was done, but she didn't care since she was already a little wet. She tried to make it to the nearest bathroom but didn't make it and completely soaked her jeans in the empty hallway before she got to the bathroom. She ran and hid in a bathroom stall until the class period dismissed and one of her friends came and found her and after the next class started and the halls were emptied again her and her friend went to the office so my roommate could call her mom. Only a few people found out but she was still embarrassed at the time.

Trina

Marie

House Plants
So I have some questions about house plants.
Have any of you used house plants as a toilet?
Would you use one if you could?
How big is the one you used?
Did you ever ask to use one?

I personally have a large house plant that occasionally use as a potty. If you are wondering how I use it, I sit on the rim of the pot and move it's leaves aside and perhaps dig a little hole. Or I use my ????. I can't use it very often because it's in a very public place. But she takes my pees and poops nicely :)

-Marie

Sarah (another one!)

Survey by Sarah
Yes, I have pooped outdoor a couple of times because I have taken part in DofE-expeditions and I have had to go when out in the fields.

I have done it in the forest, behind a stone fence, down a slope and behind bushes.

I have put the paper under branches or stones or I have burned it.

I have looked at my waste! I have also seen turds made by others. I always try to cover it but that is not always easy. But I try to put some leaves over it at least.

I have seen my friends peeing, but never pooping. But once I saw another unknown hiker pooping. It was a quite old man squatting behind a large stone down a slope with his wife waiting for him up at the trail. He looked very embarrassed when I passed by. My best friend once walked in on one of the boys in the group when he was relieving himself. He did not seem to bother even though he was squatting and she could see his bare bum as well as his waste on the ground. Once when out driving I had stopped at a resting area to pee in the forest. There I spotted a truck driver going to toilet.

Catherine

Response to Olsonite
The only times that I've been able to urinate and defecate simultaneously are when my need to relieve both are so strong, that it's an emergency. It's happened a few times. For me, those times never felt as good as a strong urge to poop by itself. It seems the peeing takes away from the pooping, if that makes sense.

As far as sitting on the toilet, my legs are usually together and I am hunched over, but not too far.

I hope that helps! Welcome to the site!

Love,

Catherine!

Anna from Austria
I do another survey

1. Have you ever pooped outside?

yes twice

2. Where did you do your business (e.g. woods, field, bushes...)

it happened twice in the twice in the woods

3. Where did you put your used t.p.

I put it just on my business

4. Did you have a look at your business?

yes I did. Were big firm logs.

5. Did you cover it?

Just with the used handkerchiefs. To be honest I did not even think about covering it. Pooping outside is not normal situation for me so I just wanted to move on as fast as possible.

Greetings from Austria

Anna

Brandon T

comments & stuff
To: R great stories about your girlfriends various poops.

To: Audrey great story about camp it sounds like you had an interesting time.

To: Abbie as always another great story it sounds like you both had really good poops and pooped a lot as well.

To: Alex The Hubby great story about your wifes huge poop into the plastic bag.

To: Taylor T as always another great story.

To: Shanna great story it sounds like had a good cleanout.

To: Alisha The Next Door Neighbor first welcome to the site and great story about your urgent poop and I look forward to your any other stories you may have thanks.

To: Mina as always another great story it sounds like Hisae really had to poop a lot and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site

Linus from Sweden
Answers to Sarah's questions

1. Have you ever pooped outside?

Several times because I often hike or bike in the woods and mountains, sometimes also camping for several days. Then there often is no other solution than pooping outdoor. I used to be a boy scout for several years and that was when I got used to it. I remember that I found it very embarrassing in the beginning. But gradually I realized that everybody did and then it became easier to get things done when necessary.

2. Where did you do your business (e.g. woods, field, bushes...)

I always try to walk well away from the trail or campsite to find a spot where the chance is low that others will come around. When in the woods that is usually very easy but it is more difficult when up in the mountains where the vegetation is sparse. When hiking alone it is easy to find privacy but when camping with others that may be a challenge, especially in the morning when many feel the urge to get it done. I think most persons try to avoid disturbing others doing their duty but I think that every hiker has spotted others squatting somewhere in nature. Once at a kayak hike along the coast we had to do it in the sea because the beach where we stayed was surrounded by steep mountains giving no opportunity to get away! Then it was totally impossible to maintain privacy.

