Miss E
Bus trip in South America
Some years back I went for a very long bus trip in the mountains of South America. Luckily the speed was quite low and nobody got car sick even though we were about 40 passengers. The problem then was that the driver did not plan for any stops by himself. We started the trip at 6 am. At about 11 am we at last made a stop at a scenic point. The last few hours before stopping I had felt an increasing need not only to pee but also to poop. When the stop was announced I quickly took some paper napkins from my back pack and put in my pocket, being ready to sprint off into the terrain to get things done. At the parking lot there were several cars and two other buses. I did not consider that at all, because the need was urgent and I more or less ran down along the road and went down a slope. Behind some stones I pulled down my shorts and squatted. Just as I was about to wipe after leaving the load I realized that I had been observed by a man walking on a path at the opposite side of the slope. He smiled and waved to me, and I waved back being quite embarrassed. Well, I thought, he do not know me so why bother. Just as I had this thought I observed a man coming up just below me. Obviously he did not spot me. He also was in a huge urge, because he pulled down his trousers and squatted so that I was able to see him from behind when he was doing his deed. I managed to get away without being observed. That was nice because he was from our group. That would have been a really embarrassing situation. On my way back to the bus I also, on distance, observed two other from our bus squatting to take care of their needs. Until now this is my only outdoor poop, but I have peed outdoor several times. Some hours later we made another break. Then I only peed without being spotted. But then I also saw some other going to toilet outside. Later I told my mother about the incidents. She then told that when she went for a hike in South America some years back she also had to go to toilet outside several times and that she also had been spotted when answering the call of nature. I guess it is quite common when travelling this way?Bianca
Past Shits
Hi everyone. Yesterday's poops were quick, and I had gas. I even went to the toilet just because I thought I had to go. I knew it was going to be like diarrhea that afternoon while the urge came on in the dollar store, because I got that `fart you shouldn't trust" feeling. I just passed gas a lot during those times I had the false urges, and some of it was squeaky. One of these gas episodes occurred after enjoying my new parrot documentary. Btw, it's a new favorite! Just like with bad pooping experiences, I can now move on with the other DVD loss behind me and not miss it anymore just like I can now not let my past accident trauma hurt me. Parrots can be loud enough to cause hearing loss, and this makes me glad not a toilet ever gets noisy to the point of doing this. Once a short while ago (maybe about 3 weeks), I pooped with one of my masks on in public. It was chunky, and moderately smelly. I was happy to poop that day in the middle stall, because I used my favorite style of toilet. Fast flushers are great. Who else loves them? Bye.Catherine
Responses and Brief story
Victoria B: First, I think your relationship with Robyn is so beautiful! Love, prayers and best wishes as you both explore these feelings and as your bond grows! I love the description of the sign! Second, thank you for your affirmations of the slight feelings of arousal. I think when I'm having a large Bowel Movement that accompanies a significant bit of pressure, the feelings are there. I've told Alan about it and he seems to think it's normal. He experiences slight arousal too. Just an interesting experience.
Claire from the Midwest: I would love to hear more from you on the experience, as well as others on this forum, at least in terms that keep with the spirit of this forum!
Postman: Thank you! Glad to hear from you!
Trina: Hi there, fellow SPAS! If we all could have a friend like Mary when we are in a situation like that. I'm glad that she kept your secret and that you could leave and change clothes at home. It's amazing, that "tingly" feeling...when people ask why I don't want to have an accident on purpose, it's because I would still be in control of my bowels. The thing about a solid accident, a real accident, is that there's that feeling of total loss of control that hits for a split second telling you that time's up. I'm glad that you were not any further embarrassed. I love hearing from you!
Lastly, as I've shared before, I sold the business of our Pharmacy, Gift Shop and Restaurant to our town's mayor, who I referred to as Jill on the forum. Jill is a very curvy, athletic woman who competed in beauty pageants in her teens and early 20's, but allowed herself to gain weight as she aged. She told me that she dieted so much that she was just going to eat what she wanted and exercise. So, she's 5'11 and weighs over 200lbs, but has a beautiful plus-size figure. Several years ago I wrote about her conversation with me regarding her constipation. Recently she asked me about Aloe and I told her that it was good for digestion, regularity, metabolism and everything. Well, she's been taking it for a month now and the other day she began to describe her newfound amazing bowel movements. They sound a lot like mine! I congratulated her on her newfound health and told her to keep up the good work. She has been so great to work with. She lets me handle the pharmacy the way I think it should be run and stocked, while she does the rest, all while paying me more than I'm worth. I'm grateful!
Love to all!
Catherine!Sherryl
Reply to Marie
So for my own part when i have babysat my nieces i let them pee and poop wherever they had to go. My one niece would like to go pee in her bathroom sink and poop in her toy box but was very good about making sure to clean it up and flush it down the toilet. My other niece who was a little older absolutely loved going potty outside with "auntie Sherryl" so whenever she had to go she would say she needed to go potty and I would go with her and would go pick a spot outside to pee or poop. Sometimes I joined her in going.
Mistee
Response to Celine
Celine:
I enjoyed your story about farting in public places, especially doing things like lifting your ass off the seat so your fart(s) would get more attention. You said you were 17 and back in the school world (I'm graduated and working full time now) I did that attention fart too. If it was between classes girls would be peaking in on me or pounding on the door with some sort of slur "I'm going to shit myself and you're the reason, *****! As I sat, I also did a lot of moving and spreading my legs around to buy me shitting time, sometimes even when I was peeing but too nervous to get much of a stream going. By my sophomore year many more toilets had had their privacy door taken off. My mom gave me the idea of having toilet paper in each hand as I sat. Also, I did some up and down sits to make it look like I was in pain and dropping the big one. That also bought me some more time.Audrey
CELINE :Why did you get to pee in Jessica's sink?
