Kamdyn
Unsupervised Child
This is either the 2nd or 3rd time this has happened to me. I was making my connection at the airport while flying back to the east coast where my biological lives. With my college on fall break, I was going to spend a week with him and my step mom. I had to change planes in Chicago and felt like it was a good time to use the extra 20 or 25 minutes before boarding for my almost daily crap. Sometimes I miss a day or two, which was the issue with a couple of really rough final exams and getting over the flu that caused me to have a pretty normal crap as I cut through the field house on my way to psychology class. It was a very satisfying experience prior to sitting for a 2-hour final. Often I have gas and more gas for a few minutes after a major crap. I was near the back row in the 200 student lecture hall and the gas was filling me up much faster than I could change my position in the chair and release it. I felt some liquid heat between my legs. Although I had black jeans on, I had dressed at my boyfriend's apartment and was wearing one of three thongs he gave me for my birthday. The liquid got worse as I finished up my last essay and hit submit on my computer. Then I hurried up the stairs to the top level and into the womens bathroom. Once I dropped myself onto the odd and old toilet that still looked pretty good to me, I unzipped and saw and smelled the extent of the problem. There was soft poo like applesauce that needed to be dealt with. I had no choice but to throw away the thong, hoping I could buy a new one because that is Nathaniel's favorite and he loves to see me wear it. I was lucky because the others were still in the test. I waddled out of the stall to the paper roller above one of the sinks and tore off the largest part of the roll. Then I went back in, sat down and did my 10 to 15 minutes of cleaning myself. Gross I know, but I got some on my fingers and the side of my hand. Then dumb me I laid my hand on top of my thigh.
Now with my clothing in a suitcase in my car, here I was less than an hour from boarding time for my trip to my dads. It was ironic, I thought, that starting my trip with no underwear would so turn Nathaniel on. I got to the airport, went into the main security area restroom and sought to have a pee that had been building even more in the traffic jam outside. Out of about 40 toilets in a row, two toward the middle had no doors and they were the only ones immediately available. I've used privacy-less toilets before occasionally when really desperate and this was such a situation. I went in, turned around, slowly lowered my jeans just enough to they'd clear the toilet, and took my seat. One lady walked by me, saw me with no privacy, threw her hand in front of me and said No Way! The initial trickle started and was slow to build, and I kind of lowered my head into my lap so as not to attract any more attention. Then there was a little boy's voice and he was standing an inch or two from my knees.
He asked the usual dumb and obnoxious stuff: what was I doing, what was my name, had I seen his mom, and I told him to leave. He just continued to stand and look at me. Finally, I leaned forward, grabbed him and shoved him out. A little hard probably but I hadn't had the best of days. Then a lady in an airport security uniform worked her way through the crowd, grabbed him, and mildly questioned me just as my piss was ending.
I flushed but split out of there without washing my hands because I didn't want anymore hassles. Enough is enough!Elphaba
Victoria: I am so happy for Robyn and you!!! I wish you two all the best and hope that she likes the site
Catherine: Oh no! Glad to hear that it was 24hr thing. Thanks also for your reply to my post a few weeks ago
Taylor: That certainly was a code brown! I hate that feeling of when one moment your fine and then the next you have to go come hell or hight water
Unknown: Growing up, my family was in between category one and two in that if my mum or dad had diarrhea they would mention it but any other type of pooing they wouldn't. My dad would always spend up to fifteen minutes in the bathroom before breakfast and there was a collection of his books by the loo but he wouldn't talk about what he was doing. I can't remember my brother or mum ever talking about it. I myself was certainly a category one (possibly because I didn't want to appear too interested in bathroom activities). Now a days I'm a category two/three/four. I've told one of my friends at work that I was going to the staff bathroom to poo, I talked to a friend who was in the next cubical along as I was pooing and I don't care if I fart or other girls can hear my plops. I am yet to poo with the door open when someone else is present though but I really want to do so
Today I had the day off work and was reading in my living room whilst having some lunch. After I finished eating, I felt the need to have a poo so I marked the place in my book and went to my bathroom. Then I pulled my pyjama bottoms and black panties down to my thighs and sat on the loo. Within a few second I felt my bum open up and a log quickly begin to emerge before it dropped down into the bowl with a plop. The log must have been acting like a cork in a bottle because after I farted I felt three other logs easily pass out of my bumhole. And this wasn't the only think that was uncorked because with the pressure off my rectum my bladder relaxed and I peed for thirty seconds. I got up and looked at my turds and saw that there was a one medium sized log and three smaller balls of poo. All looked pretty soft. After wiping I flushed the toilet, got redressed and went back to book.Tom W
Teaching a girl to pee outside
Sherryl's post talks about teaching her niece to poop outside. I have a few questions I'd like to ask everyone.
