Deb
My Birthday
Hello, my name is Deb and I'm back with another story.
Wednesday, February 3rd was my birthday. What a day it was. To start, my period had ended over the weekend. It was another heavy two week one as it was. I decided to dress up a bit more for work and was wearing a new pair of grey dress pants as well as some new hipster panties that were saying with lacing around the waist and leg holes. They were a pair of new ones that I got from La Vie En Rose with the gift card that my new friend Tracey gave me. She's the one who had a terrible diarrhea accident when she got to work about a month ago. I lent her my spare pants and panties from my emergency bag , even though I ended up bleeding through my pants later that day.
Anyway, since my period had stopped and I wasn't even spotting, I decided to go without a pad.
Tracey asked me to go out with her for lunch and a walk. During our walk I started having some cramps and they were getting worse by the minute. I said to Tracey that we should get back to work. As we were waiting at a light, I tried with everything I had to keep my butt cheeks clenched, but it was no use. A wet fart escaped and I started pooping my panties with a really mushy load. The mess spread all around my bum and up my back in a matter of seconds. I stood there in complete shock, even though this has happened to me several times before. Tracey looked at me and asked if I was okay. I just nodded and said "Mmm-hmm".
All I wanted to do was to get my emergency bag from my car and clean up and get changed into my spare panties and pants. I told Tracey that I needed to go to my car for something but she told me that we had to go upstairs first. I said that I really needed to go to my car but she insisted, so foolishly I went. When we got to our floor, a bunch of people, including my coworkers, were there for a small surprise birthday party for me. There I was with a load of mushy diarrhea in my pants and everyone singing Happy Birthday to me. I started crying. I was feeling like I had to go again so I excused myself and went to the ladies room. On my way there I let out a bit more mushy poop into my panties.
I got into the ladies room and saw that the mess was leaking through my pants in the bum area. It was obvious that I just had an accident. I got into a stall and Tracey came in. I asked her to get my bag from my car so I gave her my car keys. She went for my bag and I pulled down my pants and panties and sat down for another wave, this time into the toilet. My panties were a total mess and were covered pretty much from the front right up to the back and all over the bum.
Tracey came back and slid my bag under the door of my stall. She asked how I was doing so I told her that I had gotten sick in my pants. She said that she was sorry and started handing me some paper towels, some of which she dampened for me. I looked in my bag and to my horror I had forgotten to restock it with extra panties. I started crying. Luckily Tracey had a pair that she let me have since she had started carrying extras with her since her last accident. So I put them on along with a clean pair of jeans and went back to work.
The rest of the day was fairly quite, but it still sucked pooping my pants on my birthday!
Thanks for reading.
Deb
Audrey
Red: Happy to hear you're carrying on the car mom tradition!
1) Have you ever been asked to be a seat-warmer?
Yes, when I'm out camping and there's a metal seated outhouse, I've been asked.
2) Would you do it, either if someone needed to pee or needed a #2?
I have
3) Has someone ever warmed the seat for you?
Yes, similar circumstances.
Shannon: love your story as always!Celine
Reply to Catherine
I do sometimes feel proud after I take a big dump. I felt especially proud the first time I pooped at school-I had been constipated for five or six days (probably because I had an intense phobia of going number 2 anywhere but in my own toilet) and after one class, it caught up to me. There was no question of whether I could hold it until I got home, I definitely couldn't. My body was ready to purge whether I wanted it to or not. I walked quickly to the bathroom, my cheeks tightly clenched, hoping nobody would stop me to chat or whatever because I was touching cloth. I ran into the nearest stall, yanked my pants down and plopped on the toilet just as a massive turd stretched my hole. It was thick and painful, and came slowly at first, but I hunched over and lifted my ass as this monster crackled out. It was followed by some semi-solid shit, and then it was over. I felt proud not only because it was enormous (had to be at least eighteen or nineteen inches if I had to guess) but because I felt like I had tackled a long-held fear of mine, and defeated it. I've had my fair share of diarrhea, too, and that I don't enjoy as much as a solid BM. It can get messy, and it's generally uncomfortable. Same for when I take a shit that's mushy, the ones where you have to use half a roll of TP to clean up.Just Another Girl
Hello again, I hope everybody is keeping well and having fun and productive bathroom experiences. I am loving all the new stories - I'm so glad to be a part of this beautiful community of people!