Marie
To Flynn
I'm sorry your mom got rid of your training potty. I'm big fan of training potties. I have a 3 in 1 training potty. Which is great because it's a potty, potty seat and stool. I think you should get one of those for your next one because potty seats make anything a training potty.
- Marie
Audrey
Also, I'm going camping again. I'll be in a tarp tent with no actual floor, so I considering peeing and pooping on the ground in there. Does anyone have any suggestions for fun stuff I can try? Marie and Andrea always have, but I'd be delighted to hear more!
Simmee
Survey on current peeing and pooping
I find so many of the stories of what's happened to people in the past to be quite interesting. I'm still in high school and have contributed some too. So I have another story below, plus a survey that is more current.
The Story:
I think I was about 8. My dance teacher was Tia. She was a high school junior or senior. Since I admired Tia and how talented she was, my parents hired her to watch me one weekend while they were out of town. So on Saturday afternoon we rode our bikes over to the park because there was a lot to do there. While she was getting our lunch at the concessions pavilion, her boyfriend Tyler drove up and parked. He was playing on the football team. I was walking toward Tia while the food was being prepared and knew that I was getting close to a pee. Tyler called out Tia's name, yelled out "Think fast" and threw his football, full speed, at her when she turned. It caught her right below the belly button. She had sweats on so there was no belt to absorb the hit. She fell to the concrete and as she did the ball bounced over to me and hit me in the side of my ribs. That caused me to partly piss my pants. I was wearing pink shorts so it was obvious, but I was more concerned about Tia. Tyler carried her over to picnic table where he laid her down and apologized to her continuously as she cried continuously and called him a few foul names. He said something about faking it and it slipped from his hand. After both of us calmed down Tia walked me to the bathroom in the basement of the building. There was only one toilet so we had to share it. She pulled her jeans down and took her seat. She used toilet paper to pull out two pieces of soft crap from her underwear. Then she dropped them between her legs and into the toilet. Her white underwear was badly soiled. She did some more wiping of herself and got mad again about what a mess had been made. Then she got up and had me take what was now a very warm seat. She wiped me and said we'd wash our clothing when we got back home. Then we went back outside and had our lunch on a wooden park bench. Both of us were still hurting a bit, but Tyler had taken off.
A new survey:
1. The last time you peed in public and where?
Sunday afternoon at Wal-Mart. Twice.
2. The last time you pooped in public and where?
Sunday morning at a craft fair I attended with my mom.
3. Was anyone around when you peed?
Yes. All the toilets were taken and there was a line.
4. Was anyone around when you pooped?
This was at a school gym. A big bathroom but I was the only one using it. Kind of eerie.
5. When peeing, how far do you pull your clothing down?
Knees.
6. When pooping, how far do you pull your pants down?
Mid leg. But since I poop away from home so much, and I wear a lot of loose-fitting dresses, it doesn't matter, even when there's no privacy door. And I'm finding there's more of those.
Audrey
Skye: I loved the story about putting soap in your shithole for constipation! I have to Try that!
On punishments: My parents haven't punished me, but my aunt has. One time when I was out in public with her, I peed myself, and made a bit of a scene. I was nine or ten, which was deemed too old for this, so when we got home, she spanked me fifteen times with a wooden spoon. My parents thought that this was a good lesson for me, but they told her not to do it again. The best part was that on whack number 5, I pooped just to spite her. Big mistake. She kept up, and the poo got smeared across my but. I had to clean it off with my hands.
To replies: My mom just to me to squat, pee ran down my legs into my shoes.
Flynn:How much did you pee or poo in your potty each time, what did the potty look like, his big was it? How long did you leave it?
I hope you get a new potty soon and have fun with it! Keep us updated!
1. When you are alone do you leave the bathroom door open when you are on the toilet?
Yes
2. Do you leave the bathroom door open when you are on the toilet if your family, SO(Significant Other), roommate is around?
Yes
3. If you are a noisy pooper such as loud farts, grunting. etc. do you try being quiet when you have company?
I'm try to keep quiet
4. Are you ok if your children, SO, roommate walk in while you are on the toilet?
Of course
5. Are you ok walking in to use the toilet while your children, SO, roommate is in there for another reason?
Yes
6. Are you comfortable using a public toilet if someone is in the stall next to you?
Very.
7. How often do you get so constipated that you need an enema?
Once a year, maybe
8. Do you use a squatty potty when pooping?
No, but I do squat on the seat.
9. When was the first time you realized you were fascinated with pooping?
When I was a little kid, and some of my friends and I built a toilet to do a pooping contest.
10. What started that fascination?
One kid, Jack, was clearly fascinated, and we dug a hole on the playground, and us and a few friends all peed and pooped in it.
11. Do you listen to hear you SO on the toilet?
Yes
12. Do you always wipe until you are completely clean? Not always.
13. How often in the course of a month do you leave skid marks in your underwear, panties, thong, etc.?
I don't always wear underwear, but I'd say a few days, especially when I'm camping, as I usually don't wipe my shit then, I'll wipe the pussy and then rinse my hand with a water bottle though.
14. Do you fart when you pee? Fairly often
15. Have you ever had a poop get stuck half way out and needed help getting it the rest of the way out? Yep. One time a lay down on the floor, lotion up a hand, and disimpacted.
Christina and Lindsay: I loved your story, poo and enema revenge are some of my favorites. I wish I was that brave! It was so hot how you wiped Lindsay. Was the poo liquids or were they turds or mush? Also, did Lindsay pee at all? I hope you keep having fun with pop and enemas, keep us updated! ;)
Claire from the Midwest:I also get aroused a bit when I poop sometimes.
