Celine
Pee survey
1) Have you ever had to pee outside? Many times. I've pissed on a beach several times, I've pissed behind dumpsters. Sometimes I would pee outside just for the relaxation of it. I live behind a large patch of woods, and occasionally I'll walk until I find this one massive boulder I like. I'll sit with my ass hanging off the edge and take a piss, and it's especially nice in the early morning with the general solitude and silence.
2) If you have, where have you peed outside before? Woods, beach, behind my house.
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)? I find a large rock or tree log to sit on. I also prefer doing this when I take a shit outside.
4) Do you get embarrassed if you have to pee outside or don't you mind?
Not at all. I've peed alongside my mom and my sister many times, around friends.
5) Has a friend or member of your family ever seen you peeing outside?
Several friends, and my family.
6) Has a stranger ever seen you peeing outside? not that I know of.
7) How old were you when you first had to pee outside? I was eight. It was a cold day, and I wasn't sure I'd make it back to my house. So I squatted and pissed behind a tree. I had to pee SO bad, too. At the time, it was the worst desperation I had ever felt.
8) Why was it necessary for you to pee outside on this occasion? I felt like I was about to wet myself, and it hurt to walk.
9) How did you pee outside that time? I dropped my pants and pissed behind a tree.
10) How many times a day do you normally pee? Four, perhaps five times. The first thing I do in the morning is piss, as my bladder tends to be fullest then.
11) Have you always peed that often or do you pee more/less often now than you have at some point in the past? That's always been my average.
12) Roughly how long do you normally go between peeing in hours? Anywhere from three to six hours-sometimes nine. I was blessed with a large bladder, and it takes a long time for me to become truly desperate to pee.
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? It depends on the kind of day I'm having. If I've got nothing to do, I'll hold off on my morning pee if it's not too urgent and I'll continue drinking. I find the feeling of a full bladder comforting, as long as I'm doing something like just laying home in bed, and I prefer to void my bladder when I'm desperate so I don't have to go again for awhile.
14) How long are you sitting on the toilet for before you start peeing? Not long. Two seconds max.
15) How long does your pee normally last for? Anywhere from 25 to 40 seconds. It's generally gushing and strong for the first 20 before it begins to taper. Like I said... huge bladder.
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? It tends to vary, but as I prefer to hold until the discomfort becomes too distracting, I generally always pee for longer.
17) Does the pee come out quickly or slowly? It starts off slowly, usually, and then picks up velocity as I get comfortable on the seat.
18) Do you ever hiss when you pee? Oh yes. My mom and sister tend to hear me if they're going past the bathroom.
19) Does your pee ever trickle loudly into the toilet? Regularly. In large ladies rooms out in public, I notice I pee the noisiest more often than not lol. I go to a stall right in the middle.
20) Does your pee stop quickly or does it gradually slow to a trickle or dribble before it stops? It tends to gradually lessen in intensity and tapers off.
21) Do you wipe after you pee? Always. I've had a UTI before. They're not fun.
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? I generally excellent control. But on the rare occasion, I do spurt in my panties and one time, when I was 13, I completely pissed my pants when I got home from school to find I was locked out, and had forgotten my keys inside the house that morning. I was utterly soaked-my shoes were ruined and there was a massive puddle.
23) Do you need to cross your legs, fidget or hold yourself when you are desperate or can you hold it just fine without? I can usually get away with crossing my legs, but there have been times at school when I'd walk quickly with one hand clutching my pussy and hoping no one really noticed.
24) Do you tell people that you need to pee or do you prefer if no one knows? I tend not to, unless necessary.
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?) Large. I've been able to fill about one and a half liters from one very desperate pee.
26) Do you/ did you pee at school or do you/did you hold it until you got home? I peed at school no problem. I peed at school all the time.
27) Do you pee at work? I used to when I worked at a Dunkin Donuts this past summer, but I got let go.
28) Do you pee in public toilets? If necessary. These days, if I can hold it, I prefer to pee on my own toilet-which is pink with a soft cover lol.
29) Have you ever had to pee in a strange place, such as in car? What happened? I once peed in my friend Jessica's kitchen sink.
30) Can you pee standing up? I haven't tried-looks like too much work. It's great to just sit and take care of either number without having to move too much.
Victoria B.
Quick question
Hey!
I'm still processing what happened at Robyn's (trust me in a good way!!) a few days ago but I wanted to ask a quick question. Robyn asked me to hang out once I dropped off the toilet paper I'd just bought in her bathroom. She told me to come straight in and so I opened the door, held up the fresh 12-pack I bought and cracked it open. I approached Robyn, set the new roll on the toilet tank behind her and went in for a hug. She motioned towards the tub and said "Get those buns down." So I had a seat and took off my purple mask. Robyn threw the empty cardboard tube into the trash can next to where she was seated on her toilet and replaced it with the one I'd handed her. She has a standing TP holder and I slid it towards her from the tub so she could reach it quicker. As she was doing so I noticed something almost dismaying-she put in on backwards! I don't know why but having the roll set up so that the paper comes off from the top is probably my single biggest stupid pet peeve. It just has to be like that!
Having cast my vote I wanted to see how others felt:
Is your holder on the wall or do you have a standing TP dispenser?
Which way do you have toilet paper? Over or under?
Love,
Victoria!Abbie
Latest news
Hi everyone, I've got a new story for you which I'll get to in a minute.
Imogen- great to hear from you, it seems like someone must have well and truly pooed their knickers, I guess abandoning them is probably the only option if it was that bad!
Anyway, the other day Lucys cousin Lydia and her friend Annabelle came round, they were due to come over after they'd finished school and stay the night. I'd been in town getting some shopping and was on the bus on the way back home, I was starting to need a wee quite badly, I nearly went at the shops but decided I could hold it. Luckily as I was starting to get desperate the bus got to my stop so I got off and started walking towards my house, really looking forward to being able to get on the loo and relieve the growing pressure on my bladder. I looked at my watch and realised that Lydia and Annabelle would be arriving soon so I started to walk faster. I got home and started to rummage around in my bag for my door key and suddenly realised I didn't actually have it- I had left the house while Lucy was still at home as she was going into work later and so I'd totally forgotten to take my key with me! I was standing there in shock when Lydia and Annabelle came round the corner, Lydia said, "Hi Abbie, I need to get inside, I'm dying for a wee!"
"I'm really sorry but I've forgotten my door key, I'm going to have to ring Lucy to come home so we can get in the house!" I said.
Lydia started to look worried, she said, "Oh God, I'm gonna wet my pants if I have to wait that long, what are we going to do?"
"Follow me, theres a bit of grass a couple of minutes away with some bushes, I'm bursting as well so I know how you feel!" I said. I rang Lucy, who said she'd be able to make it home in about 45 minutes. As we were walking along Lydia suddenly stopped in the middle of the pavement and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm weeing my pants, I'm gonna have to go here!" With that she lifted her grey skirt and dropped her yellow flowery knickers, she squatted down and moaned as she started to wee a heavy stream. Annabelle and I stood there trying to shield her from view, hoping no-one else would come walking past, somehow no-one did which was amazing given we were in a housing estate in the middle of the afternoon so Lydia was able to finish her wee without anyone else seeing! As she pulled up her knickers and lowered her skirt I said, "I'm literally just about to wee my knickers too!!" Luckily just then I spied the grassy area, as I made my way towards it as fast as I could manage I felt like my bladder was about to burst, a couple of seconds later I felt a spurt of wee escape and my knickers starting to get damp and I knew I was only seconds away from totally wetting them, luckily I was wearing a skirt and didn't have any tights on so at least I knew I could get my knickers down quickly. As I got closer to the first bush I was pulling up my skirt and as soon as I got behind it I tugged my white knickers down and squatted, straight away releasing a heavy stream and moaning with relief, my stream went on for ages before finally coming to a stop. I pulled my knickers up and my skirt back down and came out to rejoin Lydia and Annabelle, at that moment there was a gust of wind, Lydia managed to grab onto her skirt just in time but Annabelles skirt blew right up before she was able to pull it back down, she was wearing some orange and blue stripey knickers which were too small for her so the top of her bum was showing, she swore and said "Great, thats the second time today, at least it was just you two this time, earlier on at school there was a massive gust of wind and I like totally flashed my pants to the Headteacher and some new parents she was showing round!!"
