Emma two
Pooing in a bucket
My last poo was five days ago and the laxative I took before I went to work this morning was working really well when I got home. Sarah knew I'd been constipated for a while and she told me I'd better not block the toilet. I was worried I might block it so I got a bucket from the shed and squatted over it.. I pushed gently until I felt my poo coming out and then relaxed allowing nature and gravity to do the work. It felt so good after not going for nearly a week and I filled the bucket to about a quarter of the way up although some of it was my wee. I still had to go some more so I pushed the rest out and what a relie. I felt three pounds lighter after that and I wiped my bottom and dropped the paper in the bucket and carefully tipped half of the contents into the toilet and flushed it. It all went down and I tipped the rest in the toilet and flushed it again and it all cleared nicely. I then rinsed the bucket in hot water and left it in the bathroom for the next time I have a big poo.Nickel
toddler pooping
To answer that question about the penis getting hard during poop, is more of accident, that just happens. It grows and goes small a lot more than just that. It has nothing to do with sex at that age. They also do that when inside you before birth. It just a nature thing that part of the body does independent from the rest of the body. The toddler does not have control of it. So do not be concern about it. It might have because he just peed or going to pee, the brain may have sent signal to the penis for blood flow. The my guess. You just caught it from when he poops and you are wiping him.
Audrey
Marie: unfortunately, I haven't done much naughty pottying lately, but would you be interested in just sharing in sensual detail one of your biggest, naughtiest pees and poos? It would do a lot to encourage me! I have been working on my snow pissing.
Mina Hisae Maho Kazuko
Hisae cries and Mina cries
Hallo everybody, Happy New Year, it is not so new now... we hope everybody have good year with no worry about corona.
Anna, your word about mixed signal is interesting, we agree very much. Sometimes we have experience. Especially Kazuko does, when she finish her motion she is sad because she wants to do more, but we tell her, "stay on loo!" and she stays, then after some minutes her bottom opens again and she pours huge burururururururururu into loo with big onara noise and gives big smile from ear to ear. (For newcomer to this site, "onara" is Japanese word for break wind, and burururururu is noise of puree motion when it hits to loo water.) But she never forces, she only waits. Wait is a pleasure for her when she is with her crush who caress her and say a sweet words to her.
Last Wednesday, and Sunday before that, Hisae did huge crying on loo. We are not worry because it is happy crying and now she bouncing around flat like pogo stick, which is her style always.
We tell Wednesday only. This week Hisae and Mina were sleeping in beige flat so weekday motion was beige flat. Sunday we were all together beige flat and Hisae cried while she did her motion, and she was on loo very long time, just like other three. But Wednesday it was Hisae and Mina only. Hisae first of course. Mina kneel next her. She was quick as usual, plop many times in about 2 minutes. Mina put hand on her knee, because she always hurry too much, she should relax. Then she start to cry. Mina sees tears and hears sobs. Like Sunday! Mina say to her, "Are you OK?" and she said, "I'm OK! I am happy crying. I'm so happy. Minappé you are so lovely! Hisae is happiest woman in world!" Mina squeeze Chae's hand hard. It is good for her to stay on loo and cry, it is not time of starting work yet, she has lots of time even Mina also wants to empty her bottom.
After a few minutes of cry, Mina hear plops, looked in loo and turds dropping in loo one by one, not so big ones, but a lot. Same with Sunday but Sunday's were softer. Many many turds, coming out form Hisae's beautiful bottom rather slow speed, she seems she is not pushing strongly. Hisae still crying. Mina allow her to cry, and caress her lower back.
Finally Hisae said "finish" so Mina push washlet button, then Mina dry Hisae's beautiful bottom with careful moving. Hisae said to Mina, "Sorry to cry and cry. But I am so happy. You want to do I think." Mina said, "I want to do." So Mina sat on loo and Hisae at her side.
Plop, plop, plop. And then....
And then....
Mina is crying! So Mina understand Hisae's feeling well. Mina is happy too. Hisae start to massage. Mina feels that, and starts to do more turds, and more, and more, and more, and more.... So good feeling! "Chae, Mina is... happiest....woman...plop...in...world...plop...because...plop...there...is...plop...Chae and Maholin...plop... and Kazu in world..." plop, plop. Hisae's fingers work and work. Then Mina wash her bottom and Hisae dry with tender touch. And Mina puts on panties and jeans, and wash hands, and Mina and Hisae go out of loo and hug and hug, but because of sky rocket of omicron cases, we don't kiss now, even we wants desperate to kiss with tongue inside mouth. Too dangerous now.