3. Where did you put your used t.p.

Depends. Sometimes (especially in the mountains) I burn it. In the woods I try to cover it with soil or put it among some stones.

4. Did you have a look at your business?

Always!!

5. Did you cover it?

Depends. Up in the mountains the ground often is too hard to dig a hole. Then I just leave it on the ground. Otherwise I try to dig a hole.

Roxanna

Enema revenge
I was recently in the process of moving to a new apartment last month but a few days before I actually moved, I realized my roommate had "done the deed" with my boyfriend.

I wanted to get my revenge and after some thinking, I decided I was gonna leave her a surprise on her bed. Around the time I found out what she had done, I was actually constipated as I had not been able to pass stool for a few days, so I wanted to do an enema to get myself unplugged and felt her bed was as good as a spot to do it. The day I decided to do it, I knew her schedule well enough that I knew she was gonna be working till later that evening.

When I went to grab the large capacity enema kit I had bought for this occasion, and after filling with water, I went to her room to start the process. After spending a few moments to take in as much enema as I can take, I managed to take in most of what the enema kit can hold, so just a little over 2 litres before it became too uncomfortable to take. After getting up and holding it for a few minutes to hopefully have a better effect, the urge became too unbearable, so I carefully and slowly move onto her bed and after making sure I was hovering over her pillows, I squatted a little bit before relaxing my bowels.

In full force, a huge wave of brown water mixed with a huge amount of poop cans sprayed all over the place and I couldn't stop even if I wanted to and it keeps coming out. While it was coming out, I tried my best to hold it for a brief moment so I could get more of her bed. After a few minutes of this, I was finally finished. I took a breather and looked at the mess I've made and was surprised I managed to get most of the bed covered. After looking around her room, I felt I could probably do another second around, so I went to refill the kit again and after taking in around the same as the first time, I held it in again but this time for a little bit longer. After holding it, I went to her small walk in closet, tossed as much random sets of her clothes as I could onto the floor before squatting over them and let nature take its course.

As expected, a huge wave of brown water came out but this time, a small amount of poop came out but not nearly as much as last time. After I was finished, I wiped and went to take a quick shower before quickly got dressed and decided it was best if I left and go to my new apartment a few days earlier than expected.

In case if anyone is wondering, several hours later after I had left, I had received a pretty interesting message from my roommate with some colourful things she wanted to say to me that I can't really say on here. I laughed and told her that she shouldn't have done what she had done with a certain BF before I blocked her number. Now it's been nearly 3 1/2 weeks and I haven't heard from her since.

Anyways hope everyone had enjoyed my experience. Surprised I could even have a story myself to share haha.

Hi all, it's been a while since my last post. I have a couple good stories to share that hopefully I'll have time for soon.

I'm excited for the long weekend, especially so because Hillary (The friend of a friend from one of my last posts who outshit me!) is coming and I am hoping to see another of her loads!

I'm going to a lake for the long weekend with friends. We had rented a house right on the lake for a very good price. We were contacted by the rental company just a few days ago saying the building owners were raising the price since we are under 30. We're all pissed since it seems we signed an agreement for the original price already. We have to appeal the raised rate with the rental company which will probably end up taking a while. We are just pissed they are doing this to us and it feels like we're being taken advantage of.

Anyways, after all this, I was texting with Sydney and suggested we have Hillary leave the owners a nice thank you gift in one of the toilets. Apparently Hillary said "I'll see what I can do." Looking forward to it!

Hope all is well with others!

Matthew

Covid 19 and Public Toilets
Regarding Constiguy's post about using public toilets, I don't know if there are any documented cases of anyone catching the virus using a public toilet, but there is evidence that the virus is present in feces and when a toilet flushes in a restroom, there might be aerosolized particles released into the air. Therefore, I believe it would be wise to wear a mask or a face covering if you need to use a public toilet.

Carlie B.

Survey Answers
1. Have you ever pooped outside?
Yes just recently for the first time, I shared the story here a few pages back.

2. Where did you do your business (e.g. woods, field, bushes...)
Just a few feet off a hiking trail.

3. Where did you put your used t.p.
A friend had a newspaper bag that we put it in.

4. Did you have a look at your business?
Of course

5. Did you cover it?
No

Survey #2

1) Have you ever pooped during a wedding party?
Yes, at least twice.