I've recently, as in over the last several weeks, started making the transition to a predominantly plant-based lifestyle. I do eat meat or fish occasionally (about once a week) but the majority of my diet revolves around fruits, vegetables, legumes, beans, and the like. It's helped me in a lot of ways - I feel more energised and am also noticing positive changes to my body.
And of course, healthy food will always lead to a healthy end result. Last night I had a good-sized helping of pasta topped with beans and lentils. This morning when I woke up, I could feel that it wanted out, so without any hesitation I went into my bathroom to sit on the toilet.
I peed a little and then felt my poo beginning to come out; as the tip started to crown I could tell that it was going to be a nice big one. My intuition was correct. It made its way out slowly (and with an audible gassy crackling sound) under the gentle but steady pressure I was maintaining, and I could feel how thick it was. It was fairly smooth but formed - which is my favourite kind. It seemed to go on for a long time before finally reaching its end.
I remained seated for a while, enjoying the sensations that it had created as it exited. Eventually I decided to wipe myself and have a look at what I'd produced before flushing. There it was, neatly coiled up like a fat brown snake in the toilet bowl, with part of it exposed above the water. I was impressed - I definitely take pride in seeing the results of my digestive process! Here's hoping for more perfect motions like that one!
To Aubrey: I loved your description of doing a big poo in the changing room - that must have felt amazing! Were you afraid that someone might catch a whiff of the smell as you were doing it? I also love your account of doing your poo while buried in the sand! What fun that must have been!
I also love going in places other than the toilet whenever I have the chance. I will tell some stories about that one day soon! :)Catherine
Responses
Marie: Oh wow! I am so sorry to hear that you had diarrhea at the wedding. I've heard of people doing laxative pranks but have never been a part of one. However, it seems that would be considered illegal, since no one would know how you might react. I'm sorry that happened to you. Also, I'm 6'1 and I get it with heals. I have a few pairs, but rarely wear them! I feel so awkward on them!
Robyn and Victoria B: I love it that you two are posting together! I've thought about telling Alan about this site, but since I've shared so much personal stories here, I feel that this needs to be my space! I look forward to hearing from you both as you share life and the bathroom!
Regarding our toilet, it's a Toto, and it has a built in adjustable seat warmer. We have one in our master and in the bathroom that the girls share. Right now, our guest bathroom and our little boy's bathroom have standard toilets. We may install one for our son when he's older.
Shannon: Oh, I am so sorry about the diarrhea/mushy poop accident. I hope that you are OK now. You mentioned the internet. I can't believe what makes it there. I once stumbled on a YouTube video where a mother and her older daughter filmed their younger daughter (a teen) having diarrhea in the car. I can't believe someone would post that to the internet!
You mentioned that you could tell Brian easily but you could not tell Alexis. It sounds as if you feel really comfortable being you around Brian.
Thank you for your kind words about my marriage. It has been a blessing. Alan is someone I just feel at home with, making it easy to share life together, including bathroom experiences!
I hope you all are well. Though I have no stories, I'm dooing two large, soft, voluminous doodies daily! Life is good!
Love to all!
Catherine!Jay Bee
Reply to Catherine
Hi Catherine,
It's been so long since I've posted. It's so nice to see that you and your family are doing so well.
Yes, I do feel pride in my poops, especially if I've been holding for a long period of time. When I wake up in the morning, I'll usually hold it for awhile until I'm really desperate. Letting out farts in bed until I just can't hold it any longer. The poop session is satisfying but usually pretty soft. This morning I held it in as long as I could but it was coming out as I approached my toilet. What a huge relief it was Catherine. It wasn't diarrhea, but a huge soft orange brownish mound. I always look at my work. The wiping was quite messy.
This afternoon I was shopping at Target. The poop urge hit me again, after finishing my Starbucks coffee. Being poop shy, I snuck into the single use restroom. Now this was some serious diarrhea. Again, the relief was amazing!
I hope this isn't too gross, but does anyone else smell the paper after wiping?
Catherine, it's always so nice to see that you and your family are doing well.