We say this again when Mina write about Sunday, but when we do motions together, our feelings warmer and warmer. Our love stronger. Mina and Hisae do telework together in green flat every work day, so after motion finish, we go to green flat where Maho is busy on loo and Kazu kneeling next her. Maho finish soon because loo was already full when we arrive, but she did little bit more. Then she wash her beautiful bottom and Kazu dry, then they go to beige flat where are their computers. Mina and Hisae switch on computers and prepare for work. Work, work and work. So we don't think love any more. But because of loo time, there is this little warm thing surround us even we are working. Mina and Hisae agree about that and Kazu and Maho also agree. Work is work, but little sweet aura always there. Thank you to loo!!! Loo is so lovely!!!
We send our warm love to everybody. We hope you can feel it is warm love! Have wonderful time on loo and everywhere.
Online hugs and online kisses from Kazuko, Maho, Hisae and MinaBrentC
Re: Laxative Activities
I wanted to respond to Kamdyn's post regarding laxative activities. Her post is actually posing the age old question: Where will you be when your laxative starts to work? For most people, the question itself is a joke. I remember my college roomates seing an ad in a magazine which asked the question. They thought it was hilariouus. However, it is not so funny when you have no choice but to use them.
I have been posting on this board for a while so many of you know that I have a lot of problems with chronic constipation. I usually can't go without some kind of strong laxative like Dulcolax or some kind of suppository. I don't take laxatives every day. Just when I get uncomfortable - like every 4 to 7 days. I have learned the hard way that it is best to stay home most of the following day if I take it at bedtime.
No laxative is really predictable for me in terms of timing or how aggressive it is going to be when it starts working. When I first started using Dulcolax, it would work shortly after I would awake the next morning. That is no longer the case. It is usually mid-morning to mid-day before something happens. I take 3 tablets to make sure it works but that is a lot. When it hits, I usually only have maybe a minute to find a toilet. That can be really hard to do unless you are at home. I usually ask to work at home on mornings after I have taken a laxative.
Sometimes, I can't stay home and just have to chance it. I go the gym in the mornings and have had laxatives kick in there many times. Only once has it been really dicey. One morning all the stalls were taken and another guy was in line ahead of me. I have also had them kick in many times at the office. That is usually not a problem unless I am in a meeting or on a call. I have also had one kick in at Starbuck's and at the mall. Also, walking across campus in college and at baseball practice as a teenager. A few times were embarrasing. Most worked out OK. I guess the moral of the story is to stay at home, at least until after the first 2 or 3 rounds of poop.Macy
Does Size Matter?
A few friends of mine recently were having a debate amongst ourselves. Does how big someone is physically (height and weight) affect how big they poop? I said yes, but my other friends all said no.
I said yes because in high school on the softball team, one of the girls named Sabina was quite large. She was 6' tall and, quite thickly built too. She said she weighed 215 lbs, and I believe it. She would take some massive dumps, which I knew because they were far too large to flush away. I'd occasionally walk into the locker room toilets to use them only to find one of her giant turds clogging up the industrial strength toilets. One time at an away game, Sabina took a shit so big that it caused the toilet to overflow after a teammate foolishly tried to flush it. Another time, a close friend of mine's family hosted the end of the year party at their home. Sabina clogged their toilet and my friend admitted to me that they ended up calling a plumber the next day because they couldn't get it unclogged with just a plunger. If anyone's curious, I'd be happy to share more on her.
Would love to hear others thoughts on this!Justin
dreaming about pooping in weird bathrooms
Has anyone ever had a dream about going into a weird public bathroom? because i have many times, and i am wondering if anyone else has.