"Oh no, thats really embarrassing!" I replied.
"Yeah, I don't think I've ever been so embarrassed in my life, especially as these pants are like way too small for me, I know they don't even cover my bum properly!! They were the only clean ones I could find when I was getting dressed for school this morning so I didn't have much choice!"
"Well if it makes you feel any better my pants ended up on show last week when it was windy, only luckily there weren't any teachers about so it was a bit less embarrassing!" Lydia said.
As we were walking along I started to feel a slight urge for a poo but luckily nothing too desperate. We arrived back at my house and I checked my watch, Lucy was still going to be about another 35 minutes so we had a while longer to wait. We kept on chatting, but after a while I noticed Annabelle had gone quiet and I saw her jiggling about, Lydia must have noticed too as she said, "Are you OK Annabelle, do you want the loo?"
Annabelle said, "Yeah, actually I'm starting to want a poo quite urgently, I hope Lucy won't be too much longer!" I could feel my own need starting to increase so I said, "Actually I need to have a poo as well, hopefully we won't have to wait too long!"
Another 10 minutes later and Annabelle was finding it hard to keep still, she said, "I meant to go for a poo at lunchtime but I just didn't get chance so I've been holding it for over 3 hours now, if I don't get on the loo soon its gonna poke out in my pants!"
"Well luckily I went on the loo at lunch and had a poo so hopefully I won't need another one for a while," said Lydia.
"I did wonder where you'd disappeared to, surely you weren't on the loo the whole lunchtime?" asked Annabelle. Lydia said, "No, but it did take a while, I hadn't been for a poo in a few days so I ended up having a really fat hard one!"
"Oh God, I hate it when that happens, especially if its at school," Annabelle replied. "In the first week of term I needed a poo really badly by lunchtime so I went to use the toilet, I was a bit constipated so I was on the loo for ages pushing out a massive one, it was really embarrassing because I couldn't help grunting and I knew a couple of other girls must have heard me!"
"Luckily when I was on the loo earlier the girl next door to me was having a poo as well and she seemed to be struggling too, we were both sat there grunting!!" said Lydia.
Luckily at that moment Lucy arrived and we were able to get in the house, Annabelle and I dashed upstairs to my ensuite, I told her she could go first, I figured if I got really desperate I could go and use the main bathroom.
Once in my ensuite Annabelle lifted her skirt and pulled down her knickers, she she sat on the loo and started to wee. Her stream died away quite quickly and then I could tell from her belly that she had started to push, she bore down hard and started to go a bit red. Just then Lydia came into my bedroom, she said, "I just need to change my pants, I weed in them a bit earlier!" She reached up under her skirt and pulled down her knickers and then rummaged through her bag, she took out some pale green knickers which she quickly put on before going back downstairs. In the meantime Annabelle had been pushing, she said, "Sorry about this, I think I'm still a bit constipated, I haven't been for a poo the last couple of days!" She pushed some more and then said "I did actually want a poo yesterday but I kept putting it off because I just didn't have time to go until the evening, and by then I didn't need it anymore."
"Yeah, I always end up struggling if I don't have a poo when I first get the urge, if I hold it in its alot harder to push it out when I eventually do manage to get on the loo," I agreed.
"I guess I know by now that I should really go for a poo as soon as I feel the urge and not put it off," Annabelle panted as she continued to strain. "But its so easy to get into bad habits and before I know where I am I can sometimes go three or four days without having a poo!"
"Don't worry, that happens to me as well," I said. "Most of the time I only seem to want a poo every three or four days as well so I totally get your problem! I guess sometimes when I feel the urge I just don't have time for a decent sit on the loo though, but I know I should try to go for a poo every day or at least every other day if I don't want to get constipated!"
While I had been talking Annabelle had done some more hard pushes and had also been grunting a bit, I could feel my poo getting more urgent and so I hoped she wouldn't be too much longer as I didn't want a log poking out in my knickers! I clenched my bum and squirmed around a bit on the floor as Annabelle continued to strain without any success. "I'm really sorry its taking so long," she panted, "It's a really fat hard log and it comes out a bit when I push, but when I stop pushing it goes back up my bum again, I just can't seem to get it out!"
"Oh, I get that problem too when I'm constipated, I really hate it!" I said, by now I was sitting on my heel in an attempt to keep my poo in. "You need to try to keep pushing for as long and as hard as you can manage, you might need to pull your bum cheeks apart too, that sometimes helps me," I said. Annabelle nodded and took a deep breath, she started to bear down and this time she kept up the push for a lot longer, she was bright red and was screwing up her face so I could tell she was really trying hard. As she released the pressure she grunted loudly, and then took a very quick breath and pushed again, reaching round behind herself this time to pull her bum cheeks apart as I had suggested. After another push like that I heard her moaning and then she started to give some shorter pushes, "Its coming now!" she panted and after a bit more straining I heard a splash and a moan of relief. I knew when I stood up a log would poke out of my bum but I was still just about OK. Annabelle had started to bear down again so I knew she wasn't done yet, but I hoped that it would be easier now she had passed that massive fat log. Sure enough a couple of minutes later after some more straining and grunting I heard a volley of plops and then she said, "Right, I'm done!"
"Is there any chance you could wipe standing up, its just I really need to have a poo myself now, its literally just about to poke out in my knickers!!" I said. "Yeah, sure, sorry again I took so long!" said Annabelle as she stood up and moved over to the side, she flushed the loo saying "It'll never go down if you go on top of mine!" I stood up and quickly dropped my knickers and then sat down heavily on the loo, I relaxed my quivering bumhole and felt the tip of a log poke out straight away, I couldn't help moaning a bit as it was so good to just relax and let it come. Next to me Annabelle was wiping her bottom, she didn't need more than a couple of wipes as her poos had been so dry. She then pulled her knickers up and washed her hands before sitting on the floor. By now I could feel my poo slowing down, as usual it was getting fatter and I knew I'd have to start pushing, so I took a deep breath and bore down hard. I could feel myself going red as I continued to push, and as I relaxed I couldn't help making a grunt, luckily Annabelle had needed to grunt quite a lot while she was having a poo so I didn't feel too embarrassed! I started to push again, by now I could feel that my bum was being forced wide open by a massive fat log which was really hard and knobbly as well, when I'm constipated I tend to pass really wide and hard poos but this one was huge even by my standards! I stopped pushing and couldn't help grunting loudly again, I could feel that the log had slid out a tiny bit but I knew it was going to take me ages to push it out completely. "Sorry, I'm really struggling as well," I admitted, "As usual when I get constipated it's a really hard fat log, I just hope it doesn't get stuck!" I started to push again and luckily after a couple more minutes of straining and grunting I realised the fattest part was out and the log started to move a bit faster, eventually it dropped into the bowl with a splash and I moaned with relief. I could feel there was more to come so I stayed sitting, I felt another log poke out and started to bear down, it was another fairly fat log but not nearly as huge as the first one had been, so it eased out a bit quicker and plopped down into the bowl after a minute or so. I felt empty so I took some toilet paper and wiped my bottom, like Annabelle I didn't have to wipe much as my poos had been really hard and dry. I pulled up my knickers and flushed and then washed my hands. We both went back downstairs to join Lucy and Lydia and have some food.
Hope you enjoyed this story, will try to post again soon- bye for now!!Bianca
Sloppy Mess
Hi everyone. I had sloppy poo today in the afternoon. After an interesting lunch following listening to one of my favorite rock bands on CD is when the poop mush started. I guess discovering my favorite Aerosmith song on the album got the poop flowing in my excitement! My mushy poop ended sometime after dinner. While listening to a documentary on the band today, I found they had issues that made them go into rehab. I could only imagine that the lead singer probably had his share of accidents before getting sober in rehab. Like many others, I also can say that Steven probably had to hold it during class because he wasn't allowed to go to the bathroom. Bye.
