Anna from Austria
Sorry for the double post but I forget to answer the other question of of
Skidmarked Iin Seattle . Now I have never played poop chicken before. Did not even know the word existed until now.
In theory the idea is good to reduce embarrasing moments but it would not work for me.
I just go to the toilet when I really need to go.I am rather good at holding my pee without feeling uncomfortable to certain extant.But pooping not a chance. I start farting like a storm rather fast when holding it back. So waiting would be pointless for me.I just go no matter if anybody is around.
It is possible though that other girls hat hight school were playing this game. I had always the impression that I was the only girl pooper at school; I did not hear any other girls pooping until unversity regularly but maybe there was more pooping action at my school then I thought they just waited until nobody was in there.
greetings from Austria
Anna
Thursday, December 23, 2021
john H
Sloppy poop
Hi all.
I didn't poo all weekend which is not like me. I was releasing truly disgusting farts and by Monday my apatight had slowed. I knew something was coming.
The need to go kicked in Monday evening and I sat on the toilet and pushed out a small amount of soft poo. I was expecting much more by the way my belly was feeling and the fact I hadn't pooped all weekend. I continued to sit and pushed out some farts. The bathroom was stinking up badly despite the small amount of poo. It was a very pungent smell, not a healthy poo smell.
I pressed on my belly and over the following few minutes I pushed out rounds of soft sloppy poo. It felt like I was being sick through my ass. Not sure if anyone relates to that feeling but that's how I see these kind of poops. I had to do a lot of wiping to get all the soft poop removed.
It's Wednesday now and I haven't went since. I am hoping for a return to normal business today though not feeling any need to go yet.
Take care all.
John H.John H
Update
Well didn't think I would be back so fast but I was hit with a sudden building pressure as I drank my post breakfast cup of tea.
I enjoyed the feeling of the poop building and soon I was clenching my hole as it began knocking to get out. I like to relax and clench back up as it nears poking out.
I could tell this was a solid load and made my way to the bathroom.
I began without needing to push and enjoyed the feeling of being stretched open as the poo slowly made its way out. It moved even slower as I felt a wider part of the log make its way out. It was well formed but not hard so it wasn't uncomfortable. It then began to come out faster and one large log plopped in the toilet. It felt good to be back to normal poo.
I pushed out a small amount of follow up poop and some short farts. There was no more and it only took 2 wipes to get clean. I did do a third as a safety but it wasn't necessary.
I am now enjoying the post poop tingling you feel after a good dump.
Take care all.
John H.
Emma
Fart Survey
Age: 28
Body Type: 6ft 4 big build
Race: white
1. Do you Like farting? YES
2. About how many times a day do you fart? 15-20
3. Are your farts stinky? THEY CAN BE
4. What kind of farts do you rip? (wet, loud, silent, etc.) LOUD BASSY
5. Are you comfortable farting around others? If so who? NO
6. Where are you comfortable farting? IN PRIVATE
7. Have you ever farted at a place, where you shouldn't had? IN PUBLIC BY ACCIDENT
8. Do you have a reputation of being the person that farts alot? NOT REALLY
9. Do you think you can fart better then most boys? OH YES
10. Have you ever farted at Someone? NO
11. Do you try to push out farts for reliEf or humour around friends? NO
12. Do you enjoy farting underwater to see bubbles? NO
13. Do you know if you fart while you sleep? PROBABLY DO
14. Do you know someone who rips huge farts? NO BUT HEARD BIGGER LADIES IN TOILET RIPPING
15. Have you ever had an accident because farting? NO
16. Have you ever stunk out a room or a car? YES WITH ME IN ONLY
17. Do you like the smell of your own farts? SOMETIMES
18. Do you fart in public? I HAVE DONE
19. Should all girls be open about farting? YES WE ALL DO IT
20. Any stories you would like to share? I DO ENJOY LIFTING MY BUM TO 1 SIDE IN PRIVATE AND LETTING OUT A GOOD LONG LOUD BASSY RIP THAT LASTS AROUND 15 SECONDS-I DO WISH I COULD RIP FOR LONGER THEY ARE VERY SATISFYING-WEARING A HUGE LONG MAXI PAD IN MY PANTY GIRDLE GUSSET DOES MUFFLE MY RIPS A BIT.
yes i do enjoy sitting on toilet pleated skirt at hips and sheer tights and drawers at my knees, dropping a big long well made torpedo log in pan also, also very satisfying!!Winnie
Winnie the Pooh
Part 3 : On my way home from Dean's I wasn't feeling good just very crampy . So I asked Dean if he could pull over somewhere cause I felt like I was going explode in my panties any moment, so He pulled off to the side of the road, I get out on the side of the road slowly and he helps me out and I grab my cheeks running into the tall grass and hurry pulling everything down and squats and instantly wet farts and wet diarrhea explodes out of me and feeling like vomiting on I started to puking at the same time and Dean calling out for me and I didn't answer right away, so he finally finds me I'm shivering he see my mess like oh baby I'm going to be okay I said no nothing to wipe, sweet guy took off his t shirt wrapped me up around my waist and said he be back and me trying not to get poop on itDean
Filling in for Winnie
Winnie asked me to finish the story for her she is in the hospital she has bad case of the flu so they are trying to keep her from getting worse , so what happened was I got back to her with paper towels from my trunk and I gave her to wipe up but she didn't feel like it so I placed them in her panties she threw up again and asked me to wipe her instead, so I took them out and carefully undid my shirt and and carefully wiped her and help redress her and on the way back home I told her we were almost there and she vomited again and I help her much as possible after I took home
Tlana
Debating Debate
My freshman year of high school I was on the Debate team. It was fun, a challenge unlike some of my classes, and I found it has helped me immensely. What I found was interesting however was that we would practice until 9 at night at school and on Fridays and Saturdays we would be at competitions at all types of schools. Our van would leave at 6 a.m. in the morning and much of the time we didn't get back home until 10 p.m. or so on Saturday night. Holding back your bodily needs for 16 hours was foolish. But I did know several guys that tried it.
During debate rounds in small classrooms, the smell sometimes made it obvious what the guys were holding back. It was even more obvious when a couple of them would actually fart during debates. One even looked at the adult judge and whispered he was sorry. The judge just snickered and if I remember correctly, added 5 seconds to their time clock. In the hallway at one huge tournament I saw a guy in front of me offered his partner a swig of his drink. The guy pushed the bottle back and loudly said: "F*** No. I've been holding my shit for six hours. Do you want me to shit my pants before the final round?"