Anyway in these dreams i am going into one with a big urge to poop, and the thing that is weird about them is there is several different odd shaped toilets with no walls or doors and there will be males and females using them, and nobody is embarrassed pooping in front of each other and i am always walking around it looking for the toilet that i want to use were these toilets are in many different shapes and heights, and when i finally find the one i want its usually next to a female or a female comes and starts talking to me while i poop and i am never embarrassed, not sure why or what causes dreams like this because in reality i am very poop shy in public bathrooms, but i will still use them to poop if i have to go and will usually wait until i am alone to start pushing and will always take a stall with no one next to it,
So has anyone else ever had a dream like this?
Spurlock
Responses
Anna From Austria:
I found your sitting on the toilet, clothing-up situation interesting. A few years back I was counseling a friend who had a traumatic situation with his girlfriend. We were outside the bathroom at school with a pretty intense conversation going when he got off the bench, ran inside to a toilet, ripped down his jeans, and started taking a large shit. I took the stall next to his and sat on the toilet with my clothing up while we continued to talk. An assistant principal walked through, peeked in and saw my clothing up and told me to move on. Strange, but true, I opened the door and hurried out, but he called me back to wash my hands at the sink.
Sofie:
I'm glad you liked my story about Lisa. We were study partners, then became friends, and then got into a more intense dating relationship. The special soap I referred to is a box of extra-duty pre-treatment liquid for extra dirty clothing. My swimsuit was that because the waves of the waters spread the skidmark to be larger and more noticeable. Yes, the toilet paper was almost useless for wiping and when I got done my butt stuck to the toilet seat. Lisa said that has also happened to her sometimes when she is swimming.
Brian
A Eventful Poo
So had a interesting poo the other day. Was walking along the seafront when got hit with the sudden urge to poo. Luckily some toilets near by. Walked in and noticed there was no stalls just 8 toilets in the open but! but beggers can't be chosers so picked the first toilet and start blasting away.
While I was sitting a homeless man came in, said hi and took a seat a few stalls down, Now he wasn't only pooping but also rolling himself a joint.
A few minutes into this poo, 2 police officers came in and went straight to the homeless man and started questioning him. One of men came to me and started questioning me about the homeless man, unfortunately while talking I started cramping and blasted the loudest poo I have had. The police officer just laughed. Another man walked in with a face that looked in pain and I think if the police officers hadn't been there he would have ran to the toilet but he paused. One of the officers said your welcome to use the toilet. He took the toilet next to me and went bright red as diarrhea fell out of him.
Awkwardly I asked the police officer to pass some more toilet paper as I had underestimated how much I would need.
I wiped and left
Tricky
Squirming when needing to poop
In response to another of Lee Lee's questions, I do not know if I squirm when I try to hold my poop in or need to go really bad. If I do, it's not on purpose. I don't try to be obvious about my bathroom needs, but I do try to go at the nearest opportunity when the need arises.
I probably have squirmed while holding it in waiting for a toilet to be found because oft times the volume is very heavy and exerts a lot of pressure, sending sharp pains up my nervous system. One time at a bus station, the need struck while waiting in line to pay for a ticket, But I did not want to give up my place in line and possibly miss the next bus and have to wait another 8 hours. It was an absolute emergency and I was in a lot of pain, but I did my best to keep my composure. As I stood in line, I had to stand perfectly straight and not let my insides change their position, lest it squeeze the contents of my colon into my underwear. After I got the ticket, the bus was scheduled to leave in 20 mines, and I walked to the Mens' room very carefully with a perfectly straight posture so as not to cause a breach. Every footstep sent sharp pains up my insides and I had to walk in a manner not typical for me, just to lessen the pain, so I'm sure others noticed if they were looking at me.
When I got to the Mens' room, I barely made it to the toilet and took the very first stall, latched the door, dropped my pants, and proceeded to take a big, messy, loud dump with not a second to spare. The turtle head was almost at my underwear by the time I shut the stall door. There was a creepy old man in the room hanging out by the sinks and saw me enter the stall and get to it. I spent the next 10 minutes pushing out a large, single log about 3 inches wide and long enough to go from the deep inner portion of the hole all the way to the rim of the toilet bowl. There was lots of violent farting mixed with the loud crackling as the log slowly slid out, and it hurt a bit. I had to lift myself off the seat and shift back a bit to keep the solid log from smearing itself all over my privates. The wiping was horrendous and took another 5 minutes or so. I clogged the commode, and the old man was still there when I exited, after hearing the whole ordeal go down while seeing my pants on the floor and my legs in view. As I was washing my hands, the toilet water was flooding the floor and a large portion of what I deposited spilled over onto the floor. The old man looked at me, gave me a death stare of disapproval, and walked out with me.