Love to you all,
Jay Bee
Shannon
Replies
Sarah E: I have really enjoyed your posts so far and I'm glad you've joined our discussion! I like the way that you write and how descriptive you are. I really really related to all of your stories. If you have read any of mine (mine start on 2815 and run up to the present), you'll find that I regularly have accidents and many of them occur when I'm in the car. The fact that you, your mom, your sister and your baby sitter have all pooped your pants in the car is something i totally understand and relate to. I have said before, its just such a vulnerable position to be in when you're desperate, especially when you're not the driver. You have to hope a bathroom presents itself soon and you are at the mercy of the driver to stop somewhere. Both yours and your sister's accidents are a lot like ones I experienced. When I was 16 i was on a road trip with my parents and my brother, and I had an accident in the car from a very hearty dinner the night before. It was so much like your accident, the "prairie dogging" and all (I've always used the term turtle heading lol). When I was 17 i pooped my pants in my friend's car after school one day with another friend in the car too, so your sister's story reminded me so much of that one. I believe I've written both of those up in more detail before here if you're interested in looking back. I hope you keep sharing!
Trina: hello to you as well! Lol I hope this doesn't sound weird to say...but I hope you get caught short and have a genuine solid accident sometime in the near future. You deserve it lol! I hope it is not in an embarrassing situation however... like I hope you're not at work or something when it happens lol, that would be awful. SPAS for life!
Catherine: I've never thought of it as pride before...but maybe that's the best way to describe the way I feel when I've had a really large poop. I do get this sort of positive feeling about how much it feels like I cleaned myself out and such, and about the feeling of relief. Maybe I am proud of my body for pooping so good lol.
So I told Alexis about what happened to me at CVS. she seemed sooo shocked and blown away, and kept saying she couldn't even imagine that happening to someone. It was kind of...not the response I was looking for from her? She seemed like it would really throw her off if we were together and I had an accident... I've had that experience more than once already so I'd prefer not to go through that again. But who knows? She was great when I wet the bed so maybe she would rise to the occassion and be great if (when) I poop my pants around her too...
Xoxo
ShannonJosie
To Mina Maho Hisae and Kazuko
Thanks for your warm words and your advice.
Mike is 15 now and Jane is 14 (she will be 15 next month). I think they all respect other people doing their motion. They have passed the age of ignorance.
To my surprise, after this embarrassing thing, Jane wasn't panic at all, Mike also seem to accept this too. Because of this experience, they actually became closer than before. I think this experience kind of teach them to accept and respect, which makes me satisfied.
You're from Japan right? I've been to Japan few years ago, maybe I'll share my experience at there later.
At last, I'm kind of curious about the twenty turds stuff. Me and my family rarely poop that much on toilet (except during diarrhea), and if you poop that much you're definitely gonna clog the toilet. All I want to ask is, what are the size of that twenty turds, is it very thick? Medium size? Very slim? Or just became a pile of mush?
Looking forward to your reply
Ohio Toiletstool Fan
Responses
Hello fellow poopers. Thanks so much to those who responded to my short survey. I liked the responses as well.
Catherine - love reading your posts. In response to your "Feeling proud of our poop" post, that occurs when I take a healthy shit that's not diarrhea-like or constipated, but from a big meal and good drinks. When it's a footlong turd, followed by a bunch of smaller ones, and its floating and blowing up the bathroom, those are proud poops. Other proud poops for me are very gassy ones - they feel good actually.
The feeling I have towards constipation is disappointment. The feeling for diarrhea is lethargy and worry. The feeling for my perfect poops, as stated in the previous paragraph, is blissful relief.
Sarah E. Very good story of your past experience of the accident on the road trip. It's happened to many of us. Me, my accidents have happened when I'm away from home and having to figure out how to get indoors and clean my mess off while avoiding whoever is there. As for you, that unfortunate situation could have been much worse had you been with unsupportive people. So good they didn't make fun of you, making you feel worse than you already felt. The emotions during that event are a trip! 1. The anxiety of holding it in with hopes of making it to a toilet. 2. The few seconds of euphoria while letting it out. 3. The total embarrassment of being the primary source of that unpleasant odor. Again it's good you were with those who love you. Thanks for sharing that experience with us.
