Marie
My Training Potty
So I realized while replying to Audrey that I have never described to you guys my training potty (or maybe I have but I can't remember my brain is pudding sometimes). So my potty is a purple/pink potty. It's 3 in 1 so it can be used a step stool and the seat is removable. Ummm I keep it in my closet next to some toilet paper for when I wanna wipe and some air freshener. Anyone else have a training potty?
-MarieKermit
modern train toilets suck
though my last post was many months ago I am reading this forum regularly. Today I have a little story for you:
We were heading back from our holiday via train. My wife Kerstin had to take a pee as soon as we entered our first train. Luckyly we were sitting right next to the toilet. The door of the toilet was closing but very slowly and many other people had problems closing the door. This was because it had to be controlled by a row of buttons.
When she returned I wanted to use the toilet myself but a lady already was fighting the door and needed an eternity to get it closed. After some minutes she was done and opened the door. Then it was my turn. I have to explain that I am born blind. Usually I have no problems finding the right buttons for flushing in the toilet but this time it was different. I sat down and had a nice soft stinking poop. When I was done I searched a while to find the flushing button. but all I managed was cleaning the walls of the cubicle with my hands. I even didn't find the button to open the door again. Since I hadn't found the locking button I yelled for my wife to open the door for me. That worked but I left my poop in the bowl. I was glad to be out again.
Some minutes later I heard a different user first fight the door and then flush my poop.
So damn the electronic of the train toilets.
KermitKristi
Taylor :
Great story about you and Jennifer! I love to read about other happy couples who are comfortable going to the bathroom in front of each other.
How long were you two together before you could go in each other's presence?
My husband and I often both use the toilet without a flush in between. Usually the same type of thing that you described- one of us peeing and the other one pooping.
I've also shared bathrooms at stores and restaurants with female friends of mine where we both had to go.
And in college, my roommate Courtney (who is still a dear friend of mine) would take FOREVER in the bathroom when she was pooping. I can't even count the number of times where I'd be doing the pee (or poop) dance as she's just taking her sweet ass (pun intended) time.
A couple of times I just straight up told her she needed to stand up and let me sit down.
Aaaaaand then there was the time me and my friend Becka shared a toilet. If anyone actually wants to hear that story, I'll post it. But if I never post again, it would be because Becka found out that I posted it and then tracked me down and murdered me.
Love,
Kristi
Keci
Cross-stall conversation
The other day I got so busy at work that I didn't get my usual afternoon break in. I almost missed my bus home and with the traffic and road construction bad, in 90 degree heat, on a city bus with no air conditioning, I decided to get off early, pick some things up at Wal-Mart, and then have Cody pick me up in his air conditioned car. By then, my need to pee was past limit.
So I got into the store and none too soon. I was lucky there was a set of bathrooms right by the check out lanes. I opened the door and three users, one with a whiny child that was grabbing for my handbag, didn't seem interested in moving to the right to let others in, and other courtesies. Finally at the end of a long line of toilets I spotted two vacancies. I went into the first one, hung my purse on the inside door, and dropped my underwear as fast as my butt moved onto the white seat. It was so relieving that my piss started immediately, as I heard the door next to mine slam shut, saw jeans and underwear join shoes at floor level, and I sighed as I pissed. I felt so good. I took out my phone to text Cody about my location and change of plans, but then I heard a faint female voice from the other side of the panel ask for my
attention.
This woman, who sounded a bit younger than me, started with a couple of questions about whether I was doing a lot of shopping, had I been to that store before, and what did I think of the bathroom. It was awkward to say the least, and as we got to talking I realized my piss was over, Cody needed to hear from me about the change in plans, and that she was getting me going on a conversation that I hadn't started, didn't want, and that I was going to regret later.
She told me how she hated her job, was breaking up with her boyfriend,
did I know of any affordable apartments for rent, and some questions about the bus schedule. I must have gotten suckered into the conversation for about 20 minutes when Cody finally texted me with the Where the hell are you? question. I pulled my clothing up, didn't flush or wash my hands and went straight out to do my shopping. When I finally told Cody about it, and showed that I felt some guilt about leaving her all alone like that, Cody put his usual humorous spin on it. Since the guys' bathrooms don't usually have privacy doors, he said no guy would have sat through more than a minute of that type of thing without walking out. He said that's what bartenders are for.Taylor
Wet Weather Wetting
I had to go into town today to pay some bills and because it was only a fifteen minute walk each way I decided to go on foot instead of taking the car, being more green, getting exercise and all that. There was some dark clouds but I didn't think much to it, it was a short trip and the rain didn't seem that close... I couldn't have been more wrong.
I paid my bills and did a couple more errands and as I was walking home the heavens opened. Within the space of 30 seconds I was completely soaked, my hair was dripping, it looked like I had just stepped out of the shower. I had been walking in the rain for a few minutes when I felt the need to pee, it had been a while since I had sat on the toilet and I didn't feel the need to go before I left my flat but I think the downpour had an effect on my bladder.
I walked for a few more minutes and the desperation was rapidly increasing, I began to doubt I would make it home so I decided to have some fun with it... It was quite warm out so I was only wearing black jeans and a t-shirt. I was drenched, why not wet myself? I stood still at the side of the pavement and just let it happen. After a couple of seconds pee flooded into my knickers and I could feel my legs getting warm as my black jeans took on a nice sheen. I think it was the most enjoyable pee I've had all year. I went for a short while and then just carried on like normal, the sheen quickly disappeared and to anyone looking, I just looked like a girl who had got caught in the rain. When I arrived home I got out of my wet clothes and had a hot shower.
Kristi AND Steve
Pooping is not disgusting
So this is a combined effort between Steve and me.
This is for the men.
We've encountered a lot of people who are completely grossed out by the issue of pooping. We've read posts about guys who are disgusted by the fact that their girlfriends, wives, or any female poops.
Steve and I obviously don't have that issue. I (Kristi) enjoy going to the bathroom. Peeing feels good. Popping feels good. For me, a good poop is the most pleasant physical sensation other than sex.
And for me (Steve), getting to watch my princess wife go to the bathroom is incredibly hot.
We know that it's not like that with everyone. And that's okay.
But guys... there is nothing disgusting about the fact that girls poop.
You don't have to enjoy bathroom time like we do. You can tell your girl to close the door and not involve you.
But stop acting like it's some disgusting act.
I (Kristi) have been told that pooping is "un-ladylike". Seems ridiculous seeing as how all ladies do it.
We know we're preaching to the choir on this page, but maybe someone here will share this elsewhere.
Men: Your wife poops.
Your girlfriend poops.
That girl you want to ask out poops.
That beautiful movie star poops.
Everyone does it. Guys and girls.
So guys... lighten up. There's nothing gross about a bodily function that has to happen to stay alive!Kristi
Responses
Kamdyn: I know what it's like to be stuck in traffic or have transportation issues while needing to go to the bathroom.
One time, Steve was driving us home from a concert. The restroom lines were very long so I decided to wait.
Am hour later we're at a complete standstill on the interstate. My bladder is bursting, and my bowels aren't empty either.
It was completely dark out, so I slid my jeans down just enough. I then proceeded to pee into an empty drink cup. Fortunately it was a big metal cup that holds like a quart of fluid.
I was able to hold my other bodily function until we got home. I went right until the downstairs bathroom and took a huge dump.
Tonya:
1. Have you ever been at a wedding, amusement park, sporting event where you had to take a huge shit and pee?
Oh my gosh yes. More times than I can count. Before my OWN WEDDING I had to take a massive dump. (There's a funny YouTube video where the bride tells her husband-to-be that she just a huge dump... she said this at the aktar, not knowing that her man had a microphone attached to him.)
2. Have you ever texted your girlfriend's or boyfriend that you have to go poop and told the others you have to pee then when the ones who know you gotta poop ask if you gotta go pee as well?
Haha. Steve loves it when I text him about needing to poop.
With friends, I'm at the point now where I'll pretty much tell them what I need to do.
3. Have you ever had to go on a date for the first time and told your date you had to use the bathroom and you went poop and pee?
When I was in the dating scene, I always took a crap BEFORE a date.
Kristi
Hospital story
When I was 22, I had a major surgery on my right leg. It required me to be on crutches for 2 months and wear a leg immobilizer. I was in the hospital for 3 days and for the first 2 days I wasn't allowed to get out of bed.
This of course made relieving myself a challenge.
I would pee into a plastic jug as they wanted to make sure my kidneys were okay (they'd measure the amount of urine that I was putting out.) I had to maneuver my female parts at an angle in order to do this. (Guys have it a lot easier!) It wasn't terribly hard to do this although there was a time when I spilled a little.
But pooping was a completely different issue. I had to use a bed pan. I had to pull myself up on the bars above the bed while my nurse held the bed pan in place. Not easy at all. And a little embarrassing. I wasn't such a free pooper back then. Plus I'm wearing nothing but a hospital gown.
