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Mika

Toilet Snake
Hi I'm Mika I'm new here and I wanted to tell a story that a I was reminded of when I was watching a youtube video by Brew today.

OK, so I was playing some video games with my little sister Amy she was 9 and I noticed she wasn't paying much attention to the game we was playing so I asked her if she was bored of playing this, an she tells "No", so I asked her what was a matter and she tells me "Nothing, I'm fine"

so a little bit later I tell her "Um I gotta go use the toilet, how bout you?" she look at me and seems unsure and goes "Um..." so I say "I'll take that as a maybe, so just come with me" and grab her hand and pull her up and she tell me "Sure" and comes with me on the way to the bathroom I notice her holding her butt, so when I we get into the bathroom and close the door I tell her "Since you need to poop you can go first" and she just holds on to me and I notice it looks like she might cry, so I ask her "OK please tell me whats a matter" she tells me "um I'm scared", "of what?" I asked "using the toilet" she replies "why?" I asked, "umm snakes" "oh I see, you mean because of that story" and she nods at me.

Yeah last week our aunt had talked to our mom about how a snake had came up the pipes in the toilet once a long time ago.

I tell her "It's OK there's no snake" "but what if one comes while I'm sitting?" she asks while squirming I tell her "it won't, but if it will make you feel better do you want to use Jessi's potty chair?" and she looks over at the potty chair and then nods to me "OK then I'll use the toilet while you use the potty chair" and she goes over to the potty chair and pulls down her panties and lifts her skirt and sits down then I hear her fart, then I go over to the toilet and lift my skirt and drop my panties to my feet and sit on the toilet and start peeing, I hear Amy farting again, after a bit latter I'm done peeing and start wiping then flush then I see Amy grunting pushing hard then she looks up at me and says "it's stuck it won't come out any more" I tell her "when I have trouble I take deep breath and lean forward and push hard" she tells me "OK I'll try that" then takes a deep breath and leans forward then I hear her sigh and hear crackling echoing behind her "It's pushing out!" she says with a giggle "I think it was just stuck cause it hit the bottom" giggling then I the door opens and Jessi (she's 3 btw) runs in then and says "Peepee" I ask her "Amy had to use the potty chair can you wait?" she then shakes her head and says "no gotta Peepee bad!" while holding her self and squirming " I ask "then you want me to help you go pee in the toilet?" she shakes her head "Peepee bad now" and pointing at the potty chair Amy is still using, I then ask "about the sink you want to peepee in the sink?" she looks over to the sink then nods "Peepee bad sink" "OK then I'll let you go peepee in the sink" she the pulls down her pull up and I lift her up on to the sink and then she start peeing strongly in the sinks for a bit then in slows down a bit then I hear Amy grunting a bit then hear more crackling and her peeing too, while I'm holding on to Jessi I see her stop peeing then see a turd drop into the sink and she say's "me done" and I let her down and she runs over and gets some tp and brings it to me and I wipe her. and toss it in the toilet, then get her pull up back on then she runs off, Amy says shes done now and get up to go wipe I looked in the potty chair and it had alot of poop in it, a thick real long log and 3 more shorter ones and some pee "So I guess you haven't pooped since last week huh?" and she says "umm.. yeah" "so I'm guessing you peeing somewhere besides the toilet" "yeah I was peeing in the sink" she said with a giggle "well at least you didn't poop in the sink" I joke, and she just kinda looked at me "I was just joking!" "it was just once a little bit on accident", "it's fine, I was just joking" and we just laugh, "So if want I can come to bathroom with you, if you want that is" "ok thanks" then we emptied and cleaned the potty chair.

SunTree

Work From Home Habits
Hey all!

I must admit that it's been a long time since I've been here. Glad to be back though!

With the pandemic being the way it is and working from home being my new normal, I've come to get more comfortable with my bathroom habits. First off, I love that working from home has made it so I can fart whenever I need to. Back in the days of working in an office, I had to hold it in which leads to big discomfort or slowly let it out without anyone hearing of smelling it. Now I proudly blast whenever I need to and can enjoy the feeling of it being release without the embarrassment. As for pooping, it gets a little dirtier I suppose. I've always been a fan of taking poops and it's an important experience for me to have daily. I live for the hard ones that build up pressure that causes farts to slip out. I will hold it in for a bit until I can't anymore and then I head to the bathroom and either let it out on the floor, toilet or in my pants if it's hard enough. Being at home means I can enjoy this process daily without judgement. Pooping at work always was a worrying point because if I had a gassy bm, I would always worry that I would be heard and smelt. Now I can just let loose whenever I feel like it.

I look forward to another year of being more comfortable in my home! Cheers!

Kung Poo

Lactus Syrup
My wife Jodi has been constipated for almost 5 days, so at advice of our doctor, she started taking a laxative called Lactus Syrup.

It was after dinner when she took a spoon full. We proceeded to watch TV, both of us lying on the sofa, her in a T-shirt and panties. An hour later she felt a little rumbling in her intestines, and started passing gas. But that was all. She started lamenting about how lame this laxative is, and I started suggesting trying a glass of prune juice with loads of water.

We realised we spoke too soon.

After we finished the rather forgettable movie, which means it must have been about 2 hours since she swalled a does of the Lactus Syrup, she suddenly said she need the toilet NOW. She immediately rushed to the toilet in our bedroom. We have an open concept toilet, which means glass walls, and we installed blinds for guest privacy, but we usually don't use the blinds when it is just both of us.

She rushed in, lifted her T-shirt, lowered her panties, sat, and then she moaned a low nasal moan"nnnnnggggggggggggggg" then she goes "ow ow ow ow ow big one big one ow ow ow". I was watching the whole time and I asked if she needed any help, like a lubricant or something. She said nonononono it's big and it's coming out and she moaned again "nnnnnnnggggggg" and at this point I heard a loud PLOMP and then what sounded like craaaaaaaack SPLASH - the plomp must have been the hard nugget blocking the entrance and the craaaaacck splash is the large turd that slides right out once the gates is opened.

Ahhhhhhhhhh, Jodi moaned. She looked at me and smiled. "All cleared, feels sooooooo good!"

Rosalynn

Really Cold Weather and More Peeing
With the really cold winter we've been having, I'm finding I have to pee a lot more. On 3 mornings last week I peed before I left home for school. When I got to school I practically ran through the parking lot and up the outside steps to get into the building and onto a toilet. Once I got to the large bathroom I practically broke my wrist because when I pushed to open the door it was locked. 7:15 and the janitors had forgotten to unlock it and turn on the lights. So I ran down the hall, getting very winded, and thought I could duck into the boys for a fast piss. That too was locked and I hurried to the staircase that would take me up to 2nd floor. I climbed with a couple of stumbles that would most certainly have resulted in an accident. I kept reassuring myself that I wouldn't have any clothing problems like unbuckling my jeans. Or the time I was in 6th grade and couldn't get my suspenders down fast enough. Big accident in my jeans that ran down both of my legs. Yes, the upstairs bathroom was open. I turned into the first cubicle. Even though it didn't have a privacy door, I didn't give a damn. I yanked my coat and loose-fitting dress up and thudded my butt onto the seat. Even though the seat was cold and I was sighing relief, within seconds something didn't feel right. Then I immediately remembered. I hadn't pulled my white underwear down. That's why the draining into the toilet bowl seemed quieter than normal. I knew my underwear was drenched. I took my coat off, placed it over the panel. It fell of twice. I got angry and thought 'F*** it!" I left it on the floor as I re-seated myself, raised my legs and pulled my underwear off. I needed several pieces of toilet paper for wiping. I threw my underwear in the trash and the bell rang for 1st period and I had to run. I took my crap 3rd period. It was messy and I needed to do a lot of wiping. Then at lunch I had to sit down for another long pee. That was different, too, because one of our security matrons took the toilet next to mine and did a really nasty crap.