B4 I go please tell me your thoughts on this, my fellow dumpers: to me, and I'm sure this may seem crazy to some, but to me, it seems like the best poops and farts really smell. I'm actually a bit disappointed when I take a dump and it's not a big one and there's no smell left behind. Same thing with letting off an unscented fart. For me I've always noticed that when I fart or shit, they feel so good when they stink, but when they don't I feel a little let down. Take care fellow dumpers.
Mina/Maho/Kazuko/Hisae
Dear Catherine
I answer to your question ("I" is Mina, but 3 crushes are near me, breathing on me, and just now Hisae kissed my back of neck).
Kazuko, Maho and Mina, our favourite bowel movement is when after first one come out, we wait little while and then second one come, and then third one and if we very lucky, then fourth one, take 10 or 20 minutes. Favourite time between two motions is 4 ~ 5 minutes. Kazuko and Mina also like when big turd breaks up some pieces and makes plural plop sounds. This is usually not happen with Maho, but her bottom opens 7 or 8 times instead of four. She also like to wait some time between two motions.
Hisae doesn't care any way, Anything is OK with her. She is very matter-of-fact. But when she squats next to her friend who is doing, she feels same way with our feeling. For example if it is me, she loves when after I do first motion, I sit there 4 or 5 minutes and then open my bottom again and drop big turd which breaks up. And then sit, after she flushed, and some minutes later open my bottom again and another big turd or some puree large quantity and bururururururu sound.
After I finish big motions, I love to stay on loo and do little motions for a few minutes. Kazuko and Maho also love.
"Hisae, don't pinch to my bottom. I can't concentration." I said to her just now. She said, OK to put this on post.
I hope this is good answer to your question. We send a love to all your family. And love to all other people this site.
MHKM
Victoria B
To Catherine
Hey!
Catherine asked about whether or not we also have feelings of pride or accomplishment after we have larger BMs. I absolutely do, my favorite poops are when I push out long, thick and smooth logs. The feelings of warmth, fullness and pressure are pleasurable and so is being with someone who accepts my body and encourages me to be comfortable with how much it can poop! Sometimes, not often, but sometimes we'll take pictures of an especially full bowl.
Love,
Victoria
Elphaba
It's been a bit of time since I last posted but nothing interesting has happened bathroom wise; that is until tonight. I was changing out of my skirt and top into my PJ's when I had that feeling of needing to poo (this was an hour after I had my dinner which might have triggered my need). As I was halfway through getting changed, I thought I would carry on before going to the toilet. However, my body had different ideas; I had to get to the toilet NOW! Going into my bathroom I stood in front of the loo and dropped my white panties to my ankles before sitting down on the seat. My asshole immediately opened and the log quickly slid out. I then had a thirty second pee and continued to sit for a few moments before I stood up to inspect what I had produced. Floating in the water was a fat turd about 9cm in length and 4cm in diameter. I sat down again and unrolled some paper ready to wipe and just before I did so my ass opened again and another turd shot out. I remained sitting for another minute before knowing that this time I was done. I wiped both my front and back, put the paper in the loo and then stood up, flushed the toilet and pulled my panties back up. After washing my hands I went back into my bedroom and got into my PJ's before coming on here to write about what happened.
I've also got a few comments,
Robyn - a big welcome to the forum
Catherine - yes, I'm very proud of my large poo's; it's like a feeling of 'I made that' and I've often been sad to see them being flushed away
Until next time, stay safe everyone
Sunday, February 07, 2021
stan
I find a lot of toilets in the UK now don't make a really good PLOP sound when it drops like they used to do
Years ago they seemed to have a greater depth of water and a longer distance from bum hole to water, resulting in a "KERSPLUNK"
Has anyone else noticed?
I've heard that toilets in Australia and Eastern Europe have excellent plopping acoustics - has anyone any experience of these?
Thanks
StanMina
heated loo seat
Dear Robyn and Victoria,
Yes, our loo seat is heated by electric. It has plug. There is button so we can choose temperature, cool or warm or hot.
Now Mina is writing (always Mina writes) but Hisae is behind me to massage shoulders, Maho is my left with mobile in left hand for dictionary, Kazu is right side. She also holding mobile. Sometimes they pinch my bottom, when they do that I am hard to concentrate. So I tell them, stop to pinch.
Dear Josie,
Where do you live? We think, New Zealand perhaps.... But we have never been there, so we don't know loo situation there. We know situation of USA a bit because we read at this site. We are often shock because loos are messy very much. But perhaps it is prejudice of us.