2) Have you ever pooped during sleepovers?
Yes, many times. I would always clog the toilet to the amusement of my friends.

3) Have you ever pooped at school/work when the cleaning lady is cleaning the bathroom?
I don't remember specifically, but I'm sure it's happened.

4) Have you ever been so desperate to poop that you went when everybody could see/hear it clearly?
Not usually out of desperation, but I'm a very loud pooper so plenty of people have heard me. I don't usually let anyone watch me though, that's a bit much.

5) Have you ever pooped at a club or disco?
Yea back in college I loved to. It was super loud and even though the bathrooms were always packed, everyone was too drunk to notice or care when I would destroy a toilet with a massive dump.

6) Have you pooped during family gatherings or parties?
Plenty of times. Again, usually to the amusement of others.

7) Have you ever heard people pooping in the stalls while you were looking in the mirror?
All the time.

Shannon

Oops, I did it again! :(
Hi guys...I just came on real quick to share what happened to me tonight then I will have some replies in another post. I'm in kind of a crummy mood because I really embarrassed myself tonight. I just got home a little while ago from an evening out with friends, and before I sat down to write this I of course needed to change my pants from having an accident.
You're not gonna believe this, but tonight I decided to use Uber for the first time since the beginning of the year when I accidentally pooped my pants during the ride...and guess what? I made a big mistake and went out directly after work without going home for my late afternoon/early evening poop. So by the time I was going home, I needed to poop fairly bad when I got the uber and I knew it was going to be a big risk but it was also the quickest way home. So, I got in and said a little prayer and commenced with the ride. I kept needing to go worse and worse and couldn't take my mind off of it, and eventually I couldn't help but pass little quiet farts. I realized i was doomed, and I just pleaded with my body not to let me mess myself in a stranger's car again. Guys, I tried SO HARD to hold it in. I think it was the fiercest battle I've had in a long time trying to resist pooping myself. I was clenching by butt cheeks with all my might, and I must have fought back like 20-30 turtle heads before the battle was finally lost, and a big soft load crackled into my pants and ended with a very embarrassing squelch sound that earned me a look in the mirror from the driver. I couldn't believe I had just pooped my pants in the back of an Uber AGAIN! The initial release came out fast and lasted about 5 or 6 seconds, then after a brief pause i pooped again for another 4 or 5 seconds. I was in shock for a brief moment. The load spread beneath me and up towards my back, my entire butt was just caked in that warm squishy sensation, so it was definitely a major accident. I felt my face turn red hot, and once again as the stink took over the car I just sat perfectly still pretending everything was fine. This time, when the driver smelled it, she first opened her window about halfway. After a minute or so she realized the smell wasn't going away and she said "is everything OK back there?" As soon as she said it my whole face quivered and I started to cry. I said "Not really....I kinda...had an accident in my pants. I'm SO sorry." She was speechless for a moment then, unsure, she said "oh no! That's no good! Is it going to get on the seat?" When she said that I raised myself up and folded my leg underneath me to keep my butt from touching the seat directly. I told her the seat looked fine (I lied. I couldn't tell at all in the dark) and told her I was sorry several more times. She kept telling me not to worry and was pretty nice about the whole thing, she said it wasn't as bad as when drunk people throw up in the car because at least my poop accident was confined to my leggings. We talked a little more and I wound up confessing it was my second time in a row pooping my pants during an uber ride. She told me I better stop using uber if it upsets my stomach, lol. Anyway despite our nice dialogue I was still utterly mortified and couldn't wait to get out of the car. Once I finally did I was able to relax and at least enjoy the squishiness in my pants as I walked up to my place, and i wound up pushing out a couple more small rounds of poop as i was heading up. The contrast of the fresh hot poop with the older cooled down poop was interesting. When I got home I spent 20 or 30 minutes just relaxing and decompressing before I went to clean myself up. I had to literally peel my leggings down, they were so pooped. It was probably one of my biggest accidents volume wise, my underwear is destroyed! It took a long time to clean up, too.