I continue to ask why it is that guys are so afraid about crapping in a public toilet away from home? Yes, there might be metal panels around the toilet, it might be higher or lower, bigger or smaller than the one you sit on at home, the seat might be black or white, blemished and stained and sometimes with splashes on it, someone before you may or may not have flushed or dropped their wiping paper into the bowl, plus I know that a number of schools have taken off the privacy doors or perhaps never had them in the first place. Like my dad, who has some colorful sayings, "Do your dumpin' duty!"
If guys were accustomed to sit to pee, would it be easier for them to crap away from home? If school toilets had privacy doors would it be easier for them to sit and do the job? Do the auto-flush systems on more toilets make a sit on the toilet more appealing? Would they feel better if they had those paper hygienic seat papers a few of the schools have? Is the challenge of possibly inadequate wiping a turnoff?
Future topics that could be debated!
My responses:
1) Perhaps, but they would have to get over the hangup of sitting down instead of standing.
2) It would make it better.
3) Could be. But a classmate of mine moved around too much when taking a crap. He kept his tournament suit coat on and the bottom of the coat was pretty much drenched.
4) I've never used a seat-cover and don't intend to because they can be problematic if you move too much in pushing your crap out.
5) Yes. But nobody's perfect. I had skidmarks in my undies pretty regularly and when my aunt or grandma did the laundry they brought the subject up. At school the squares of toilet paper were inadequate and I could get about one or two wipes in before I had to make the run to class.
Matthew
Pooping in front of others
When I was in college, I had a room with an en-suite bathroom. I had a friend who would visit quite often. He would routinely take a shit in my bathroom with the door open. We'd be talking and he would very casually get up, go into the bathroom leaving the door completely open and do his business, continuing our conversation between grunts and strains as he released his turds. He rarely farted. He usually released two or three large pieces followed by a sigh. He'd then wipe twice, flush and return to the room, fastening his belt as he came back. He was out of my line of sight, but once, I got up to get a book or something and I saw him wiping between his legs, which I found strange as I always wipe from behind. I actually commented on it and he shrugged and said something like, "it works for me dude." I was once at his place and I saw a pair of his briefs on the floor with a rather pronounced skid mark. He grew up in a house with four brothers and I think that they all used the bathroom with the door open as one might be in the shower or shaving and time might have been tight. I always envied his very comfortable attitude about this very natural function which somehow has become a source of embarrassment and shame.Mina Kazuko Hisae Maho
Dear Haley, Dear Jill, Dear Carlie B
We welcome you this lovely site! Perhaps you know already, this site is a full of very nice people.
Carlie: We are happy you tried courtesy flush! You didn't success... that was unlucky we think.
Courtesy flush is very recommend. We always do (Hisae not always, she doesn't need). We are quite small people, like almost of Asian. But maybe you are difficult to believe what we lay in loo. Size of body no connection we think. Very big motion is very healthy, so we are happy for Jill; but Jill, remember to courtesy flush!!!!
We don't have plunger. Usually our turd break up many pieces, but sometimes Maho's turd is one huge piece, so we use old disposable chopstick or old cloth hanger to break it up before we do courtesy flush.
So recently, Mina lay motion in loo, it was about 16 pieces. We don't have much time now so Mina tell you story later, perhaps in New Year because December very very busy in Japan. It was before breakfast so Maho only was with Mina, but Mina couldn't wait. Maho was moved so much, she said beautiful things to Mina while Mina doing, so after Mina finish, Mina gave Maho huge huge passionate kiss use tongue! And of course Maho gave to Mina in same time.
By the way, "lay" is word I learn on this site.
Perhaps we can't post before a Christmas so we wish a Happy Christmas to everybody! And if you eat lots like us, we hope you have wonderful time in loo on a Boxing Day. Stay on loo long long time and do and do and do!
Love to Everyone.
Maho Hisae Kazuko Mina
Skidmarked Iin Seattle
Matthew-I loved your story about your open pooping friend. In a way it was very consistent with stories and my experience with boys pooping having 3 brothers and having their friends over. Boys seemed very open about pooping, but your friend seems like VERY comfortable. Still I remember boys pooping around each other, making loud noises such as farting, ploping, grunting and being nonchalant about their skidmarked white briefs. I thought boys were kind of gross until high school and college because of this as I was kind of grossed out by guys private areas until hormonally I became more interested in those private areas. The male genitals and buttcrack were disgusting to me until...well I ad something to gain... It was not until I was sexually active in college where boys thankfully seemed to be cleaner and less open about pooping. To this date as much I like seeing my husband with his pants off, Im not interested in seeing him poop, but my female friends I don't feel the same. My prudish girls bathroom experience probably fueled my intrigue.
That being said, I remember going into girls bathrooms and besides peeing, I never heard anything like I experienced with my brothers and their friends at my house: not no grunting, no plopping, no farting ,sometimes no smells despite someone staying in the stalls long past their poops...and no skidmarked panties down to their ankles or shoes. I was very self-conscious pooping in public as at home I was a noisy pooped. I grunted more as a kid than I do now, and I still feel more comfortable dropping my pants down to my ankles and if I am wearing a dress and no pants my panties or thong down to my ankle. However I did not want everyone seeing my mostly white panties in my childhood, especially if they were "skidded"
Anyone else had this assumption that guys were gross and girls were not growing up? Thus discussion and presence of guys pooping and peeing and TV but girsl were expected not to do anything that gross?
I obviously learned that this was not true growing up and reading this forum of course, but it was a slow realization. I have met a few boys/men who seem to be in denial or grossed out that girls (and hot girls with wonderful butts) drop dirty smelly loads just like the dudes.
As I grew I slowly realized that when I did not hear girls pooping or smelling their poop, they were waiting for me to leave to drop their bombs. I have tried this in the past as well not realizing I was playing "poop chicken" I usually lost because sitting on the toilet and not pooping seems like tortuous to me. But I have seen jokes on the internet and skits that make fun of the phenomenon of holding in a poop in a public restroom until one was alone.