We hope everybody is well.
Love from M+K+H+M
Marie
Reply to Red
I too am a fan of car mom. Have you pooped in that house or a car?
Taylor
Hi Robyn!
Hi Robyn,welcome to ToiletStool. I've loved the stories featuring you posted by Victoria.
1) Have you ever been asked to be a seat-warmer?
I haven't been asked explicitly but I have been kindly told "You can go first" by my girlfriend. Basically she was telling me "It's cold, please warm it up for me!"
2) Would you do it, either if someone needed to pee or needed a #2?
I would do it if it was one of my friends and we were close, assuming I also needed to use the toilet. I'm not going to sit there just for the purpose of warming it up
3) Has someone ever warmed the seat for you?
They have, but it's always been because they needed to go too so they went first.melanie
i haven't posted for a while on this forum but i'm back with another story.
i heard my parents arguing the other night upstairs and i had no clue what it was about but i heard my mum say "she really needs it."
well today my mum came into my room while i was on my laptop and told me that she had something for me and told me to follow her.
i was really confused because my birthday was just last month so it seemed weird for her to have gotten something for me, but she led me into the bathroom and on the floor was one of those squatty potty things.
i kind of laughed at first because i was so embarrassed but i was grateful that she thought to do that for me.
my mum laughed too, telling me to try it out, so i put it on the floor under the toilet and sat down, putting my legs up on it. (i didn't pull my pants down or anything) i didn't have to poo so i don't really know how it will work but i guess i'll see.
right now i haven't pooed in a week but i don't actually feel bloated or uncomfortable and i'm not having urges.Richard
Does anyone have stories about porta Jon's or pit toilets?
Do you look down them?
Have you heard your neighbor let loose?Catherine
Feeling Proud of Our Poop
Sarah E: I appreciated your stories, and I'm really glad to know that your sister was sympathetic to your accident. I get it when you say that there were things that felt good about the accident, even though you were embarrassed.
But one thing that you mentioned that I haven't really touched on in my posts is that you said that you felt proud of yourself. I too have a feeling of pride when I have an enormous bowel movement. Usually these come when I miss 1-2 regular trips to the toilet, leaving the poop more firm than usual.
So, I wanted to ask everyone, do you have a feeling of pride when you have a really large bowel movement? Do you have any feelings at all towards any type of poop that you have? I've heard that diarrhea can make some people cry or sad.
I'm really interested in your responses to these questions!
Thanks, Sarah E., for bringing this up in your stories.
Love,
Catherine!Pat
Just Replies
Kaycha - I can only imagine how aggravating, never mind embarrassing, to start peeing your pants with almost no warning! Please share your other stories of peeing your pants, either as an adult or younger.
Sarah E - At least your mother, your sister, and you all can share the stories of when you all pooped your pants!Audrey
Centralia: I loved your story, did you ever do that again?
Survey I found (my answers):
Where have you gone before? (so to speak...)
Have you tried:
-Change rooms in clothing stores?
Yup. Haven't peed, but laid out paper towels I brought on the floor, lay down, and did a two foot long turd and some mush, while watching in the mirror. I did get a little pee out, which wasn't much of a cleanup problem. Put the poop in a plastic shopping bag and threw it in the trash. It's truly an underrated pooing position, as it's very sensual.
-On the front door step of a neighbour you don't like?
Nope.
-In your living room? (Or all around your house)
I want to do this more, but I can't break it to my family. I did piss all over my living room floor once, but it was a lot of cleanup.
-On public transit?
>Wearing diapers & going while you're sitting next to your fellow commuters.
Nope, sadly.
-In a Mens(women's if you're male) Room? Yes, because no one was using it, it was one unit, and the ladies was occupied.
-In the urinal of a Mens(women's if you're male) room? Yes, I love that!
-In the woods? All the time!
-In your front/backyard? Yes, a lot in the back,but I will wear a skirt with no panties to pee squatting in the front when I'm gardening. I can blame poos on the dog.
-In the garden of your front/backyard? Sometimes, I never poo this way cause a family member might be mad.
-With some friends? Yes.
-On the side of the road, just off a busy highway with other cars going by? (But NOT in one of the lanes. "Safety first", you know...) Not often.