Ashley: Keep it up! Love up you too!
1. Do you reach between your legs and wipe from back to front?
Yes
2. Do you lean to one side, reach around behind you and wipe from front to back?
If I pooped softly.
3. Which hand do you use? Left
Marie: I'm so happy you're still around, how goes the unorthodox pottying?
I sadly wasn't lucky enough to have that potty training method.
Potty optional:what were the circumstances where this was being done? Did the girls pee at all? Did anyone else poop?
Icy
Question for the girls
Quick question I've been curious about. Do you have any notable instances of your boyfriend or Ex or husband having a poop accident? Just wondering how common that is!
Skye
Like a week ago, I was in a lot of belly ache, so I went to the bathroom and had a wave of diarrhea. Latter that night, I had buffalo wings for dinner, and I was lurking social media, when I felt pure liquid scaping my bum and getting through my cheeks. It was little, but enough to make me worry. Like the lazy little fox I am, I Ignored it, just for like 15 minutes later feeling a lot of chunky diarrhea scaping and filling my underwear.
Since that day, I've been having cramps after each meal (someting that I enjoy a lot, btw), but I've been constipaded too! I tried an enema, but it just gave me more cramps. And well, yesterday I was hungry, but I didn't wanted to cook something, so I searched for something in the kitchen, and I found a jelly powder. I opened it and started eating it. Later, I cooked pork with bbq, super delicious. Well, later I started having an headache, so I went to sleep. I woke up with a ???? ache, but I went to take a shower. In the bathroom I felt incredible desperate and I sat in the bowl and had two waves of chunky diarrhea.
And I started thinking "why I have diarrhea?". I'm not 100% sure, but I think it was the jelly powder. My mother always told me not to eat it, and something 'bout stomach ache, so I think that yes.
Today I had more diarrhea, but I made it to the bathroom.
Lots of love
-Skye
Wednesday, November 18, 2020
Postman
Haven't posted in like forever. Glad to see this site is still up and running. I'm still pooping everyday, like clockwork, after my morning coffee. Catherine, glad to see you're still here. Keep posting those good poop stories, everybody!
Potty Optional
Marie, Most of what I've seen from children I have had to watch is boys that pee in a corner on carpet. It usually dried and didn't need much cleanup. One girl liked to poop in a trash can. that was the perfect size and shape for her to sit on. her poops were pretty soft usually but almost odorless, so lining the can with a grocery bag made the cleanup easy.
Celine
to Tom W
I did squat that day. I had never peed outside, nor had I see anyone else do it-I was pretty nervous. What I tried to do was simply assume the same posture I would have had sitting on a toilet, so it was more of a half squat, really. It took me a moment to get over my initial apprehension, the fear of exposure. I did get a little on my shoes, because my stream hit the ground with such force. When I was 13, I had held it the last couple hours at school because the toilets in the girls bathroom had overflowed-probably some plumbing problem-and while I was pretty desperate on the way home, I had really good self control and was confident I'd make it... until I got to my door, and realized I had forgotten my house keys when I left that morning. Both my parents were still at work, and my younger sister wasn't home yet. I attempted to find a place to pee, but finally lost it and completely wet myself. It does feel good to pee, after holding it for so long. A few times, I've tested myself to see how long I could wait before peeing. My longest was around five hours, and the relief was just overwhelming. I felt chills.End Stall Em
NO potty where you please!
This just happened recently. I had almost a full day of college classes, including a hard literature test and I had to drive down to city hall and pay a parking ticket that was overdue. My gut felt that I could halfway crap, but I knew I wouldn't be when I saw the bathroom light on. When I walked in to get a couple of fast items,including aspirin, since I felt a headache coming on, there was Spencer sitting on the toilet crapping. Under him was the usual strip of toilet paper he put over the seat. I remember the first time I saw him do that probably was over 10 years ago at my parents house. I knew we were down to our last roll and I knew I was going to have to hold my needs in until I got down to city hall. I didn't want to have another fight over his tp wastage so I dressed and made the 45 minute drive downtown in traffic.
Parking was a problem. I had to walk 3 blocks so when I was wanded by security, I was more desperate for a bathroom. I hurried to the bathroom I remembered last time I was there and it was open. But the middle stall was closed off with a garbage bag. The stool to the left was taken and straight ahead of me was a little boy about 4 or 5. His sweats were down and just had turned to me with some urine splashing.
His mom called him over to her several times. His name was Oliver, but he stared at me and then ran over to her when she got angrier as she called him. I headed to the toilet, tore my jeans and thong down, and was popping my crap out. Luckily I had avoided an accident and saved some valuable time. Or so I thought. I was somewhat overlooking that I was sitting in someone else's pee, obviously Oliver's, but I was still mad and in a hurry. Then I reached for the tp. There was none. Thanks again, Spence, I was thinking.
I must have waited another another five minutes before Oliver badgered his mother to leave. She flushed and they both left without washing their hands. I waddled over there, took the warm seat, and did my wiping. I flushed that toilet and then back to mine where I flushed it. Then I used the sink. The hot water was my only positive at that point. While I stood 10 back in the line at the cashier window, I couldn't help but wondering why my morning crap has become more problematic that it needs to be. Valuable tp is being wasted and a boy lifting a toilet seat before pissing is so hard. Oh, on the way home I purchased two 16 roll packs of tp.
Victoria B
Responses and life update
Hey!
A few quick replies and then some news!