Fortunately I had the most amazing nurse. Her name was Kait (I'll never forget her name. I nominated her for an award and a few weeks later saw that she had gotten it!)
Kait was in her late 20's or early 30's. She was so kind to me. And one of her responsibilities was to hold the bed pan under me while I pooped... and as if that wasn't enough, she had to wipe me after I was done.
This happened three times over the course of two days. Fortunately, her shifts lined up with when I needed to crap.
I remember apologizing to her A LOT. Pretty much after every fart and after every piece of poop I was telling her how sorry I was.
But this wonderful woman kept reassuring me that this was no big deal for her. I remember after the second time (I think it was the second time) her saying, "You really had to go, sweetie." And then, "Feel better?" (She was right. I really needed to go on that occasion.)
At one point she took a slightly more firm approach and said, 'Kristi. So apologizing. If you've gotta go, that's what I'm here for. "
So if you're reading this Kait, thank you.
Love,
Kristi
Midwesterner
Replies and a Story from Vacation
I thought I would leave a couple of replies as well as share a story.
@Jake
I definitely will share some stories of female friends and family members pooping. I have who knows how many stories about my wife, and I have quite a few about my wife's aunt and cousin, plus some others. In fact, I will share one involving my wife and her cousin right now.
@Victoria @Cathrine
I have been a long time lurker on the site and have always enjoyed your posts. You both are very articulate and have writing styles that convey your stories well. Keep your posts coming!
@Kristi
Glad to see another new poster on this forum! I relate to your stories involving your husband, as some of those dynamics are similar to my wife and I. You have quickly become a favorite poster of mine.
Now on to my story. For those who don't remember me, I'm a 25 year old male who lives in the Midwestern United States and is involved in farming and other agricultural related industries. I recently got married to my wife, Anna, who is a couple years older than I am and often runs the farm with me. I will say that we are extremely comfortable with our bodily functions in front of each other (I admit that I enjoy it), which has produced many stories for me to share. Anyway, let's get into the story from today regarding our vacation.
We had just finished up with our planting season on the farm back in May, and decided that we earned a little getaway. Anna's cousin, Maddie, who is 22, had just finished up with college for the year and wanted to come with us. Since they grew up around each other so much, Anna is more like a sister to Maddie than a cousin. They are both very beautiful women, and many people think they are sisters just based on their looks. We all decided that it would be fun to take a trip to Texas where we had some friends, so we took turns driving and drove down there in a day. That journey is worthy of some public pooping stories of its own if anybody would be interested. Once we finally got to our destination, we checked into our hotel. The three of us shared a room, meaning we also all shared a single toilet. As soon as we got into our room, Anna had to pee and went into the bathroom. She shut the door, but I couldn't believe how much you could hear. The walls were paper thin and didn't do much to block the sound out. I could very clearly make out the sound of her undoing her belt, pulling her pants down, and the thud of her butt hitting the seat. I could even make out her sigh of relief as she let out a forceful stream that hissed into the bowl below her butt. Honestly, the sound was almost as much as being in a stall next to someone. Maddie peed a few minutes later after unpacking her stuff and it was the same way.
Later that evening, we were all just sitting in our hotel room talking to each other after we got done eating at a restaurant where we all ate a ton. I pooped at the restaurant while we were still there, but I figured it would be a matter of time before the girls had to take a dump too. As we were talking, Anna said "excuse me for a few minutes guys, I'm gonna use the bathroom." I got excited because logic told me that she probably was going to poop. Once again, she went in, and I could clearly hear her sit her bare butt on the seat and start peeing. Even with the fan on in the bathroom, it didn't do much to mask the sound. As her pee started dying down, she let out a high pitched fart, which was quickly followed by a couple of plops and a sigh. Maddie and I looked at each other and she smiled and started giggling a little as she said "you can hear like everything she's doing." I replied, "I know, sounds like she's having a good dump." On a side note, the three of us are comfortable enough around each other where we don't try to hide the fact that we poop, but I think we all get a kick out of it. Just then, Anna let out what sounded like some looser poop that sort of "floomped" into the bowl along with some farts. She sat for a few more minutes, and let out some occasional small plops. After she was on the toilet for about 5-6 minutes, I heard her roll off toilet paper, scoot forward on the seat (I know she normally wipes seated and scooted forward on the seat), and start wiping. She rolled off what sounded like a fair amount of toilet paper and spent some time wiping, so I figured this was a messy dump. She flushed the toilet, which sounded like it was working pretty hard to handle her poop and paper. She washed her hands and came out, and said "whew, I really needed that, sorry for stinking the place up!" The smell did start becoming more apparent, but we told her not to worry at all, and that we enjoyed hearing her go. She said "well, I guess I'll get to hear you two go at some point too. Good thing we're close!"
Later at night, we were all asleep when I woke up and heard Maddie get out of bed. She went over to the bathroom, turned on the light, but didn't fully shut the door. I didn't know if she just wanted to grab something or what, but then I saw her go over by the toilet, and I could see maybe half of her as she pulled her pajama pants down to her knees and sat her bare butt down on the toilet seat. Maddie's legs were close together as she started her pee stream, which sort of softly tinkled into the water below. I didn't know if she was just peeing or if there would be more to come. My question was answered as her pee stream started to die down. Maddie pushed her pajama pants down to her feet, spread out her legs slightly, leaned forward a bit, and started to push as she looked at her phone. Almost immediately, I heard an airy fart followed by the sound of poop crackling out. A couple of what sounded like big pieces landed softly into the bowl. It was definitely neat to be able to see Maddie sitting on the toilet actually taking a dump. I had seen her on the toilet before, but it's just one of those things that always perks you up. She normally closes the door for her number two, so she must have just assumed we were asleep and it wouldn't matter. A couple minutes later I saw her lean forward again and make a more audible plop into the bowl. She sat for a little longer when she decided she was finished. She put her phone down, wiped her front, and then scooted forward on the seat, much like Anna, and wiped her backside several times, looking at the paper each time (which I could see had medium brown residue on it). I find it interesting how similar Anna and Maddie are when it comes to bathroom habits. She flushed, washed her hands, and went back to bed. I didn't say anything so I think she just assumed I was still asleep.
Well, this post is getting fairly long now, but I will definitely share more stories from our vacation! Please leave your feedback and let me know what you think!
Target constipation
At my local Target. Been trying to shit for almost 15 minutes & all I been able to get out is 4 hard balls of poop. Soo frustrating because I feel more has to come out & it won't. Ugh.
Optional Dev
Question/shoutout
Have any of you ever talked to your brain when it was sending the signal to poop? I did today. I was 30 minutes from home and needed to go bad and i told my brain it was not a good time, a few times and then luckily it backed down, and even though the urge was gone, when i got home i was able to go and all worked out.
I really miss Mrs. Orthodontist. If you are reading this girl, I really hope you come back. You are one of the best and more underrated posters.
I comb through here every so often ever since 1998 when I was 6. This is such a rare place.
LEA
replies & relay competition
Mina: Thanks for sharing these memories I loved them. I understand that it was a special moment for Maho when Hisae came to sit between her legs because you like each other very much. There must have been a lot of waste in the toilet! So did it go down ok & you used the brush afterwards?
Catherine: Thank you for sharing your story with Alan I think you guys have a great relationship & that's very important. I hope you're doing well know. By the way it's my name which is like Leah but written in an European way because my mom is French lol
Anna from Austria: Thank you too for sharing your story about going in a broken toilet while you were still in high school. I am sorry it was not a nice experience to you and I understand the smell of both your dumps combined must have been quite strong & I would have left quickly too! There is no shame in using a broken toilet when you have to go so that's ok. Let us know if it happens again! Also I wonder whether you have to use the brush a lot in the shelf toilets an whether other ladies actually do it since the brush is filthy?
Sherryl: Your story was great to so thanks for sharing. I hope there will be more of them.
Kristi: I liked your story about your friend Becky and how you shared the toilet at Starbucks. It must have been quite a load indeed & so did you leave skidmarks?
So there goes a story from when I went to a competition with my relay team in my Junior year of college. The competition took place in another city over the weekend so we had to leave super-early on Saturday morning. Our coach was driving the car and all four of us were resting so we would be fit for the race. After 2-3 hours we were all awake and chatting. Our coach Debbie said she would stop at the next rest stop because she had been drinking coffee the whole time and "was about to have a major accident" lol!