I casually told one of the staff that the Mens' room needed attention, without describing the carnage. I didn't want to embarass myself any further.
As I was waiting for the bus, the janitor, what appeared to be a teenaged boy, came into the Mens' room. He had the door propped open and a yellow warning sign outside warning of the wet floor. I did not envy him or his job.
My insides still hurt for hours after passing that. But it was far from the largest dump I'd ever taken, and probably not even half the size of it.
Stella
Anxiety accidents
Hi!
i'm new here.
i'm a girl, 18 years old, 163cm with short hair and average build, but look very young for my age.
i always have been interested in pooing… but recently i've started having some accidents.
I have anxiety problems and sometimes they make me poo my pants a little bit. It's not usually anything drastic, just a shart here and there and sometimes a bit of runny poo. I think i will start wearing a pad in my pants where my bum hole is as protection. I've started getting paranoid and clenching my anus whenever i feel like i need a fart. It's very annoying. I don't mind pooing my pants but it's other peoples reaction i worry about.
Does anyone else get accidents because of anxiety? how do you cope?
Catherine
Response to Tricky's Question
Tricky,
While I do not know one bowel movement as my biggest ever, I do have memories of what I will call "super-massive bowel movements." My normal BMs are larger than average due to a high fiber diet filled with vegetarian recipes (even though I am not a vegetarian). I eat lots of beans, greens, nuts, high fiber cereal, apples and yogurt. I go twice daily, after breakfast in the morning and after dinner in the evening. I live a very routinized life and love it that way. It's when I'm out of the routine that these massive BMs happen. I love them, but I'm a little OCD about being regular, so I do not try to mess up my routine on purpose.
Also, I'm 6'1 and weigh around 200 lbs. Not only am I bigger than the average woman, I am bigger than the average man and have been since middle school. I'm also pretty athletic and workout and run religiously.
So, when I travel, I may miss 1-2 regular bowel movements. And the result is usually a loggie doodie that can be close to two feet in length and over two inches in width. It's usually very firm at the front and smoother at the end. The urge to go is incredible and the relief is orgasmic. The smell is usually stronger.
I hope this is helpful!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Saturday, January 22, 2022
STEPHEN
MY SECOND POOP IN CAMPERVAN
When I arrive at my destination I washed the bedpan I had used on my journey and removed from boot BRAN Q Festival Toilet,which is a bucket
with toilet seat, and put four inches of water in bottom, then placed in in galley area ready for use.The sun screens were put on windscreen and
door windows,suction toilet roll holder attached to side door , half roll
of Cushelle toilet paper installed.
Raised the the elevating roof switched on gas , filled kettle,made tea
prepared my fishing tackle for late evening session.the alarm clocks were
set so i left on time . Returning early hours of morning , had a wee in
the festival toilet climbed into sleeping bag twice I slid out of sleeping bag for a wee .
When I woke @ 11 am I had a wee then made tea followed by weetabix with
hot milk @ 12 am I needed a number too sat on toilet and began to poop a few minuites later when done reached over pulled four sheets of paper and wiped pulled another three wiped put down toilet lid washed and got
dressed I had a snooze later in the day, when I went to beach late evening with my fishing tackle I took the toilet bucket and emptied in sea kept the bucket half full so as not to be blown by wind.
I returned back to camper four hours later with tackle and bucket with
four inches of water in bottom attached the seat ready for use. I used
the Festival toilet many times until I purchased a portta pottie.the festival toilet IS always in the boot and is often used for cleaning the vanSTEPHEN
POOPING IN THE CAMPERVAN
Today I travelled to Stockbridge Hampshire to collect an order from a
shop and do some shopping .Lunch was in a cafe on main street. the shops
close @ 4pm on Saturdays.
I drove back on A36 via Salisbury, stopped in a layby two miles before
A303 had some sandwiches an apple and three oranges ,listened to six pm
news and fell asleep for an hour when awoke needed toilet , climbed out
and went to side door opend the galley area was full of luggage .