To Claire from the Midwest and Catherine: Thank you for being honest and opening up this space to talk about this because I also sometimes feel those twinges of arousal during a BM. It was something that Robyn first noticed but more about her and us later!
To Mina: I'm so sorry I gave you a nightmare! That wasn't my intention at all. Nowadays there's plenty of playful smacks, pats, rubs and squeezes between Robyn and I but that's much different from getting your pants and panties taken down and being bent over a parent's lap for a full spanking. What were Kazuko's like if she's comfortable talking about them? So happy you're back!
Over the past few months Robyn and I have grown more and more closer. One day she admitted to me that she had feelings for me-both kinds of feelings-and I realized in that moment that I did for her as well. We're together and she's now officially my partner! To celebrate our relationship I got her a gift that I knew she'd appreciate. It's a sign for her bathroom! It has a picture of a toilet with the lid up and seat down and next to it is script that says "Hello sweet cheeks" She loved the sign and it's now hanging up in her bathroom, right above the toilet!
Love,
Victoria!
Trina
Back with another story
Shout out to my SPAS sisters! Ha. I love it.
I have a little free time today to check in and share my next story. I guess I'm just going chronologically so the next accident I remember after wetting myself in the store in college came a few years later. This was also an embarrassing one.
I was in my mid 20s and working for a large company in a big office building. My first real job after college and had been there about two years. My boss was an old school older man who ran a pretty tight ship. We had a big project with tight deadlines and a big presentation due this particular day. It was a Wednesday - I remember because I had seen it circled everyday on my little cubicle wall calendar for months. The day finally came after many long hours and late afternoons from many of us, and some early mornings. As such, my normal routines were all thrown off, including my bathroom schedule. On top of that, we had so many last minute things to do there was no time to take a break that morning. The meeting was set for 11 am and I had to help put together all the final packets due to a late change that required reprinting a few pages and replacing those in the packets that had already been finished the day before.
I had been holding back a big poop all morning and hadn't gone the day before with everything being so crazy. A few times I could feel it "knocking at the door" and had to squeeze or shift in my chair or cross my legs while waiting at the printer. Less than 15 minutes before the meeting, I was helping swap out pages in a conference room with a female co-worker named Mary who was a few years older than me. We were friendly but not exactly friends. You know how it is. I couldn't stand still by that point and was close to my limit both ways. I kept wiggling and shifting back and forth or crossing my legs while we swapped out papers and restacked binders. Mary asked if I was ok and I said, "Yeah, I just haven't had a break all morning." She said , "That sucks. Do you want to go now? I can probably wrap these up." I shook my head and said we couldn't take that risk since the boss wanted everything in the other meeting room in five minutes. So we kept working as quick as we could and I kept wiggling.
A minute or two later I lost a small spurt of pee into my panties. I looked at the clock - 10:52 am. I remember it clearly. I clenched hard and must have made a noise or something because Mary said, "Seriously, there's like two binders left. I can finish these. Don't just stand there and wet yourself, go!" I smiled and nodded, "Thanks! I owe you one!" I quickly shuffled out of the room clenching everything as best I could and down the hall to the ladies room, turtle heading the whole way, fingers pressed hard against my pee hole in front not caring if anyone was me because it was the only way I could keep more from escaping.
I made it the ladies room and halfway to the stalls when my body gave that tingly feeling that time was up. I could see my face in the mirrors over the sinks to my right and just stared at myself as the giant, firm poo quickly filled the seat of my panties, crackling and spreading for multiple seconds, followed by a flood of pee down my legs, splashing onto the tile floor and my heels. I just stood there in shock that this could happen (again) at my age of 25. And at work, no less. I was wearing a black skirt so nothing was really visible much, though some of the pee did get to the skirt in back near the bottom from being squatted slightly.
I waddled into the large handicap stall at the end - the others we thankfully empty - and tried to start cleaning up. I had carefully unzipped and removed my skirt and hung it on the door hook when I heard the main bathroom door open. Then Mary's voice, kind of under her breath - "Oh, damn. Trina? You in here?" "Yes," I answered, standing there still in my full panties, pee on my legs. "You ok?" she asked. I said, "I've been better..." "I can see that," Mary replied, then asked, "Can I help somehow?" I said, "No, I just need to clean up." Mary said, "It's ok. It happens. I'll run interference for you."
Then I heard her pulling a bunch of paper towels out of the dispenser by the sinks while I was trying to carefully step out of my full panties without getting any of the mess on my legs. I called out, "You don't have to do that, I'll get it!" She said, "I've got two kids, it isn't the first time I've had to clean pee off the floor, theirs or mine. Talk to me after you've popped out a couple of kids. Trust me, I have no room to judge!"
So she wiped up the floor for me while I cleaned up. My panties were more of a mess than I wanted to deal with so I stuffed them down deep in the garbage and went commando. After we washed our hands I left my stall, head down, embarrassed, but Mary said, "Don't worry about it. Nobody else knows, and I won't tell. It will be our little secret." I thanked her and she convinced me to take an early lunch and go home and she'd cover and say I wasn't feeling well, so I did. I guess Mary and I were a little more friends after that until I left the company about a year later.
Trina
Bianca
I'm Back
Today was a prune juice induced waterfall of poop for me. I did this nearly 4 times, and the strongest urge was in the morning. I literally opened up back there the moment I sat down. Again, I had a bummer of a week, but it seems the prune juice cleared my poop hole this time. My elevator documentary DVD got lost, and I cried a bit in the bathroom reflecting on how much I loved it while doing a pee. Although I enjoyed it greatly, I've now decided that it isn't a big hit as far as immediately wanting it back is concerned. While listening to it on Tuesday of this week (the last day I had it), I imagined that the trapped guy had a strong pee stream when the narator said the part about him peeing down the shaft. On the teenage sitcom Sam And Cat, they watched Toilet Wars. It was a show about some guys getting a toilet installed as soon as possible. My replacement for my lost documentary will either be Princess Bride, or a parrot film I'll be getting. Although I'm sure I'll remember the elevator documentary from time to time for a while, shit happens. Shit not only happens in a toilet, but in life as well. Bye.Jennifer
Good job Josh!