If you were on a hike or in a park with no toilets with a girl child who needed to pee and had never peed outside before, how would you teach her to go outside?
Would you teach an adult female to pee outside any differently?
Do any guys think they'd be able to help or do you think it's best left to a woman to teach another female to pee outside?
I've never had to help a girl to pee outside but I think I could try and help them if I had to.
Mike
I Like To Shit
Sounds like you finally got relief were they big plops bet it felt good to finally go which part of the world you from keep up the stories
Hannah
Big Turd
Hi there, I recently found this site on accident (while trying to find and buy toilet paper online haha!) and for whatever reason was drawn to read some of the posts on here. I have no clue why I'm so intrigued by the stories but I am lol.
I have no stories worth sharing about my own bowel habits, but I do have a great one from a couple years ago involving a classmate. I was a sophomore in college and had a night class on Tuesday evenings. It was a pretty small class, maybe 20 of us or so. Anyways, I was a few minutes early one week and went to use the restroom. I don't remember why, but before I went into a stall I stopped at the sink to fix my hair or something. Another girl from my class named Paola came out of one of the two stalls. She said hi and washed her hands and left. It stood out to me that she hadn't flushed the toilet. I didn't think too much of it and went into the adjacent stall to pee. As I was finishing up, a pretty strong poo scent hit me. Curiosity got the better of me and I peeked into the stall Paola had left. Wow! She had left a massive turd in her toilet. I'm not exaggerating when I say it was twice as long as any poo I'd ever done, and I couldn't even see the end! On top of that, it had some serious heft to it, probably not much smaller than a soda can. It looked very firm, and she had only wiped once, leaving a small wad of TP beached on top. It sounds gross but the giant poop just looked so perfect. The feeling of dropping a massive dump like this and then needing just a single wipe must've felt euphoric. I hit the flusher but it didn't go anywhere. Somehow, Paola had clogged one of those industrial toilets! I snapped a pic of the then dirty bowl to send my boyfriend. As I exited the stall, another classmate of mine named Veronica tried to take my stall, I panicked and told her I had clogged it and to use the other one. She gave me a weird look and took the other one I had actually used.
I left and headed to class, where Paola was already sitting down and getting ready for class. Being both pretty and skinny, she looked so innocent. You'd never guess she had just destroyed one of the toilets.
Just a interesting story I still think about quite often. Hope everyone had a good thanksgiving
Sherryl
To Marie
Yes, we used to have house plants, but had to get rid of them when we got our rabbit. But while we did have them, my older niece would use them when she had to pee and only a couple of times when she had to poop. She used the leaves on them to wipe lol. Her parents are unaware of both of their potty habits lol. No they don't.
Tuesday, December 01, 2020
Catherine
Not the Post-Thanksgiving I Was Expecting
Yes, it was not a good day at our house. While we never do Black Friday and we certainly would not during a pandemic, we could not if we wanted. We all had diarrhea all day yesterday. I don't know what happened, but it had to be something we ate since we all had it at the same time. Which means, I had to throw out all our leftovers, not knowing what it was that made us sick.
Now, I confess that I do enjoy a good attack of diarrhea, but when you have a three year old that is trying to use the potty consistently, it can be messy. Little Joey had a major accident. He is a big eater for his age and I did not know he could produce so much poop. But when he had his first movement, he was playing in our family room. He just stood up and we heard a massive explosion in his pants and then saw it pouring everywhere. By that time, Alan and I had already had been on the toilet a couple of times. We realized that it was more than just us that were sick.
Fortunately, Chloe and Zoe made it to the toilet each time and had no mishaps.