So we stopped and we all thought it would be a good idea to go to the bathroom so we don't have to stop again. We we got out of the car Debbie almost ran towards the bathroom and we followed her. The bathroom was huge & had like ten stalls but none of them were in use! Debbie was already locking her cubicle and smashed herself onto the toilet! There's no doubt she was about to have an accident because she started peeing like a racehorse! We thought it was very funny and laughed and asked her how she was doing and she said wayyyy better! All of us took cubicles next to each other and started going too. I peed a little but then I felt like I could go for a number two as well so I gave a push & my backdoor opened and I plopped into the water! Shannon (she's African-America) who was on my left laughed and said you go girl! I felt much better but maybe still had more inside so I decided to wait. Meanwhile I could hear some crackling sounds from Zoey's stall om my right! (Zoey is a cute redhead and the shortest of us four) She dropped many poops and the room filled with a strong stench immediately! It sounded like she had some rather loose bowels. I said "Great job trashing this place Zoey what even did you eat?!" which Shannon and Mary (my fourth teammate) thought was hilarious and we laughed a lot! I think that embarrassed Zoey because she didn't answer anything. Then I pushed another small nugget & I felt done so I wiped and flushed. The strong industrial flush disposed of my load immediately! Debbie, Mary and Shannon were already washing their hands so I joined them while Zoey started to wipe.
We waited by the car and Debbie gave us some protein bars for snacking. So Zoey came back & Debbie said I hope you girls are as relieved as me so let's go! and we resumed the journey. As we were about to arrive Debbie decided we should go for an early lunch so she pulled over at a restaurant and told us to get pasta dishes for the energy from the carbs. So we all had large servings of pasta and salads as side dishes! After lunch Debbie had to go to the toilet again because of all the coffee she had been drinking!
Then we arrived at the budget hotel and went to our room. Debbie had her own but we would be sharing one. Our room was definitely not done properly! There were lots of nasty hairs in the bathroom, the trash bins had not been emptied and the bed sheets did not smell fresh! We deposited our luggage and met in the lobby and complained to Debbie and the hotel employee. The employee said she was sorry the room was actually clean but she'd send someone by to check so we said ok. We drove to the stadium were the competition was taking place, changed and Debbie directed our warm-up. After that, she had us sit on the bench and have a motivational talk with us. When she was done, she said we should go to the bathroom a last time since the race would start in twenty minutes.
We made our way to the bathroom and found that three out of the five cubicles were already in use. By the smell these girls were clearly pooping big time! I guess the upcoming race made all of us somewhat nervous. Mary (she's almost 6'1 and clearly the tallest of us and has a blonde pony tail) took one cubicle and Shannon asked us whether she could take the last one and Zoey and I said ok. Shannon entered the cubicle and said "Eeww, that's disgusting, I'll have to squat!" and she proceeded to climb onto the bowl. I said "beware, don't break your neck now or we're in trouble!" and Zoey thought it was funny. Meanwhile, Mary was done peeing but remained seated so I guessed she had to go number two. I was right as clear pooping sounds started coming from her stall! And Shannon too was pooping because I could hear many super-loud plops!
So Zoey and me looked at each other and thought it was quite funny that five very athletic ladies were pooping in unison! One lady (whose name tag said "Annie" flushed her toilet and exited the stall and went to wash her hands. I told Zoey she could go first and she said ok. Meanwhile Mary was wiping so she was already done! She flushed and exited her stall. As I was about to take it, she said "at your on risks!" with a big smile on her face! So I replied that she was nasty but left me no choice since we were running out of time! Indeed she was not lying! There were streaks all over the bowl and she obviously just had taken a massive shit! I sat down onto the warm seat and peed a little and felt like I could poop because I was nervous but I decided to hold it because I was afraid not to be able to finish in time. As I got out Mary and Shannon were done washing their hands but Zoey was shitting again! The bathroom was very smelly to start with but Zoey adding her signature stench to the place just made thing hellish! We asked her how much longer she needed & she said just one more minute. We made it back to the track just 5 minutes before the start of the race so Debbie was somewhat nervous but she understood because she was a relay runner too back in her days.
The first race started and all-in-all we did ok but Debbie told us we could do even better. We had a one hour break before the next race so Debbie gave us more protein bars and made sure we'd be warmed-up for the next race. The next race went pretty well and we managed to score a qualification for the finale! Our coach was satisfied and we could get back to our hotel.
We came back to our hotel room but the room still had not been cleaned better! Shannon was very unhappy about that because she had hoped for a higher-end stay and told us that we should leave this room even dirtier than it was since no one seemed to care and we agreed, so we littered the wrappings of our protein bars onto the floor. We showered and chilled out for a while. Then we met Debbie in the lobby to go for dinner. Debbie told us we should get a healthy portion of pasta again so she brought us to an Italian restaurant. We ordered our dishes and Debbie pointed out to the waiter that "these girls are way to thin!" (we're all slender) and that the kitchen should feed us well lol! So we had a great dinner with massive servings and went back to the hotel very satisfied. Debbie sent us to bed and told us to get lots of sleep so we're fit the next day and we said ok.
When we said good night and were in our room Mary said she had brought a bottle of vodka! We were very happy and mixed it with some diet coke and drank the bottle empty! Needless to say we had a great time and that I really liked my teammates.
The next morning we were waken up by Debbie because we had overslept and did not show up at 8am sharp for breakfast! She told us to get ready ASAP and come down immediately, so we can have breakfast before 8:30 for a better performance later. None of us was very hungry and I think Debbie was somewhat suspicious but she didn't say anything and just made sure we would eat a lot and all of us would have a large serving of eggs for the proteins. We were not very talkative so she thought we were nervous and told us funny story from her days racing. We laughed to them because she's a gifted storyteller. I could not help but notice some bad stench waves because especially Zoey was farting a lot! At twenty to nine Debbie told us we could get a break in our room and meet up at quarter to ten for check out & heading to the finale.
When we were back in our room we laughed and we were happy that Debbie didn't say anything. We also all had to go to the toilet badly! Shnanon said she had an idea and we shall not flush the toilet as a payback for having a dirty room! Mary thought it was funny but Zoey was somewhat nervous. Mary also said that she actually had to use the restroom right now! Shannon answer "Sis, we've all been pre-poop farting like crazy, it's obvious that you r vodka is about to have us all shit our panties!" She was right because I had been farting quite a lot & could really use the bathroom. Zoey blushed so she was even cuter! Shannon decided that Mary should go first so she could "lay a good base". She said "ok because I really have to go now" and went to the bathroom and closed the door. But then Shannon stopped her and said we're doing this together and no one is closing the door! Mary blushed and said she needs her privacy but I thought it could be funny so I sneaked into the bathroom and I was joined by Shannon. I said "Don't worry girl, this will remain our secret" and she answered, ok, well, here goes nothing! and she sat on the toilet. Zoey finally followed us. We all watched Mary fart a few times and then she said "well you wanted this I really cannot hold it anymore!" and she started going! There weren't many noises but some "flump" now and then and some gentle moans while Mary looked very focused. After five minutes or so, nothing was coming anymore, so she said "I think I'm done." I told her to spread her legs so we could have a look and the sight was impressive! She had produced four giant turds that were so smooth like they were made out of plastic! They were so large they stuck out of th hole and curled around the bowl. She probably just clogged the toilet on her own! Shannon was satisfied and high-fived her and said "Well done, Sis, now I'm next because I'm burstin'!"
I noticed Zoey was sweating so either she was stressed or she was about to have an accident or both lol! I farted quite a lot too so the bathroom was super-stinky and we just started! Mary wiped and Shannon took her place. Shannon then started to shit unapologetically, I think she even enjoyed us watching her! She told her that she really needed this since even before having breakfast! She started to produce tan logs in large amount that would curl on top of Mary's load! Between each turd she'd release some loud farts! Shannon said that all this pasta from the day before really made her go & no doubt that was true! She was there for quite a while while Zoey and I were left farting in agony. Finally, she said that's all - for now! and she started wiping. When she was done she said "Lea, you're next!" but then Zoey said "I'm sorry I'm about to soil my pants, can I use the bathroom now?"
Shannon thought it was funny but Mary and I said come on, she shall go first since I could hold it for a little longer so she went next. She lowered her pants and panties and released even more silent nasty farts! After two minutes or so, she said almost crying "I'm sorry, I have to be alone, can you please leave?" I said don't worry, close your eyes and just go, we're with you but please hurry up otherwise I'll have an accident! So she closed her eyes and I hugged her from one side then Mary kinda hugged her from the other side and patted her back and she started going. Zoey's poop was mushy and extremely smelly! That poor girl has some nasty bacteria in her gut! She farted and expelled numerous waves of mushy stuff! Her face was all pink and very cute while her bottom was producing a firework. The relief was such that she couldn't help moaning as well! Shannon clearly liked what she was seeing a lot since her eyes were shining! Eventually, I asked Zoey whether she could take a break to let me go otherwise I'd have an accident and she said ok. She wiped and it was my turn.
By this point I was turtleheading too so I pulled my pants and panties to my ankles in one motion and started going immediately on top of Zoey's gross mushy load! The relief was incredible! I was done very fast since it was so urgent. My logs were the darkest of all! None of them event touched the water! While I was going Shannon held Zoey from behind so I couldn't figure out what was going on there but Mary didn't comment neither. Finally, I felt done so I wiped and got off the toilet. My teammates were impressed by my load too! I asked Zoey whether she wanted to resume pooping but she said she was done for now. That was a good thing since the toilet was already quite full!