As I grew older and became more active is sports and spending more time in locker rooms, gals slowly became less inhibited about hiding their farts, plopping noises and vary occasionaly showing their skid marked underwear ( well not at least not hiding them as well) I think after a soccer match, tennis match, or track raises we were more comfortable with how our bodies worked or a least too tired to hide our bodily functions. In college and beyond I also noticed alcohol loosened these inhibitions to hide farts, pooping, and even poor wiping ( as alcohol obviously looses other inhibitions which I will not discuss too much here ;)
QUESTION: Guys and gals, have you in the past or recently waiting until someone was done putting on their make up or washing their hands until you dropped your turd in the toilet? Has anyone played "poop chicken" ( holding you poop while someone else is in a stall, presuming that other person is doing the same thing). Did you play with a stranger or did you know the person?
Anna from Austraila- you have mention some poor wiping in your 20's with alcohol? were you just lest worried about being clean being tipsey or drunk ? Or were you or did you notice your peers just being less detail oriented when pooping and wiping? You mentioned forgetting to wipe once when you were distracted by you phone in you 20's? Do you remember how you realized you forgot to wipe. Did you feel dirty or itchy or did you just notice when you did you laundry. Finally do you remember what kind underwear you messed? I wore a lot more thongs in my 20's like you so I was very paranoid about getting clean. I'm more realistic these days and I wear more boyshorts these days as they are as comfortable as thongs with no visible panty lines with my tighter dresses and pants, but as I discussed before, I think they actually get dirtier than my thongs because more cloth rides up my crack. Sorry to be so noisy...
Miranda-did you get skidmarks when your partner wiped you? You mentioned he was not as through. I always wondered if someone else wiped me , would I get skidmarks as often as when we wipe someone else, we can see if we are done, as opposed to wiping ourselves as we are really making an educated guess if we are clean. Also I hated cold toilet seats growing up and remember being alone using a hair drier to warm the toilet seats. Sitting on warm toilet recently used by another gal was always relaxing to me, but grossed me out when it was one of my brothers or their friends....guess I'm a hypocrite..haha
Anna from Austria
Hi to everyone Here is my latest story.
I happened at some point last week. This event made realise that sometimes toilets are mysterious entities. I had done my usual morning coffee poo at work and I really managed it to clogg the toilet. The mystery part of that story was that iwas a normal poo for did. Did the same type of poo many times at work already and nothing happend. there was nothing out of ordinary of. I did not more than usual. Did not use more toilet paper either. But still this time the flushing did not work properly. Luckily I could escape the ladies room unoticed and nobody found out it was me.
But I am still puzzled why it happened.
Did something similar happen to you guys as well? Did you clogg the toilet and did not know why because you did nothing out ordinary?
Greetings from Austria
AnnaDean
Update on Winnie she is not getting better they think she has developed infection in her lungs her parents told me and her mom been staying with her in the hospital I miss her so much and she not eating much of anything so please say prayers for her
Winnie
Winnie the Pooh
Oh yeah part 2: So after arriving at Dean house I got to chat with ???? about all kinds of subjects in the medical field, and his mom is stay at home office worker , and she liked my outfit for occasion that it wasn't over the top , I know that his parents are very concerned about Dean with his studies and wants better for him and I just don't want to be a distracted person for him, So his mom made meatloaf and green beans and mashed potatoes with a substitute mashed potatoes without diary, I thank her for the kind thoughts of that, And got to meet his older brother Jack who be working a lot in management different shifts depending upon where he needed that day of, after awhile the good food was settled, we played board games, after few hours, I felt the need to get to the bathroom, so I excuse myself, walked to the bathroom upstairs and open the door and locked the door made my way to the toilet and undid my skirt and let down my tights to my ankles and pulled down my panties to my knees and sat down peed a good stream started clearing my throat and placed my hands in my hands farted a bit and got up pulled everything up and washed my hands and left, Dean asked me if I was okay and gave him thumbs up. So around 6 dessert was ready for eating, I ate two pieces of soft crust buttery flaky so ???? of apple peach cobbler. After 7 Dean and I started on homework downstairs to get it out of the way, while in the basement you can see that the walls were fresh painted not long ago, So as doing homework more I told Dean that I have to go, and I walked in the bathroom around the corner from the couch and loveseat we were at, and I opened the door and locked the door and light came on automatic and I placed the seat down and pulled down my clothes and sat down and started on my poop farting and stuff and some soft mushy poop start coming out of me plop plop plop plop I never felt so alive and Dean texted me asking if I wanted company I said sure but I wouldn't be able to open the door cause it's a messy one, plop plop plop plop and some solid ones came plunk plunk and I began to pee , and I flushed the toilet. I was empty so I waddle to unlock the door and sat back down, and he came in and got me some wet wipes and I held my hand out for him to give them to me, he said no way I got to clean you, I said not this time cause please I'm very messy back there he said so he promised me that he wouldn't judge me, but I didn't feel like embarrassed myself so I told him all that came out of me and he handed them over to me and I wiped a good 12 times just back there alone, so I put them in the trash bin and tied up the bag and handed him the bag . I guess that he wanted to stay around till I got off the toilet, I said I don't mind but I feel very icky so I meet you out there, and he left out and I got redressed and washing my hands and rejoined him after he took out my trash. That's all hope everyone has a safe holiday seasonDavid P
Comments & Covid Constipation...
hiya all David P here.
First a couple of comments
Tyler C: excellent story, must have been so embarassing especially for a girl to have seen you like that.
Curious Cody: I totally agree that parents should keep their hang ups to themselves, I was told that going for a poo in a public bathroom was wrong and embarrasing becuase of the plop sounds and has given me bad hang ups in adult life.
Now onto my update, so as I'm just lying in bed with covid I thought I would quickly update you on what has been happening, I haven't got a story just a quick update as I haven't managed to have a poo now in 4 days, today is the fourth day and still not needing to go, not even an urge. I started feeling flu like a few days ago and kept testing but I was negative but I tested again yesterday and found out that I had covid. So that in itself was stressful and then having to tell my friends who I had been hanging with this last week was stressful too. I think that and being unwell and not sleeping has caused my constipation to get bad again, I haven't opened my bowels now since Wednesday (today is Sunday) and I'm starting to feel backed up but not a single urge for a poo yet! if I don't get an urge tommorow on the fifth day, I think i'm going to go sit on the toilet anyway, pop my feet up and see if I can push something out despite not actually needing a poo. I'm actually worried incase my poo is hard and painful to pass after not going for nearly a week as I won't have the strength to push it out with being unwell... do wish me luck! I will update you on how I get on and if I manage to pass a poo.
I just hope I get better from covid soon and can return to some form of normality. I did get the jabs so fingers crossed all will be ok, now it's going to be christmas in isolation for me!!! hopefully, I am not too constipated either...