Impressive effort by Josh to manage to pass that monster, haha. He seems to open and easy. I think he even enjoys getting your help when he's constipated.
My sister is a bit more "outspoken" than me. Me and my boyfriend Wyatt was at her place for dinner and after had some wine and played "Cards against humanity". Very funny! I don't remember the card combination, but my sister started talking about having to go when your traveling and people could hear and so on, and how difficult it could be to poop. She was laughing and the more she talked the more embarrassed Wyatt looked. He was smiling uncomfortably and tried to laugh along. I thought it was funny. Anyway, this morning I think everything came out alright for him at last, perhaps it was all that wine that helped things along. Good way to relax his mind. Sometimes I think when he's stressed and thinks to much about stuff and gets tense he also gets constipated.
Hope Josh feels better now and that he can have some softer bowel movements now so his behind get a chance to heal up.Thunder
Idyllic Public Toilets. Continued
My toilets are set in a park on the edge of a delightful bay. There are three unisex toilets each commanding a lovely view . Due to social norms one must close the door and not enjoy the view . I often call in for a sit on the way to work and at other times . Mostly I do not poo at home before I leave due to insufficient urge . Anyway when I go in I take the middle toilet and immediately have a wee . Unless I have the urge my poo comes later . I wee then check my phone and then some breathing relaxing exercises. I relax my lower body and even though I have just weed a few minutes ago I start drip drip dripping and then relax further and another flow of urine . At this stage the poo has come down my colon and the pushing and grunting begins and often a most satisfying BM is achieved ,A. Davis
I um embarrassed myself today. I was cooking breakfast and had called my daughter to the kitchen to get something for me. My stomach was hurting and I thought it was just gas. While standing close to stove and with my back towards the entrance to the kitchen, I let out the wettest grossest diarrhea fart ever. Except you know it wasn't just a fart. I shit myself. I turn around to see my daughter standing there with a mix of shock and amusement. I couldn't say anything because I had to poop some more and I rushed out of the kitchen but I loudly shit myself again in the living room right in front of my husband. I has to throw out my panties and pants. They will never let me live this down
Kristen R.
Punishment?
The question was posed whether anyone was ever punished by their parents for having an accident. Well, I can honestly say that that never happened to me -- that is, punished by my PARENTS. But that's not to say I was never punished for an accident. I was actually punished one time at school by my band teacher.
I was actually in HIGH SCHOOL at the time and I wet my pants on the bus coming back from a football game. I didn't go at the game because the bathroom there was really gross and especially because it didn't have any privacy doors on the individual stalls. In one sense I was lucky in that I didn't have an even worse kind of accident, because I was holding it in the other way as well. But fortunately, I did managed to hold that until we got back to our school and I was able to use the girls' room there. But as for wetting my pants, it was kind of bad. I mean, it wasn't like it was rolling down the aisle of the bus or anything like that, but I was completely soaked from the waist down and there was indeed a bit of a puddle on the floor right where was as sitting.
As for my punishment, the band teacher gave me 3 days detention -- 45 minutes each day. I guess it wasn't so bad in the he just made me sit there and let me do my homework. So really it was just doing some of my homework at school rather than doing it home. Still, it was kind of embarrassing to be sitting there like that and everyone knowing, of course, what I was being punished for. The whole thing was just really embarrassing more than anything else and the other kids teased me for a while about it. But it really wasn't too bad -- mostly just kidding around sort of stuff -- and eventually, it all died down.
Sunday, November 15, 2020
Ronette
Idyllic public toilets
I like Thunder's idyllic public toilet routine. I started to fall into such as routine. I think it was because of my friend Sunshine, who lived with her mom in an apartment across the street from our house. Both me and Sunshine were in the 5th grade in the same class, she sat in front of me, and we started doing a lot of things together. Her mom was a barmaid who worked nights so she stayed over at my house once or twice a week. Mom allowed the two of us to go to the public park a couple blocks away, as long as we stayed together. We enjoyed using the rec. equipment over there and sometimes we just laid out over this large wooden picnic table, looked at the sky, talked and imagined things. Unfortunately, when a couple of bullying boys from our class would ride up on their bikes and interrupt us, Sunshine came up with a good idea. We simply got up and walked over to the toilet building. Our parents probably wouldn't have approved of the situation, but there were 4 toilets right out in the open with no privacy whatsoever. There was a washbasin and a couple of holes in the wall next to it where others had been. Sunshine said someone probably needed them at home. She and I would take the middle two toilets--me on the left and her on the right. We almost always could pee some, but we would sit and talk for a half hour or more. What we found most interesting was when we heard footsteps going into the guys bathroom which was separated by a thick brick wall right behind us. So we would sit quietly and hear these guys stand at the urinals a foot behind us and say horrible things about others, athletic teams, and some sexual stuff which at 9 or 10 we didn't fully understand. One of the guys was talking about having given one of his friends a prostitute as a birthday present. There was a lot of swear words too. It was amazing a few times when we would hear the toilet seat dropped, a butt instantly drop onto it, and then splashes and gas that sometimes would go on for 30 seconds or so. Last year I was telling my boyfriend about some of this because unlike me, he's so shy. He said some of what Sunshine and I heard was work crews on break, because there were no gas stations or stores near where they were working.