Richard

Surprise
I have written about outdoor pit toilets and I am very interested in them. My last post was about my wife and me pooping in one. 20 years ago we used to go camping with friends and there were many stories about pooping. My wife used to love to give me a "show". One morning she was gone when I woke up and she came back and said she had to crap without me. She just couldn't take time to wake me up. So I got up and started making breakfast and our other friends rolled out and were enjoying coffee. After breakfast I had cleaned up and was getting ready to go to the toilet. Our friend Julie stood up and said that she had to go and she wasn't sure if she would make it. I was on my way when I heard this so I moved along to get a seat for the show. She entered the last stall directly behind me. I looked between my legs and I could see a reflection of her ass. She exploded creamy poop before she sat down. She didn't realize it but it went all over the seat and she sat in it. I hollered "surprise"! She wasn't happy and sat there laughing as I dropped my bomb. I peered down once and saw her looking so I stood slightly to show her the reflection. She seemed preoccupied with something else and started to moan. I thought she was pooping again but she was doing something else. I guess I turned her on. She went back and told my wife all about it and we all laughed and joked for years.

Bianca

To Erin
Erin: I love your office poop story. Seems by your description that you had a lot of bowel action in there. Hope the person with diarrhea felt better afterwords. I listened to videos on going potty in space. As stated in an earlier post, astronaughts wear diapers on space walks, but have special equipment for the bathroom. The bathroom stall uses hoses,, suction, and bags to catch poop. The pee gets recycled to turn into safe usable water. The space station seems so neat, that maybe I'll dream of pooping/peeing in the cool bathroom. Also, I think composting toilets are awesome, too. Sadly, my mid-sized poop this morning had to be left chilling out, because the water is still being worked on. Boy, I had to keep from gagging too hard at one point after a pee. Speaking of things in the toilet, I'm sure some of you have dropped your phone in one. I haven't done anything like that since I normally don't carry a phone around, but I did however, something crazier. My old government phone plan is discontinued (has been for awhile) so I disconnected the battery and broke that phone in half. Lol, that was a lot harder than breaking apart the toughest poop, because it envolved slamming to weaken the plastic, etc. I didn't have to poop after all that excitement, but I was certainly glad when Mom came home to help dispose of my morning solid toilet deposit. Hope all of you enjoy. Bye.

Kaycha
So one particular traumatic accident was when I was 10. I was playing at the neighborhood park and suddenly needed to pee-pee. I knew I'd never get home in time but I needed to go bad and so I (wrongly) thought if I went just a little in my panties I wouldn't need to go so bad. I hid behind the jungle gym area and let out a little pee. But a little was just a little too much and I squatted to try to stop the flow but I couldn't And not only did I completely wet my jeans, I also accidentally pushed a thick solid load into my panties. Tears filled my eyes as I watched my puddle soak into the ground. I knew all the other kids would see the wide wet stain that ran down to my socks And the bulge in the back of my pants. I wanted to go home but I was nervous to be seen and teased. But when I came out nobody seemed to notice my wet, messy jeans except the only adult there. I'll never forget this b----. She was a sub at my school and knew very well about my potty problems. She also wasn't at all understanding or sympathetic. She called me over to her, grabbed my arm and turned me around to examine the softball size load in my pants. "What's wrong with you. No other 10 year messes her pants. I tried to pull my arm away but she gripped it tighter and I started to cry. She said I don't want you here anymore; you're a freak and your parents have obviously indulged you too much. Now go home and please don't come back around my children. I was in tears trying to explain that it was an accident but then she yelled at me to get out of here. I ran home crying. On top of that, I got spanked for going potty in my pants yet again. I never told about that lady because I was afraid she'd call me a liar and then I'd get spanked again. I felt so traumatized and as was frequently the case I wet my pajamas that night.

Bianca

Manual Flush
Hi guys! The city is experiencing water shortages, so our family has been doing manual toilet flushes. This means instead of the automatic fill, we do a manual one. Because of this, I've gagged a bit smelling the decaying poop in the bowl in between "flushes". Also, from my experience, the water drains from the toilet tank quickly. The other day, Mom had to throw a solid turd out the back yard. This morning's was a little softer, and smelled a bit ripe probably because of the seaweed I ate. Btw, that pee covered heater is gone now. I found out a little while after the incident that it was an infrared model. Lol, just imagine having an infrared toilet. Maybe your shit could glow. Anyway, have to leave soon, bye.

Peter

To Erin B
Erin your great story about dump time at work brought back memories from a few years ago when a lady named Amylee used to post stories about the 10am and 2pm dump times at the insurance office where she worked.They were always a good read.

Stephen

Snow poop
I'm Stephen and this is my story of what happened to me a few days ago with my friend Anthony. He and I were "sledding" in my backyard and I put the quotation marks because the hill isn't that big but it's enough for us to slide on our sleds down. We were doing that and I felt that I needed to poo. Actually felt that urge for hours while we were out there but didn't wanna go inside because I'd get snow everywhere.
"Man I gotta take a crap" I said to Anthony and he said "ok go ahead" and I said "I don't wanna go inside because I don't wanna track snow in" and he said "well then go out here"
I thought that idea was ridiculous because we had neighbors and everything but I was so desperate to poo that I did. I went over to the side of the house where the roof kind of covers a small bit of the side of the house from the snow, the trash cans were there so I took my pants and underwear off and put them on the trash can to keep them dry, meanwhile Anthony walked over and made fun of me for being half naked in the snow, but I ignored him. I knelt on my hands and knees on the snow and started to urinate. I put my head down and looked between my arms and saw my penis starting to pee. I was done within about 10 seconds. Then I started to push. I felt my bottom open up as a long turd came out. Anthony was behind me watching and laughing. All of a sudden there was a cold breeze and I winced because I felt it in my penis and scrotum. But I kept on pooping. I asked Anthony after a minute or so of pushing "is that thing nearly out yet bro? It's taking forever to come out" and he said he didn't know. It very slowly came out after just hanging out of my bottom for a couple of minutes. I pushed out some more long poops. Anthony found an old rag and wiped my butt for me quickly and I put everything back on. We got an old snow shovel and disposed of my poop by putting it all in a plastic bag and throwing it in the garbage bin, and we threw the shovel away too. We went back to sledding after this. Hope you liked my story, it's my first post here

Monika B.

Small accident
I hate my bladder! So I carefully plan how much I drink before going to work. I have a cup and a half of coffee and a little water at least an hour and a half before leaving. I'm usually okay, barely needing to go by my break time and feeling it more by the last hour, but it's usually easily manageable.

Not today.

I felt a need to pee by barely forty five minutes in. It wasn't bad; it was more annoying than anything else. This happens occasionally, but on an urge to pee scale, it's like... a 3 or something, so it's easy to hold. Today, I'd say it felt closer to a 5. Still manageable, just uncomfortable.

So this was at about 10:15, or 45 minutes in. Then, by 11, I felt a much stronger urge. By 11:30, I was really feeling it. I'd say the urge was maybe a 7? But then ALMOST the worst case scenario happened. It could have been really bad. So I was walking around the sales floor and suddenly, the urge REALLY got bad and I LEAKED. I couldn't hold it; I leaked for a couple of seconds at least. OMG. THANK THE STARS I was wearing a pad! I think it caught... everything and didn't show on my pants. I guess I leaked enough that it eased the urge a bit, and I was able to hold the rest until I got home. Weirdly, it didn't get worse again until the end, but I'm used to needing to go by the end of my shift. I didn't drink any water on my break either, which I hated, since I hate being dehydrated.

It was kind of embarrassing, but I also felt like I got away with something. Lol. I'm mad at myself at the same time, since holding through a 5 hour shift should be easy, but not today. Ugh.

If anyone says I should have just used the work restroom, I'm honestly not sure I could have controlled my bladder if I did step into the restroom. Especially since I'd wash my hands before even stepping inside. My breaks are only ten minutes, and if I did decide to use the restroom, it would have honestly taken the whole time because of my whole ritual. Plus I would've felt disgusting for the rest of the shift, like I'm covered in COVID. It's honestly much easier to just hold it. I SHOULD be okay in the future; I think today was just weird and my bladder is kind of weakened from earlier this week when I held a full bladder for like 2 and a half hours. I know for most people that's probably nothing, but my tiny, sensitive bladder makes it feel worse than it probably is. I'm honestly really bummed that if I did work full-time, I know I couldn't hold it for a whole shift, at least not regularly. Blah.

Jasmin K

Chronic Constipation
Hi It's been quite a while since I posted but having been catching up on posts today I read Rachel's post to Melanie, and it made me think about the constipation situation in my family and the description of slow transit kind of fits with us, although we always though we just got constipated easily and so were constipated most of the time.