I look forward to reading more stories on here, that will keep me entertained during my isolation.
stay safe from covid and bye for now,
David P
Sunday, December 19, 2021
Emma two
Four flushes nreded
I hadn't pood for a few days and I woke up early this morning with a stomach ache and a desperate need to relieve myself bowels. The problem was I didn't want to risk blocking the toilet and I didn't fancy going in the woods because of the cold wet weather. Not only that but I really had to go so bad and I wouldn't have time to get to the woods without having an accident in my knickers. I had to think fast because I was literally about to poo myself. I decided to use the toilet and do a bit at a time and flush in between. I got to the toilet just in time and sat down with a thump and immediately felt relief as a ton of mushy poo shot into the toilet. I couldn't stop it and I filled the toilet so much I couldn't see the water and I still had to go a lot more. I flushed the toilet keeping my fingers crossed and guess what? It filled up with the rim and went down slowly and my heart sank. Still dying for a poo I waited for the water to go down which took a few minutes and tried the flush again. This time it cleared thanks goodness and I sat down again and pushed out a big load of more solid poo and flushed again. This time it went down so I wiped my bottom and flushed a third time and that cleared nicely but the bottom of the toilet was heavily streaked with lots brown skid marks. I cleaned it up using the brush and flushed the toilet again and washed my hands feeling very relieved.
i'm going to share a poop session that i had this morning lol!
okay so i've always struggled with constipation ever since i was a kid, because i had really bad depression and wouldn't get out of bed all day, so i never really moved my bowels. (i'm much better now tho!) anyways so i woke up this morning, and looked it the mirror. i noticed my belly was really bloated and hard since i hadn't had a poo for around a week. i went and sat on the toilet and massaged my ????. i screwed up my face and pushed but only some gas came out. i took a deep breath and grunted.
"Hnnngh!" i said loudly. i could feel my colon was pretty backed up and i didn't want to go to the doctors because that's embarassing lmaoo. so anyways. i took another deep breath and pushed as hard as i could for about 10 minutes. nothing was coming out so i got up and walked around my house a bit to loosen things up. i finally felt an urge after a couple of minutes so i sat down again. i massaged my hard ???? and pushed. i felt something coming down, so i strained very hard and became red in the face. i finally pushed a pebble out but obviously there was so much more inside of my colon so i continued pushing. after a while there was something painful coming down so i stopped and it got sucked back inside. i continued and half of the hard stool was finally poking out. i wiggled but it was stuck, and i couldn't suck it back it. so, i took toilet paper and broke it off, sucking back in the other half. i'm still full of shit literally lol but i'll try to get it out tomorrow, since i don't want anymore to build up.
Clifford
Poopy fun time
It started back in high school. I had it pretty tough at the beginning because of my darker skin colour and sexuality (they/them). I joined the poetry club, because I really liked one girl that was a member. One day there was a writing competition. You know, the usual, who writes the best poem - wins. No prize, just some sweets. I don't want to go into detail about what I wrote, but it turned out that I won. I was happy because that got the girl's attenion. We took the bus together afterwards. There was one problem, though. I really had to poo. Because of my gender correction surgery I had problems with defecation that month. Long story short I shat in the bus while sitting next to the girl. She ran outside screaming and shouting transphobic slurs. I never got over that humiliation.
I had a dog. Our parents named him Bernie.
Matthew
Pooping in front of others
When I was in college, I had a room with an en-suite bathroom. I had a friend who would visit quite often. He would routinely take a shit in my bathroom with the door open. We'd be talking and he would very casually get up, go into the bathroom leaving the door completely open and do his business, continuing our conversation between grunts and strains as he released his turds. He rarely farted. He usually released two or three large pieces followed by a sigh. He'd then wipe twice, flush and return to the room, fastening his belt as he came back. He was out of my line of sight, but once, I got up to get a book or something and I saw him wiping between his legs, which I found strange as I always wipe from behind. I actually commented on it and he shrugged and said something like, "it works for me dude." I was once at his place and I saw a pair of his briefs on the floor with a rather pronounced skid mark. He grew up in a house with four brothers and I think that they all used the bathroom with the door open as one might be in the shower or shaving and time might have been tight. I always envied his very comfortable attitude about this very natural function which somehow has become a source of embarrassment and shame.
Tyler C
To Elvia
The biggest audience I've ever had on a toilet definitely was one summer when I was 16. I was at the beach. I always try to avoid port-o-potties, and will just go in my suit if I have to pee, but I had to poop, so I walked up to the nearest port-o-potty. There was a line because it was a very busy day of the year. (Fourth of July) Eventually, I got in, but the door latch didn't seem to work properly. The lock didn't want to turn all the way, and the door kept popping open every time I thought I got it latched. I finally got it to stay in place, so I pulled my swim trunks and sat on the seat.
As the first log of poop was exiting my butt, the door suddenly crept open. At that point, I was in view of everyone in line. I remember that there were adults, some young children, even some teens about my age, and each one of them were witnesses to me in all my glory doing a very private act. I wanted to get up and grab the door, but there was still poop hanging out of my butthole, so I had to sit there and wait for it to break off. It was actually pretty embarrassing because I farted as it came out. Eventually, the girl at the front of the line, who was bout my age, grabbed the door and shut it for me, and I was able to grab it from where I was sitting. It all really only happened over the course of several seconds, but it felt much longer.
I tried locking the door again, but this time I held it shut with one hand just in case while I finished my poop. When it came time to wipe. I accidentally let go of the door, and sure enough, it flung wide open again. So now, my nudity was again on full display for a dozen or so people, not to mention the many people not in line who also may have been able to see my wiener from a distance. Again, this was at the beach. I wasn't wearing a shirt that could have covered my private area. All I had were the swim trunks around my ankles. So, my penis was just out in the open for all to see, and this time I was half stood up, leaning forward with one hand wiping my buttcrack. I think one of the kids giggled. Some other audience members were either looking on in shock or just looking away. I was just kind of frozen there with one hand in my butt not knowing what to do until the girl from before shut the door again and told me she'd just hold it shut for me until I came out.
I finished up and thanked her, and I quickly ran off back to the water without making eye contact with anyone. Luckily, I didn't know any of these people, and never saw them again, but it was still humiliating to fart and poop in front of so many people with my wiener totally visible.