-A mall parking lot after you've just done some shopping? Once, got caught and spanked by my aunty.
-In a large potted plant somewhere in your home?
Just pee, just barely.
-In a friend's pool? Yes, only pee.
-On a beach? Pee, every chance I get. Poo, I once got buried y my friends in a sitting position, up to my neck. I removed my bikini bottom and did a big poo while I chatted with my friends.
-Perhaps in the park near a jogging path you use regularly? Yes.
Kenna: very clever having Josh squat like that.
Marie: Can you tell me about going in the men's room? Also, the beach? I just adore your stories!
To answer your questions, I don't have my potty anymore. It was a white seat with a little cup/bucket sitting in it for the piss and shit. I didn't get an STP because I can't order one without my family finding out, and I can pee standing anyway just by spreading. I have pissed in cups and bottles and pood in containers in a car, but I don't have a car yet, so I have not done a real "car pee" have you?
Shannon: I would love to hear about how you got to do these wonderful contests with your friends!
Marie
A shitty wedding
Some years ago, when I was 19 years old, I went to the wedding of a distant relative. I went there together with my sister, who is 2 years older than me. After all that formal stuff was over, we went to the food area and got us something to eat and drink. I got myself a cappuccino and a piece of tiramisu, my sister (she knows that she is lactose intolerant) got her something different. Our cousin was handeling the food area, so we talked to him for a little while before sitting down and starting to eat and drink.
Some time later, I felt a rumble in my stomach which made a loud noise, so my sister heard it. She asked my if I'm alright because that sounds like her stomach when she ate something with lactose in it. While I was answering, her stomach suddenly started to rumble very loud as well. "Well, this is strange, I ate nothing wrong.", she said. "I guess your stomach has a different opinion on that.", I replied. "Nah, that's just because I ate so much." I thought that she probably is right, so I didn't care about my or her stomach any further.
But like 15 minutes later, my stomach got more and more bloated and the rumbling got worse. "I don't think that our stomachs are just too full.", I said to my sister. She was sweating heavily and holding her stomach in pain: "I gotta go!", she said and ran to the toilet. Which by the way was not easy to do. We both were wearing full-length dresses and like 6 inch stiletto heels and also the way to the toilet was long and led over gravel, thus not being the ideal match for our shoes. But my sister managed that super well because she's experienced in wearing heels. So I watched her running towards the building in which the toilets were and finally entering it.
I still sat on my chair for another five minutes when I felt the urge to fart. But this fart was very wet and accompied by a loud rumble in my stomach once more. So I decided, I could use the toilet and got up to go. Different than my sister, I'm not super confident in wearing heels, I avoid wearing them mainly because of my height (With these shoes I'm around 6'2"). So I tried to walk slowly and as grazile as I could, but halfway to the toilet, I once again had to let a suuuuuuuper wet fart rip, which told me, I should get to the toilet sooner rather than later.
I tried to run, what of course went terribly wrong because I hit the ground with my heel in a bad angle, supinated my angle and fell down. Now my beautiful dress was dirty and the bystanding people laughed about me. But worst of all, I had to fart again and I could tell that I'm pretty close to shitting myself. So I rushed into the Washroom, which luckily was empty apart from the last cabin. From there I heard my sister groaning and diarrhea splashing into the toilet.
I ran into the next stall and answerd mother nature's call. "Marie?", my sister asked, "Is that you?". "Yes, how are you doing over there?" "Pretty shitty, I haven't had diarrhea this bad in a long time." "Me neither." "So I guess, you're probably lactose intolerant as well.", my sister diagnosed. "Could be possible, but what about you? You didn't eat something wrong but you're still shitting like there's no tomorrow." "Thank you for the kind reminder. I don't know, maybe the orange juice i drank made my guts go wild." "Yeah, that could be possible."
After we spend ten more minutes on the toilet, we both were finished and came out of the stalls. I refreshed my make-up and tried to remove the dust from my dress. "What happened to you? Did you decide to go hiking?", my sister asked. "No actually, I just tripped on that stupid gravel. I'm really impressed how you just ran over it like it's the easiest thing to do." "Well, that's all training, you should probably wear heels more often." "Maybe I should really do that in case, I will get diarrhea like this once again. But now let's go."