The problem with our diarrhea is that we didn't feel too sick, like a virus. In fact, we were still hungry. We did not vomit. And Joey was hungry all day, which just contributed to his diarrhea.
So, we spent the remainder of the day drinking Pedialyte, eating crackers, bananas and dry toast. By the evening our diarrhea subsided.
I hope today is a better day!
Love to all!
Catherine!Nick
Door open
I walked in to our upstairs closet to get clothes to go run. To get to the closet you have to walk through the master bathroom, which has a separate toilet room. My wife was sitting on the toilet looking at her phone with the door wide open. She let out a loud fart and looked up and sais she was taking a poo, but it hadn't come out yet. She sat there grunting and farting for a few minutes. Finally I had her start to let out plops, with little toots in between, she said she felt much better, but had more to go. She put the phone down and bent forward to push out the rest, she then wiped and we went for a run.Catherine
Thanksgiving Update
Hi friends!
Yesterday was a better day for our household. Personally, I had three poops yesterday, a little more mushy and not as formed. No one else said anything about their bowel movements, except that they were feeling better than Friday. I've already been to the bathroom this morning, and it was more loggy and formed, though it broke into a few pieces.
I don't know what it was in our meal that made us sick, but we are better!
Love,
Catherine!
My home is in a small village at the coast. Only a few kilometres away there is a beach very popular among surfers. Many come there and camp in tents or vans for several days. There is no toilet at the beach. Most pee just behind the tent or the van. To poop some do it when shopping in the village but many also go among the shrubs surrounding the beach. There is a small path leading from the village to the beach which I often use when running. It is quite easy to see that people go to toilet there because every place where it is possible to hide a bit or get some shelter from being spotted from the beach one may see used toilet paper and also even piles of fresh and not so fresh poop. When jogging in the morning one often may spot persons squatting to take care of business. I have seen young people as well as seniors. I think some go in the nature even though they have a toilet in their van. But many are not aware of the path coming up from the fields behind of the shrubs and probably get very surprised when a jogger suddenly pass by. After you have tried to hide well from being seen, I guess that it must be a terrible feeling when somebody shows up just when you are squatting or even worse when half way standing wiping your bottom with the load very visible on the ground! Due to the corona pandemic there have not been so many tourists this year but last summer I think I saw one or two or three persons squatting when jogging there in the morning. Anyone out there who have experienced to be discovered when doing the deed at a surfers' beach? What do people think when in such an awkward situation?
Carin
Unknown's Some More Questions Survey
This is my response to the Some More Questions Survey by Unknown:
1. When pooping with someone present at your home do you wait, hold it, or do you just let go?
Me and my mom and dad share a single bathroom house. He's usually the first in the bathroom each morning. Mom holds it until she gets to her job. During my four years of high school pretty much every morning I stopped in the main 1st floor bathroom and did my morning crap and peed also. One custodian who knew me and would be stocking toilet paper while I was in there sometimes joked whether the bathroom in our home was working.
2. When pooping in a public toilet, have you ever been in a stalemate with you and someone else waiting until someone leaves the bathroom to finally start a number 2?
I don't care too much about the others in there. Only rarely have I been on a public toilet without something immediately coming up, be it an appointment, class or something. Outside of a couple of times when I've gone in their emotionally upset, I don't mind dropping 'em or farting within the distance of others.
3. When pooping in public, someone knocks on the door, do you quit or continue pooping? What if the other person keeps waiting at the door"?
When I was younger, I would quit and get flustered. Now I stay calm, on the toilet, and let them know I'm making progress. If they just keep waiting at the door and don't watch for other options, they are not making the best use of their time.
4. Have you ever buddy dumped with a stranger in public toilets or in nature?
I was in a club baseball tournament at about 10. The sponsors got into financial problems and couldn't afford a lease on a portable toilet for the two days. They scheduled about 15 minutes extra time between games and those of us needing a bathroom walked to a gas station. Luckily the girls bathroom was entered from the outside and in back of the mechanical shop. Me and this girl who was about my age walked over their quickly because we didn't want to be the reason our team had to forfeit. It was her idea. She slid all the way back on the stained white seat and I took the seat between her legs and in front of her. Both of us had been holding a crap for an hour or so and it was ready. Luckily each of us had enough toilet paper to clean ourselves. Our craps were soft so they cleared the toilet. A miracle of that morning. Other girls had similar needs and we sent them over that afternoon.