Catherine
To Long John Silver - Composting Toilet
Hi! I'm really interested in this. In my online searches for all things "poop-related" I've come across little about composting. What is it used for? How does it work? Thank you for any information that you can provide!
Catherine!SquatSpotter
peed myself waiting to pee in a cup
So earlier today I went to take a drug test, drank plenty of water maybe a little too much since I have a small and weak bladder. I told the lady at the front desk I'm not too good at holding it so they got me back pretty fast, gave me the cup and showed me to the bathroom. At that time I felt like I could go but as soon as I tried to fill the cup, nothing would come out, so I told the lady and she showed me a place to sit and gave me some water. I drank two of the small bottles and the pressure in my bladder got intense fast. I told her I think I can pee now and she says no wait a few more minutes. I tried...didn't work. So I got up and as soon as I got to where the lady was to get another cup, my bladder failed and I started peeing all over myself and splashing loudly onto the floor. Thankfully I was able to regain control soon enough to make it to the bathroom and fill the cup with enough urine needed for the test. I muttered an apology under my breath then left as fast as I could. Has this ever happened to anyone else? I wear diapers while sleeping and will definitely wear one next time I have to pee in a cup. So embarrassing especially when the lady acted like it was my fault when I told them ahead of time about my bladder condition.Josie
Sudden diarrhea and terrible accident
Hello everyone, I haven't post here for a while. I've read many posts on this website, and I saw many story about accident in pants. I don't know what does it feel like because I never had one accident. But today, I finally knew how terrible an accident can be.
Last Friday morning, when eating breakfast. My stomach suddenly began to hurt, there's no signal, it just suddenly start. I thought it was just my coming morning poo, so I take no attention to it. After finishing the breakfast, my stomach hurts even more, so I quickly rushed to bathroom. I sit down on the toilet and immediately ripped a super wet fart, my stomach hurts badly, then I strained and pushed out many very mushy poop. After pooping for ten minutes, my stomach feels better, and James was waiting me to be finished, so I just had a quick wipe and get out.
Before lunch, my stomach never hurt again and I almost forget about the messy dump I took this morning.
After having lunch, I began to feel the familiar pain in my stomach again. I passed a lot of gas to ease the pain, but it doesn't work, so I grabbed some toilet paper and headed to bathroom.
I sat down on the toilet and plopped many yellow mushy turd into the toilet, after 15 minutes, I'm finally empty. The bathroom really stinks because of my huge mess, I wiped for ten times and stood up, I take a look at the mess I just made, the poor toilet was almost filled with a big pile of yellow mush, there're also some runny ones on it. It takes me two flush to flushed it down.
After taking such a messy one, I began to realized that something was wrong with my stomach, so I went home early in the afternoon. When I'm on my way home, that's when the real disaster came.
Rarely, there's a traffic jam, and I'm fighting against another wave of stomach cramps. I knew this poop will be messy so I tried my best to hold it back. But unluckily, I failed. I clenched my butt cheeks tightly, but the poop just came out naturally, first, it began to leaked into my pants, then, it leaked faster. The thing is, this time my poop was all liquid! The liquid poop started filling my pants, at last, I lose my strength and let go. With a wet fart, liquid poop just poured into my pants, after many explosion of poop, I feel empty. But now, my pants was full of yellow water, many poop went down my leg and dropped on floor, some of the poop even went up my back, also, the car's seat was destroyed, I began to cry. After going back home, me and James spend the rest of the day cleaning myself and the car, it was disgusting! Also, I'm afraid it was norovirus so I ate dinner alone that night, hope I won't affect two of my girls
Ellison
Survey Answers
1. Have you ever pooped during a wedding party?
No but I had to pee so bad at the reception site that I was throwing myself up onto a sink, when a toilet finally opened. Another lady did the sink pee to a couple of cheers just as I was leaving. Too much to drink I guess.
2. Have you ever pooped during sleepovers?
Yes at my friend Norma's house. I didn't clog the stool, but it sure flushed slow when I got done. So the next morning, on a Sunday, she had to shit but we walked up to a 24/7 store so she could shit. Her dad didn't like to plunge and cussed her out once when the plumbing bill was $100. But that wasn't due to me.
3. Have you ever pooped at school/work while a cleaning lady was in the bathroom?
Yes. But it was a guy about 25. He yelled out, then saw my feet, and said not to worry. He started on the other side of the wall with a room of another 12 toilets and basins. I figured that would take him half or more of shift. You see my fellow students were pretty messy.
4. Have you ever been so desperate to poop you went where everybody could see/hear it clearly?
That was the only way to relieve yourself in two of our parks and the wing of my school where I had most of my classes. More of the privacy doors were being taken off.
5. Have you ever pooped or peed at a club disco?
Got this one covered too! My dad fixed sound systems on the side so I was in several places where he was working. To keep my occupied the owners would offer me a large coke and often popcorn. You knows what happens with that stuff. At one club, I was bursting to pee, couldn't find the light switch, and threw myself onto the toilet. The seat was up and I had to steady myself on the bowl while I figured out what was happening.
6. Have you ever pooped during family gatherings or parties?
Yes. Once at home grandma offered to go in and help me. I might have been small for my age but I was like 7 then.
7. Have you ever heard people pooping in the stalls while you were looking in the mirror?
Many times, often in the morning before 1st hour and after band practice at 4 p.m. They would try to hold it but finally give in because the buses often ran late.
Catherine
To Mina
I'm glad you are back!