Curious Cody
Extreme Parenting
Now that I am in my 20s, when I read stories about a 3 or 4 year old girl being given a Fleet enema in a public toilet or the discomfort of guys using a public restroom for craps during the grade school years, with apparently no privacy doors and classmates making fun of them, I get concerned. The reason is about 15 or 20 years ago I was the one who was singled out for "attention."
Parents needs to keep their "hang-ups" to themselves and not lay them on their children. My girlfriend Keci has told me about a time when she gave herself an enema after school. She was at home. She had sat and tried to pass the big one three times that day at school and once on her way home at a gas station bathroom. I had a childhood friend who was excused for the first half hour or hour each week in 5th grade because her mom thought it was best that the laxative be allowed to work at home. Some boys heard about this and called her Clogged Clarissa in making fun of her. They also did a dumb routine with their hands below their stomachs when she would walk by. So much for self-esteem, I guess.
In 4th grade gym, a member of my squad was Spur. In addition to this first name short for Spurlock, he was harassed at the urinals because he was kind of awkward, he held his organ with both hands, and sometimes if someone was shoved into him, he would have a spraying accident. Our teacher would get on his case because there was a mess made: he didn't do it and we was blamed for it. After this happened a few times, I think a counselor suggested that he take a toilet stall where he would have more privacy. Didn't work. He would get pushed from behind and splash up the seat. With no privacy doors on the stalls, that was easy to do. What worked a little better was that Spur was counseled to take a seat for his pees. Then these boys called him "girly-girl" and other names. But at least that kept the seat dry.
As I've shared before on this board, my mom was extreme in trying to protect me from the evils of public bathrooms. She was inquisitive and nagging as to why I hadn't gone before we left home, which of the two eliminations I had to do, and until I was 8 1/2, she took me into the ladies room, wanted to make sure I didn't touch anything, and if I needed to crap, while my gut was ready to explode, she would place these paper sheets over the toilet for me to sit on. When we were at the circus once, my dad learned of the problem and intervened. He told mom I was old enough to go in myself and he threatened her with a call to child protective services if she would continue to fight him on it.
Elvia
Response to M
I've done both. I don't feel any real difference between one or the other. But usually, it's been while I'm peeing in the morning.
Winnie
Winnie the Pooh
Today just was watching a movie in class about out of space and it got my mind wondering what happened if I was in space, how would I use the bathroom and stuff and I see people don't like plane bathrooms and looking at them online I could see why but at same time I don't believe that I be able to hold it , but anyway I'm in the bathroom with May-J she wanted me to keep her company, I'm just in the stall waiting on her , but judging from toilet sitting position she is pooping major cause I see her panties around her ankles and jeans and she has her feet going up and down, poor thing, must have poop in a few days, but anyway I'm going to the sink I don't want to cause someone to wait for nothing, though it's just me and her in here , ok she definitely is pooping it's like very smelly in here now and she just groaned missableWinnie
Winnie the Pooh
Today I got up late, took my shower the night before, so I just got dressed when I got up , slipped on my blue jean skirt that goes under my knees and top and crocs and, Dean was wondering what happened I told him that I was tried out, So stop by the gas station, and I grabbed some milk and water and I went to the clothing part and got a pair of panties, and went to pay Dean saw and was grinning wide and stood behind me started rubbing his hand on my behind. So I told him that I that I had to pee and we got to the bathroom after buying, and we get there enter the family bathroom and I hurried sat down on the toilet and peed and lifted up my skirt and I wiped and flushed and slipped on the panties and dropped my skirt back down and we went to school from there and we got to school on time and later on I will be watching his basketball practice after school but right now I'm going down the milk
Winnie
Winnie the Pooh
Made it to the bathroom just in time before practice, So after the bell rang I met Dean in the staff bathroom close by and i took off my clothes from waist down from gym and sat on the toilet while Dean locked the door and he lowered his shorts and boxers and to his ankles and sat down on the toilet next to mine after few I was having crazy diarrhea from the milk finally doing it's thing, and hearing Dean waddle to me and I got to wipe him spreading his cheeks making sure he was clean from pooped. And he pulled up his shorts and boxers after and he sat by me as I was still going and he reached over and kiss my thighs and legs and my feet not touching the ground feeling on them with each kiss on my lips and I told him I be done soon but get to practice. I join him afterwards. So 15 minutes later I was done put my gym clothes on and socks and crocs on wiped a good 10 minutes. And washed my hands and left to get my regular clothes on and watch practice with May-J I haven't told her about me and Dean what been happening, sometimes it's better to keep it quiet.
Winnie
Winnie the Pooh
Made it to the bathroom just in time before practice, So after the bell rang I met Dean in the staff bathroom close by and i took off my clothes from waist down from gym and sat on the toilet while Dean locked the door and he lowered his shorts and boxers and to his ankles and sat down on the toilet next to mine after few I was having crazy diarrhea from the milk finally doing it's thing, and hearing Dean waddle to me and I got to wipe him spreading his cheeks making sure he was clean from pooped. And he pulled up his shorts and boxers after and he sat by me as I was still going and he reached over and kiss my thighs and legs and my feet not touching the ground feeling on them with each kiss on my lips and I told him I be done soon but get to practice. I join him afterwards. So 15 minutes later I was done put my gym clothes on and socks and crocs on wiped a good 10 minutes. And washed my hands and left to get my regular clothes on and watch practice with May-J I haven't told her about me and Dean what been happening, sometimes it's better to keep it quiet.
Thursday, December 16, 2021
Elphaba
I've got a couple of stories that I want to share
Firstly, on Monday I didn't poo before going into work like I would normally do and I didn't feel any need to go throughout the entire 12 hour shift. Getting home, I had some snacks while watched a bit of TV. It was as I was getting ready to go to bed that I felt that I might need to go. By this point it had been more than 30 hours since I had lasted pooed so in effect I had two loads waiting to come out. Sitting on the loo, I really had to push to the point where I was grunting to get the poo inside me to start moving which I don't normally have to do. After what seemed like an eternity doing this I was rewarded by my poo dropping into the water with a resounding 'plunk'.
Since then I have been going regularly again, once in the morning and once at night. This brings me to my other story. I had just finished doing the washing up and was going to get changed into my PJ's when I decided that I should have a wee first. After my pee stream had ended I felt that I could poo as well so I started to push and, in contrast to Monday, a turd feel effortlessly out and into the water below without a sound. The reason for this was revealed when I stood up to wipe and saw that the log was halfway out of the water. This really surprised me because one I don't normally produce huge logs and secondly when it was coming out it felt smaller.