Tlana
Sammy's question: Number 2 in public
I agree with Sammy. There seems to be a lot of people at various age levels who are against using a public toilet for a Number 2.
There is my grandma who I love dearly. She started calling me out in grade school for pooping there. Back in the 1950s when she was my age she said she got up at 5 a.m. to make sure she pooped before leaving for school. The subject came up again in middle school when she went with me to one of my school activities. Before we started the inter-generational breakfast I excused myself and she was like What? A couple of times during high school I was a little later in coming to the car because I was in the bathroom doing my Number 2. When it feels good, I do it. I don't care about holding it for 5 or 10 minutes until we get home. Grams also says during all her public school years she Never crapped at school.
Recently during a special weekend at my college, a friend from the east coast came in to visit me and do an interview for a graduate school program. It was a 2 hour drive to the airport to get her and about 1/2 hour into the drive I stopped at a rest area for my morning crap. The lines for the few toilets were long and I hurried, not releasing my whole load. Kind of unusual, I know, but reality. When I got to the airport I sat down and knocked off another 12 inch piece. Then I felt my Number 2 was complete. Shannon's flight was way late and she was complaining about still holding her morning crap. I told her to go into the first bathroom and do her thing while I was picking up her luggage. Shannon seemed astounded about considering crapping in an airport bathroom. I was like WOW! She held it in for another 2 hours until we got back to my apartment. Two days later when we got back to the airport for her return flight, she said she'd watch the luggage while I went in for a quick poo.
When I came back out, she asked me if I was still sitting bare butt on the public toilet seats. This got to be a time-consuming conversation just like I remember having with Grams with some regularity over the past 15 years or so. I don't know if it is intended to be repressive parenting or just an old-fashioned attitude or fear. But I do know that I'm not about to change my mind.Belle
Catherine's survey
Hi I'm new here I thought what better way to introduce myself than doing a survey
1.How often do you get diarrhea? Quite often most days to be honest much like you Catherine I have ibs diarrhea predominant I do have some things my doctor gave me to help with it but they don't help a great deal
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 usually decud after the first loose stool
3. When you have an attack of diarrhea, how long does it last? Have you ever had diarrhea last longer than 2-3 days? When my ibs flares up badly can last a week or so of severe diarrhea but I usually have mushy sloppy diarrhea most days so technically it's lasted for the past 8 years I've had ibs
4. What was your best experience with diarrhea?
My best experience with diarrhea has probably got to be the time I was really desperate for a poo at the beach and it was explosive diarrhea and during lockdown the toilets were closed and some girls spotted me struggling and holding my stomach next thing I know they give me a spade quickly help me dig a hole then held up towels for me to have some privacy whilst I popped in the hole it wasn't a good experice pain wise but the relief was amazing and the teamwork of girls was inspiring
5. What was your worst?
My worst has to be in year 9 we went on a ski trip the bus journey was 48 hours and we were going to there to stay for a week anyway on the bus journey my ibs was playing up really bad the bus had a toilet on bored but someone else who had stomach problems was using it and I told the teachers I was desperate so they were trying to hurry the other person up but he was stool on the toilet with bad diarrhea that's when I had an accident stood outside the door and had a mushy load fill my panties and then runny poo run down my leg the teachers were caring but some people were laughing and it was so embarrassing
6. If you could choose how you experience diarrhea, how do you prefer to experience it? Large amounts, chunky, mushy, runny, smooth, explosive, a combination?
I like to experience it large explosive mushy and runny
7. Have you ever had diarrhea in a public restroom? On a date? Out with friends?
As a suffere of ibs it's impossible to go ur life without using a public toilet unless ur constipated ibs so yes I always use public bathrooms it's embarrassing like Catherine said can hear girls laugh and stuff especially at school
And when I went on a date with a. Boy from school we went to the cinema and half way threw the movie I ran out he followed to check I was ok but he heard the explosive diarrhea wich made me really embarrassed he insisted he didn't mind but I think he was abit grossed out
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?
Ive done it all to
9. Do you wear disposable undergarments when having diarrhea?
Not very often but when we're going on a long trip in the car or hiking and sometimes in school if I'm having a flare up I try to avoid days when I have or cause once I had a diaper on and when we were getting changed everyone seen and I got very embarrassed and I wear them on hikes because once I had an accident whilst hiking and had to dump my knickers behind a tree cause I could wear them for the rest of the walk
10. Do you go to work or school with diarrhea or do you try to stay at home and ride it out?
I go to school and try to deal with it best I can at school but if it gets to out if hand I'm allowed to leave school and go home
11. When you have diarrhea, do you eat and drink normally, bland foods or try to avoid food all together?
I follow the formal diet like my doctor advices me to and drink plenty of water
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 sit for as long as I need unless in school I will go between lessons even if I don't need the toilet I will still go just in case and don't have to long otherwise I will give late
13. What gives you diarrhea?
Well my ibs obviously so I avoid foods that trigger it like spicy foods or fatty foods or greasy and sometimes diary
14. Have you ever had diarrhea while looking very attractive or does it come when you haven't fixed hair and make up?
It comes when we but once at a club on a night out I was wearing a very short skirt and got quite drink I accidently shit my pants but cause of the short skirt everyone could see and smell and cause I was so drunk I didn't realise the poo dripping onto the floor so I was looking very attractive that night had lots of the boys in our school talking to me until I went and shit myself
15. Has diarrhea ever embarrassed or humiliated you?
I get embarrassed and humiliated all the time but I try to laugh with people so it's not like there laughing at me but some of my experiences have been very embarrassing but I don't care when with my friends
16. Anything else that you want to say about diarrhea?
All Hough I hate my experiences with it I'm just glad I'm not constipated and I get great satisfaction when I have successfully held in a desperate poo and then finally get relief on the toilet or in a bush cause sometimes desperate times call for despeart measuresMike
Girlfriends desperate poo
I was away with my girlfriend at a popular sea side town we stayed a couple of nights and after the first night when we woke she had stomach ache and said it had messed up her routine. Later in the day she took her phone to the toilet and said she was going to play a game and try have a poo as i lay on the bed I heard a couple of small plops and her wee she came out and we went out for tea.
We had tea out and were going on to the next pub for a drink when she said about needing the toilet we had to queue outside and sign in due to covid as we queued she told me she was desperate for a poo and trying to hold it in , we finally got inside and I asked a staff member where the toilets were I told my gf and off she walked she was gone for around 5 min came back taking deep breaths and said she had exploded in the toilet but felt loads better we had drinks and carried on our night
Mariah <3
Catherine, you are too kind!! <3 Lots of love as you approach the big 4-0. I had my birthday in April when the quarantine was at its peak so it was kind of a dud :( We made it up recently though!
As far as the bathroom at work goes, not only is it my office that uses it, but a couple of the nearby offices too, so there's a lot of traffic so to speak. Not ideal obviously, but like I said I have a friend who has the more traditional men's and ladies' room setup at her job (works at a school) and she's been largely avoiding the restroom due to the pandemic which doesn't sound great either! And the irony is, I did have access to bathrooms while I was out and about, but I decided to hold it for what I thought would be a more sanitary bathroom. Clearly that didn't work out! Now I've learned my lesson to just take whatever bathroom I can get in a situation like that.
I also filled out Dennis' lil' survey. Here are the responses:
1. Do you use toilet paper or baby wipes to wipe your bottom? If applicable, do you also wipe your front with baby wipes?
Toilet paper, I heard baby wipes can be bad for sewage lines if you flush them. And I do not wipe my front with them, toilet paper does just fine in that region!
2. Do you have a potty in your house? Tonight I had some diarrhea and thought it would be nice if I got a potty to put in my room so I could do my business without having to sit in the bathroom for such a long time! Has anyone else ever had this idea?