I've just done a really large hard poo, about 10 inches long and fat and mainly knobbly chunks stuck together. The last 4 days I've only managed pebbles and they have taken ages to get out so when I pulled my knickers down and sat on the toilet straining this morning a few pebbles came out first. As I had more time I kept on straining hard as I knew I hadn't done enough poo to be empty. I felt some more poo putting pressure on my bum inside and kept pushing until a big solid log started to come out of my bum. It stopped coming out every time I stopped straining. After it dropped I strained some more and produced some softer but formed little logs. I would say the total length of my poo would be around 14'inches and total time on the toilet 1 and half hours, state of bum very swollen and sore.

Rachel and Melanie

Im my family my Gran, mum,elder sister, my cousin who lives with us and me are always very constipated. My Cousin was on a special diet to help as she was very constipated but at the start of lockdown she told us she wanted to eat what she liked and stop her diet ( it was rather bland and none of the stuff kids like ) We told her that she would have a hard time to poo and she said she would do it like we, (me and my sister) do.
Rachel my mum had a similar rule for me and my sister, except we were made to go everyday,which was the same rule that my mum had from her mum when she was younger which basically was every morning before school,it was my sisters turn first as she was older, whether we had felt the need to poo or not, we had to sit on the toilet straining as hard as we could for up to 1/2 an hour whilst mum stood there to make sure you were straining. If you were able to make yourself do a poo that was good if not you had to go on the toilet again in the evening for up to an hour. If on the second day in the morning you didn't do a poo that evening it was for up to 2 hours on the toilet. On the third day it was an hour in the morning and if you did it you went late to school with a note if not mum would phone the school to say you were sick and wouldn't be in. You spent most of the day on the toilet until you did it. I remember 1 really bad time when I was 10. I was kept off school after not going poo for 3 days, I had a swollen belly and was only dropping tiny little pellets of poo, my bum was so sore on the first day it hurt to walk and I was straining so hard on the toilet it made my bum bleed. My mum used to feel underneath me when I was straining to check that I was straining down hard and to check if there was poo coming out. She would also insert a finger with Vaseline on it and wiggle it around which was supposed to make the poo come down, it also caused me to strain down very very hard but the pain would make me try to stand so she always had a hand on my shoulder to keep me sat down. When it had got to that stage I wasn't allowed to get off the toilet because I used to try to do it in my knickers as it seemed to hurt less and in the comfort of my bedroom and often in bed the pain of it coming out seemed less. On that occasion it was 3 days before I did a massive poo which hurt so much coming out it made me cry. I was kept off school the next day as my bum was so sore it took more than 1/2 an hour for me to do my poo in the morning. I don't think I had much time off school after that because I realised I had to get the poo out before it got so big so I strained very hard every morning even though I made my bum bleed and if I didn't do it on a morning I stayed on the toilet on an evening untill I did it, most times anyway.
Might post again soon
Jaz x

Monday, February 22, 2021

Eileen

Reply to Mike
Hi Mike , it's been a while . I had a really big poop this evening , Biggest one in a long while . I hope we will talk again very soon . Love from Eileen xx

Bianca

Example
To all your adventurous peeers out there,today one of our family members set an example of how pee, and electronics don't match. The pee got in one of those plastic upright heaters with just the heating elements inside. Any kids who have ever peed on something hot like that knows that the smoke smells bitter/acrid like burnt copper in combination with the pee turning into steam. I don't know if any human child has peed into a running heater, but the dog definitely was lucky he didn't get an electric shock to his pee hole, or start a fire. Also, our pipes have froze, so I've had to leave a turd deposit in the toilet along with all the pee. When this happened, we closed the lid so the bathroom doesn't stink as much. The pipes in the bathroom didn't freeze completely at first, so I was able to flush some poop. I went nearly 3 times. I think I've read about peeing into plants, but I believe peeing into a heater is a first for this forum. All I know is, as dangerous as that was, that is something I'd surely not do. I guess family members (humans or not) try to be sneaky and act up. This incident has made me think that their's surely been a child that has peed into electronics. Maybe they've done it to the point of not just frying the device, but cooking their pee, too. Bye!

Erin B

Poop at work
Hi guys! I'm back again! Today I wanted to tell a short story about what happened at work this week. I'm finishing up college soon and have been working part time at an office in my city.
So today I was sitting at my desk and felt the familiar need of pressure in my stomach and knew I would probably need to take a dump soon. I got up and went to the restroom on my floor. My urge wasn't too bad I just needed a nice healthy unload. When I went in it was really busy. It was around 10am and that seems to be a pooping time for everyone on my floor. There are six stalls in the bathroom and all 6 were in use with one girl waiting at the sinks. I could hear some farts and plops from a couple stalls and it was clear I wouldn't be the only person in need of a poop. The girl waiting was wearing a nice skirt and jacket with nice black heels. Two stalls opened up at the same time and I went in. I was in the end stall while she took the one to my right. I pulled down my black slacks and panties and sat down. As she sat down I immediately heard her toot and let out a number of turds in succession with farts as they came out. The bathroom really smelled with all these women pooping at once. I heard another woman in some other stall have diarrhea and felt kinda bad for her. Meanwhile, my poop was taking a while to come out. I pushed hard and felt a knobby turd slide it's way out. It was super long and the relief was so nice. I sighed once it came out and started to push another. My stall began to stink really bad and I heard some women at the sinks comment about how they need air fresheners in the bathroom. I pushed some more and three big turds came out in a row with a big fart at the end. I felt done and began to pull some toilet paper. My neighbor was still pooping and she kept on farting. I wiped about 7 times and I was really dirty back there. I looked at my creation in the bowl and it was a couple banana like turds in the bottom. I flushed and left some huge skidmarks for the next person waiting. As I was washing my hands someone took my stall and I felt kinda embarrassed that she knew I totally left those haha. Anyways I went back to my desk feeling a lot better and was able to get my work done early for the day. As I sat at my desk I kept on thinking about the times most women in my office poop and I've noticed that around 10 and 2 is when most people take their dumps on my floor. Have any of y'all ever noticed this phenomenon? That's all I have for today! Hope you guys enjoyed it!

Catherine

Responses and Farewell for Lent!
Hi friends,

I am a day late doing this, but I wanted to make some quick responses before signing off for Lent. I will be back after Easter to catch up! I had every intention of posting before yesterday, but I did not want to ghost this wonderful community that I care deeply about.

Shannon: I am so sorry that happened to you! Are you OK? Sending warm thoughts, prayers and positive energy your way! I am not one to give unwanted advice, but since I will be signing off, here's my two cents worth. Just please know that this comes from the heart. I do agree that seeing your doctor would be a good thing. We all have accidents but it seems that yours are beginning to interfere with your work and your life. And, it's OK not to be OK. It sounds as if you have mild IBS or perhaps something is not agreeing with you if your urge to go is accompanied by strong cramping (if you are not sick). Here are a few suggestions: First, try Kegel exercises. After I gave birth, I had an issue controlling my farts. I've always been slightly gassy, but I've hardly ever lost control. My problem is that my farts are not the stinky kind, but they can be loud and bubbly. The Kegel exercises helped me to regain tightness and firmness in my rectal and anal regions. Second, try adding some yogurt and fiber to your diet to help with the cramping. I eat Oikos Triple Zero daily along with All Bran buds on my cereal. It seems counterintuitive, but having a more bulky stool helps with control and cramping. Third, try to make sure you are taking care of you - plenty of rest/sleep, prayer and meditation, and regular exercise. These will reduce anxiety, which can affect your gut. Again, these suggestions are come with love and concern for you. I don't like giving unwanted advice but since I will be away for a while, I thought this could be helpful. Sending love to my fellow SPAS!

Victoria B: You asked about our toilets. Yes, they use electricity for most of the functions - warming the seat, air purifying, etc. Charmin told us to "enjoy the go" and that's what lead us to splurge on our toilets!

Trina: I hope you are well! I look forward to hearing from you!

Adrian: Just plain water makes me pee, as I don't drink a lot of beer and no energy drinks. I only have one cup of coffee daily. Hope you are well!