We readied our stuff and checked out feeling quite mischievous. When we arrived at the facilities, Debbie had us warm up as usual and then sent us to the bathroom. This time, all of us only had to pee after our massive clear-outs, but the smell & sounds in the bathroom made it clear that some other competitors were clearly emptying their bowels! Finally, we raced the finale and made it 7th! Debbie was quite happy with our result but we knew we could have done a lot better lol! On the way back, we slept again. As we were arriving, Zoey asked whether she could be dropped off first because she had to use the bathroom and we all said ok at once because none of use wanted to endure her noxious pre-poop farts lol! Mary massaged her belly and said that she'd probably hit the bathroom as well once at home! All in al it was a great weekend and we bonded a lot so it was good.
I hope you liked the story so feel free to comment!Accidental Tourist
Reply to Lur-king's survey
Here are my answers to lur-king's repost of an oldy but goody survey:
1. Were you ever as a child given permission by anyone to go in your pants? No.
2. Have you ever as a child went in your pants on purpose as part of a game? (Truth or Dare, Hold it Contest, Playing as the baby or small child while playing house house, etc.). No but we did talk about it
3. Have you ever as a child went in their pants on accident because you didn't want to stop doing whatever you were doing? I wouldn't call it an accident. I just peed my pants because I didn't want to stop playing.
4. Have you ever as a child went in your pants either on accident or on purpose while you were sick? No.
5. Have you ever as a child went in your pants either on accident or on purpose while in the hospital? I don't know.
6. Have you ever as a child went in your pants out of fear? No.
7. Have you ever as a child went in your pants because you were locked in a room with no bathroom or locked out of the bathroom? Yes, locked out of a hotel room.
8. Have you ever as a child went in your pants while traveling in a car? Yes, many times.
9. Have you ever as a child went in your pants while traveling on an airplane? No.
10. Have you ever as a child went in your pants rather than use a public toilet? No.
11. Have you ever as a child pooped in your bathing suit either by accident or on purpose? Yes, in a lake.
12. Have you ever as a child went in your pants because you were physically unable? (Broken leg, physical handicap, etc.) As an adult when I had foot surgery and couldn't get up the stairs to the bathroom fast enough.
13. Have you ever as a child gone in your pants because you were unable to get undessed quickly enough? Yes, my zipper got stuck and I peed.
14. Have you ever as a child went in your pants because you weren't allowed to go? I was allowed to go but I thought I wasn't allowed. I was too timid to ask.
15. Have you ever as a child went in your pants in defiance? (Just to be a pain in the butt.) Yes. My little brother pooped in his pants accidentally and got a lot of attention from our mom, so then I pooped in my pants too, partly to be a pain in the butt and partly because I wanted attention. I GOT attention, just not the kind I wanted, because my mom knew I knew better.
16. Have you ever as a child went in your pants because there were no toilets available or because the toilet was broken? In first grade on a school bus coming home from a field trip to the circus. I was really trying to hold it but then my friend said something funny and when I laughed I lost control and flooded the seat (and my pants). I still remember everyone scooting to get away from the puddle, and walking home with my legs spread apart because my pants legs were wet and cold.
17. Have you ever as a child went in your pants while at the movie theater rather than miss the movie? Not on purpose -- I waited too long, went to get up to go to the bathroom and peed my pants walking down the steps
18. Have you ever as a child went in your pants because you were too tired/lazy to get out of bed? Yes. But also because there were monsters under the bed and I was afraid, so I just peed the bed. I was 5.
19. Have you ever as a child went in your pants while on stage performing or any other time while a large crowd was focused on you? No.
20. Have you ever as a child went in your pants in front of your friends during a sleepover or party? When they dipped my hand in warm water while I was asleep.
21. Did anyone go in their pants while reading this list because it took them so long to get through all the questions that they couldn't hold it any longer? ;-)
Yes!Kristi
Constipated
It's Kristi again.
I am not feeling good at all.
I haven't pooped today. It's almost 10:30 at night and I really have to go. And I can't.
I HATE being constipated. We had chesse quesadillas for dinner. I guess that's what's to blame.
I've got the Squatty Potty under me but so far it's not helping. (For those who don't know, a Squatty Potty is a little step that you put your feet on when you're sitting on the toilet. It's supposed to simulate the squatting position.)
Steve is sitting a foot away from me caressing my hair and trying to help me relax. He suggested that I post on here. It's worth a shot. I've been sitting here for ten minutes without anything coming out.
So, on the subject of squatting: Steve and I both love the outdoors. We love to go hiking and camping.
One big difference between us though is that he was used to camping at campsites. Big areas where lots of people park campers or pitch tents (not unlike the tent Steve is usually pitching when he sees me on the toilet... oops, did I type that?).
I'm used to roughing it more. Before marriage me and some friends would hike to secluded areas, setting up camp, building a fire, and overall just really minimalist camping. Which does involve doing your business outside.
So, story number one (which literally involved me going number one) is from about five years ago. Me and my girlfriends were spending a long weekend camping and hiking.
We're on a trail hiking around a lake. It's hot out so we're all drinking a lot of water. And so occasionally one of us would have to go piss.
The trail was not that busy, but at times people would walk by. So if one of us needed to go, we'd veer off the trail.
So, we're walking and talking, and I excuse myself to go pee.
I go off the trail up a little hill, behind some rocks and some bushes. I'm probably 100 yards off the trail. I figure I'm good. So I pop a squat and start going.
Literally about 5 seconds after I started I hear voices. And out from in front of the rock come a young man and woman.
They are maybe 20 feet away from me at the most and I am shooting a stream of pee right in their direction.
They looked away as soon as they saw me and I heard the girl say "Sorry." Then they kept walking.
There was nothing I could do. I said, "No problem." And I finished peeing.
After I was done I looked in the direction they had come from. There was another trail there. I had popped a squat right next to another trail.
Nothing I could do but laugh it off and tell my friends.
When I was 20, I was camping with a group of friends. I had gone off from our campsite to pee when I saw a stranger watching me from behind a tree. I yelled some very loud expletives and he ran away. I was furious.
My Steve is the only man who gets to watch me, and he's still here, trying to help me poop.
I'm going to try a hot bath. I won't hit "Submit" yet.
...
Okay, hot bath is helping. But this is still not going to be pleasant.
...
Back on the toilet now. I'm handing the phone to Steve. I need to concentrate. I need to push this out.
STEVE: I hate that my princess is hurting so much. I'll admit that I get excited watching her go most of the time, but right now she's in pain. I can see her straining.
She did it. I was giving her a hug and she was able to go. She was scooched up on the toilet so I saw the log coming out. Ouch. I'm giving her the phone back.
KRISTI: Oh my gosh that hurt. I do feel a lot better, but that was really painful to get out of me. I really, really hope I'm empty, but just in case I'm going to pop some stool softeners.
Steve is amazing.
I'm going to get back in the bath to soak my poor bottom. Amazingly my poop actually flushed down.
Love you all,
KristiSteve (Kristi's husband)
The really great outdoors
Kristi is taking a bath after having to take a very painful poop. I feel so bad for her.
She suggested that I tell a story. She just typed one about peeing outside. I'm going to tell the story of how she actually showed me how to poop outside.
As she mentioned, we both love camping and hiking. But coming into the marriage, I was used to a little more modern conveniences than she was. She likes to rough it. And she's convinced me to enjoy that as well.
The first two times we went camping were at a group campsite with bathroom facilities. But finally she was able to get me to go "primitive camping". We made camp in an isolated spot in the woods, I gathered wood for a fire, and we enjoyed a weekend together.
As a guy, pissing outside is easy. Not as easy for Kristi, although she makes it look easy.
On the morning after our first night, Kristi wakes up and, with a yawn, says "I have to go."
I asked her, "Pee or poop?"
She says, "Both."
I also had to do both. I told her I had never crapped outside before. She said, "I'll show you."
She has this little shovel called a trowel that she brought for this very reason.
We walk away from our tent. She's explaining to me that you want to get away from camp and stay away from any water.
(Along the way I peed against a tree. She just smiled and watched.)
Finally she says that "This is a good place." She hands me the trowel and tells me to dig a hole, which I do.
She pulls down her shorts and underwear, squats down (not over the hole), and pees an absolute river. Then she stands up and squats down again, this time over the hole. Of course, I'm watching with great interest. She's not pooping right away and I ask if she's okay. She says, with a tiny little grunt, "Yeah, it's coming."
And then... yeah. I don't know how my tiny little wife, who doesn't eat that much, poops so much. But she proceeds to drop a massive load into the hole.
Then I got a gift: "Wipe me?" No additional invitation needed. I used the toilet paper we had brought to get her nice and clean.
Then it was my turn. I did my best to hold a squat and was able to go, but 80 percent of what we put in that hole came out of my wife's tiny butt.
Then, for the first time in our marriage, she wipes me.