Nope! I feel it would start to smell pretty quick, and I definitely don't want to be the one changing it! (Sorry to hear about the diarrhea btw, hope you feel better!!)
3. When in public, do you prefer the first stall, one of the middle stalls or the last stall? Or do you just prefer the family bathroom?
Is "family bathroom" like, only takes one at a time? I've never heard that term! And in a regular ladies' rooms I typically go for the stall furthest from the door if I have a choice.
4. Have you ever overflowed a toilet in public or at someone else's house?
When I was a freshman in college I clogged a toilet in the dorm floor's bathroom not once but TWICE! It didn't overflow though, thank God. I don't think I've ever made a toilet straight-up overflow with my poop, that sounds like a nightmare!
5. Are you self conscious about using the bathroom when strangers are in there?
Certainly not about peeing, but if I'm pooping and everyone can hear and smell what I'm doing, I will feel a little self conscious. The worst is when you're at a place like a mall and the ladies' room is just PACKED and you have to poop with everyone buzzing around your stall smelling it. Two years ago for Mother's Day I took my Mom to a museum in the city and the line for the ladies' room was one of the longest I've seen! I had to poop too. It was pretty mild smell-wise (at least by my standards) so I wasn't embarrassed, but waiting was a real pain in the butt ;)
6. What's the strangest place you've peed and or pooped?
There have been a couple of times I've had to use the men's room in true emergencies when either the ladies' room was closed or had too long a line. That's only been for pee though. I've never pooped in the men's room, but have been in stalls next to guys while they're pooping for sure.
7. Do you pee or poop at the moment you realize you need to go, or do you put it off?
Depends on the situation honestly. Like if I'm at work and I need to go, I will often hold it and go about my duties ignoring it until I really have to go. This has backfired sometimes when either something comes up right as I'm about to leave or there's a line for the ladies' room. Same when I was in school. Unless I need to change a pad or tampon, that I always do right away because it's more of a hygiene thing.
That's it!
<3 Mariah <3Bianca
Temporary Fix
Hi guys. The city cleanout in the yard was emptied of the poopy/pee etc mess on Friday (yesterday), but this could be a temporary fix for it filling up again. As bad as it stank, I imagine tons of toilet water was removed. I bet those guys were holding there noses, lol! The big issue is that they couldn't find where the pipe leading to the street is, so if it's clogged maybe a toddler flushed play dough, or too much TP down the toilet? Who knows, I'll just be glad when it's all over. That day while the guys were working, I had done a medium sized poop, and had it sitting around until the water was turned on again. This morning, I did another mid sized poop, but it broke into individual 11 plops. To Catherine: Nice to read posts from you again. Bye!
Camping and constipation aftermath
Hi, long time lurker but I've decided to tell a story from a few years ago when I was a camp counselor and went 10 days without pooping!
My husband and I were grad students and assisted in running a week long summer camp. There were cabins that housed 10 with a bathroom of 4 cubicles. I stayed there with the girls while my husband stayed in the other cabin with the boys.
Weirdly enough, the shared bathroom only seemed to be a problem for me. I've always been unable to poop in public bathrooms, even when I'm sick and feel awful! My husband hadn't even seen me poop. Two days in, I started to feel bloated and I tried to poop when everyone was asleep. I huddled in the toilet furthest from the door and quietly pushed but nothing happened.
Each day got worse. I had to help organize activities, including meals. I basically had to eat to avoid people asking questions, but my stomach was so bloated at the end of the week that I had to wear a loose skirt because my pants wouldn't button. Each night I crept in and tried with more urgency to get relief. The last day, I grunting and crying so much that I woke a camper up, but I told her it was a dream.
My husband and I had stayed really busy all week and I never talked to him about poop or bathroom issues. We finally got into the car for the 2 hour drive back. He noticed I was wearing loose clothes and rubbing my stomach and he blurted out, "You didn't poop all that time? 9 days?" I couldn't do anything but nod and moan as I held my bloated stomach.
He stopped at the next rest stop and insisted I try to go. I was desperate to just get home to MY toilet but I still went in. There were 4 other women in a 6 cubicle bathroom. I covered the seat, sat down. I tried to relax a bit and was able to get a few times. I might have been able to go but my farts made one young girl in another cubicle laugh. I heard an older woman scold her but it was too late. My behind snapped shut and I went to the car and admitted defeat. I begged my husband to just let me try at home.
After another hour or so of a painful car ride, we arrived home. My husband rushed to unlock the door and I immediately ran into the master bathroom. I pulled my panties down and lifted my skirt and collapsed onto my own toilet.
I spent over an hour on that toilet. I tried bending over, pulling my knees up, then just grabbing my buttcheeks, pulling them apart and pushing as hard as I could. I was, at this point, loudly straining and crying. I felt a huge, solid lump that wouldn't move.
Finally, my husband came in and insisted that we go to the hospital. It was later in the evening and I really didn't want to go, but I literally thought my stomach would explode, so I agreed.
We get checked in and taken to a curtained waiting area. It wasn't long before I had to change into a backless gown so the doctor could stick a lubricated finger into me. I couldn't help but cry out of pain and embarrassment.
Then the nurse told me I had to have two enemas, a mineral oil one and a cleansing one to get the oil out. I was pretty horrified, but was in too much pain to say much, except to ask my husband to leave, which he did.
And thank goodness he did!
The nurse brought in the enema and portable commode. Next thing I know, she's having me lie knee to chest and she's sliding in a large nozzle! I cried and asked her to stop, but she explained I would have to hold the oil in for awhile and the balloon would keep it in. I couldn't help but scream a little when she inflated the bulb inside my stuffed behind, but she started the mineral oil anyway.
Within a few seconds, I started to ask for a toilet. A few minutes later, I'm hit with insane cramps and start moaning and try to sit on the pot, but I had to hold it longer. I just kept crying "I have to poop, I need a toilet" until the nurse sat me on the portable bedside toilet and released the bulb.
A good amount of oil and liquid poo came out, but I started straining hard because the blockage was still there. I then realized I was being watched by a nurse on a portable toilet with only thin curtains between me and the rest of the ER.
"I need a real toilet. I have to poop alone or it won't come out!" I wailed as horrible cramps hit me. The nurse wouldn't allow me to leave but she left me alone for a few minutes.
It was like my stomach knew this was as good as I was going to get. I was full of 10 days of poop and mineral oil. The cramps were so strong that I grasped the bedrail beside me as my body contorted and strained. I felt the huge turd start coming out. Even with the oil, it took a long battle of straining and grunting to get it even halfway out. The nurse came to check on me and insisted on checking my... progress. She had me spread my cheeks as she pressed hard on my stomach. After a little while, I FINALLY passed the blockage. "That's at least as big as my fist!!", I heard the nurse exclaim.
The cramps hit again and i found myself doubled over with powerful cramps. I was huddled in the bedside toilet, sweating and moaning in pain and relief as I passed more large logs. I still had to strain, but not nearly as much.
I felt huge endless ropes of poop making its way out of me. I was starting to feel more like myself and horrified that a whole ER had heard everything!
My husband came back while I was still straining out poop. I begged him to leave but he didn't want to. He'd heard me strain and cry and wanted to help.
The nurse noticed my commode was nearly full and went to get another with the cleansing enema. It took a few minutes for the cramps and pooping to pause for the few seconds it took me to switch to a fresh commode. I think my nurse, husband, and I were surprised to see that I had filled what is basically a small bucket with huge ropes of poop.
On the new commode, I started producing soft serve. My stomach was still cramping strongly and I had more or less been continuously pooping for over an hour until it let up.
But of course I had to have a cleansing enema to get the oil out. My husband insisted on staying for this one. I still had some bad cramps and gas but the nurse filled me with 2 liters of water anyway. Again, I needed the toilet but had to hold it for 30 minutes. Even with my husband to comfort me, I was moaning and crying for a toilet until I was finally allowed to sit on the commode again.