Night Clogger
Hi I am new to this website. I am interested in using the bathroom. I am shocked a website exists for this! About myself. I am a woman in my early twenties. I was born in France but moved to America as a teenager with my family. My English is not the best I hope it is okay. I call myself Night Clogger. I often do large craps because I do not go very often. I hate unclogging the toilet so I try to never poop at home or work. My work is at odd hours. It changes but I get off between midnight and four in the morning. I live an hour away from work. There are not many bathrooms available for my afterwork shit. I have a solution to this. I have a 24 hour gym membership. I got the membership to use their bathroom when driving home from work. The gym is about half way home. I have been using this gym for a few months to poop.
The gym bathroom is eight stalls. I do not have a favorite. The bathroom is not connected to shower and locker. The cleaning staff are done with the bathroom before I arrive. This means when I clog it will be there until they clean again later that day. Last week I had not gone for a poo for a few days. At work I began to really need to go. I could feel a large crap inside me. I bring a lunch to work so I did not have chance to poo at lunch away from work. After lunch my need worsened. I felt distracted by my need to do a giant dump. I was finally able to leave. I arrived at the gym at around 3:40 in morning.
The gym is not active at this hour. Bathroom was empty. I took the fifth stall. I pulled down work pants and sat on toilet. I did a long piss. I farted few times. I do not want to rush I relaxed my body. My big crap moved slow into position. This took few minutes. It poked out and I pushed light. Poo began to come out slowly. I gave hard push and giant shit coming out middle speed. It did not hurt only felt good. Enormous relief. Big poo dropped in toilet. I felt very relieved to finally poop. I looked and was giant log in toilet. 10 inches or foot long one piece and wide. Light smell. I was shocked it did not hurt when came out. I wiped few times and left without a flush. I felt much better.
Next day at work needed to poo suddenly. I had done big poo night before so I knew was safe. I went to work bathroom. Coworker was peeing in stall and left. I did a quick pee and poo. Poo made burning feeling on me. I wiped flushed went back to working.Winnie
Winnie the Pooh
Sunday morning before church I had to poop really bad I thought it was going come out in my nightgown so I got up slid on my slides and went into the bathroom and turned on the light and went to the toilet raised up my nightgown and pulled down my panties around my ankles took a seat before I started to go I peed and grunted a few times and some crackling sounds and few good plops felt done looking between my legs two skinny stinkers floating around and I decided to try pushing and a big airy fart went out of me and I got up clean up my bottom and hopped in the shower more cautious this time around. So before my dad left I asked would if it be okay if I ride with him to church I don't feel like picking up Dean and, my dad had to talk and he said it's better not doing anything you will regret later in life by doing something that you if I do it now, so I know that what I had to do, so during night time before bed I pooped one more time before bed , slipped out of my day clothes and sat on the toilet 3 mediums and 4 small ones came out after flush wash my hands and fixed up my hair got dressed in my pajamas in my room after walking out of the bathroom . That's all
Anna from Austria
biggest audience
I want to answer the question of Elvia.
The biggest audiances I had hm?
As I am using public toilets a lot it has been lots of people.
The biggest audiance I had would have been 200 people in theory when you do not use the word audiance in the strict sense of the word when I had to poop on plane during my flights to Japan and the states.
They could not hear me though as it is always very loud in the plane and most of the people there also did not know or care what I was doing I guess.
So the word audiance is bit far fatched but if you think about it that way I have pooped 3 times when over 200 people were around me. Pretty embarrasing if I think about it.
The biggest amount of people I pooped in front of that were aware that I was pooping was about 10 to 12 I guess. The toilets in question were toilets in shopping malls. I am not so sure if the other ladies in my favourite austrian mall in my hometown know what I was doing because these toilets are pretty well isolated and had no gaps but during my time NYC when I visited the malls there other ladies heard my for sure when I had my bm due to less private layout of the toilets and the toilet design.
Greatings from Austria
Anna
Greetings from Austria
AnnaVictoria B.
Comments
Hey!
Just a couple quick ones today!
To Catherine: It's always good to see you back. You have been missed!
To Carlie B: That was a great dump, nice work!
To Haley: Welcome! Some of us, myself and Carlie included, are also kind of infamous around here for the rope we can cut. Like Jill, I also had to have the toilet plunger talk and have known how to use one since I was a little kid. My partner Robyn helped buy a new toilet for my apartment even before we were ready to live together and she moved in lol. I could clog the one I had two or three times a week with the pipe I laid and it needed a new part that would've been so expensive that it made more sense to just replace the whole thing! Best gift someone has ever gotten me.
Sounds like you and Jill are close and you should be proud of yourself for not shaming her for the way her body works and for plunging your first toilet. I got so into it and had my fingers crossed the whole time! Seriously, I once had to run home to grab my own toilet plunger after finding myself in Jill's same shituation of asking for one after clogging a friend's toilet and being surprised to hear that there was none. Glad you're here and that Jill will be able to do her own plunging from now on!
Love,
Victoria!Winnie and Dean
Winnie the Pooh
W)Hey everyone we. We read feedback thanks for the support kisses for you all. Mina and friends. ,
D)So this how we are going to do this we going out letter of our name to let you know who is talking.
W) yeah yeah so it makes it easier to follow along so let's begin, this morning I woke up early shower early and got dressed for school finding out today is the day of recovery to remember those who lost their lives this past weekend due to the storms.
So I called Winnie to ask her if it be okay if we can study together.
W) Though we hit some turbulence I love this guy and I know he love me .So I made us breakfast so we can have, I put on my maxi skirt and shirt and crocs and panties.
D) And looks amazing by the way. Now to the story after breakfast Winnie start sitting with her feet in her lap,
W) Well I was trying to get some comfortable but I couldn't I knew that I needed to poop again from this morning. So I told Dean.
D) So I was okay I wait till you get back but instead she said come with her.
W) so I got out of my chair and took him by the hand led him to my bedroom and looked the door and opened up my bathroom door,
D) very well decorated bedroom and bathroom, so as I was turning around to exit she said don't stay. I turned to her and she was pulling down her panties to her ankles.
W) So I sat on the toilet with my skirt still in place but covered the bowl asked him was he going to be okay, his face growing deeper grin.
D) and I couldn't help myself cause my beautiful angel was sitting there like a masterpiece.
W) having my legs closed I farted real loud and I knew that my hole was almost open so I got up
D) I got super excited and I knew she was about to lift or pull down her skirt but I ended up passing out.