We went back to the tent so I could properly thank her. ;)Bianca
Hey Everyone
I'd like to share some comments to Kaycha, but first a story. My poop was pretty solid when I started before 6 this morning, but became diarrhea later. It started sometime after I ran my paper shredder for a bit. The excitement of someone feeding one of my best interests got the poop going, lol! I had 3 diarrhea spells today. To Kaycha: I've worn pull ups before for mild incontinence, and found them comfortable. I've also wore Depends, and yes, have occasionally peed in them simply from waiting too long. I wish your parents were more supportive of your accidents instead of getting mad. Me personally, I'm so cool with incontinence undergarments that if I ever had to wear them again, it wouldn't change me. As a child I came home crying when I got off the bus, because my teachers were the ones not supportive. My issue was minor nerve damage which luckily, mended itself over time. Sometimes that happens with cerebral palsy. To make you feel better Kaycha, I like this nonverbal adult in a wheelchair that I'm certain is incontinent due to partial paralysis. I just love hearing her laugh, and that she loves music. If I mentioned before that someone nonverbal wears diapers, I'm only guessing. Also, I have heard conversations at dayhab talking about people being changed. Regardless if this person is incontinent or not never determined rather I liked Rosy. It's her happy spirit, and how she spreads joy to everybody that really made me like her. So, Kaycha, if you need pull ups during the day, I'm certain people will still like you. Good luck with dealing with your accidents. Bye.Hisae Maho Kazuko Mina
ski resort, long time ago
Hi everyone, in before post I (Mina) mentioned ski resort. I think I don't tell you its story before. I remembered it when I read from Taylor about go to loo on top of other person's paper.
This was when I was 23, other crushes were already 24. I am baby of family.
We went to ski resort in Japan Alps, northern part. It was cheap lodge, so rooms didn't have private loo, and rooms were clean but toilets were non-flush. It was quite big one, so loos were big.
It was a very cold weather so we decide, we sleep in in morning, and ski in afternoon when weather warmer. So we were last people to enter dining room for a breakfast. But lodge staffs were nice, so we could take time to eat big breakfast, They never said, hurry hurry we want to close.
After eat like tyrannosaurus we went back our room, and Kazuko said, "thing I want to do most now is, go to loo and stay one hour." So we laughed, but soon we had serious face because we all four thinking same thing. I was feeling that I want to do 30 big motions one sitting. (I didn't do, in fact.)
So we locked room door and went to ladies loo. About seven stalls in line, and four more (maybe) other side, then some wash basins. One of four was occupy, so we chose four next to each other, out of seven. In that loo we squat face to left, so we were behind of each other or front of each other. Maho in front. Then me. Then Kazuko. Then Hisae.
Loo pit was deep, so when we did wee, hiss made a big noise. Then we start to pinch. Hisae was first, she never has trouble in loo, she squats and immediately splash splash splash. So we hear many splash, all her splashes land on loo paper of before person. And in that time Kazu did one splash and me too, maybe. I don't remember perfectly, crushes also memory is not perfect.
In that loo, paper is Japanese-style paper, large squares in basket, not roll like now we have. We hear swish sound, Hisae is using paper. Then we hear movement, door open, Hisae stop at front of my cubicle. "I go back our room and wait for you there."
Three strain voices said "OK" use different words, and few seconds later, three splashes, Maho's splash was first one (she remembers). Because all splashes together, we all giggle. Hisae's giggle become to smaller and smaller as she went back our room.
Maho, Kazuko, Mina pinch and pinch and pinch more. Three bakery land in loo. Many many splashes we giggle every time. Woman in loo on other side came out of her loo, she seemed to surprise our giggle and she stopped near us and listen. Splash giggle splash giggle splash giggle, so she also giggle and then she move away rather fast because we making smell.
After she move, more splash giggle, but nobody did 30. Maybe about ten each one. But lot of splashes and we were squat more than ten minutes I think. Nobody on loo now because everyone skiing, so we talk a bit. "Do you finish?" "No"
It was always "no". Then more pinch.
After long time and many splash, we start to use paper. I had light in my pocket so I shine into pit. Huge big pile on top of paper of before woman. In some places were turds, but my pile was very clear because paper land to side a bit.
We all came out of loo same time. Kazu and Maho see my light, they said "what you do with that?" so I said. Then they borrow, and go back into loo and look at their piles, and we look piles each other! All three said "I am happy you do so big pile!" We looked in Hisae's loo too, and told her, so then she ran to loo with my light.
Then we all together in room and said each other, "how wonderful you did so satisfying motion!"But we didn't say about own one. Only about motion of crushes. I felt so happy. Maho did huge motion, Kazu did huge motion, Hisae did huge motion, how they must feel good!! We put on ski clothes, we were feel very light.
That morning was snow, but about noon, sun came out and afternoon was sparkling sunshine! We had very good ski and enjoyed until evening.
I remember Shelbi say, good day start with good BM. We are all agree very much!!!!
This story almost perfect maybe (but bad English). Crushes helped me with their memory. I love 3 crushes!!!
We hope everybody well and no corona.
Love to everybody.
Your very own Mina and 3 crushesTom W
Responses
To Kamdyn: You were brave peeing where people might have seen you and with Carlo nearby. I suppose it was a case of needs must at that stage!
To Abbie: I've not posted here much but I've read a lot of your stories over the last few years. You and your friends seem to like leaving it until last minute to go for a wee. Do you only notice the urge late or do you just keep putting it off until you realise you are that urgent you can't delay it any more?
To Nia: It would have been difficult to hold it the whole night so it's a good job you decided to go. You wouldn't have wanted to have an accident when you were asleep! Had you and your sister squatted outside to wee and poo before? Some girls your age get embarrassed about going to the toilet outside. I think it's because it's not as discrete for girls as for boys. Some girls accidentally wee on their clothes and shoes if they aren't used to going outside so I think that puts them off as well.
Sidney B.
I had an accident at a Diner,
Hi, I work in sales & have a job in which I travel most of the time. Last winter, I was driving through Iowa. We dress business professional . I was going to be meeting up with a client in the Waterloo area. I stopped for breakfast at a small Diner in Strawberry Point. I ordered my food & while I was sitting there in my booth I kinda had to pee, but also maybe felt like I needed to poop too but again, not urgent. I figured I would just use the restroom before I left. Then, all of the sudden, I felt diarrhea coming on & I was kinda like "I really need to use the restroom now!" I did not see it right away so I got up & asked my waitress where their restrooms were. She was a very nice & friendly girl.
She said "Oh, they are right back here." So, I went to go in but the door was locked. She said "Oh, Honey, there must be somebody in there!" I was like.."I really need to go!" She was like..."oh, sorry about that, they should be out soon." So she starts making small talk with me. so I'm like squirming around while talking to her & then she was like..."Honey, are you gonna have an accident?" I told her that is what I was afraid of. She said "Hey, we have these urgent times come on...I had to pee my pants during high school Graduation, but nobody noticed because the gown covered it up!" & then she smirked. Just then, I blew! I could feel all of the poop going into my clothes & it was very audible. This girl was like "Oh my God! that sounded like your clothes, did you have an accident?" I started cring so she knew for sure & now, I was wetting myself too. She was like "Oh Honey, I feel so bad for you & you had such a nice outfit too. I asked her If I could settle up on my bill right back there & go out the side door. she was like.."Sure, no problem." My hotel for the night was just a short drive away in Manchester so I drove there while sitting in the mess & called & told them what had happened. I was able to get into my room & get cleaned up & shower & change into new clothes & I was only running a bit late for my appointment, but oh boy! if that wasn't ever a situation! I have to believe this happens more often than people admit. for that matter, I was surprised that waitress told me she peed herself at her Graduation.
MD Dan
Friend Made an Embarrassing Mistake
Recently, a friend of mine made a simple yet horrifying mistake. I got to work around 7:30 that morning. Shortly after settling in at my desk, I got a notification on my phone that a friend of mine was live on a social media platform. This struck me as very odd because she doesn't do any live stuff at all. She's a few years younger than me, not too bad looking either. She's brunette, about 5ft 9in tall and probably around 140lbs. She is very sporty and loves the outdoors.
Anyway, I got the notification and decided to open up the app to see what could have possibly been the subject of her one and only live stream. I could see what looked like a door but upside down. Heard some movement and she coughed a little bit. It took me a few seconds but I started to realize that she was in the bathroom in her house and just sat down on the toilet. After a few seconds I could hear her peeing. While that trickled off the angle of the camera lowered so I could now see the bottom of the door. She coughed again and I started to hear a log slowly sliding out of her butt. The sound was incredibly loud and sounded very dry. She grunted a little bit and I heard the crackle speed up and the loudest sounding plop I have ever heard. Think bowling ball in an indoor swimming pool.