Remember, I'm still just in a curtained area of the ER, but I'd lost control of my body. My husband, who had never seen me poop before that day, had to hold me on the commode because I was weak from exhaustion and pain. I squirted the water enema and more loose poop and passed loud gas. I couldn't help but moan in relief. The nurse massaged my stomach and prompted several rounds of farts, squirts, and moans.
I was finally allowed to go home several hours later. I woke up a few times in the night to sit on the toilet, mostly releasing the built up gas to escape. My husband told me that I have to take better care of myself and go when and where I need to, and that's what I do now. Lesson learned!!
Victoria B.
Code Brown
Hey!
It's been awhile but I'm back. The last few months have not been the best of times but the worst is over and I just got a text from Robyn that reminded me of here!
Underneath a picture of an empty cardboard tube was this message:
"Vicky. I'm out of TP and I have to poop. Came in hot and didn't notice until it was too late. This is a Code Brown. I repeat: Code Brown. Requesting resupply and backup!"
I'm at the store now with a new 12-pack of Quilted Northern and heading to Robyn's right after. Will update later!
First, a question: have any of you ever been out of toilet paper/had a friend run out and called, texted or DMed someone to bring you more?
I've missed all of you so much!
Love,
Victoria!
Ellison
Angelica (Angie) story request
This happened more than 20 years ago when I was 11 and learning babysitting with my then 5-year-old brother Chadd. He was kind of socially awkward for his age and a bit immature compared to most of his peers. We were at a large park, with lots of people on a humid afternoon and I knew when he had his hands on his crotch it was time for him to take a piss. Because there were so many others around and I didn't know any of them I decided to take Chadd with me into the ladies room. No privacy whatever. 3 toilets next to one another without any cubicle or doors. I took Chadd up to the middle one, had him lift up the black seat but the first time he raised it it it fell back down with the thud and scared him. I held his hand as we lifted it up all the way to the concrete wall. He dropped his sweats all the way to his athletic shoes and I reached over a grabbed them before his piss started. It seems that he had forgotten the slit in his sweats that enabled him to piss without dropping them. It took him about 3 minutes to get his piss going. 3 spurts, the last being the most aggressive. It probably took about a minute total pissing time. He didn't want to use the sink that was a little high across from the toilets, but I insisted on it.
Chadd and I used some of the more challenging equipment, including one of the largest slides in our city. The ride down was fast and led us to land in a large soft sand pit. I think we were on our way down for the 12th or 13 time when I felt my crap coming on. I led Chadd with our run a couple of blocks back to the bathroom building. It seems I'm either constipated or in need of a very immediate crap. Why those extremes I don't know and I'm still that way today. Chadd wasn't very interested in coming all the way into the bathroom, but with all the stuff in the news my parents, especially mom, taught me to err on the side of caution. I started ripping my shorts down as I entered the bathroom, something I would regret a couple of times in the future I would be exposing myself while waiting for someone to vacate a toilet.
I was thankful that Chadd and I would be alone. Before Chadd could break his smile and ask what I was doing, several hard pieces splashed into the water under me, followed by a main event piece the size of a banana that I had to stand and reposition my sit in order to get out.
Chadd seemed to have more interest than I thought he would, although he described our father taking a crap at the mall a couple of times.
He said dad would pee standing up and then take a seat for his crap. Apparently it was quite loud and dad would yell and swear at him if he started to roam to far away in the restroom. Then I did a pretty normal pee that Chadd seemed to pay even more attention too. The toilet paper roll was on the wall directly behind my toilet and I called for Chadd to pull off a few pieces for me to use. Of course, he yanked at it, had an uneven tear, and took a much longer look at my exposed body as I stood and wiped. Instead of reaching back for more paper myself, I gave him the responsibility and when I stood to wipe a little farther in front of the toilet, Chadd seemed even more amused by what he saw in the nearly filled bowl. I teased him about whether he had enough muscle to flush for me. He got frustrated at first but on about the 4th or 5th try, it took and he jumped back from the sudden explosion and splashing. Back outside, after we got onto the smaller swings, Chadd asked me a couple of questions about female anatomy and why those toilets were different. I answered them and he seemed satisfied with what I said. About 5 years later Luke, my 1st boyfriend and I were at the park one evening with almost no one else around. We had shared a 20 liter soda and we both had to pee. He talked me into going into the ladies room together. Luke got a hard-on watching me on the toilet peeing. Later while I was washing my hands, he was peeing in the same toilet I had used. He didn't lift the seat first, and he was nowhere near as good with his aim as Chadd had been.
Questions for Angie and other ToiletStool readers:
1. In what situations (if any) will you sit bare-butt on a public toilet?
2) Did you learn this from a parent, friend or someone else?
3) If more bathrooms offered those sanitary toilet seat covers would you use one? Why are why not?
Thanks, Ellison
Nobody
Desperate Pee and Response to Amy
First, Amy, that sounds like a lawsuit waiting to happen tbh. I don't think it's legal for any business to deny an employee a bathroom break for any reason.
Now to my story. It's been quite a moment since I've posted. I read a while back that we're not allowed to post about intentional "accidents," or at least it's frowned upon. These are the only types of "accidents" I have left to talk about, heheh, but I have a few stories about almost having one. This story doesn't quite qualify, but it's still a story of desperation.
So my dad and I went to someones house he works with. I've been helping do electrical stuff for him over the past couple weeks and today, I was looking at the water heater to see why it wasn't working. I found a switch labeled "water heater" that was turned off, so I turned it on. There was also a valve labeled "winterize" that was on, so I turned it off. Idk if the problem got fixed, but it acted like it was finally trying to heat it. I got paid for previous work, then we left there and went to the local park for my dad to take a walk.
We eventually get there and I finished my coffee. I had gotten it before we left our house and I put it in one of those large thermal cups. It hold like two, two and a half cups of liquid, so I had drank quite a bit of coffee by the time it was over. Anyway, he went for a thirty or so minute walk and I stayed in the car. About the last ten minutes of his walk, I got a sudden urge to pee and I had to go fairly bad. At first, I was thinking "I should have went with him so I could hide behind a tree." My dad eventually made it back to the car and took a couple extra moments to get in. The whole time he stood outside of the car, I was thinking "hurry up I gotta pee!"
He finally got in and we take off. We get to the entrance/exit of the park-it was an intersection with a stop light. I knew we were going to go to the bank (I was depositing the money), but he added that he was going to get gas. I knew that if these were the only two stops we made and we didn't take too long, I could make it home. Whether I could make it to the toilet was up for debate. As we got closer to the gas station, I decided not to risk it and announced to him my intent to visit the bathroom there. We pull in and the car at one of the pumps leave as we get there, so we take it. We both get out and my dad starts towards the pump and I head inside the gas station.
Once inside, I walk to the bathroom. At first I was confused because I saw the female gender sign but couldn't find the males. Turned out it was unisex and I just didn't pay enough attention. Then I saw the sign saying to ask for the key from the register. I tried to open it anyway, but of course it didn't open, so I turned to go ask for a key. Then the door swung open and someone started to walk out. I was like "huh, just in time," talking about him walking out as I was about to go ask for the key. He held the door open for me and I went in.
I don't know how long I stood there peeing, but it felt like a full minute. I was like "Jesus, no wonder I felt so desperate in such short amount of time." I also thought about how fun it would have been to let it run down my legs, but that's irrelevant. The walk back to the car was awkward. I felt like I was devoid of something (well, I was). I felt like I was walking awkwardly and couldn't correct myself.
My decision to go ahead and go turned out to be a good one. We got to the bank (next door to the gas station) and made the deposit. Then we went back around to the atm so my dad could withdraw money. Then we went across town to a bookstore and spent like an hour or an hour and a half before finally coming back home. My bladder was feeling normal again by the time we got to the bookstore, but I was starting to build up a different form of gas than what we got at the station. I shamelessly let it out as it was being produced, but I don't think it smelled and it wouldn't have been worth the discomfort of holding it in.