After we came back to our table, our cousin approached and asked me: "Hey Marie, are you okay? I did see you falling." "Yes thank you, I'm fine. Except from the shame that accident gave me." "I can understand you", he said, "Remember that time, you tripped me up at grandma's birthday so I spilled my drink all over my pants and you told everybody, I would have peed myself?" "Yeah sure, why do you mention that?" "I guess today makes up for that, you disgraced yourself pretty hard out there." "Wait, did you have anything to do with that?" "Well, I surely couldn't trip you up, but maybe there was something in your drink? And for the next time, watch your step so you didn't trip again." "You are so stupid!", I shouted at my cousin. I stood up and wanted to step on his foot with my stiletto to punish him for what he has done. But suddenly, I felt a bowel movement and my stomach rumbled so loud that I knew, I would need to run again.
So I rushed to the toilet once again and exploded in that bathroom stall.
Bianca
New Place
Hi folks! We moved again, and I love our bigger bathroom. This mobile home has 2 of them too, but I've only seen the hall bathroom. I've done several poops already in the hall bathroom including diarrhea after having Long John Silvers. I'd guess you would say that meal put a gold star on my poop session because although it was urgent, it felt relieving. Unlike other moves, their was a sad part (the bird cage fell, and 1 parakeet died in my room of a broken neck). The single one is fine for right now, but Miss V said that I could have 5 of hers! Hopefully I'll get excited enough to do a good urgent poop. The hallway bathroom looks like this: About mid sized with everything next to each other. Toilet and sink are on the right, with a comfortably sized bathtub next to the toilet. Hope you all enjoy, bye.
Shannon
Replies and update
Hi everyone! I hope you are all well. I have a couple replies and an update.
Catherine: Always lovely to hear from you :) I know what you mean about it being like a nice bonus to your relationship with Alan. I like that a lot. No need for it to be a main focus since the lucky thing about bathroom interests is that it comes up everyday multiple times lol. So there is plenty of organic opportunity for some sort of occurrence, and no need to force the issue. You two are very lucky. I have a little more about Brian and my girlfriend (Alexis) that I'll write about later in my update.
Sarah E: I really enjoyed your story about your mom pooping her pants in the car. You described her desperation so well, including how she would sit up and lean forward towards the steering wheel from time to time. I know that move very well lol, as I've been desperate to the point of soiled undies in the car many times. I do feel bad for her though, it's embarrassing in front of family and may feel particularly embarrassing as a parent in front of your children. I've pooped my pants in front of my parents, my brother and some other relatives but since I don't have kids that's not one I can say I have perspective on. But one thing I know is that I do have kids there is a 100% chance they'll see me poop my pants.
Anthony T: regarding the feelings of having an accident, I don't think you can describe it any better than how Catherine did. There is just so much involved. The main thing is you're fighting against your own body to stop something from happening that you don't want to happen. It BECOMES an all encompassing experience because it takes everything within you just to try and resist, then to feel it coming out of you when you're not trying to do it is just an overwhelming sensation to me. As for the crying, that tends to happen to me if I've had an accident in front of others and I'm feeling very embarrassed. I guess the feelings of embarrassment overwhelm me or something because typically crying is the way I respond to that feeling. I have never seen anyone poop their pants on a plane, but God thats a scary thought. That could definitely happen to me and I've been apprehensive about taking long flights in the past because I have that concern. I wouldn't want to find myself getting desperate during a time where we couldn't use the bathroom. I feel so bad for that girl, she must have been mortified. Plus then she was stuck in the plane with a mess in her pants having to sit among all the witnesses. Ugh!
So it wouldn't be an update from Shannon if i didn't have an accident to write about... January's accident total comes in at 3. There were the two I wrote about last time where I went in my pants in the stairway at my apartment building because the fed ex guy kept me from getting to the bathroom in time, then I went in my pants in the car waiting for the atm machine.