At this point, 2 or 3 of her friends AND her mother-in-law(!) had also tuned in and everyone, including myself, were messaging her telling her she was taking a dump on a live stream. She then blasted a short and dry fart and dropped another small log, and finished up with a soft, sputtering fart. Just to add to the situation, she decided it was a good point to look at her phone, but she flipped it the worst way possible and gave everyone watching a dead-on view of her crotch. The moment she saw she was live, her face contorted into the most mortified expression I have ever seen and the stream quickly ended. I felt incredibly bad for her. Fortunately, only some close friends of hers actually saw the stream but it must have been terrible knowing her mother-in-law saw it too.
After a couple of minutes feeling bad for her, I decided the right thing to do was to text her and let her know that I saw it. I tried to play it off and make light of it, telling her it wasn't anything too serious and that not everyone probably saw the whole thing, but she was beyond consoling. We have never brought it up again and she seems to have moved on from it. I guess you can take this as a lesson to always be vigilant about what your phone is doing and where you take it with you.Kristi
Two-seater outhouse
So Steve and I are going to have another literal pissing contest tonight. He thinks he can beat me this time. I don't think so, babe. The loser has to wash our cars. I peed an hour ago and I've been chugging water ever since. I have about three and a half hours to hold it in.
I was reading through some of the old posts and found a really good story about a two-hole outhouse that two friends shared. It reminded me of a time me and some friends went camping. Steve and I were engaged, but this was just a girls trip.
We stayed at a semi-primitive campsite. No electricity or potable water, and no showers or anything, but it did have toilets. And by toilets, I mean a bench with two toilet seats side by side.
So my friend Emily and I were sharing a tent. Emily's about my height. She's a little more curvy than I am and is really pretty. She has red hair too but does blonde highlights. She's a writer for an online news site and is a really great friend. At the time of this camping trip, she just recently went through a bad divorce with a guy who did not deserve her. We were all trying to cheer her up. (She's now married to a great guy and is expecting their first child!)
So it's probably 2:00 a.m. or so. I was fast asleep when Emily wakes me up. She says she has to go to the bathroom and that she's afraid to go by herself (the toilets are a good 5 minute walk away). Still half asleep, I tell her to just pee outside of the tent (which is what I always do if it's night time).
She says, "No, I have to take a s***.
I completely understand her not wanting to go by herself, but at the same time I'm tired and so not feel like getting out of my sleeping bag.
I normally would never say this, especially to a friend, but I tell her, "Just hold it until morning." Immediately I realize that was a completely bitchy thing to say. I apologized and off we went to the toilets.
As we're walking, I feel a slight urge to poop too. It wasn't an emergency or anything, but I definitely could go.
We get to the toilets. Emily says, "I'll hurry."
I told her she didn't have to hurry, and I told her that I needed to go too. I assumed she would be more comfortable if I waited for her to go, but instead she says, "There are two holes."
So I follow her into the "bathroom". We both pull down our pajama pants and sit down next to each other.
We both pee simultaneously. I then take what felt like a decent-sized poop. These are outhouse toilets, so I couldn't see what I'd done, but it felt like a nice, healthy dump, taking minimal effort.
But Emily, however, is grunting, pushing, and occasionally farting. It's dark but there's a light on a pole above the outhouse, and as my eyes are adapting, I can see that she's not having much success.
I ask her if she needs privacy. She says she's really sorry to have woken me up. She said she really has to go but is having a hard time. She's apologizing profusely; by this point I'm awake and am in friend mode, so I'm telling her that it's okay and that I know what it's like to not be able to go.
I tell her that I'd walk with her to the bushes surrounding the campsite; we could dig a hole the next morning and bury it. But as in saying this, she leans forward and I hear her body start to poop. And poop. And poop. There were no plops because it's an outhouse but I could hear the familiar sounds of poop coming out. And my goodness she must have had to go, because she just poops nonstop for almost a minute.
She then lets out a big sigh and says she's good.
And then we realized that, in our haste, we had forgotten to bring toilet paper.
It was summer; if it was autumn I would have gone out and tried to find some leaves. We had absolutely nothing to wipe with.
We both just accepted the situation and pulled up our pants, dirty butts and all. I'm not that bad, but Emily says as we're walking back to the camp that she's really messy.
But both of us were tired and wanted to go back to sleep. So we did.
One footnote: I told you that Em had recently gone through a bad marriage and a nasty divorce. Emily once confided in me that her worthless ex had "punished" her at times by not letting her use the bathroom, causing her to have accidents. That's abuse. So glad she got out of that marriage.
I'll let you guys know who wins the peeing contest tonight (it'll be me!)
Love,
KristiJenny
Socializing on the S******
on the toilet right now at work and honestly more constipated than Im used too. Since I don't have a patient for a couple hours and I do not like pushing Im going to just respond to fellow posters while I (try) to drop a bomp
I feel pressure right now, nothing but a fart has come from by butt yet, skirt up to my hips, green "Pink" Victoria Secret Boy shorts pulled down to my calves
Kamdyn--Good job with Carlos reinforcing his potty training!! I'm not sure I would have much to say for the small skid either. I am 30 plus years have two degrees and my panties will probably get at least a small skid too even with a full roll of toilet paper here. Did you have a skid that day too ? haha When was the last time you had one?
POOP UPDATE: I have a turd about 2'inches hanging, hasn't touched the toilet water yet. I admitted I hat pushing but I just grunted a little, I hate it when I have a "poop tail"...PLOP ...ok....broke that but I probably just broke of a piece of a much longer turd inside
Thunder: interesting about the gall who wiped a lot but barely washed his hands. Before become a nurse practitioner, I taught a lot of people to wash their hands at least 30 seconds before medical procedures, but I probably wash at least 60 seconds all the time! With the pandemic ,the hand washing instructions of 20 seconds seems pretty low to me. I have to admit, I have been in a hurry pooping at work, I will rush the wipe but still wash at least 45-60 seconds. After all my hands touch patients, but I have a layer of underwear and pants or at worst a thong and a skirt between my crack and the rest of the world . My hands need to me clean, but my butt is my butt! Does anyone else admit to cutting time off washing their hands and or wiping when i a rush? I have heard from a first responder the "hail mary" one wipe. I have one wipe, two wipes when I should have had at least 4 and in once case, no wipe during an emergency. Thankfully I was not wearing a thong, but those boyshorts ride up maybe worse than a thong!!
POOP update: another plop, than a softer plop....ahhhhhh..but I still feel like I have something up there
Anna from Canada-its been a while! I mean to write to Anna from Austria, but what the heck!! hope school is going well or done!!!
Anna from Austria- I went to Europe for the 1st time in highschool and we noticed the toilets do have a tray that prevent the loud "plop" sounds or "splash" back ( I talked about this with some drunk American guys then). However I though the poop smelled worse since the poop did not get all submerged. Is this true or just my own experience. Also toilet skidmarks were more common
Speaking of skidmarks, I just got a page and itlooks kind of important. I don't think Im done but Im going to give my self 2 quick wipes and pull up my boy shorts (uggggh this wedgie is going to feel awkward today I don't get too clean) pull down my skirt, put on my white goar hanging and wash my hands thoroughly
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Probably Skidmarked again today in Seattle Jenny
Robyn
Shh! Question while Victoria's away!
Hey everybody it's Robyn!
Victoria is running a few errands and I'm staying here at her apartment while she's gone. I thought I'd give a few answers and a question.
To Catherine: Yep, I also have some big loads in me. My individual pieces tend to be smaller than hers when she's slower but on average there are more of them: a normal BM for me is about four or five individual motions. Being potty trained by a man and having a doctor as a mother meant that the human body and its functions, wants and needs were more openly spoken of and accepted than they were in the taboo environment where Victoria grew up. My sisters from dad's second marriage look a lot more like my stepmom with their blue eyes and black hair compared to my green eyes and dirty blonde natural color than they do the two of us, but they're just as uninhibited!
Here's the question that we were talking about. We can't agree either: what do you think causes the kiss of cold water on a still-puckered ring we call splashback? Victoria got a nice dose of it when she last pooped in my apartment and almost jumped off the seat because it almost, and I can attest to this, never happens to her. Since her normal output is either very long or too soft and not dense enough to break the surface tension hard enough for it to splash she thinks it has more to do with the amount of water in the bowl or how it's designed than what gets deposited in it. I think it has more to do with the size of each individual piece. What do you think?