I hope everyone is well and will have many amazing bowel movements in the next several weeks! Until then...

Love always!

Catherine!

Audrey
Marie: You mean one where it's just an ergonomic bucket that you pee and poo in? The porta potty box has a little toilet bowl which you pee and poo in, and a hatch which dumps it into a box below which you can open later to flush. I did a poo in it yesterday, but I didn't want any cleanup, so I just put toilet paper in the bowl, did a poo, which is fun because in such a small bowl it pushes back into you, and peed in a drinking glass. Then I just flush the piss and shit down the toilet.

Mina

Dear Josie
I think size and shape of intestine is depend on diet when we are children. So because you came to Japan when you are adult, maybe no change even you ate like Japanese.

But I have lots of questions, I don't know answers. Kazuko has very long intestine just like me. But she digest her food more quickly, so she eat even more than me, and she goes to loo more often to drop twenty turds. She need very long time to finish her motion because always there are more and more and more to come out. But she is so happy to be on loo. It is her favourite place! I love to see her smile when she is on loo long time with her super-busy bottom. (But when she finished, she stop to smile.) I don't know why her digestion is so quickly.

I and Maho sometimes cry when we see Kazu on loo. Because we are so happy for her!

Thank you Victoria for information on your washlet. It is different type with our type.

Love from Mina and 3 crushes

Monika B.
So I'm still holding throughout my shifts, and I've gotten very used to it. For the most part, I barely even feel a need until the last half hour or so, and it's not even urgent. I've almost perfected the timing and hydration. My shifts ARE only 5 hours, so it's not super impressive, but considering throughout my whole life I've generally gone every 2 hours (I'm known in my family for my tiny bladder), it's impressive for me. Like I said, I'm usually not even desperate.

Not today.

So I got to work at 9:30, and I kind of felt the slightest need to pee. My bladder is often weaker in the mornings because of the coffee. I felt okay; I felt more of a need on my break at noon, but I could easily hold it. I drank about a cup of water still (I usually drink a little water on my calls). I probably should've skipped the water today; by 12:45, I really had to pee. The feeling would kind of come in waves, and I would actively clench it in. Usually, I'd feel okay after that, but near the end, there was just this constant dull pain in my bladder alongside those strong urges. Basically, I couldn't stop thinking about how badly I had to go. I had to make a stop at the post office today too; a quick one luckily, but omg, I had no idea how I was going to hold it until I got home. I refuse to use the work restrooms because of COVID and I surely wasn't about to try to find a public restroom.

I ride a bike, so while riding from work, I would push hard onto the seat to help hold it in. I made it through my post office stop without embarrassing myself, although I made a mistake while writing the address. Then, while FINALLY on my way home, I had to wait for a train to pass. By that point, I had to go so badly that I was pretty sure I was going to have an accident once I got off the bike. Luckily, I was wearing a pad today, so it wouldn't have been a total catastrophe if I had. I MOSTLY made it; I did leak while unlocking the front door. I rushed to the bathroom immediately and I swear I peed for over a minute.

I don't even know why I needed it that badly; I didn't drink that much today. I sometimes enjoy the feeling of having to pee, but I don't know if I enjoy holding a full bladder for two and a half hours! I know others on here have gone MUCH longer, and I'm not sure I'll ever get to that point. A full bladder will always feel painful to me; not unbearably so (I actually quite like it sometimes), but I don't think I can put up with it for much longer than I did today. Btw, I'm not feeling any pain or anything after, so I didn't overdo it, luckily. Just wish I had a bigger bladder, or at least a stronger one.

Trina

Story
Hi guys. Not much new happening with me. Living that #quarantinelife and not going out too much.

Shannon - sorry (?) about your embarrassing work accident. Having peed my pants behind the counter serving a customer before I kind of understand, though a poop accident would of course be worse in that situation. Hope you can figure things out with Alexis. At least Brian is helpful!

Since I've had no more accidents of my own to share, I guess I could share some I've seen others have. Growing up I had a friend who was also somewhat accident prone, so I have a few stories about her. I remember in elementary school around 3rd or 4th grade we were on the playground after school one afternoon near our houses. She had been fidgeting for a little while and I knew she needed the bathroom but she didn't say anything and didn't want to stop playing since it would be time to go home soon anyway. We were taking turns on the swings and she was swinging and I was behind and pushing. She was wearing a skirt and white panties (hard to miss when you're under and behind while pushing a swing!). After a while I noticed a small brown mark under her butt but didn't say anything. A few minutes later I thought the brown mark looked bigger. She was swinging kind of quick so it was hard to tell for sure. I tried to pay closer attention every time she swung back towards me and she was exposed. Next time I could tell for sure the spot was bigger now instead of the size of a quarter or smaller before. A few moments later I looked again and the brown stain was a little bigger and poking out some, like the size of an egg. She slowed down and stopped and said maybe it was time to head to her house. We walked to her house a couple of minutes away. I didn't say anything and neither did she, but was was clearly walking a little funny. We got to her door and while she was getting the key to unlock the door she stood very still and her face turned bright red for a few moments, then she got the door open and hurried inside and straight to her bathroom. I waited in her room until she came out and then I went into the bathroom so I could go, but also because I was curious, and after I peed I looked in her trashcan and found her panties stuffed down slightly to be covered up. I carefully pulled them out and examined them. There was a large stain under the butt as though she completely pooped them before getting to the toilet, but seemed mostly solid. A little damp in the crotch as well from pee. I found it quite exciting. I carefully put them back and went back to her room and didn't say anything and neither did she.

Enough for now!
Trina

Monika B.

Small accident
I hate my bladder! So I carefully plan how much I drink before going to work. I have a cup and a half of coffee and a little water at least an hour and a half before leaving. I'm usually okay, barely needing to go by my break time and feeling it more by the last hour, but it's usually easily manageable.

Not today.

I felt a need to pee by barely forty five minutes in. It wasn't bad; it was more annoying than anything else. This happens occasionally, but on an urge to pee scale, it's like... a 3 or something, so it's easy to hold. Today, I'd say it felt closer to a 5. Still manageable, just uncomfortable.

So this was at about 10:15, or 45 minutes in. Then, by 11, I felt a much stronger urge. By 11:30, I was really feeling it. I'd say the urge was maybe a 7? But then ALMOST the worst case scenario happened. It could have been really bad. So I was walking around the sales floor and suddenly, the urge REALLY got bad and I LEAKED. I couldn't hold it; I leaked for a couple of seconds at least. OMG. THANK THE STARS I was wearing a pad! I think it caught... everything and didn't show on my pants. I guess I leaked enough that it eased the urge a bit, and I was able to hold the rest until I got home. Weirdly, it didn't get worse again until the end, but I'm used to needing to go by the end of my shift. I didn't drink any water on my break either, which I hated, since I hate being dehydrated.

It was kind of embarrassing, but I also felt like I got away with something. Lol. I'm mad at myself at the same time, since holding through a 5 hour shift should be easy, but not today. Ugh.

If anyone says I should have just used the work restroom, I'm honestly not sure I could have controlled my bladder if I did step into the restroom. Especially since I'd wash my hands before even stepping inside. My breaks are only ten minutes, and if I did decide to use the restroom, it would have honestly taken the whole time because of my whole ritual. Plus I would've felt disgusting for the rest of the shift, like I'm covered in COVID. It's honestly much easier to just hold it. I SHOULD be okay in the future; I think today was just weird and my bladder is kind of weakened from earlier this week when I held a full bladder for like 2 and a half hours. I know for most people that's probably nothing, but my tiny, sensitive bladder makes it feel worse than it probably is. I'm honestly really bummed that if I did work full-time, I know I couldn't hold it for a whole shift, at least not regularly. Blah.