Catherine
Responses
Arianna: Thank you so much for doing my surveys and for your kind words about my posts. I look forward to hearing more from you. You are right, sometimes telling a story can take quite a bit of time! Yes, the thick firm logs are the best! Mine are thick, but soft due to my fiber intake. But I understand what you are saying about diarrhea and glad you don't get sick often! I hope to hear more from you!
Claire (from the Midwest): I think you came to the right place! When I began posting nearly 11 years ago, it was a "solid accident" that brought me here! Yes, the feeling is like you described! I hope you can connect with Shannon and Trina, who have had some solid accidents too! So, welcome! And, about your age I had a breakup that led to a breakdown. However, with support from my family, counseling and patience, life did get better. I really wish you the best! Prayers, positive energy and love your way!
Love to all!
Catherine!Catherine
A Few More Thoughts
Claire: If you read a few stories back, I did share with my husband what it was like to have an accident and he could relate. He said that it happened to him once. I have had four "solid" accidents, which I always distinguish from a mushy or diarrhea accident - those are completely different. Nevertheless, it's a sensation like none other. I think that its firmness of the poop, the strong urge to go, the relief from holding it so long, the shame that comes from knowing that I didn't make it to the toilet, and how sensitive we are down there that all contribute to this interesting experience.
I've never told my therapist. If you do, I would love to hear what he/she says!
All the best and welcome to the forum!
Love,
Catherine!
Monday, October 05, 2020
Catherine
Responses & Dennis
Kristen: Welcome! I hope you get some relief from your IBS. That's no fun :(
Claire: You sound as if you handled things well with your nephew. My husband told me that his first wife's prudish need for total privacy when pooping made him extremely curious, along with an experience of his mom having an accident when he was a child. I think men just have a natural curiosity, that in most cases, is simply innocent.
Jessica B: I'm sure that felt amazing! Always good to hear from you when you have time to stop by!
Dennis: Here ya go!
1. Do you use toilet paper or baby wipes to wipe your bottom? If applicable, do you also wipe your front with baby wipes?
2. Do you have a potty in your house? Tonight I had some diarrhea and thought it would be nice if I got a potty to put in my room so I could do my business without having to sit in the bathroom for such a long time! Has anyone else ever had this idea?
3. When in public, do you prefer the first stall, one of the middle stalls or the last stall? Or do you just prefer the family bathroom?
4. Have you ever overflowed a toilet in public or at someone else's house?
5. Are you self conscious about using the bathroom when strangers are in there?
6. What's the strangest place you've peed and or pooped?
7. Do you pee or poop at the moment you realize you need to go, or do you put it off?Arianna
Catherine's Surveys
Hi! I haven't posted in ages but it seems like Catherine's surveys have generated a lot of conversation, so I figured I should chime in and maybe tell a couple stories if this post doesn't get too long. Catherine, you're one of my favorite posters, keep it up!
I won't be answering the diarrhea survey because I rarely get stomach bugs and my guts aren't sensitive to any particular foods, so it's very rare for me to have loose stools. I also hate the feeling. Since puberty I've had thick, firm logs and that is what feels good to me. If a poop is too mushy and doesn't stretch my butthole I find it very unpleasant. On rare occasions if I get really backed up, a little while after my first dump, the rest of the backup will want out and I'll fill the toilet with a mixture of semi-firm turds and thick soft ropes. That feels really good, but it's not common. So there's my short and long answer about diarrhea.
1. Physical description of yourself: 20 years old, 5'7", 185 pounds currently, I'll say I'm quite shapely to be modest.
2. How long does it take you to pee? Could be 10 seconds, could be over a minute
3. How long does it take you to poo? 5-15 minutes. Usually twice a day, about 2 or 3 feet worth of thick turds
4. What things make you poo? Everything I guess, lol.
5. What things make you pee? Again, basically everything? I only drink water and juice, sometimes gatorade or soda. I don't like coffee so that's not a factor.
6. Do you wash your hands after you pee (always, sometimes, or never)? Usually I use hand sanitizer
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? Briefs. They're comfortable and thongs often end up being soiled from getting wedged up my buttcrack all day. Skidmarks in briefs aren't really an issue to me, but with thongs, any dirtyness at all and they're basically ruined.
1. How often do you fart? Often. Lol. I don't keep count. Probably in the dozens each day but of course it varies. I am a fart factory sometimes, but not 24/7 haha.
2. Do your farts tend to be noisy or silent? Pretty loud. They bubble between my buttcheeks and make a deep beefy sound. If anybody has a big bum or has heard many farts from a woman with a big bum, you probably know what I mean.
3. Do your farts smell? On a scale of 1-10, maybe 4 or 5 on average, but they can definitely get towards the top of the scale.
4. Have you every accidently farted out loud in a situation that it was not appropriate? In school I have of course.
5. Have you ever accidently farted a silent but deadly in a situation that was not appropriate? Same as above.
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? Let it rip! Sometimes go hang out with my sister if she's home.
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? If it's people I don't know, I'll definitely try to hold it in and apologize if I have to let some out. If it's friends or I'm alone I just let it rip. Why not?
8. Do you ever take medicine to ease gas? No, but sometimes I use a trick my sister showed me. I get on my bed, lay on my stomach, then raise up on my knees with with my butt in the air and my chest still pressed down. Then, I start to flex my stomach down towards the bed gently and it helps push the gas out. Seriously, it produces some huge beefy farts. I don't get bad cramps from my gas usually so I don't do it often but if your gas is really bothering you it will help. My sister does it just for fun because she's weird lol.
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?)My sister and I do stuff like this all the time haha. We've always been sort of tomboyish and enjoy being gross and stinky. Probably from growing up around our mom and wanting to fart and poop as much as she did. We have farted in each other's faces, we fan our farts at each other, we moon each other and blow farts, have contests to see whose farts are the loudest or smelliest, etc. Same with some of my friends. I'm glad we can all share that stuff together without feeling like freaks.
10. Do you enjoy farting? Yes.
11. Have you ever farted but blamed someone else? I have blamed my sister for some bad ones because she has the nastiest farts in the family, but we inherited our uh, traits and abilities from our mom and grandma so in hindsight I had nothing to hide and it was pointless.
12. Has farting ever made you cry or blush? blush sure, cry no.
13. Women, when peeing, do you fart? Usually.
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? Let it rip.
15. Do you fart when you poop or diarrhea? you bet lol. Usually a lot before I take a dump and then a few in between my turds.
16. Has anyone ever shamed you for farting? I've been teased at school, and ironically I've been shamed in the opposite way because my sister likes to rub it in my face when she outdoes me.
17. Have you shamed someone else for farting? Yeah, sometimes my sister tips the stink scale and I can't take it. She can breathe it like oxygen though, she must just be used to it.
18. Is there anything else that you would like to say about farting? Well, I love it and I love your posts, Catherine. This site is great and it always makes me happy knowing there's other women who have, er, robust bowel habits like I do.
I won't post any stories this time because this post is getting really long. Bye for now.Angelica (Angie)
Little brother and I peeing together
Hi my name is Angelica but my friends call me angie. I'm 15 5'6 brown hair blue eyes. I have an average body I think. this story involves my little bother Aiden which is 4 about to turn 5 in October 7th.
Anyway, the story begins like this, I was in the park taking care of aiden, he was in the playground. About 45 minutes later he comes and says, Angie Angie I have to pee! We were in the park which didn't had like this bathroom buildings, and I could see any bathrooms nearby. Aiden was about to wet his pants when suddenly I saw this porta-a-potty at the other side of the park. So me and aiden ran towards it. When we got in I locked the door, aiden pulled his pants down to his ankles (he is still 4) and started peeing, his pee lasted like 40 seconds, that's a lot keeping in mind he is still a little kid. When he finished I helped him was his hands when I suddenly feel this urge to pee. It was just my 4 year old little brother to I told him, 'aidy (that's how I call him) it's angie's turn to pee, don't open the door yet. He just said ok, so I turned around I pulled down my jeans and my panties and hovered over toilet. When I started peeing I could saw Aiden giggling, so I looked and I'm him while continuing with and I started giggling too. I asked him why was he giggling and Said to me that the way I was peeing peeing was funny. He said than mom always sit to pee (he knew more a lot more than I thought he did lol). I just explained him that just like a lot of girl I don't like to sit with my bare butt in public toilets, and specially in a ports potty because it wasn't clean. Then he just laughed and said 'oh I see' by this point I finished with my pee( it was pretty long). So I stand up wiped my front, pulled up my jeans, washed my hands, and exit the stall with aiden. He played for around half an hour more and we walked home.