Hugs and kisses,
Robyn
Keci
Tonya's survey
1. Have you ever been at a wedding, amusement park, or sporting event and had to take a huge shit and pee?
Yes--I can think of one of each. The wedding was just a couple of years ago. I had been spending Friday afternoon away from the office with a group of my fellow workers celebrating the last day of Lisa, who was our age and just loved to party. We rented the back room of a bar to see her off. Some guys came by, bought extra pitchers, and insisted that no brew go to waste. It didn't! I left at about 5 for a short drive to the hotel where both the wedding and reception was going to be held at 7 p.m. Luckily Cody did the driving. On our way there I had to both shit and pee. I looked in his back seat for a container to go in because the traffic at rush hour was so slow. He couldn't find a side street or alley that I could use for a double squat elimination. Finally we found a gas station, got out of the traffic. It was one of the old ones with the bathroom entry door from outside. Luckily it was unlocked because I was desperate enough to have kicked it in. Someone had stolen the seat off the bowl which was so uncomfortable to sit on. I think I partially fell in twice and perhaps even blacked out for a second or two, but I eliminated every f#####' bit of food and beverage I had consumed. My gut felt like it had exploded three times and my black undies were ruined. I had to use a small scissors I carry in my purse to cut them off. With no toilet seat to balance me, I was too unsteady to lift my legs to get them off. Luckily Cody got us to the church on time and I made 3 return trips to a much better bathroom during the hours we were there.
2. Have you ever texted your girlfriend or boyfriend that you have to go poop and told the others you have to pee then when the ones who know you gotta poop ask if you gotta pee as well?
Not exactly, but that's an interesting question. Once last month Cody and I were at our annual church picnic at this state park. I was tied up talking to one group at the picnic tables and Cody texted me from several tables over that he had to pee badly. When I was looking for him later I texted him. He replied from what he called Toilet 11 saying he was pushing out The Monster. When he got back to the table I was at, and this was another 15 to 20 minutes later, because his you-know-what was sore.
3. Have you ever had to go on a date for the first time and told your date you had to use the bathroom and you went in to poop and pee?
Yes. I was either 13 or 14 and this boy, Joshua, who was in several of my classes came into our house to pick me up. I introduced him to my mom and was very frank that I needed a few minutes to poop and pee because he was a few minutes early. Later after he dropped me off after the movie (we walked home) my mom called me aside and was critical of me having given him too much information earlier. She said he would probably never want to go out with me again. She was wrong. Joshua was very intrigued about my bathroom habits and said he had some of the same concerns that I did about trying to avoid bathrooms away from home. About a month later we were hanging out on our bikes at the park. We decided to race three laps of the track with our bikes and the loser had to let the winner watch him or her use the bathroom there. I remember Joshua had some really strangely patterned boxers on. He practically sat on them so as not to show off his penis as he popped out several segments of really soft crap. He went through a lot of toilet paper in wiping from the seat--something he insisted that he normally does.
Saturday, August 07, 2021
James
Replies and stool withholding
David P - I was never very good at withholding my poo, because I would usually end up having a large and soft accident before long. I could never keep hold of a soft poo for more than perhaps an hour even on a good day, and I've never been prone to the sort of constipation that helps with holding it in for days. It was my brother who was always able to hold it in for epic lengths of time, until very strong-smelling droplets or nuggets escaped around the rock that had accumulated in his large bowel. He often had pants that looked a bit dirty - like bad skidmarks - but which smelled worse than my pants after I'd had a large accident from not being able to hold it in. There was just one time that I had genuine overflow-type accidents around poo that I was holding in, and it happened when I was quite young - probably just before I turned seven.
A little while before this, I'd had an experience of doing diarrhoea in the toilet - one of the very few times I had really runny diarrhoea - and I was freaked out by the sensation - particularly the way the water splashed back at me. For some reason, I developed a strong irrational fear (of the sort that young kids get) of doing runny diarrhoea, just for a few weeks.
One afternoon, I was in school when I felt I needed to do a poo. It felt to me like it might be runny - and so with seven-year-old-boy logic I decided I'd just hold on tight and try to ignore it. With hindsight, it obviously wasn't diarrhoea, or even just a soft poo, otherwise I'm sure it would have come out shortly afterwards, whether on the toilet or elsewhere. However, I kept hanging on, and eventually the pressure eased off. I managed to hold on all through the rest of school, through the evening and into the next morning, although I was terribly uncomfortable. The more desperate I felt, the more I was worried it would come out as diarrhoea and feel horrible. Again, it made complete sense at the time, but the memory makes me want to facepalm. It was probably the longest I ever managed to hold a poo in without either having to rush to the toilet or have a large accident.
Sometime towards the end of that second morning, I heard and just about felt a kind of quiet 'phut' noise from my bum, and felt a bit damp - and there was a very strong poo smell. I went to the toilets and looked, and I could see a couple of drops of liquid poo down there. I had no idea what overflow soiling was, and this was before my younger brother started having the same problem, so I took this as further evidence that I must be holding back a large amount of diarrhoea, and I doubled down on trying to hold it in. I was needing to go all the time at this point, but I still felt waves of pressure every ten minutes or so, and now every time a wave hit me a few more tiny drops of liquid poo would squirt out. By the time I got home, there wasn't a lot of poo in my underwear - perhaps 20-30 drops staining the cotton - but I really stank, and I knew it. My mum immediately smelled me and asked what had happened. I said that I was holding in a poo that I thought was going to be runny and I was scared to let it out. After changing my pants, she asked me to sit on the toilet, but I wouldn't let go, so she eventually gave up. I now know that she knew about overflow soiling, so I don't know why she didn't just explain to me what was happening - that the runny drops of poo were the bits that had forced their way round the edge of the large mass of firm poo that I was desperately holding in. Maybe if I'd known, I would have felt OK about trying to let go of it.
All that night I couldn't sleep, as each wave of pressure was now accompanied by a ???? ache and more involuntary drips of poo escaping. I felt thoroughly miserable, and the fact that my pyjamas now had droplets of poo on them made me feel quite ashamed. I still had to go to school the next day, and I remember no-one being willing to sit with me because of the smell. Despite all my other accidents, this was the only time I really got shunned as the 'stinky kid' in class. At home that evening my parents said they would give me a laxative if I couldn't get the poo out - they thought they were trying to help me with constipation, but I was so afraid of doing a runny poo that this just made me even more anxious. Eventually, we ended up in a stalemate where I was sat on the toilet being told I was going to have to take something to make my poo softer and more urgent, and me refusing to do anything - but eventually the fear of being made to do an even runnier poo beat my fear of what was already in my bum, and I let it out onto the toilet.
The relief was literally instantaneous - and the soiling stopped immediately as well. The poo itself was probably the longest I have done in my life, even as an adult - it felt and looked like I'd cleared out my entire large intestine. None of it was hard or lumpy - it was an otherwise unremarkable medium-soft sausage, but maybe three feet in length, and of course it blocked the toilet. Strangely, I lost the fear of doing a runny poo at the same time. I must have been quite lucky, in an odd way - if it had been much softer I'm sure I would have ended up doing it in my pants, and if it had been much harder I would have really struggled to get it all out and might have ended up needing the laxative anyway. It was a unique experience for me, if an unpleasant one, although I now know that this sort of overflow accident is one of the commonest in kids - as David P and others have described.
Later on, I developed a similar fear of being sick that led to some accidents where I let go because I was a bit nauseous and was scared it would get worse if I tried to hold my poo in - I'll post about a few of those another time. Has anyone else stopped holding in an urgent poo because you wanted to feel better at the other end?
Emma Two - I liked your description of your accident on the way home from work, although sorry that you had to go through it. A lot of my accidents as a kid involved that moment of intense relief as you're no longer feeling desperate, followed very shortly after by the embarrassment or fear of getting found out.
Emma and Brook's old survey - I counted about eight of these that happened to me at some point (depending on how you define them) - I've already posted about some of them (cars, being afraid of public toilets and so on). If I have time, I'll post about the others another time. Numbers 2 and 3 only happened once each, but they're worth describing later, along with 16 and 20, which were both the same incident. I had a few small accidents in the style of 13 when I was very young, often in the primary school loos because I waited too long before going, but I could usually get my trousers and pants down and sit on the toilet before everything came out. I did once completely mess myself because I was too embarrassed to use a cubicle when the school loos were busy, tried to use a urinal whilst also desperate for a poo, and couldn't stop the poo coming out whilst I stood there peeing. Luckily it was right at the end of the school day, so I went straight home and cleaned up before anyone found out.
All of that only applies to poo accidents - I've never been prone to wetting myself, and there were a few reasons for that. I always hated the sensation of wet pants but mostly didn't mind messy ones if it wasn't hard or runny (at least the sensation - I was still very worried about being detected by other kids or adults), I knew that wet pants would be immediately obvious to everyone but messy ones might not, and I was never shy about peeing, so I would rarely get to the stage where I was desperate to go.
Emma two
Filled the toilet at work
My last poo was five days ago and I had a big bowl of cerial for breakfast and washed it down with a pint of orange juice. I thought if that didn't get my bowels moving nothing would. I left for work hoping I wouldn't need to poo until I got home because I feel embarrassed about having a number two around other people. Well I got to work busting for a wee and the went to the toilet and relieved my bladder before starting work. By lunch time I was busting for a poo but I convinced myself I could wait until I got home from work. After lunch and went back to the office and within half a hour I was getting desperate so I decided to go to the toilet as it would be less embarrassing than having an accident in my knickers. Unfortunately all the cubicles were taken and I had to wait until my supervisor of all people came out. She said sorry about the smell as I was too desperate to care about that but I went straight in. I sat down on a very warm toilet seat and relaxed and 2 seconds later I was pooing for Great Britain. I filled the toilet with a huge load and af wiping in had to flush the toilet twice to the get it all down. I left the toilets quickly be anyone noticed it was me that had just had a massive poo in the work toilets and I think I got away with it.