Love,
Catherine!Tom W
To Celine: As a guy, I'm curious to know how you knew how to pee outside if you hadn't done it before. For me, there isn't really a difference between peeing in a toilet, peeing in a urinal or peeing outside but that's not the case for girls. Did you squat to pee? Where did you get the idea to squat from if you did if you hadn't seen anyone else do it? Did you manage to go without getting pee on your clothes or shoes? Bad luck about the accident on your way to the woods when you were 13. I guees you just held on too long that day?
It must be really useful having a bladder as big as that as you don't need to keep looking for bathrooms. It must feel great when you pee if your bladder is that full.
Catherine
Responses
Shanna: I am so sorry to hear that you were dealing with constipation. I know how miserable I feel if I miss one day of pooping (usually when I travel) that I feel for anyone who deals with chronic constipation. I'm OK with diarrhea though :) I'm glad that you found some relief and I hope that you can find some long term help for your IBS. I'm sorry you have been struggling with that. Sending hugs!
Mina: Seriously? Sofas in the bathroom! Interesting! I would love to hear more! Also, I would love to know if the hot water and lemon works for Maho! Please tell Hisae, Maho and Kazuko hello! Thank you for the birthday greetings!
Vincene: I could not imagine how uncomfortable that felt! It sounds like you did the best you could with an awkward situation!
Bianca: I hope you are feeling better!
Shannon and Trina, fellow SPAS: I hope you both are well! Would love to hear more from you!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Thunder
Josh Struggles
Kenna. Definitely the suppositories or enemas. Staring that hard is not good . Also osmotic laxative daily. Start very low and build up. . These suggestions have saved my life, so to speak !Catherine
To Claire from the Midwest
Claire,
I apologize for missing your second story and I just read it. I too experience slight arousal during defecation. I don't know if I can say any more than that. It happened with the solid accidents and it happens during a really large bowel movement that is either really firm, or comes out with great force, or, sometimes when my husband is in the bathroom while I'm going.
Perhaps we are in the minority, but I don't think it's something that makes us gross or weird.
So, if in any way this helps, I just want to say you are not alone and you are not strange.
Love,
Catherine!
Thursday, November 12, 2020
Your very own Mina
Hi everyone, I'm sorry for long silence. Very busy and depressed because of coronavirus. But you don't need worry, I am OK because me friends take care me.
Thank you Catherine for shoutout.
Victoria I shocked to hear your slapping. My parents never spanked me. My friends do, but it is for fun. Kazuko was often spanked when she was little.
Sometimes I see parent spank child. But 20??? No, only one or two. And not naked. On trousers or skirt.
Purpose of this post, I saw interesting programme Saturday morning on the telly. About very special loos! they are in building called Acadia in Shibuya which is district of Tokyo. Perhaps you can find on Internet.
On one floor there is sofa in middle of loos. You can have conference!
We want to go there one day.
But they didn't show men's loos so much. I don't know reason. maybe men are less interest in loo, than woman.
Sleepy now so I stop. my love to everybody.
Mina + 3
Kenna
Josh's struggles continue
Hey! Kenna again. Thunder- i have not brought up using a suppository or enema to Josh yet, i havent had the courage or the right time to ask him about them yet. I do think suppositories would be helpful for him though! This happened last weekend, i just havent had time to post. Josh spent the weekend at my apartment and we had an amazing friday night out and ate alot of food. I woke up saturday morning and josh was not in bed. I got up to brush my teeth and found the bathroom door closed so obviously josh was in there. I gently knocked and asked if i could come in. Josh replied "yes, come on in!". He was sitting on the toilet. "Pooping"? I asked him (dumb question, i know). "Ugh. I have to go but its stuck in my butt" replied josh. "How long have you been trying"? I asked. "Probably 10 minutes or so, i can push the tip out but it wont go any further" said josh. "Awh, im sorry babe, let me help you try" i told him. I knelt in front of him and reached behind him to spread his butt cheeks open. "Ok, push baby" i encouraged. Josh took a deep breath and began to push. He pushed until he was out of breath, took another deep breath and pushed again. "Thats it, keep pushing, you can do it" i encouraged. Josh pushed and pushed but he couldnt get anything to come out after 10 minutes. "When was the last time you pooped"? I asked. "Um, idk, i think 3 days ago and it was pretty hard but i was able to go at work" josh said. "I need a break". He got up without wiping. I brushed my teeth and peed. "Do you want to go on a hike with me this morning"? Josh asked. "Sure!" I said. "Im going to bring some toilet paper with, and try to go again on the hike" josh said. "Sounds good to me" i replied. We ate breakfast and headed out. The hiking trail is pretty private and there are plenty of spots to go to the bathroom if the need arises so this woukd be pretty easy. We walked about 20 minutes when i asked josh if he was ready to try going. "Yep, i just want to get this done!" He said. He took off his boxers and sweatpants and got into a squat in front of me. I held his hands to help hold him up. He sucked in his breath and slowly pushed. After a minute or two i could hear a faint crackling under him as his poop began to try to come out. " thats it, keep going" i encouraged. "Ugh, it hurts kenna" josh said. "Can i look"? I asked him. "Sure" said josh and he bent over in front of me. "Ok, try" i told him. He pushed again and his anus slowly dialated open and the tip of his hard poop began to show. It looked dry and hard and was pretty big. "Thats it, keep going" i encouraged. Once he couldnt push anymore his poop went back in. "Try again honey, concentrate....you can do this!" I told him. He squatted back down and tried again. After 5 agonizing minutes he told me it was starting to come out! I looked under him and sure enough, it was really big but he had 2 inches or so sticking out of his butt. "Push, josh, youve got this". He screwed up his face and strained hard. His poop was loudly crackling as it made its was out. Josh was squeezing my hands in pain but 5 minutes later after a pretty hard strain a huge thud was heard under him. "Omg, ouch. Finally"! Josh exclaimed and stood up. We looked at his poop and it was a single log about 15" long and very hard and dry looking. "Good work babe" i told him and gave him a hug. He wiped once and was done. He put his boxers and pants back on and we finished our hike and enjoyed our weekend together. Take care all and ill post again when i can! Xoxo kennaShanna
Woke up pooping on myself
hi readers!