5. When you are with family or friends can you poop in the hotel or do you wait for an opportunity to be alone?
I will regularly piss in our hotel room. However, for a full-scale crap I usually make an excuse to go downstairs to the lobby or where the banquet rooms bathrooms are. That's because when I was about 12 and we were traveling, I got constipated and with a heavy push, got the monster out. It was so large that a custodian had to be called to our room to take care of it. My 12-year-old cousin came in to see it and called it "Carin's Clogging Crap." It took me a while to live that one down.
6. When camping out with a van, do you poop in the toilet in the van or not?
I can recall only one such situation in my 19 years. I think it was shortly after what I described in Number 5. I took a walk on the campgrounds and found a downed tree limb. If I moved it cut into my skin, but I got my crap out pretty well.
7. When at a festival or other outdoor gathering have you ever pooped in the porta-potties?
Yes. If my mom's with me I get a lecture about how filthy they are, but otherwise I just sit and hope for the best. A couple of times, though, I've had to sacrifice my underwear because no toilet paper is offered.
8. When having dinner at a friend's house do you poop after dinner at their place or do you wait until you get home?
This has only happened once, about a year ago. I met my boyfriend's parents. Since it was about a 30 minute drive and traffic was tough, I stopped at a bowling center and had my poop there.
9. When hospitalized and in a room with multiple people, do you poop in your room or the hallway?
I've only been hospitalized once and that was for tonsils. It was an overnight stay only. I don't remember pooping and my roommate was heavily sedated.
10. How many times a week do you hear other people pooping, either at home or in public?
There's been quite a few cases in the last few days. Sometimes I have to listen more carefully. A door will slam, a butt will drop to the seat, there will be some strong peeing, but a couple of plop-plops will splash in too. I remember in middle school with a pass, I would walk into the restroom. One cubicle was taken and near the front of it, there was a faucet on going almost full blast. It took me a while, but a friend explained to me what was happening.Carin
Unknown's Some More Questions Survey
This is my response to the Some More Questions Survey by Unknown:
1. When pooping with someone present at your home do you wait, hold it, or do you just let go?
Me and my mom and dad share a single bathroom house. He's usually the first in the bathroom each morning. Mom holds it until she gets to her job. During my four years of high school pretty much every morning I stopped in the main 1st floor bathroom and did my morning crap and peed also. One custodian who knew me and would be stocking toilet paper while I was in there sometimes joked whether the bathroom in our home was working.
2. When pooping in a public toilet, have you ever been in a stalemate with you and someone else waiting until someone leaves the bathroom to finally start a number 2?
I don't care too much about the others in there. Only rarely have I been on a public toilet without something immediately coming up, be it an appointment, class or something. Outside of a couple of times when I've gone in their emotionally upset, I don't mind dropping 'em or farting within the distance of others.
3. When pooping in public, someone knocks on the door, do you quit or continue pooping? What if the other person keeps waiting at the door"?
When I was younger, I would quit and get flustered. Now I stay calm, on the toilet, and let them know I'm making progress. If they just keep waiting at the door and don't watch for other options, they are not making the best use of their time.
4. Have you ever buddy dumped with a stranger in public toilets or in nature?
I was in a club baseball tournament at about 10. The sponsors got into financial problems and couldn't afford a lease on a portable toilet for the two days. They scheduled about 15 minutes extra time between games and those of us needing a bathroom walked to a gas station. Luckily the girls bathroom was entered from the outside and in back of the mechanical shop. Me and this girl who was about my age walked over their quickly because we didn't want to be the reason our team had to forfeit. It was her idea. She slid all the way back on the stained white seat and I took the seat between her legs and in front of her. Both of us had been holding a crap for an hour or so and it was ready. Luckily each of us had enough toilet paper to clean ourselves. Our craps were soft so they cleared the toilet. A miracle of that morning. Other girls had similar needs and we sent them over that afternoon.