Rachel

To Melanie: Slow Transit Constipation in Families
Melanie,

I hope the squatty potty helps you poop. From the sound of your symptoms, I think you might be like me and my family and have "slow transit constipation", because you can go a week or more without any urges, which sounds like something that happens to you a lot. I'm surprised you aren't bloated or uncomfortable right now because I tend to get really bloated with bad stomachaches when it's been a while since I pooped, which is how I'm feeling right now. I know how hard and miserable it is to poop then, once your body finally decides it's time to go. I don't think you've ever mentioned it before, but I wondered if you knew if your mom ever gets constipated, because chronic constipation usually is hereditary. Maybe she isn't though because then she'd be more understanding during the times she had to help you poop. Like you, I've had constipation problems since I was a baby, and my mom has slow transit time too and doesn't poop more than once a week or so, just like me, so she understands what it's like to struggle to poop pretty much always and have it be hard and a lot to push out and be hurting and miserable when you can't go. She's very understanding and has helped me and my sister many times in the same ways that your mom has helped you and a couple of other posters have said about their moms also. How often are you usually able to poop successfully? I looked it up and it said it can be as bad as only every 2-3 weeks for some people. Thankfully 10 days is about my average worst, which happens a lot, actually, for me, my sister, and my mom, but I had to go to the doctor once when it was really bad and had to get disimpacted, which was so awful. I don't know if that ever happened to my mom, but I think so. She also has mentioned that she was really constipated each time she was pregnant and my sister and I had issues pretty much since birth. My mom has a rule for my sister and I and also herself that we have to sit and strain to try to poop every 3 days, so we usually can't poop until the 2nd trying session of the week, and more often than not, not until the 3rd trying session. I know straining is bad, but I rarely actually get the urge to poop, which is so frustrating.

tip for Abbie
here is a tip for Abbie. i read that you get splash back and get embarrassed by plops when you poo. if you put toilet paper in toilet first, then it will stop unwanted splash. eat healthy foods and your poo will be soft and not splash either.

Brandon

Very Eventful Update
Hey everyone it's Brandon again with an exciting update! Less than 24 hours after I submitted my last post, Naomi came over to my place for the first time. She was spending the night. Right before we went to bed, she used the bathroom. I couldn't hear anything for a few minutes until I heard a flush. Shortly after I heard the toilet paper holder sound. Then another flush before she washed her hands and came out. She rather bluntly said she had clogged the toilet and asked if I had a plunger. I did not since I've never managed to clog my toilet. She started laughing saying how now we were screwed since it was past midnight and no place would be open at this hour. I suggested she let it sit for a few minutes and try again. To my surprise, she came out and said it was quite big and would certainly need to be plunged.

I found it refreshing how open she was about all this. Had it been me in her situation, I would've been ridiculously embarrassed, but she seemed quite open about it all. Well an hour or so later, I was still awake in bed. Naomi was asleep at that point so I decided I'd slip out of bed and take a peek at the damage. I quietly got up and went into my bathroom. The lid was down so I pulled it up to reveal a big fat log coming out of the hole. In fact, I was pretty sure this one was bigger than her last. It's no surprise my toilet couldn't cope. There was a single piece of paper as well. It didn't smell too bad, which was surprising. I put the lid back down and tiptoed back to bed. I thought I had gotten away with it when Naomi, again super bluntly, asked if I had just gone to look at the size of her poop. Thank goodness the lights were off because I'm sure my face went bright red. I lied and said I had gone to pee but forgot about her poop. She probably didn't believe me, but she chuckled and said yea that was a big one wasn't it. At that point I couldn't resist and admitted I had seen her dump the other day in her apartment. Again, instead of being embarrassed she was cool with it and apologized that I had to see that, saying she was in the process of plunging it when she needed to leave to meet me for the hike. The toilet had overflowed a bit hence the towels that were around the toilet. She said she usually takes big shits and credited genetics for that. I guess it runs in her family? I didn't ask. She said she only goes once a day and usually clogs up the toilet unless it's a strong one.

The next morning we went to the hardware store nearby where she bought me (I tried to pay but she insisted) a plunger for my apartment. She said it probably wouldn't be the last time I needed it if we were going to keep dating. She came back and did the plunging herself. At that point I was comfortable enough to joke with her and asked if she was also going to pay for the extra 5-7 flushes it took her to get it down. She told me to F off and accused me of secretly enjoying it. I don't think enjoy is the word I would use, but she wasn't totally wrong.

Reading through some of the stories on here it really sounds like it isn't super uncommon for people to take such big dumps. I've read a few on here so far that are surely exaggerated, but even so it seems Naomi isn't alone in her pooping powers. Maybe eventually I'll get the courage to show her this site.

Anyways, that's my quick update. I really am into her and hope to keep things going. Based off these first few toilet encounters with her, I expect I'll have more to share here in the future.

Friday, February 19, 2021

Thunder

Australia's Highest Poo
Many years ago I camped overnight at the foot of Australia's highest mountain. .... Mount Kosciusko and upon waking in the morning left my tent and pulled up some thick undergrowth, which was like moss and " had a shit ". It was one only large long and soft turd . Just very recently I , and my partner, walked up the mountain again and she became a bit desperate for a poo. They have now constructed toilets and she went and did the deed...... I only managed a fart.... that was all that was within me , The bucket list being a poo as high as you can go in Australia.

John H

Forgotten close call
Hi all,
As mentioned in my last post I am going to share a story from my childhood that I had forgotten about but was reminded of the experience after reading a post by @Sarah E.
So I don't remember how old I was when this happened but I guess I was around 8 or 9 years old. I was with my parents who were shopping. I was sitting in the bacc of the car and I don't remember becoming desperate to go but I must have been holding a poo because I do recall needing to go.
I can recall the building desperation and holding for all I was worth. I remember telling my parents that I needed to go to the toilet. At the time our car was parked in a car park outside a supermarket.
It was at the stage that I was so desperate to go that I was begining to except that I was about to have an accident and the pressure was so strong that I almost wanted to just let go so that I could have relief though I knew that if I relaxed for one second there would be no stopping it from coming out.
Looking back I don't understand why my parents hadn't taken me inside the shop to go to the toilet but I think it was at the stage where I wouldn't have made the walk to the shop as we were parked the far side of the car park, right at the back.
I remember telling my dad that I really couldn't hold it and I was hoping he would have some magic solution but there was nothing for it. I had to get out of the car and go behind it and drop my pants.
The second I squatted down what felt like a massive log rushed out quickly. I can remember the total relief and I needed to go so bad that I don't remember worrying about other people seeing me dropping a log in a public car park.
I am not sure what I wiped with but I guess we had some tissues in the car and I remember getting back in and still feeling so relieved. It would have ben such a mess if I had have went in my pants but it was the nearest I recall that coming close to happening. It was such an intense pressure and I wonder how much longer I would have lasted before a definite accident if I had not have went behind our car.

Thanks to @Sarah E for the memory. My last post turned up a page down from the top and i included comments to @Sarah E, @Marie, @Audrey, @Kaycha and @Robyn if anyone wishes to go back and read it.
Thats all for now. Take care all.
John H

Thunder

Help with Bodily Issues
Yesterday I saw an occupational therapist, and amongst many other things we spoke about bowel and bladder management and things like difficulty wiping my bottom. Also we spoke about incontinence and how I manage same . An example is that although I want to poo early in the morning nothing happens till later and I think it is because the necessary muscles are too exhausted. The other problem is that sometimes in bed at night I am up and down for a wee and the compounding problem is that it disturbs my sleep but each time I get up I have to sit on the bed for a while as I get dizzy and do not want to fall. Will keep you lot posted

Shannon

oof
Catherine: so far, Alexis hasn't seemed judgmental or grossed out about my problem, but its hard to tell. Her demeanor when I've talked about it with her seems like one of concern. I really don't think i'll be able to tell until it actually happens and I see how she responds. But I'm pretty worried that she's going to be put off if I have a poop accident in front of her... the story I'm about to share has a little more on Alexis' attitude towards it, and on Brian, too.

Accident number 4 of 2021 comes in on February 12th... its shaping up to be an even messier year than last year... I think I need to get real with myself and talk to a doctor about this. I've let it go for so long since I don't mind doing it in my pants as long as no one knows, but that's the catch- I keep winding up in situations where I can't hide it from people. It just seems like I'm getting less and less warning before I reach the point of not being able to hold it, and the cramps that hit are more painful than they used to be, making me more likely to let go too soon. My risk of not making it seems to be going up rather than down despite the measures I've been taking to get better control over my bowel movements. I talked at length with Alexis today about it and she agrees that it's worth making sure I don't have some sort of underlying health concern that could be contributing to my incontinence issue. She's pretty worried about me because of the accident i had at CVS a couple weeks ago combined with what I did yesterday. speaking of which, heres what happened.