W) he passed out so I pulled down my skirt just enough not for a accident . So I was pooping with a passed out boyfriend.
D) I didn't come to till I heard her washing her hands,
W) so maybe let's see what happens next time hopefully you get to stay awake.
D) though I didn't get to see but just fact I was able to spend extra time with you was great enough.
W) Well that's all right now folks
M
Answers to questions
Elvia: To answer your question about the largest audience while on the toilet, for me it's only one person. My wife and that's it. Now when you hard your largest audiences, were you peeing or pooping?
Miranda that story about you pooping because she didn't pay back money, that is fantastic! One of the best stories I have ever heard. And you mentioned your boyfriend getting an erection whole you're on the toilet. It happens to me every time I see my wife on the toilet or even if she sees me on the toilet and we've been together for 21 years so I've seen her on the toilet a million times.
I'll answer Winnie's survey:
1. Would you let your significant other watch you on the toilet?
Of course. My wife has never purposely watched me but has been in the bathroom while I poop and I like it. I have no issue whatsoever with it.
2. Would you let him wipe you?
In my case it's her but yes absolutely if she was willing to do it. She never has, at least not right after I pooped. I never have wiped her either but certainly would if she let me. When we've taken vacations by ourselves we have scrubbed each other's butts when we've used the shower together. I have put hemmorhoid ointment on her butt before when she had hemorrhoids a while back. One night she had some of her friends over and I was surprised but she told them that she had me apply the ointment. One of her friends was like "oh my god she made you do that?" And I responded to her "I know, what a rough life, getting to see my wife's ass up close," which got a big laugh out of everyone.
3. Would you want to watch them on the toilet?
Of course and have seen her many times like I said. I love her body type. She's a gorgeous plus size woman but not overly big. She has thick thighs and I thick butt and she just looks good while sitting on the toilet.
4. Is it ok to share the experience with someone else?
Sure, why not? Seeing each other on the toilet is something that's between me and my wife and it is part of the special bond that you have with that one person. It is part of what makes us close to one another. Is it ok with someone other than my wife? I suppose if I had her blessing. She definitely has some friends that I would love to see on the toilet.
5. If you allow yourself to be seen on the toilet what is appropriate to adjust the clothes to and what location is best for it?
Well if my wife sees me on the toilet I don't adjust my clothes in any way since she's seen me a million times and knows what a certain body part looks like so no issues there at all. I don't cover up anything. If it would be one of her friends seeing me I would likely cover my private area up while I'm sitting and when I'm done I would pull my pants up in a way where she doesn't see anything. As for an appropriate location, I guess our house and also there is something about a hotel room bathroom too.
LC
Reply to Elvia - Largest Audience
My largest audience occurred in 8th grade. That was sort of a coming of age year for me as far as my adult pooping capabilities. That coincided with an increase in my comfort level using public / school bathrooms. I never really felt comfortable using a public restroom before that age but eventually realized it was okay after I heard some of the other guys in my grade bragging about "blowing up the bathroom". I have a number of stories that year, which again, seemed to mark a transition into adulthood in many ways.
However, the biggest audience occurred in a series of three on a school field trip. We had a three day, overnight trip. The place we went to was this run down summer camp facility in the remote outdoors about ten hours away by bus. Among other things, the camp had a policy to limit food waste, so they would weigh the amount of wasted food at the end of each meal. Unfortunately, the food was terrible, 1990s school cafeteria food, if anyone can relate to that. I ended up eating my fair share, mostly to avoid scrutiny of food waste.
Fast forward to the end of the trip, I hadn't used the bathroom since the day before we left. I started to notice I had noxious gas and other forms stomach distress but I still couldn't go. Finally, the teachers and chaperones announced it was time to board the bus. An extreme urge hit me during the head count. I realized I wouldn't be able to hold it and despised the idea of using the bus bathroom. I begged the teachers to let me use the bathroom one last time and they announced they would grant a final bathroom break to anyone who needed it. Anyone on the bus who paid attention would have known my predicament. I ran off the bus and had a major movement that destroyed one of the camp toilets. Another few boys came in after me and they had a few remarks, one said "it smelled like his grandma's dumps". I reboarded the bus but I still felt a bit uneasy.
Another extreme need hit me a few hours into the bus trip. I asked the teachers if we planned to stop soon and they said not for a few more hours. I tried my best to hold it but finally relented. I had to use the tiny bus bathroom at the back of the bus, which was basically a cheaper version of an airplane toilet. This also happened be the same area where all the popular kids sat. It was a bit of an unspoken rule that no one used the bathroom. I took the walk of shame to the bathroom and everyone looked at me like I was breaking this unspoken rule. I latched the thin metal door and took huge dump that blocked the bus toilet. There was no denying or escaping what had just happened as I left the bathroom. Evidently, it stunk up the whole back half of the bus for the entire duration of the trip. I know this because one of these girls very concerned with popularity was sure to tell me, at the end of the trip, exactly how miserable it was for her with a distinct look of disgust on her face. I was completely mortified at the time but I laugh about it now.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the end of it. My stomach still felt a bit unsettled to the next rest stop. By this time, a number of peers also needed to use the facilities. I rushed off the bus into the large public restroom. I proceeded to have a "dumb and dumber" type movement. A number of the other boys began to make comments. I finally felt done and also managed to clog that toilet, to which I heard gawks as others discovered the crime scene.
I had to sit at the front of my bus with the teachers for the rest of the ride home, in case of any more emergencies. The teachers were actually quite sympathetic, as were a couple of my friends. Luckily, no one ever bullied me over the incident and no one ever seemed to mentioned it it except for one of my friends who noted it my year book. I guess she also found it funny that I stunk up the area of the bus with all the popular kids.
LC
Jessica
Question for Haley about Jill
When you mentioned that Jill was no more than 5'3 tall....I'm curious roughly what her weight is too?