5. When you are with family or friends can you poop in the hotel or do you wait for an opportunity to be alone?
I will regularly piss in our hotel room. However, for a full-scale crap I usually make an excuse to go downstairs to the lobby or where the banquet rooms bathrooms are. That's because when I was about 12 and we were traveling, I got constipated and with a heavy push, got the monster out. It was so large that a custodian had to be called to our room to take care of it. My 12-year-old cousin came in to see it and called it "Carin's Clogging Crap." It took me a while to live that one down.
6. When camping out with a van, do you poop in the toilet in the van or not?
I can recall only one such situation in my 19 years. I think it was shortly after what I described in Number 5. I took a walk on the campgrounds and found a downed tree limb. If I moved it cut into my skin, but I got my crap out pretty well.
7. When at a festival or other outdoor gathering have you ever pooped in the porta-potties?
Yes. If my mom's with me I get a lecture about how filthy they are, but otherwise I just sit and hope for the best. A couple of times, though, I've had to sacrifice my underwear because no toilet paper is offered.
8. When having dinner at a friend's house do you poop after dinner at their place or do you wait until you get home?
This has only happened once, about a year ago. I met my boyfriend's parents. Since it was about a 30 minute drive and traffic was tough, I stopped at a bowling center and had my poop there.
9. When hospitalized and in a room with multiple people, do you poop in your room or the hallway?
I've only been hospitalized once and that was for tonsils. It was an overnight stay only. I don't remember pooping and my roommate was heavily sedated.
10. How many times a week do you hear other people pooping, either at home or in public?
There's been quite a few cases in the last few days. Sometimes I have to listen more carefully. A door will slam, a butt will drop to the seat, there will be some strong peeing, but a couple of plop-plops will splash in too. I remember in middle school with a pass, I would walk into the restroom. One cubicle was taken and near the front of it, there was a faucet on going almost full blast. It took me a while, but a friend explained to me what was happening.
Luvs lightning MWF
To Emily Re: Public Urination laws
In the State where I live, ANY act of defecation or urination in public or in ANY public facility that alarms anybody or in any way endangers public health is a Class C misdemeanour under our States Criminal code.
In Canada where I was born and raised, public urination laws are governed by local municipalities but authorities there do have the legal option of charging offenders with 'indecent exposure' but that is extremely rare.Marie
To Sherryl
You spoke in the past that you have a few house plants that you use as toilets. I was wondering do your nieces use your house plants? Also do their parents?
-Marie
Victoria B.
Unknown's question and replies
Hey! An answer to a question and then some replies
To Unknown: I was raised in a Category I home. Bodily functions were not discussed after potty training, apart from asking me if I needed to go. Numbers one and two were the same as for everyone else but there were two others: I was told to say I needed to go number three if I couldn't hold it much longer and was about to have an accident. A number four meant I didn't get sat down on a toilet in time and did have an accident. Other than that it was not open at all. My mom struggled to tell me about what to expect when my period started and my parents never gave me "the talk" about sexuality. Today, however I'm a 3.5. Living by myself means that the doors to the bathroom are always open. When I'm with my girlfriend Robyn we often go to the bathroom together, I'm not at all shy in public bathrooms and I'm a toilet selfie group chat. The only thing keeping me out of Category 4 is that I do not talk on the phone when I'm either peeing or pooping.
To Mina: Glad Hisae enjoyed Robyn's gift to me. You should get signs for the beige and green loos! I'm going to be telling her about this site soon and that means she'll most likely be posting in the near future. Stayed tuned!
To Taylor: That was a textbook Code Brown and I'm happy that a) You were able to get undressed and squatted by the time you needed to go b) That nobody saw you c) That you at least had tissues with you, even if toilet paper would've done the job better and lastly d) that you picked out a pair of boyshorts to wear on your walk instead of a thong. Hope they can be salvaged!
My surprise for Robyn might come as early as tomorrow. She's at mine and we've had a big dinner and....more than one glass of wine each. I'll let you know how it goes!
Love,
Victoria!Matt C.
Thanksgiving Story
Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving! I myself had quite the dinner and dessert.
Now, the day after Thanksgiving I was slightly backed up, had a substantially smaller bowel movement than usual, a couple small turds.