I was at work and I accidentally pooped in my pants at my desk while talking with a customer.

I just had to go so bad... I had been holding for close to an hour but hadnt had a chance to get to the bathroom. I had a customer come to my desk when I was just about to head to the bathroom, and I desperately looked around for Brian to take the customer, but unfortunately I saw him coming back to the desk with his own customer so there was nothing I could do. I just prayed the man would only have a quick question or something easy, or something that I could excuse myself from. I said hello and we got to chatting and i learned that he had a lot of things to go over and he wanted to get some materials quoted. I knew it would take a few minutes and i just felt this wave of anxiety ripple through my body... I clenched my butt a little tighter and crossed my legs as I stood behind my desk and tried to focus. But it didn't take long at all before I was wiggling around like crazy- crossing and uncrossing my legs, tensing up my hands and feet, taking deep breaths and resisting the urge to hold my hand over my butt. Then, I got the cramp. My eyes filled with tears from how bad I had to go. Whenever I'm about to have an accident it always feels like it's the worst I've ever had to poop in my life, but I swear...this WAS the worst I ever had to poop in my life I think. I started commanding myself "don't poop don't poop don't poop don't poop don't poop" over and over really fast in my head. I knew i just had to make it through this one wave of pressure without letting go and then i could quickly excuse myself and rush to the bathroom... but I'm Shannon, so instead I started pooping my pants...i tried to cover my butt with my hand to hold it back but it just poked right past my clenched cheeks and slowly crackled its way into my undies, tenting out my leggings into a bulge that felt as big as an apple.

It. Was. INCREDIBLE. just... absolutely 11/10 on a scale of relief and pleasure as it came out.

Too bad I couldn't enjoy it because I was at my freaking desk with a customer! I think my heart was pounding so hard that people could hear it. My face was so red that my ears felt hot. But worse, I still needed to poop REALLY bad. I couldn't see because my eyes were still welled up with tears and I was just blindly nodding at my customer while he talked at me and I couldn't pay any attention to him at all... I was too busy focusing on trying not to make the mess even worse... I managed to regain control after a few seconds and could somewhat pay attention to my customer, but I was only looking for an in to excuse myself. I felt my stomach cramping again and before I could even interject to excuse myself, I pooped again. It came out a lot faster, was much softer, and it made some funny noises when it came out....I just felt the warmth overtake my whole bottom, and I discretely pulled my cardigan down to hide my butt. I stood there nervously while the customer continued talking, and I was just trying to keep myself from having a panic attack and make a plan of what to do. I was very far from the bathrooms and in order to get there I would have to go past Brian and his customer leaving my desk and then I'd have to walk past the waiting customers, and also my supervisor who was doing something nearby. This wasn't like my other work accidents that happened just outside the bathroom... this was a bad, bad situation. I didn't know what to do. I really didn't...so I just went about my business hoping no one would be able to tell.

It was going ok for a minute. We began working up the quote and I just tried not to move around too much and would occasionally tug my sweater down a little to keep the bulge covered. But then the smell got me... I could catch a whiff of it every here and there, and it was bad, but I was hopeful it was staying close to me...but my heart sank when my customer scrunched his face up and started looking at the bottom of his shoes. He was clearly looking to see if he'd stepped in dog poop or something because he could smell my accident...I was mortified. That's when I noticed Brian looking at me funny, too.... I got sick to my stomach with embarrassment because I figured he knew what I did by that point...

I carried on through the rest of the quote and the customer never said anything about the smell... when he finally left I breathed a huge sigh of relief and turned to head to the bathroom... I took a couple of ginger steps away from the desk when Brian stopped me...he just said "Shannon" and I said "yeah?" And tried to avoid eye contact. I felt him staring at me and he just asked, knowingly, "are you ok?" With a funny tone. I started to cry a little and said "I'm not...ill text you" and I rushed away to the bathroom. I had to pass my supervisor and two other coworkers on the way there, and by then I was in tears. They all tried to stop and ask me what was wrong but I just kept going...unfortunately me being in tears heading to the bathroom while leaving a stinky odor behind was a pretty dead giveaway about what was wrong.

I texted Brian from the bathroom and told him I had another accident. He said "I know I'm bringing your stuff to the bathroom. You'll be ok". I was embarrased that he said he already knew but I felt relieved that he was already taking care of me... within a minute he was at the entrance to the bathroom with my coat and my bag, and I left work early yet again due to an accident. On my way out my supervisor was looking at me with pity and just said "feel better hon...". Ugh. It was brutal walking out of there knowing pretty much all my coworkers were going to find out what happened. This is what I've always dreaded.

I was really upset on my way home naturally. By the time I got back to my apartment I had calmed down some and was trying to at least take pleasure in the sensations of my accident, and I spent a moment reflecting on the initial moment of release and how good it felt despite the circumstances. I got home and cleaned up right away.

So I've texted with Brian about it obviously. He's been really really sweet, reassuring me that everyone at work loves me and just hopes i'm ok and says that he promises no one will bring it up when I come back. It doesn't help me feel less embarrassed but its sweet of him to try. He has told me to let him know if there is anything he can do like 5 times lol. I was finally like "bro I crapped my pants. Youre acting like I lost a loved one!" in a teasing way, and he said "I know i just hate it when you're upset" :)
A little while later Alexis got home from work and I texted her to come over. She asked why I was home so early so I told her what happened. Her response was "oh no, babe!" Before we got into a whole discussion about why it keeps happening and what I've been trying to do about it. She didn't seem judgmental or upset with me but it did feel a little lecturey like a parent grilling their child. It wasn't bad, just more of a tough love kind of approach in a way? Anyway we ultimately got on the idea of me bringing up the problem to my doctor and going from there. So thats where I'm at... anyway, I will update further soon.

Xoxo
Shannon

Caro

Which bathromm can or shall I use?
Hi,

I have in the moment one question. I'm non-binary (so neither female or male) and I am not sure which bathroom I cn use or shall use. It would be great if everywhere all gender toilets would be available, but that is sadly not the case. Do you have any experiance in this case?

Victoria B

To Mina
Interesting! The way it works with mine is that the cleaning function also is what heats up the water. There are two knobs: one of them controls the temperature of the water and one of them controls the cleaning function and the pressure of the water.

The angle the water comes out at is controlled by a separate lever. The way we sit and go is opposite: I take off my jeans and panties and sit as far back on the seat as possible both to pee and if I need to go poop. The water warms while I do my number two and if I need to flush after two or three motions I stay sitting down. Once I'm done I slide forward on the seat and either reach behind to adjust myself or have Robyn do it if she's with me. She's been known to pinch when she does that.

The reason why is because I have a large bottom and the part of it that gets to do the honors of kissing the turds goodbye is set low and close to my vulva. Opening me up from the rear means that the water goes only where it needs to go. Then one or both of us washes and wipes. It's the same when Robyn goes except she also leans forward for her number twos. Like her, I also don't let the opportunity for a nice pinch go to waste!

Love,
Victoria and Robyn

Richard

Pit Toilet
Hi Everyone,
I have a story for you. Last Friday night my wife and I went out to dinner for Valentines Day. We went to an upscale restaurant and had a fantastic meal. The ride home is about 45 minutes. About 10 minutes my wife said that she had a special present for me when we get home. Well about 15 minutes away she said honey I am not going to make it. She then said that her present was going to be to let me watch her poop as she had been holding all day. There was a boat launch with a frozen lake nearby. She wanted me to pull in so she could get some relief before she filled her panties. I drove in and started for the outdoor toilets. Luckily the snow was shoveled and they were open. I had not told her but I felt a loose one coming on myself. So we each took flashlights and she went in the womens room and I went on the mens side. The toilets are back to back with a concrete wall in between the rooms. However the pit is all open and frozen over so you can see what your neighbor drops if you look down. I shined the light down the hole and she exploded runny goo all over. She was having a bad case of the runs and made a huge pile. As she finished I informed her that I was sitting down. I saw her put the light in the hole and I really let a loose mess of sludge go. She really enjoyed watching. We both cleaned up and as we were leaving another car pulled in and the passenger was a woman and she got out running to the toilet. I am guessing she may have had a case of the runs as well.
On the way home my wife said that there was a pair of underwear on the floor that someone had pooped and left. Does that happen to women very often?