Also, if you had to guess, how many inches thick was her log that clogged your toilet? In comparison a coke can is 2.6 inches across.Winnie
Winnie the Pooh
Woke up early today and let Dean know that I needed to be at school 30 minutes early so I can get a ahead start, So we got to school 30 minutes early and I told him come on I need his help, so I ran up stairs and he asked me slow down wow you must want to get it done with before school, I said yes , We got to my chemistry lab station and I told him that my stuff is in the back so let's go , and it was really a bathroom and that for people working in the lab can use so just in case they spill something on them for it doesn't travel to others, so it's a toilet and urnial, I locked the door behind us and I ran to the toilet and Dean asked me what I'm doing, I said that I have to go I held in my 3rd poop in from yesterday, so I can go for you just don't pass out, so I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles and he turned around I pulled down my panties at my ankles and sat down on the toilet and I told him come closer and sit by me him smiling at me I stretched my feet while holding my legs together, he just couldn't stop grinning, so I didn't expect him to kiss me but he did and rubbing my legs and he kiss them too , and I released some gas and my hole open up and I really started to drop long stinkers one by one and it was so much better, I asked him how he feeling, he says that it's a dream come true a beautiful angel does poop indeed, after few more come out I knew that I had to flush but he did it for me and told me that he takes care of the rest and I got up no longer ashamed of what I looked like below and him without words grabbed the toilet paper gently started to wipe my butt without asking me, with sweat coming down, I placed my hand on his head rubbing his hair as he continue to gently wipe me till I was clean and he slowly pulled up my clothes back up on me and rubbed my booty after I washed my hands him being silent the rest of the way and 10 minutes later school was about to start so we kissed and went to our class him without words. I told him I meet him at lunch, him nodding okay. I don't know what to do now, did I embarrass myself or is he going to be okay
Deb
Accidents, sick in my pants
Hello, my name is Deb. My last two posts have been about my cousin Emma when she was sick with diarrhea and had a really bad accident and of her daughter Katie when the same thing happened to her. Both times I was out shopping with them when they got sick and had diarrhea in their pants.
My run of good luck came to an end last Thursday at work. I hadn't had much diarrhea, not even an accident in a few months.
I had lunch, leftover curried lentils, and then went for a walk. I started feeling a bit off but it felt like my lunch was just settling. My coworker Jenn had to leave for a personal appointment at 1:30 pm and wouldn't be back for the rest of the day. I got back to the office at about 12:45 and went downstairs to check the mail.
I got on the elevator and as the door was closing I had a really bad cramp and I felt an intense pressure in my bowels. It felt like everything was rushing down. The floor my office is on is fairly high up, so the elevator stopped several times as people were going out for whatever they had to do. I was at the back of the elevator and felt like I had to go right then. I clenched my butt cheeks as hard as I could, but a quiet wet fart slipped out. I could feel the wetness between my butt cheeks. Keeping them clenched, I shuffled out of the elevator towards the washroom in the lobby. Unfortunately it was occupied and there was a lineup of a couple women waiting for it. I got my bowels under control for the moment and went over to the mailroom. I had to wait for a few minutes while the mail lady got the mail for the clients on our floor.
During that time the need to go came back and it was ten times worse than before. The mail lady handed me the mail and I went back to the washroom in the lobby, but it was still occupied. I groaned and went over to the elevators. As I was waiting, my bowels cramped up and I started pooping my pants. It was just a little bit at first, but I knew that my pink and white striped hipster panties were going to be stained. I was just hoping that the wetness wouldn't be showing through my beige dress pants. At first I was the only one on the elevator but then another woman rushed in. A few seconds later, just as the doors were about to close, a male voice shouted out, "hold the door please!" So this other lady out her hand in the way of the closing door. My heart sank as a bunch of people rushed into the elevator. It felt like we stopped at each floor. I was in real trouble. I just couldn't hold it. I cramped up and started pooping in my hipster panties even though I had my legs crossed and was clenching my bum as tight as I could. The elevator finally got to my floor and I squeezed by two women and shuffled out and towards the front desk where Jenn was sitting.
I put the mail on the desk and turned towards the ladies room, still pooping my pants. Jenn asked, "Hey, are you alright?" I answered with a moan, "Noooo!" I shuffled a few more feet towards the ladies room and exploded in my pants just as I got to the door. I could feel the diarrhea spread all through my panties and start to leak out of the leg holes. I got into a stall and carefully pulled down my pants. The mess has already gone down the insides of my legs and the wetness was leaking through. My panties were a total mess. I cleaned myself up as much as I could, but there was no way that I could stay like that for the last three hours of the day. I pulled everything back up and, washed my hands and went back out to my seat at the front desk. Jenn asked if I was okay and I said, "I didn't make it. I needed to go down to my car for my bag."
I tied my jacket around my waist and grabbed my purse. I checked my emergency bag in my car and luckily still had a pair of jeans and bikini panties along with some wipes to get cleaned up with. I went back upstairs and got cleaned up in time for Jenn to leave for her appointment.
At around 3pm I started cramping up again. I went to the ladies room but I didn't quite make it and had another accident in my panties, this time it was quite a bit smaller though, but it was really wet and leaked through the bum of my jeans. I cleaned up and went back to my desk. I looked through my purse for a maxi pad to out on, but I didn't have any. I checked my bag as well but didn't have any there either. I wanted to put one on in case I started pooping again and didn't make it to the toilet.
I decided to go over to my friend Tracey's office to see if she could help me. I asked her, "Hey, do you have a maxi pads that I could have?" She said, "A pad? Hang on…". She looked through her purse and then through her desk drawers and said "Sorry honey, I don't." I said, "Okay, thanks anyway." She then said, "Hey, did you change your pants?" I nodded. She asked, "Oh no! Did you get your period." I said "No." Then after a few seconds I said, "I got sick on the elevator after lunch. I totally messed up my underwear and pants." She said, "Oh Deb, I'm so sorry."
Finally the day ended and I left to go home. Once again, I started cramping up, this time in the parkade. My bowels totally dropped and the need to go went from zero to a thousand in seconds. I tried getting back to the lobby but before I got even five feet I totally exploded it my bikini panties and jeans, filling them up from front to back. It was terrible. I grabbed a shopping bag to sit on in my car.
By the time I got home the mess was up my bag and down my legs. I told my husband that I was really sick and needed to have a shower. Later I told him everything that happened and he felt really bad for me.
I called in sick on Friday as I was still having diarrhea. I put on an Always Extra Heavy Overnight maxi pad because I was still leaking diarrhea in my pants. I had to go out for some groceries and to restock on pads. While I was out, I pooped diarrhea on my maxi pad. Luckily the pad held most of the mess, so it didn't leak through my pants and it also made the cleanup a bit earlier.
I'm feeling considerably better now thankfully. I did get my period yesterday so I'm still wearing my extra heavy overnight maxi pads.
Anyway, that's all for now. Thanks for reading.
Deb