But yesterday was where I really had the big one. It was in the morning, as I usually poop around that time after having breakfast and coffee, which seems to get things moving down there. Today was no exception, and I was farting a bit while eating, and while I was drinking my coffee, that's when the need hit me, and it hit hard. So I went and sat on the toilet, and just relaxed, hearing the usual crackling sounds. I pushed out two really big, thick turds, one after the other, in rapid succession. Took maybe 10 minutes total.
I did also end up having to go a couple more times later in the day.Kaycha
Holiday accident
A pee story from my very wet childhood. So this one happened in like 6th grade. Clearly too old but as I mentioned in my first post, I struggled pretty bad with peeing myself until I was about 13 so here goes. My family spent Hanukkah at my aunt and uncles house. As usual, my parents spent most of the car ride threatening me with what would happen if I had an accident there. I know now the pressure they must have felt from our very traditional family to make their 11 year old daughter quit peeing her pants like a toddler. Well, it had been over a month since I'd last wet, so I felt confident that I could stay dry during the visit. After we ate and lit the candles, us kids all went outside to play on the snowmachines. We'd been outside maybe 2 hours when I noticed I had to go potty. I was torn, I didn't want to stop playing but then I dribbled just a little bit in my panties. I knew I'd better hurry. Despite my best efforts, I dribbled all the way to the house. Somehow I knew that even if I got inside, I wouldn't be able to shed all my winter gear in time. I was in tears as my bladder released on the porch and I flooded myself down my pants. But at that moment, I realized something. I had already had an accident, I knew I'd be in trouble when we got home and I wanted to keep playing. So I did. Strangely, I didn't get spanked what night when we got home and my mom saw my clearly peed in pants. She just told me to change, make sure to put on a goodnite and go to bed. Idealized that night that a wet bed always followed a day accident. Not sure why but it was a pattern. Even though I don't wet my pants anymore, I still need a diaper at night because I wet 2-4 nights a week. More stories later. Trust me I've got plenty.
Shy pooper male
I'm here to share my most awkward pooping story. I was in my early twenties and I was out with a friend, we were drinking heavily at an outside party on a farm. When the party finished we went home, when I arrived home I was so drunk that I was feeling sick so I stayed downstairs to fight the urge of vomiting (and waking everyone up). For some reason I squatted down and fell asleep against the kitchen door. I remember I started pooping my pants but I was so drunk I didn't care. I completely dozed off and some hours later my mother stood up and came downstairs.
The kitchen floor was covered in poop and the stench was horrible. My mother woke me up and I had the idea of telling her I must have fallen in cow poop. Strangely enough she believed it, I immediately stumbled to bed while she cleaned the floor.
Now I was still really drunk and once upstairs I had forgotten about pooping my pants already so I went to bed with my dirty underwear. Next morning I woke with the sheets now also covered in poop.
I burned all of it outside in the garden, to this day the story goes around that I fell into a cow shit with my drunk ass but I know I shat my pants and I got away with it.
PS keep into consideration that I can't take a shit in front of anyone, I even mask sounds at home. Pooping for me is pure horror unless I'm by myself!
Sunday, November 29, 2020
Mark
No Privacy/Unknown's Survey
Lockdown is killing me. I used to hold it until my roommates left the house, but now with the second lockdown it's back to days and days of nobody leaving. My body clams up and I won't go for days, then suddenly it all comes on at once and it just makes it even worse. We have pretty thin walls so I know they can hear me. I try to do it before a shower but it's obvious what's going on if I flush before every shower. I went an hour ago after three days and it physically hurt coming out to the point that when I wiped it was so sore! I know people might think "who cares, everybody does it" but I just find it too embarrassing!
-When pooping with someone present at your home do you wait and hold or do you just let go (for example siblings, parents, kids nearby)?
Said most of that above but in general I wait. I don't want people nearby.
-When pooping in public toilet have you ever been in a stalemate? For example you and the someone else waiting till someone leaves the bathroom to finally start nr 2.
A few times. There was a post I made once about a guy who pretended to leave and me letting go only once I heard the door close. A few other times i've definitely sat there and waited for them to leave; occasionally if I'm waiting and I hear them start going I have to give up and just let it out because I figure at least then they can't laugh if they're doing the same.