Ive posted here rather infrequently, so my names Shanna, im 26 and have really bad ibs-m, so it goes back and forth from bad diarrhea and being constipated. The latter is what was happening ad i hadnt pooped in close to a week. Yesterday night it started to really bother me and i just wanted to finally poop, so i bought a pack of cheap laxatives over the counter not thinking they'd do much or enough. I took 3 and went to bed late last night. Needless to say they really worked a lot. I woke at 7 this morning with sheer pain in my stomach farting uncontrollably. It was a stomach ache where it hurts to move and you start crunching up in the fetal position. Another fart felt super wet and i felt a lot of hot poop just squirt out.
I had went to bed wearing absolutely nothing but a pair of solid white panties and still jumped out staggering to the bathroom hoping it was just a fart where the poop comes to the surface but I could felt hot mush leaking while i sped to the potty. I sat down and what felt and looked like a gallon of pure liquid poop poured out of me. As i looked down, of course my panties were absolutely streaked with fresh poop. I cleaned up the best i could and changed into some fresh briefs, nd lied back down. I had another couple rushes to the potty later in the day, but ive had so many accidents it doesnt embarrass me anymore. As long as the poop comes out i guess lol.
Happy reading, lovelies!
<3 ShannaThunder
My Public Toilet Routine
I attend a particular public toilet in an idyllic location . I like bit because I like to sit for a while without being disturbed. After closing the door I drop my pants and pull ups . I start with a wee , I check my emails and reply were applicable . I often check out this forum . I check the news . I between all this I drop some turds . At the end I do some meditation, only for a few minutes . I then wipe my bottom , flush and leave , The toilets are not in a busy area but sometimes I have fellow toilet users as company.Nicole from Germany
My answers to this survey
1) Have you ever pooped during a wedding party?
No, I don't remember.
2) Have you ever pooped during sleepovers?
Yes, usually in the morning, before or after breakfast.
3) Have you ever pooped at school/work when the cleaning lady is cleaning the bathroom?
Yes, it happended at the university. I spent there nearly the whole day for research and work, but in the afternoon I had to do my #2. I went to the ladies room and chose the third stall (of 5, I believe). As I sat down and started to relief, the door opened and the cleaning lady came in. I couldn't hold it back, I was so desperate and so I started to poop while she began to wipe the floor. I felt very embarrassed and a bit aroused because of the strange situation. I think she could hear nearly every plop I made. I waited till she began to clean in the stalls and left without meeting her directly.
4) Have you ever been so desperate to poop that you went when everybody could see/hear it clearly?
Yes, but it's very embarassing for me to poop, when someone else is in the room. One time I had to do it at a youth hostel, when another woman had to poop in the adjacent stall at the same time. That was a strange feeling, we made our plopping sounds nearly alternately.
Another time I had to poop at a garden party. There was only an earth closet, hidden by a pasture fence. I felt very embarassed, because another person had to wait, until i finished...
5) Have you ever pooped at a club or disco?
No, I don't go to clubs.
6) Have you pooped during family gatherings or parties?
Yes of course.
7) Have you ever heard people pooping in the stalls while you were looking in the mirror?
Yes, a few times at a camping site. The sinks with the mirrors were opposite to the stalls and I could see other women searching for a clean stall. So I knew what would probably happen. And indeed, sometimes I could here a pooping/plopping sound. They often try to do it as silent as possible, but sometimes I could hear them sigh and groan a little bit nevertheless. It's interesting how other people do that in public.
But I had also the opposite situation at a leisure park. She was doing her hair and I'm sure, she could hear nearly everything. When I left the stall she gave me a curious look, a look I couldn't assess.Mina
First, Happy Birthday to Catherine! I'm sorry I'm late. I hope you have great year, even we are in hard time now.
Last night I woke up with vision of Victoria's mother spanking her 20 times on bare bottom. Did I see a dream of that? I don't know..... But I felt hurt, I tried keep quiet but soon I crying and very violent, so Hisae woke up. Poor Hisae....
"Why you are crying Minappé?"
I tell her it is about Victoria's 20 smacks. Vision of that hurt silly Mina so much. I don't want criticise your mother Victoria, but why she hit you so many? I think natural to afraid of public loo especially you are bullied after you clog loo. Other trick was very naughty, natural of your mother to punish, you were naughty girl, but I don't want imagine 20 smacks on your beautiful little bottom.....
So I cried and cried and cried. Hisae hugged and hugged and caressed and caressed, my hair and my bottom and my everywhere. And said sweet words many many.
This morning when I dried Hisae after she fill our loo with her beautiful produce, I cried again. She said, "Mina you don't need to cry no more!" I said her, "I cry because I love you Hisae." And squeeze her hand hard.
I sat on loo and did very large very soft motion. Then another one five minutes later. Hisae gave many sweet words with watching everything.
Victoria we love you. We hope you don't feel bad about spanking. Please do big motions and relax well. But we hope you don't clog loo.
Catherine we are happy you have so satisfying time on loo all your family. Thank you for recipe. I tell Maho to drink hot water with lemon juice. She sometimes drink with ginger. It helps her a bit but not so much.
I will read more posts. I didn't read for long time, sorry to everyone.
Love from Mina