I dont even know what to make of this- what an embarrassing coincidence! My rating on the app is probably going to be very low lol. I don't even know why I bother with uber anyway, I always think I'm going to drink when I go out with friends and need the uber to drive me home, but I never wind up drinking much if at all. I should really just drive myself and save the humiliation of having a pooping accident in someone else's car. I don't mind it when i poop myself in my own car though!

I've been thinking a lot about my pants pooping problem recently and I've been trying to come up with like an action plan to avoid letting it happen so much, especially when I am not alone. The fact of the matter is the problem seems to be getting bad again, i have had at least 6 accidents this year which maybe doesn't seem like a lot to some- but there are people who don't even have one in their adult life lol. I'm an otherwise healthy 31 year old woman so to poop in my pants that often, that's getting kind of out of hand. I've just had this weird guilty feeling lately like I'm wrong for letting it get out of control. I don't know... anyway this isn't the first time I've made a plan like this we'll see if I can follow through at all, my discipline usually isn't too great. But 1. I want to regulate my diet better and eat healthier 2. I want to try and go in the morning more consistently and perhaps that will help my afternoon urges not be so desperate. 3. When I feel like I need to go I need to immediately make a plan to go, not just ignore it until its convenient for me.
4. If needed I may try taking an anti-diarraheal before I do certain things like get in an uber lol, or if I am going out right after work.
5. On that note I should always just go right home from work instead of stopping places, which results in doing things like pooping my pants at chipotle or in the chick fil a drive thru.

I will give these things a shot and see if it helps me get back control a little bit. Anymore suggestions are welcome! Like I said, I'll be back with some replies, and also I had another old story that i tried to post a couple weeks ago that didn't show up so i will probably try to queue that again. See you soon!

Shannon

Lorenz

Tardy problems and crapping
I've written before about my extremely large craps both at home and public places. There were a few problems during my K-12 years both at my house, my friends homes, and at school. At a gathering recently before most in my group go off to college, Shannon who lived next door and is two years older, reminded me of a memory that I had almost forgotten.

From our neighborhood it was 7 blocks to our grade school. Since my parents couldn't drive me to school and pick me up, they allowed me to walk there and back home with Shannon. One morning at about 8 a.m. Shannon stopped by our house, yelled in that I was late, but I was on the toilet, frustrated and trying hard to crap, because my first attempt a week or so earlier at school didn't go that well. My mom had just left and Shannon came in while my legs were swinging from the toilet and told me we had to go immediately or we would be getting after school time.

So I got off the toilet, grabbed my bookbag, and she checked that the door was locking behind me. Here I was 6 and leading this third grader
who told me I was moving too fast. I swear, she would make a good teacher because she said I needed to get up earlier and that I was causing her pain. I guess I was surprised how mean she was getting. Finally, after we had to wait for this traffic signal that was super slow for walkers to cross, she looked at me and said I was going to be the reason for her crapping herself.

She seemed to be in pain as she told me that when we get to school, she heads to the bathroom and has her crap. Now that we were perhaps 10 or 15 minutes later, she needed a bathroom fast. I reminded her of the park which was about 1/2 block out of our way, and she took the turn and now was almost running. We were lucky because we cut through a couple of yards and I almost got lost in the one big bush grove because Shannon was really moving. Anyway I was winded and something else trying to keep up with her.

Finally we came into the back entrance of the park and Shannon headed straight for the womens bathroom building entrance. She said I should come in because she wanted me to see the problem I had caused. She ripped her blue jeans down to her thigh and with her book bag still on she took the seat and with a pained look on her face, and her hands pushing down on her thighs, her crap was done in about 15 seconds. I was so amazed, knowing how hard a similar crap was for me. I think she used a couple of swear words that were over my head as she wiped and then inspected the paper from her seat. She did that about 3 or 4 times and called me a few nasty names as she did so. Again, Shannon continued to blame me for having such an emergency in a "filthy" bathroom rather than the better ones at school. I would disagree because the boys seats were almost always left dripping pee and the younger and physically smaller guys like me were taunted and put down.

Of course we were late to school. Our moms were called and Shannon continued to be mad at me for a couple of days. But she came to my graduation party last month, plus she's a student leader at her college. I sincerely apologized to her at the party as we talked about our grade school days. I told her, however, that since I had seen her crap, she could watch me crap. It will have to be sometime very soon because college classes are starting.

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