-When pooping in public someone knocks on the door do you quit pooping or do you continue pooping? What if the other person keeps waiting at the door?
I freeze up and, unless it's desperate, I can't go after that so i'd just give up and leave. Apart from this one time in the library where I literally couldn't hold it and had to go with the guy stood right outside the cubicle. Humiliating.
-Have you ever buddy dumped with a stranger in public toilets or in nature?
God no!
-When on a trip with family or friends, can you poop in the hotel or do you wait out an opportunity for you to be alone?
Absolutely wait to be alone. I held it for five days once on a camping trip in school because I refused to use the toilets with no doors on them. It was difficult.
-When out camping with a van, do you poop in the toilet in the van or not?
I can't say i've ever gone camping
-when at a festival or other outdoor gathering have you pooped in the porta potty's?
No, they are disgusting.
-when having dinner at a friends house do you poop after dinner at their place or do you wait till home?
I would wait til home
-when hospitalized and in a room with multiple people do you poop in your room or do you go the public facilities in the hallway?
Thankfully this has not happened to me either, but I would use the public facilities because then at least there is less chance of anyone knowing it was me.
-How many times a week do you hear other people pooping, either at home or in public?
The people I live with don't seem to mind it so there's been a few times i'll hear them just casually farting in the bathroom. It doesn't help matters when i'm holding it in.
Moira
Severe constipation
Yesterday I finally managed to open my bowels. I'd been constipated for 2 weeks and hadn't passed anything in over a week. My stomach was so swollen and bloated I could hardly move. Worst of all I could feel the hard towards building up in my rectum. It felt like having several golf balls inside me. A truly was backed up like traffic. So yesterday I sat down on the toilet and began to push. After about 15 minutes of continuous straining I Began to feel something stirring. The hard turds began to feel my rectum. I could feel it stretching and bulging.
My anus was gaping wide but nothing was coming out. I was so constipated. I Began to strain harder. In the mirror on the bathroom cabinet I could see my face turned bright red then purple with the effort. I was trying to be as quiet as possible but I couldn't help but grunts with the effort. HHHHHHHNNNNNNNNN! A few hard pebbles dropped into the toilet but I just couldn't shift the main plug. HHHHHHHNNNNNNNN! Eventually the head of a rock hard turd started to emerge. I screwed up my fists and grunted with the effort. I was so very desperate for some relief, so desperate to open my bowels HHHHHHNNNNNNNN! I was crying with the pain by now and with the effort. Eventually the turd dropped and it was such a relief. I was gasping and panting. I hope I never get constipated like that again.
Tom W
Girls Peeing Outside Survey
To Sherryl: Did you teach your niece to pee outside for the first time in your yard as well?
Sherryl's post has given me an idea for a survey. Some girls i've spoken to when it's come up in conversation are happy to pee outside but others avoid it. I don't know if it depends on whether they grew up in a city or the countryside, the attitude of their parents, or whether it's because they are scared about being seen going outside and are embarassed by it.
1) Have you ever had a pee outside?
2) If yes, where have you peed outside?
3) Do you only pee outside in an absolute emergency or are you happy to do it if you need to go even if you're not bursting?
4) How old were you when you first peed outside?
5) Why did you need to go outside instead of using a toilet?
6) Did someone teach you how to pee outside or did you have to work it out for yourself?
7) If you were shown how to do it, what were you told to do?
8) Do you normally squat low, get into a high squat or find something to sit or lean on to help you pee outside?
9) Do you wipe after you pee outside or do you drip dry?
10) If you haven't peed outside or avoid it if you can, why?
11) If you don't mind peeing outside, why do you think some girls avoid doing it and hold on until they find a toilet?
Jazz
Thanksgiving
Hey everyone I've been a lurker on this site for a while and I wanted to tell you about an experience I had this past Thanksgiving. I ate a lot of food this year, and of course I got constipated, so when I went to poop I had to strain a little. In fact when I was straining, my butthole poked out. I had to dig out the poop with my fingers and all I got were little nuggets, what else is new right? Anyway, hope you all had a good holiday.