Marie

Reply to Audrey and Red
Audrey: I mean like a baby potty seat, I have one it's great. What's a Porta potty box?
Red: im excited for your story :)

-Marie

Monday, February 15, 2021

Kaycha
One particular accident I remember was at the zoo on a field trip. We were on the bus for over an hour and I needed to potty pretty bad by the time we arrived. I knew my mom had packed dry clothes as usual but I had just started middle school (almost 13) and I desperately wanted to stop having so many accidents. I quietly asked the teacher if I could go pee-pee and she said to wait until someone else needed the toilet then we could go together. But... Feeling shy, I tried to hold and enjoy the animals like everyone else. My need grew. Dribbles dampened my panties then wet my crotch and my inner thighs. Finally I knew I needed to pee-pee now!!! Not sure id make it I quietly asked the teacher and told her I couldn't hold it. Then a pee trickle ran down my leg then another then spots appeared on the ground between my legs then more spots. She didn't seem to notice but she told me to go in an irritated voice. But...too late. I finished going to the bathroom in my pants right as I got to the rent a can. I even had peed on my socks. I was so thankful for black pants. I didn't want to change and let everyone know id wet. The teacher asked me if I'd made it in time. I said yes But as the sun slowly dried my pants, my potty smell became more obvious. A teacher took me aside and asked me what happened. I was so embarrassed. I started to cry and said it just all came out. She walked me back to the bus to get my dry clothes bag. Rough day.

Audrey
Marie: In the garden, I just like going in naughty places, and the garden is a pretty risk free one. I put down just about all of how I do it.
In the living room, I was seeing if I could pee there, because it is often easier mentally to pee in the toilet than not in the toilet. I didn't even expect to pee, but a bunch squirted out.
My family gave the potty to another family with a baby, but recently got a porta-potty box that I might use soon, I might have talked about it. I would love a potty seat, but what do you mean by that exactly? I remember a baby potty seat that would go on the toilet, and I've see videos of people using collapsible toilet seats on stands for camping, so which are you referring to? I've never really wanted to tell my parents.

Audrey
Just Another Girl: I was a little nervous, but, it was secure enough. Also it's AuDrey, not AuBrey.
Shannon: Can you tell me more about your pooping competitions at new year's?

Josie

To Mina
I think you're right about different foods makes different poop. I've been to some country in Asia including Japan, but I haven't been to Korea yet. I saw different motions in different Asian countries and I can see the difference between them. Not every Asian motions were big. Chinese, Japanese and Indian motions were pretty big, but West Asian motions were smaller. So I think rice and vegetables make big motions, also, I can see that west Asian motions were often smellier than Japanese motions and Japanese motions often have more gas than west Asian motions.
As you said your turds were medium size and not so thick, sometimes fat. But for me and my family, we often did a lot of soft or loose ones on toilet, and they rarely break apart. Maybe that's one of the difference cause by our food.
But also, I think the size and shape of our poop were connected with our nation too. Four years ago, I stayed in Japan for three months and ate like a Japanese, but the size and shape of my poop wasn't changing. This is probably because of the difference between our intestine.

Citadel

Peeing in preschool
Sorry I haven't been on in awhile, Havelock E. those stories were pretty cool; I wish everything wasn't so private in the US. Can you share more of your stories? Any stories about peeing in the same toilet with other boys, or comparing penises? Did all of the boys in the schools you went to in France and Germany have foreskins or were some of them cut?

Mina

washlet
Dear Victoria,

I think our washlet use electricity. When we push button, it comes out from back of loo. I know that because there is another button we push to clean washlet, and we see it come out. But if we are not sitting properly on the loo, it doesn't come out. We always lean forward to do motions, so when we are ready for washlet, we have to move back so that our bottom completely cover the loo.

Love to you and Robyn, and to everyone. We hope you all have happy time on the loo.

Maho, Hisae, Kazu, Mina. (Your very own.)

Saturday, February 13, 2021

Steve

To Tyler C
Yeah that was me, I forgot to leave my name lol.

That is an interesting story though, I haven't ever seen someone who has had a legit accident before in public. Also good idea about the TP in your undies tho idk how comfortable that will be, also a full on accident would probably not work. Still worth a try. Of course you can always test out a full on accident to see lmao.

Red

Reply to Marie
Marie: Not in a car, but yes in the house! I'll post about it soon when I have some time... I actually may have the chance to go again tomorrow (probably today by the time this gets posted) so I'll be sure I share when I do.

Bianca

Experience
I love the hall bathroom in our current mobile home, because the toilet is next to the tub. Those designs are nice, because if you've gotta go, the toilet is right there for emergencies. I've really enjoyed taking a bath not only for relaxing in my bathroom, but because the bathtub drain (located near the back close to the right wall) makes this sucking noise while the water goes down. The noise reminds me of the vacuum character from the 90's TV show Tellitubbies. You know, La La, Dipsy, etc. For you toilet fans, I've not heard a toilet sound like that cartoon vacuum, but maybe there's some toilets out there that make other cool sounds. Noise wise, my bathroom toilet is sort of bland as far as cool goes, but it has sounded like extra air entered the drain sometimes. As far as volume, the toilet is the quietest while the hot water on the bathtub runs with a squeal. The only downside that has bothered me is living a bit far from the dumpster leaving me more likely to get lost easier. That being said, the bathroom trash will be going to the kitchen garbage by default, or a small outside bin when we get one. To Marie: I miss Car Mom. She wrote such good stories that I could mentally put myself in them. I don't think I'll pee in the bath anymore since I last did it in elementary school. For now, my favorite thing to do is sit in front of the drain to listen to the water flow. Just like at the 1954 house that we moved out of some years ago, the faucet on the tub (cold water side) keeps its presence known with a constant small drip. However, it seems less of a problem then the old bathroom. Lol, I just hope the squeal from the faucet running doesn't give me nightmares.I could imagine a bad toilet like that could freak someone out.Bye.

Josie

To Catherine and Deb
To Catherine: Yes sometimes I have a feeling of pride after taking a big dump. I often get kind of anxious when I'm constipated, because I can feel there's a lot but I can't push it out. When I'm suffering from serious diarrhea, I feel desperate because the messy poop just keep coming out from my sore butthole and never stop.
To Deb: Nice story. I know it's terrible having diarrhea accident in pants, especially on birthday. Do you usually have serious diarrhea during period? That sounds weird, I sometimes gets pretty gassy during period but never had diarrhea.

Catherine

Responses
Celine: Being constipated for 5-6 days, I'm sure, is uncomfortable and I imagine the reward of relief outweighed the potential embarrassment caused by going at school! A poop like that should make you proud! Thank you for the reply and I hope that you are well!

Jay Bee: Thank you for the kind words! Our family is doing well and dooing well! I like for the urge to build too! Glad that it gives you pride!

Ohio Fan: Yes! The big, long, thick ones are the best! I mean, I want to tell everyone what I just did! I'm grateful Alan gets a rise out of hearing my bathroom boasts and getting texts of my best ones!

Shannon: First, with Alexis, do you think she's a little grossed out by the thought of you having an accident. Does she ever mention her bowel habits? I hope that she would be supportive and empathize with you! I hope she knows that she has something special with you!

Thanks also for answering my question! I also think that it's a sign that our bodies are functioning at an optimum level! When it comes to poop, bigger is definitely better!

Mina/Maho/Kazuko/Hisae: Thank you! I love the intimacy with which you four have when you share the bathroom!

Victoria B: Yes, those are the best kind! Too, I'm so happy that you found someone who can appreciate this aspect of your life! Please tell Robyn we think she's a keeper!

Elphaba: Yes, I too am sad when I doo a perfect poop and have to flush it. I mean, I want to leave it there all day! I guess that's why I keep pictures of my best ones on my phone!

Trina: I'm so glad that you had such an enormous poop the other day! Yes, I've had the same thought when I've had one that was really big and firm. I've thought, "God, that would feel so good in my panties!" Still, those feel so good when you have them. Always good to hear from you! I love my SPAS!

Love to all!

Catherine!

Adrian

Drinks and their diuretic effect
Which drink makes you need to pee most?