Preggo
Poopie
Hi there!
I'm on my fourth months of pregnancy and I actually feel that pooping has become quite an experience! Firstly, I'm ending up being much more gassy, especially when taking certain positions and eating certain foods. My partner is actually liking it when I lie on the left side in rider to ease gas and he runs my ???? to get it going better. He likes to move my thongs to the side and feel it blowing against his fingers. Needless to say, I'm loving it! Last Sunday I hadn't gone for two days, when I usually poop daily, so I really needed the urge to hit. I was lying on the sofa with my head on my partner's lap eating Ben & Jerry, when I felt the need to let out a fart. I asked if that would be ok, and he said, sure, go ahead baby. He rubbed by belly and out came a soft hissing fart. He said, oh baby, you do need to go, don't you? I nodded, and we moved to the bathroom. I pulled down my thongs and took and relaxing position. I could feel a pressure and started pushing slowly. The cracking sound followed and out slid a log that didn't seem to break. It fell down with a big thud. My partner asked to have s look, saying, awhhh, a nice one from that sexy butt,slapping my butt playfully. He said, let me wipe you clean. But, as soon as he touched by hole, I suddenly let out another fart and needed to go some more. Out followed three smaller logs. That felt soo good! My partner wiped me clean and flushed.
Kamdyn
Bad decision
I'm making enough money in child care this summer to help pay for some of my sophomore year expenses in college this fall. Recently I had a 4-year-old, Carlo, for a weekend. Since he's pretty independent, at the zoo, where we had spent much of Sunday, I gave him a lot of praise for going into the little boys room himself twice that day. He peed at about noon and like many of us, had to poo a couple of hours later. When we got back home, and he got out of his underwear, there was a small skid left, which means he forgot to 'check' his work before leaving the stall. But Carlo has come a long way toward more confidence in the past few months, so I haven't said anything about the skid he left. It is also possible that he ran out of toilet paper in his stall. I know I've been in that situation several times so I try to be realistic too.
After the zoo, we had some shopping to do. Then we stopped to eat. When we got done, I should have used the bathroom there for my pee. It was getting dark and I wanted to get him home, so I held off peeing. A bad decision. I took a wrong turn out of the parking lot. We ended up in an industrial park with more train tracks than I had ever seen. Also they were so old that each set dipped down a few inches from the street. I hit the first group at about 10 MPH and the bounce scared both Carlo and me. Also, my bumper got scraped and added to our surprise. Carlo, who was in shorts, grabbed his crotch. I asked him if he had an accident. He said no, it was just that he was scared. I told him I was close to an accident in my pants.
As the car crept along, we got to a small concrete island that separated one group of tracks from another. Then the trestle lights went on and an electronic gate went down in front of our car. My need to pee was becoming more immediate just as two guys in a truck following right on our bumper started honking and yelling. One guy let out a couple of F-bombs that I know Carlo heard. I think they thought that if I had sped up, both us and they could have beat the train. Then in the mirror I could see that they were turning around and going the other way. The train slowed down and the pain between my legs grew. I had probably had 60 ounces or more of ice tea and coke that day and I had only peed once at the zoo. Now I was paying the price.
I assigned Carlo to look far to the right and assured him the end car of the train had to be coming. There must have been 40 or 50 or more cars loaded down with coal passing us. No end in sight. It was almost totally dark now but the cars kept coming by. I started keeping time on my phone and at least 15 or 20 minutes had passed. The train completely stopped a couple of times and you could hear some noise from the cars and tracks. Then they would start up again. I looked in the mirror and for a couple of blocks behind us I could see nothing but the lights of cars waiting. Finally I ordered Carlo to stay in his seat. I took the key out of the ignition, which I probably should have done earlier, and walked to the front of the car. The engine was quite hot.
It was dark out and I thought of doing a squat pee. I had tried that a few years earlier at a summer camp which had horrendous wooden toilets that looked like boxes. It didn't go well then and I wasn't about the try it now. What I did, though, was take a back bun seat on the bumper, spread my legs so wide I was in pain, and I did my pee directly onto the asphalt. It started slow but picked up intensity real nice. It even surprised me because the breeze and the wind from the when the train sped up didn't cause any splashback. That was surprising because when I was about 10 or 11 me and my cousin were were messing around in my back yard and he lost a bet about his pee being able to withstand the north wind. He got soaked. It was so funny!
When I got back in the car, Carlo asked what I had been doing. I was honest with him about what I had done, but told him I was still too upset to explain it all to him. We had to wait another 5 minutes or so until the train was past and I couldn't wait to start the engine up and get out of that eerie dark hell. On our way home my gas light came on and we had to stop and fill the tank. In the past excitement has activated my bowels and I was feeling it now. Having learned my lesson earlier, I told Carlo he and I were going inside the station because I had to use the bathroom. The place was busy and I didn't know anyone in there who could watch him. So he and I went into a stall. He stood back to me facing the door while I took the seat and blasted them out.
Unfortunately, it was a soft, smelly one. I don't think I was seated for even 3 or 4 minutes. Strangely, when I stood to wipe, stuck to my butt for a few seconds before it crashed down. Carlo thought that was funny. When we got back home I hugged him for being so well behaved during a long and trying day.
Nia
Camping poo
Hi my name is Nia and I'm 12 years old. I like weeing and pooing because it is a nice feeling for me. I'm on holiday now with my parents and my sister Malia and the camp site we were yesterday didn't have a real toilet. We only stayed for one night and I thought I don't have to go at all and I can hold it. But before going to sleep I had to wee real bad and my sister too.
I told my dad and he said where we can go. It was like down the path at some benches and we went there. We had dresses on so we pulled down our panties and squat down. I really had to wee and it started really quick. My sister was opposite me and also weed and she said she has to poo too. I also felt like it and I said ok. Our wee stopped and then we pooed there as well. I had one long bit and then three small balls and my sister had two long bits. And it was really quick I think because of squatting. But we didn't have any toilet paper and only pulled up our panties again.
Tonya
It's me again
Hey people it's Tonya again from page 2739 it's been almost three years since my last post crazy right. Well I was on probation for a dwi and always to pee randomly for them and was watched by a female. I was finally done last month and funny story is I told the female I have pee and poop. She smiled and said it's ok hun it happens to me to. Now I have more questions to ask.
1. Have you ever been at a wedding, amusement park, sporting event where you had to take a huge shit and pee?
2. Have you ever texted your girlfriend's or boyfriend that you have to go poop and told the others you have to pee then when the ones who know you gotta poop ask if you gotta go pee as well?
3. Have you ever had to go on a date for the first time and told your date you had to use the bathroom and you went poop and pee?
Thank you much love reply if you want with stories!
Tonya
lur-king
Old post from Emma and Brook (p.1076)
T thought this should be reposted for all those who are more recent posters.
1. Were you ever as a child given permission by anyone to go in your pants?
2. Have you ever as a child went in your pants on purpose as part of a game? (Truth or Dare, Hold it Contest, Playing as the baby or small child while playing house house, etc.)
3. Have you ever as a child went in their pants on accident because you didn't want to stop doing whatever you were doing?
4. Have you ever as a child went in your pants either on accident or on purpose while you were sick?
5. Have you ever as a child went in your pants either on accident or on purpose while in the hospital?
6. Have you ever as a child went in your pants out of fear?
7. Have you ever as a child went in your pants because you were locked in a room with no bathroom or locked out of the bathroom?
8. Have you ever as a child went in your pants while traveling in a car?
9. Have you ever as a child went in your pants while traveling on an airplane?
10. Have you ever as a child went in your pants rather than use a public toilet?
11. Have you ever as a child pooped in your bathing suit either by accident or on purpose?
12. Have you ever as a child went in your pants because you were physically unable? (Broken leg, physical handicap, etc.)
13. Have you ever as a child gone in your pants because you were unable to get undessed quickly enough?
14. Have you ever as a child went in your pants because you weren't allowed to go?
15. Have you ever as a child went in your pants in defiance? (Just to be a pain in the butt.)
16. Have you ever as a child went in your pants because there were no toilets available or because the toilet was broken?
17. Have you ever as a child went in your pants while at the movie theater rather than miss the movie?
18. Have you ever as a child went in your pants because you were too tired/lazy to get out of bed?
19. Have you ever as a child went in your pants while on stage performing or any other time while a large crowd was focused on you?
20. Have you ever as a child went in your pants in front of your friends during a sleepover or party?
21. Did anyone go in their pants while reading this list because it took them so long to get through all the questions that they couldn't hold it any longer? ;-)