I have some short questions:
Girls: have you ever peed/pooped in front of a little brother, or boy cousin?
Boys: has an older sister or female cousin gone in front of u?
That's it for today, xoxo AngieMonika B.
Pee survey
Omg I totally wet my pants today. Very embarrassing, although no one noticed. I just held it too long. When I get stressed, my bladder weakens significantly. I'm surprised though; I didn't exactly feel gross, just embarrassed.
1) Have you ever had to pee outside? Yes, when on a hike.
2) If you have, where have you peed outside before (woods, park, beach, layby, alleyway etc)? Woods
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)? Hmm it's been awhile, but I think a half squat?
4) Do you get embarrassed if you have to pee outside or don't you mind? I don't mind. In the situations where I've peed outside, everyone else was too.
5) Has a friend or member of your family ever seen you peeing outside? No
6) Has a stranger ever seen you peeing outside? Hopefully not!
7) How old were you when you first had to pee outside? Unsure, only time I remember for sure was when I was a kid and didn't want to go inside to pee. I was definitely under 10.
8) Why was it necessary for you to pee outside on this occasion? It wasn't necessary, I was just lazy lol.
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? Can't remember, probably squatted
10) How many times a day do you normally pee? An embarrassing amount. Around 8-10 times lately. I try to keep hydrated and also drink caffeine and sometimes alcohol. On my time of the month, I have to pee a LOT and leak more often (I feel like the only woman with this problem). This has increased since I've gone back to work since I pee before I leave even if I don't have to go badly (I think most people do this though).
11) Have you always peed that often or do you pee more/less often now than you have at some point in the past? About the same, I'm a wimp with a tiny bladder.
12) Roughly how long do you normally go between peeing in hours? This actually depends. While I'm at home, I'd say every 1.5 hours-2 hours, but more in the morning. I don't pee at work because of germ phobia, so on workdays I'll generally hold for close to 6 hours, which I know is nothing. Weirdly, I'm generally not desperate when I get home. And btw I work part-time. I can hold if I have a longer shift (I have held for 9 hours before), but it is more challenging.
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? Something in between; when I'm full, but not desperate yet. I leak if I'm desperate. I pee before bed and before work when I normally could wait much longer; I call those "safety pees."
14) How long are you sitting on the toilet for before you start peeing? Like a second lol
15) How long does your pee normally last for? 20-30 seconds
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? It varies a lot, but I normally don't have super long pees.
17) Does the pee come out quickly or slowly? Quickly, slow ish if I'm desperate
18) Do you ever hiss when you pee? Yes.
19) Does your pee ever trickle loudly into the toilet? Yes
20) Does your pee stop quickly or does it gradually slow to a trickle or dribble before it stops? It trickles a little
21) Do you wipe after you pee? Yes of course! Only time I don't is when I'm about to take a shower anyway.
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?It depends. If I'm on my period, I leak.
23) Do you need to cross your legs, fidget or hold yourself when you are desperate or can you hold it just fine without? Mostly just fidgeting. Holding myself doesn't really do much, but I'll do it anyway lol.
24) Do you tell people that you need to pee or do you prefer if no one knows? I don't tell anybody unless it's completely necessary.
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?) Small to medium
26) Do you/ did you pee at school or do you/did you hold it until you got home? I peed at school no problem.
27) Do you pee at work? I used to, but now I avoid it.
28) Do you pee in public toilets? Yes, if I really have to go and will be out for awhile. Now with COVID, though, I'm not sure if I'll be able to. I generally feel ok using restrooms at restaurants; I feel like they're cleaner, especially if they're only for customers.
29) Have you ever had to pee in a strange place, such as in car? What happened? No, but I was very tempted to today!
30) Can you pee standing up? I haven't really triedSammy
I don't see why so many of you people are against using public toilets to go #2. To me any toilet is great for squeezing out a huge one.Mistee
Catherine's diarrhea survey
1) How often you get get diarrhea?
3 or 4 times a year, plus sometimes as part of the flu
2) When do you decide when you a sick with D?
Sometimes it is just a churning gut ache. I get embarrassed such as just before making a presentation to my debate class, or most recently, my boss. I sweat, feel I need to get on a toilet, and if I'm away from home, I make a mental escape plan.
3) When you get an attack of D how long does it last?
Usually 1 to 1 1/2 days, a few times it only may take one unloading, and because I don't eat and drink afterwards, that may be it.
4) What was your last experience with D?
Just last week. I was downtown at the hall of justice paying for a speeding ticket (no--not due to D!) and I had to leave the line that was both hostile and slow and run downstairs to the bathroom. It was a miracle that a stall was available. I ran in, tore my underwear down, and despite a bit of a splash over the front of the seat, I prevented a disaster. A police matron in uniform was standing in front of the stall next to mine. A prisoner, probably from a courtroom upstairs, was using the toilet. She had cuffs hanging from her right hand so that her other hand would be free to wipe. The matron keep reminding her that the trial recess was ending.
5) What was my worst experience with D?
Probably back in high school during my debate presentation. I did a partial unload in my jeans but kept my cool because this demonstration was the biggest part of my grade. After about a half hour when the coaches critique was to start, I did beg permission to go to the bathroom. He understood. As I was unloading the rest of it on the toilet, my partner Stac came down and helped me clean myself.
6) How I experience D; how I prefer to experience D?
I would prefer to be home alone. Unfortunately that has only happened for a few of the times.
7) Have you ever had D in a public restroom?
Yes, see 4 and 5.
8) Have you ever had an accident with D?
See above.
9) Do you ever wear disposable undergarments with D?
Don't know if this counts but if I mess up my underwear when I'm out in public, I just check them in the bathroom trash can. But on a couple of occasions at school and with some snide comments from immature classmates, I've just thrown them into the toilet, and then sat and cried a bit before I've gotten off the toilet and returned to class.
10) Do you go to school or work with D?
Today the answer is yes. But when I was young and in 2nd or 3rd grade if I got D the previous night or early in the morning, mom would make me stay home until about noon until she was convinced I was thoroughly cleaned out. Since I was about 12 or so, it seemed that D would just come over me rather quickly at school. I will go to work with it now as an adult because my work just piles up and I may have to go in on the weekend. An extra break for the bathroom isn't as threatening to me now as it was back then.
11) I don't know for sure. Years ago mom thought it would be something I ate (or ate too much of) such as BBQ or ethnic food. I remember my pediatrician asking me about constipation and whether I might be trying to hold my crap in while I was away from home. He talked about some kind of infection, but I don't remember.
12) Have you ever had D while looking very attractive or does it come over you when you haven't fixed your hair and makeup?
I had a bout a half hour before my graduation ceremony started. Two sits on the toilet at the civic center while I was in high heels and robe was a challenge. In college, my then-boyfriend Seth and I were boating on 4th of July weekend when a bout came over me. I took an emergency dump sitting over the side of the boat. It only took about 15 seconds and with so many people in other boats partying, no one could hear my blast or see what was happening. I used half of Seth's towel roll for wiping.
13) Has D ever embarrassed or humiliated me?
Not since I matured and left middle school. The immature boys back then were horrible. A couple would make fart noises with their hands cupped and point to me. One even beat me to the signup sheet and restroom pass in the library because he could see I wasn't feeling well. Then when I came to school late the next morning he asked in front of his friends if I had filled the toilet up all the way while at home.Catherine
Dennis" Survey
Dennis, something happened and my last post submitted before I was ready. So, here's your survey (take two!)