A) Coffee/Tea

B) Beer

C) Water

D) Energy drinks

I my answers in order of priority are:

Energy drinks

Beer

Coffee/Tea

Water

Brandon T

comments & stuff
To: JustAnotherGirl great story it sounds like you had a pretty good poop.

To: Marie it sounds like you both had a rough day at least you got to the bathroom before things got worse.

To: Jennifer first welcome to the site and great story it sounds like you had a good poop.

To: Ms. Orthodondist great set of stories.

To: Kristen great set of stories.

To: Erin B great story

To: Mina as always another great set of stories about you and your friends.

Well thats all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site

Victoria B.

To Catherine and Mina/Maho/Kazuko/Hisae
Hey!

We're both getting a slight case of toilet envy; having the temperature control for the seat and the bidet function all-in-one would be pretty nice! Right now both of us have bidet attachments that go beneath our seats but don't use any electricity: the hot water setting draws from the hot water pipes to the sinks and takes a little time before it's ready to wash your buns or your underneath. Is that how it is on yours? Mina/Maho/Kazuko/Hisae, are yours also Totos?

On an unrelated note I've started taking psyllium husk to help compensate for the insomnia meds and that has helped me get back to normal in terms of how often I go. Production is about the same and that's fine because my BMs are always huge!

Love,
Victoria and Robyn

Maho Hisae Kazuko Mina

some answers
Dear Catherine,

I am sorry, I didn't answer your question clearly. I wrote, "our favourite bowel movement" but I wanted to write that we are proud of our bowel movement when it is our favourite.

Dear Richard,

"Pit toilet" is toilet which doesn't flush with water? We have in Japan in countryside, but it is less common every year, when toilets connect with sewer system. We call "botton benjo" in Japanese. I wrote story about it before. You can see on page 2330 and page 2430.

Usually a such toilet is on ground floor, but sometimes on upstairs floor. If it is upstairs floor, turd drop to low level with big noise when it arrives at bottom of pit.

I once had experience in friend's house when I stayed night, she lives in countryside. Loo in her house is sit down style like European loo, but at bottom there is trap door, it is metal, and under the door is pit. So I sat on that loo and began motion. After about 5 "splat" sounds on trap door, it opened with big noise, then I looked and turds were disappear.

I always drop many turds, so I sat down again and started to do. Then I finished, and cleaned my bottom. Then I flushed. Trap door opened at once, with little water, not so much. My turds and paper dropped into pit. I couldn't hear sound.

I said to my friend, "very interesting loo." She said, "it is countryside style. You stay long time!!" I said, "Yes. I relaxed." She was happy hear that. Some of my friends don't stay so long time to do motion, so they surprise when I stay long long time.

I can't look inside that loo because of trap door. But it is possible to look with toilet that is squat style. Sometimes I look, and see my huge pile. I am proud of it!

Dear Josie,

I was relieved you liked my answer. I was worry very much that I wrote offence things, so I rewrite, but first writing was on site and not second one. But you don't angry so I am relief.

You wrote in post "she pushed twenty turds in five minutes" so I replied. But I think, it is not twenty turds but maybe five or six turds that break up into twenty pieces. So there are twenty plop sounds in loo water. With Kazuko and me, it is same. Our turds break. Usually they are not so thick, medium size, but sometimes we do very fat one. Maho does fat one more oftener. Quite often we do pile of mushy at end of motion. It makes burururururururu sound in loo water.

We don't clog loo (touch the wood) because after we drop some turds into loo, we flush. Then we do more turds.

Yes, we are from Japan. But I and Maho are Korean Japanese. Our ancestors in the ancient history were in Korea. Chae (Hisae is her real name) and Kazuko are Japanese. Last time I wrote in post "Hisae don't pinch my bottom" but actually I said, "Chae don't pinch my bottom."

Asian intestine is long, I heard. Because we eat vegetables so much and also rice. So Asian motions are very big. Somewhere this site I read, motions of Japanese are second biggest in world. No.1 is somewhere in Africa. I and my friends love vegetables, so we eat and eat and eat, then we sit on loo 10 or 20 minutes and do huge motion. And flush in middle. (But as I said earlier, many Japanese don't stay so long time, and they go 2 or 3 times in a day. Chae is a such person.)

We are happy that Jane and Mike are settle down. They seem so nice girl and boy.

Love to everyone.

Kazuko, Hisae, Maho, Mina.

Wednesday, February 10, 2021

Mike

To stan
Hi I think you are probably right as I think the older toilets had a higher drop and bigger sump. It reminds me of an ex gf from over 10 years ago her parents house had old type toilets with wooden seats she used to comment that they made big splashes and plops when she dropped a big log and would sometimes ring me while she went or take a pic when she had a big load usually 3 or 4 logs around 6 ti 8 inch with big kerplunks she used to take big pops for a girl of 16 ish

Marie

Reply to Audrey and Other Marie

I was alone at school one evening and I really had to tinkle. So because of that and the fact that I was alone and had my STP I decided to use the men's room. I walked in there found the urinal, pulled out my STP and lifted up my skirt and had my tinkle. The beach is a lot like yours just squatting in the sand or sitting over a hole. I have done many car pees and poos. Can you tell me more about going in the garden and the living room? What happened to your potty and would you want a potty seat? And finally have you ever wanted to tell your family about your interests?

Hi Other Marie! I guess I'm not the only Marie on here anymore. :)

-Marie

Tyler C

Witnessed a Messing
To Steve: I'm assuming you're Steve since you didn't leave your name this time and Steve is the one who always responds to me. Sorry for not getting back right away. I haven't had any major incidents with pooping lately, but I witnessed something back in December that made me more conscious of the possibility of soiling myself.

I was shopping for some Christmas presents for my parents and some friends at the mall. I took care of my peeing and pooping needs before I left because I sure am not going to use filthy public bathrooms in the middle of a pandemic during peak shopping season. It would be a real hassle to do so even if I wanted to because it's a pretty big mall and there are usually bathrooms all around the mall, but because of Covid-19, only a few of them are open. When I got there, I could see a huge socially distanced line forming near the bathroom in the food court.

I was glad I didn't have to go, but not everyone was in the same position. I went into one of the big department stores and started shopping around. At one point, I overheard a girl who I guess was probably in her early teens walk up to an employee and ask where the bathrooms were. The employee explained that the in-store bathrooms that are normally available to the public are closed and the closest one was back at the food court. He started explaining to her where the food court was. I tried to mind my own business, but they were just one isle over and I couldn't help but hear them. I glanced over quickly from where I was and she seemed to be red faced and squirming around a little bit. She had curly brown hair and glasses and was wearing a red hoodie and jeans. She seemed really shy and reluctantly managed to squeeze out the words, "I'm not sure I can make it there in time." I don't blame her. The food court was pretty far from this part of the mall, and even if she got there in time, if that line was even half as long as it was when I was there, she'd probably be finished doing her business by the time she got into a stall.

She was trying really hard to keep her composure, but you could tell she was in a bit of a panic. The guy she was talking to seemed pretty sympathetic and said he'd ask his boss to make an exception. She thanked him in a somewhat pained voice. She kept squirming while the guy walkie-talkied his boss. She slowly stopped moving around so much and lurched forward slightly. She grabbed her butt with her hands that she had been keeping at her side this whole time. She was trying not to be obvious, but it wasn't hard to figure out what she was doing in her pants. Before the guy could speak, she very quickly said "Actually, nevermind. I'm fine." Then, she turned away from the guy and ran off. She ran right past me, and I think I saw a bit of a lump growing in the back of her jeans. I guess in a way she ended up going to the bathroom, even if it was in her pants. I glanced back over to the guy who seemed a little stunned. I awkwardly made eye contact with him, but I quickly looked away and continued shopping as if I didn't notice anything.

I didn't see her after that, but this scene made me realize how easy it is to get caught short and have an accident during the pandemic. So, for the last two months, I've been lining my undies with toilet paper every time I think I'm going to be out for a long time. There haven't been any real accidents, but there was one time a couple weeks ago where some poop started poking out of my butt and it left some marks on the toilet paper that, had it not been there, surely would have skid marked my underwear pretty bad. I'm not sure how effective this method would be against a full on pants messing, but I guess I'll have to wait and see for when something like that eventually happens to me.

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