My latest one is by far the worst of the month, and one of my most unpleasant accident experience in a while. I woke up with stomach cramps and had a fairly loose poop first thing in the morning, and I didn't feel totally relieved after. I went to work but I really felt uneasy, and by the early afternoon I decided I was too unwell to stay at work. I told my boss I was leaving, and I grabbed my stuff and headed to my car. On the way there i could feel a dull gurgling in my bowels and I knew I would need to poop soon... I felt kind of hot and clammy and nauseous in addition to my growing need to poop. I needed something to settle my stomach in the worst way, so I stopped at CVS to buy some pepto bismol. I went in and found it pretty quickly, then went and got in line, and as i was standing there, my stomach gurgled uncomfortably and I suddenly needed immediate (!!!) relief. I firmly squeezed my cheeks together and looked around urgently for the bathroom, but just then the register opened and it was my turn. I made the flash decision to just rush through the transaction and get out the door before letting go in my pants, because I knew I wouldn't make it to the bathroom by that point. I walked up to the counter and before I even put the bottle down, my butt started pushing against my will. I panicked and quickly changed my mind and asked the cashier "where's the bathroom??" But it was already over...i fought it as hard as I could, but soon I felt a blob of hot, soft poop starting to fill up my undies, and it was spreading up the back because I had leggings on. It wasn't quite diarrhea but it was very soft and came out in splatters, so unfortunately it was noisy...some wet farting accompanied by a squelch or two... it was deadly obvious to the cashier and the customers behind me that i was pooping in my pants. There was simply nothing I could do about it...I just burned red with shame as I clumsily paid for my pepto bismol, sheepishly thanked the cashier, and started to waddle away- all while continuing to shit in my pants. Needless to say I was incredibly embarrassed... luckily I was wearing full panties so it stayed in my underwear. When I was leaving cvs I heard a male customer say "that really sucks" and i was like yes it does, sir...yes it does... I waddled all the way to my car as I felt the hot mess squish and slide around my butt and my crotch with every step. As I sat in it in the way home I just kept trying to reassure myself that it was no big deal because it was just a few strangers who saw. Even so, its always an ordeal to poop my pants in public... for some reason whenever I poop myself in a public setting I'm always paranoid that an onlooker is going to take pictures or videos of me. It seems silly but I mean in this day and age where people always have a camera, I'm sure seeing a grown woman soiling herself at the checkout counter in CVS would rank fairly high among document-worthy events you see in the world for some people. God...just imagine that. You suffer the humiliation of having an accident in public, then video of it winds up on the internet for others to see too. What would you do???
Anyway, by the time I reached my house I felt horrible. I was sick and weak and I had a second round of pooping my pants after I parked my car. I got out of the car and used all my power to get inside, then stripped down and took a very long shower. I didn't wanna deal with rinsing out my poopy underwear for the washing machine so I just balled them up and put them in the trash. They were just this old cream colored pair of cotton panties anyway, nothing fancy. When I got out of the shower I took some of the pepto bismol and went to bed. I must have had a little bit of a stomach bug because later that night I got up and had another fairly loose poop and felt dehydrated. I never threw up though, I think the pepto helped. So that's where I am at so far for 2021...a little bit of a rough start but I'm still confident I can do better!
Here is something interesting though.. I didn't tell my girlfriend what happened since its embarrassing (I've told her I have accidents sometimes but I haven't pooped myself around her to this point), but for some reason even though I didn't want to tell her, I told my coworker Brian pretty easily... he texted me to ask why I left work, and I told him all about how I didn't feel well and i stopped for pepto bismol and then i pooped my pants at the checkout counter. Just like last time he knew about it happening to me he feigned sympathy but I definitely got the feeling he liked it. He asked me a few more questions about it, including wanting to know what i was wearing. I feel kind of guilty for telling him and not my girlfriend but I have a feeling I will wind up telling her later anyway.
Xoxo
ShannonRobyn
Thank you to all for the welcome
Hello again,
I'm at Victoria's and just wanted to say thank you to all who replied! Taylor, Catherine, Mina/Maho/Hisae/Kazuko are some of her favorite people here and I can see why now!
One question though: heated seats? Is this something where inside the seat itself that you control separately? Victoria got me a bidet attachment that attaches to the toilet itself for Christmas but what we both wouldn't trade for a seat that didn't require external warming! We live in one of the coldest parts of the country; Taylor, imagine Scotland if it snowed more than it rained in the winter, M/M/H/K, imagine Sapporo if it didn't snow as much. We alternate on who sits down first if we both need to go and there are rewards if it's a particularly chilly day;)
<3 Robyn and Victoria