1. Do you use toilet paper or baby wipes to wipe your bottom? If applicable, do you also wipe your front with baby wipes? I keep toilet paper and some wet wipes in my purse at all times. I have a Washlet on my toilet at home, but I still keep my trust Charmin Ultra Soft by my side!
2. Do you have a potty in your house? Well, my little boy has one! No, we use the toilet.
3. When in public, do you prefer the first stall, one of the middle stalls or the last stall? Or do you just prefer the family bathroom? I prefer the family bathroom and the one at work is a one-seater. When in public I try not to use the handicap stall unless it is the last one available. I will use whichever is available.
4. Have you ever overflowed a toilet in public or at someone else's house? Overflowed, no. Clogged, yes.
5. Are you self conscious about using the bathroom when strangers are in there? I'm actually more self-conscious of using it with people I know. Strangers, I mean, when will we ever see them again?
6. What's the strangest place you've peed and or pooped? Gas stations, probably
7. Do you pee or poop at the moment you realize you need to go, or do you put it off? It depends on the situation. I do like the urge to build.
I hope everyone else is dooing well!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Amy
So I work at a daycare center during the week and today I was late for work because there was a massive traffic jam and my boss was super mad at me. Well it turns out that would affect me later in the day. I called my boss and asked for a bathroom break because I was feeling my liquids catch up to me and she said no because I was late. I called again 30 minutes later cause I really had to go and she told me I could go on my little kid toilet in my classroom at nap time which wasn't for another hour. I ended up putting all the kids to bed a half hour early but the last one wouldn't fall asleep. Finally after a second bedtime story he fell asleep and I rushed to the little toilet. To make matters worse there is only a curtain to divide the toilet and my classroom. I pulled the curtain shut and sat down on the tiny toddler toilet. I peed and it felt so good I've never had to pee so bad in my life. I quickly wiped and pulled my pants up so no kids would walk in on me. Let me tell ya that little toilet felt so far to the ground I barely fit on it. Hopefully tomorrow she lets me go and hopefully no traffic jams.Anna from Austria
Heavy parfume usage and pooping
Normally I do not use that much parfume at work. i Always found the ladies weird that use that much parfume that they "stink" up their whole surroundings with it.
Last week I was careless and used to much parfume so I became one of These "stinkers". Luckily I was almost alone at the Office, due to Covid 19 only few People work at the Office, so i did not bother anybody with the parfume smell.
During lunch break I had to go number 2 and went to the ladies room. Luckily the ladies room was empty. I took one stall, locked the door, pulled down my pants and panties and sat down. As soon I was seeated I did a rather load airy fart. Then i started to pee quite forcefully. During the pee I did another brrt type fart and a big log splashed into the toilet, some more brrt type fart and another smaller log went into the toilet bowel. Then I was done. I cleaned myself, flushed the toilet, washed my Hands and left.
Now to the unsual part. The smell of my heavy parfume usage an the stench of my poo created a horrible smell. It was really unpleasant.
I was really glad that I was alone the whole time.
That's my Story for today.
Greetings from Austria
Anna
Claire
Pooped Myself
Hi! I'm Claire, and I live in a smallish town in the Midwestern United States. This is my first time posting here, I found this place after a bit of Googling and not sure if this is even the right place for this. If it isn't, let me know and I will stop. I'm turning 31 next month, and I'm average height and weight for my age (so my doctor says). I am single, living alone after a long term relationship I was in broke down a couple of years ago.
For the past couple of years I've been in therapy, some stuff from my previous relationship and childhood which I won't go into here. I have anxiety, OCD, and am anal-retentive. From an early age I had issues with the bathroom. I would wait too long, and inevitably end up peeing and pooping myself. My mom would scold me for this which only made the problem worse. Eventually I became ashamed of going to the bathroom, especially in public. When I got to be of school age I would avoid going to the bathroom (especially number two) at any cost. Fast forward many years later, and I still am not able to have BMs in public places. To me, public bathrooms are disgusting, awkward, not well maintained. It's especially off putting when there are other women in there at the same time. It's taken some training and practice but I've been able to go without them. I go at work only when absolutely necessary.
That has led to some close calls over the years, and because of how long I wait between BMs, they tend to be quite large. I have clogged the toilet on more occasions than I'd care to admit. I struggle frequently with constipation, and usually have a BM once every 4 - 6 days (sometimes longer, in extreme circumstances).
This past week has been pretty hard, with work stress and other things that are causing me to lose sleep at night. I've been quite constipated. I had the urge to use the toilet a few times in the last couple of days, but by the time I've made it home from work, nothing has happened.
On Monday, something that hasn't happened in many years happened. I was nearing the end of my day at work, and I usually take the bus home to my apartment, which takes about 15 minutes or so plus another 10 minutes from the bus stop to my building. I was sitting on the bus scrolling through Facebook and out of nowhere, my body decided that now was the time.
I clenched in an attempt to keep it all in me and got the sweats I was feeling so urgent. I was sitting near the back of the bus, and thankfully the number of people started to thin out so I thought I should move to the back in case something happened. In the process of quickly getting up and sitting back down I was horrified to discover that I was now sitting on a hard mass of poop that had come out of me. It felt like I was sitting on a rock that was stuck inside me. I basically sat there frozen without moving a muscle until my stop came, and then made my way as quickly as possible outside the bus. The force of going down the stairs caused a bit more to come out into my panties, but the discomfort was getting even more intense.
The feeling of this rock hard poop holding me open was very uncomfortable and I began walking quickly down the street. I could feel it move a bit more into my panties which were actually stopping it from moving now. I live in a residential area, just houses and apartments with no parks or stores or anything on my way back to my place, so I couldn't hide in an alley or behind some bushes.
Finally I reached the point where I couldn't hold on any longer and wanted to be rid of it so I just let go and did the rest of it right there. I was wearing a black skirt and was hoping that if someone were to look, that they wouldn't see anything. I pulled my phone out of my purse while I was standing there and pretended to scroll through my texts in case anyone wondered why I was just standing there. Pooping standing up, into my underwear was definitely not a sensation I was used to, and could feel it bulging up between my legs and spreading across my butt. It felt so weird. After a minute or so I had pooped enough that the discomfort mostly passed and decided I should make my way home quickly.
I walked awkwardly the rest of the way home, trying hard not to waddle and walk normally. It was then that I realized just how much I'd pooped as it was sagging and I would have to pull up the waistband every so often so it wouldn't spill onto the sidewalk. That would have been a disaster.
After my brisk walk home, I got in the door and went straight to the bathroom. I was wrong about the bulge in the back not being noticeable, it definitely was, pushing the seat of my skirt out visibly. I carefully undid the side zipper and carefully pulled my skirt down, revealing the damage I'd done and let me tell you it was not a pretty sight. The seat of my panties were completely filled with poop, front to back. It was a strange sight, but also exhilarating in a strange way. Like I'd done something bad but not gotten caught. What I did next surprised me, in hindsight. Instead of finishing the rest of my BM in the toilet, I bore down and pushed whatever was left in me into my panties. If I had to explain it rationally, I couldn't. I just did it and once it was done I felt ashamed and embarrassed yet... excited. My heart was pounding like a drum. After I was done I emptied my panties in the toilet, used a plunger to break up the ball of poop, and then flushed it. The soiled panties are still in my bathroom garbage can.
It was the first time something like this has happened to me in as long as I can remember. The strange thing is I kind of liked it in some way. The feeling of having that big ball of poop in my panties felt nice but I felt so ashamed doing it at the same time. Plus there was the smell, which I didn't like at all, and the cleanup took ages. I didn't feel clean again until after I'd showered off. I guess that's why I'm here is to see if any others are like me and have done anything like this. I mean, I'm a grown woman and we aren't supposed to do things like this, let alone get enjoyment out of it. I've thought about mentioning it to my therapist but I'm not sure I can, it's way too embarrassing. Since Monday I've thought about it a lot and maybe one of these days I'll try it again- if I can work up the courage.