I did not want to rearrange anything so removed jones relax bedpan
six pieces of shades kitchen towel from rucksack placed pan on step put
two sheets in pan slide down my jogging bottoms and sat down .
twenty seconds later I started to wee followed by a fart I pushed to
start pooping the mushy poo slid into the pan for ninety seconds I
wiped pulled up my pants and jogging bottoms placed pan into bag left
on passsenger footweel ,closed door climbed into drivers seat , wiped
hands with wet wipes had a cup of coffee then drove home
STEPHEN
MY FIRST POOP IN CAMPERVAN
I was travelling to North Devon , drove down M5 and joined A361
decided to stop at a layby on A361 for a wee . I took a wee on the
nearside of the van no else at layby @ that time.When climbing into
drivers seat I needed a Number Too, went back to the nearside
door and climbed in .I took my Jones Relax bed pan and six sheets of
shades kitchen towel from rucksack and placed it on the floor,sat on
the floor slid my jogging bottoms and pants down to my ankles,slid
bed pan under my bum after placing two in pan , wriggled comfy
A car pulled up behind , from the side window I saw a women holding
a small child in sitting position the feet above ground .A motorhome
pulled in front and reversed stopping far to close for comfort . I
farted and had a follow through when I looked up the women was gone
and a man walked over to some blackberry bushes for a wee.I pushed
gently to keep my bowels moving ,the man walked back the women then
walked to the blackberry bushes.The motorhome drove off ,a few
minuites later the women walked back carrying a hand full of paper
tissues. Having sat on bedpan for ten minuites I got off layed on my
left side and wiped with the four sheets I had placed in my jogging
bottoms, pulled up my pants and jogging bottoms slid towards door,
opened door and got out .The pan i took to the overflowing waste bin
found a bag with MC Donalds wrappers and added contents of bed pan. . the pan was placed into a carrier bag and left in boot .
I continued my journey at the destination I took the pan and bag to
' the beach walked into water and washed every thing. On return to van
removed Festival Toilet which is a bucket with toilet seat filled
the bottom four inches with water and used it the rest of my visit
the bedpan now clean and dry was returned to rucksackTricky
Re: Lee Lee, smears and shameless shitting
I can recall many times where I took a dump at a friend's house and left a bunch of nasty skidmarks all over the toilet bowl. I've also clogged toilets at friends' houses.
One story I will tell in detail at a later date that stands out occurred in 2011. I ate a 1 lb bag of almonds during a long 1200 mile drive, and in spite of my efforts, could not poop at any of the stops along the way(for whatever reason, long road trips and bus trips often constipate me). I'm used to crapping 3-4 times a day, and I had missed 3 sessions by the time I was about 1000 miles into the drive and stopped at the house of a friend I knew to visit a few hours before heading to my destination. About 30 minutes after arriving at their house, I ended up taking a massive emergency crap that almost clogged the toilet, and made a total mess of the bowl. In 2008, I also clogged the toilet at his girlfriend's house, another close friend I've known for even longer.
I go through a lot of food and have a fast metabolism, so these sorts of events are a rather common occurrence, especially if more than 12 waking hours pass between dumps. It wasn't until around 2016 after I was forced to use a doorless stall at a bus station in front of a line of 20+ people that I developed a sense of total shamelessness about pooping, in spite of having clogged or left smears in many public toilets, friends' houses' toilets, or having been seen on the throne by other people on multiple occasions while mid-crap or wiping. Before that, I never was comfortable pooping in public or around others, but did it without hesitation and without concern for the noises generated regardless of whether other people were present as long as I had adequate visual privacy(I never hesitated to use a basic US doored stall setup, or even a half stall even in total non emergencies).
Now, I'm totally shameless and will use a toilet regardless of its level of privacy if it is what is available when the need arises. It's rather liberating to be able to use an open park toilet without any care whether other people can see me; it's a lot better than holding it while in pain trying to find a more suitable location. I poop big loads, holding it for more than a few minutes can hurt a lot, and holding it risks causing constipation(which for me, can be agonizing). I still prefer privacy, but I don't worry about the lack of it any longer, considering 100+ people at this point have seen me pooping already, and thousands have seen me enter a stall before pooping or exit a stall after pooping and/or heard my noises while pooping.
Shameless shitting is IMO the best stance to take. Get it out, and move on with the day. It's not without its downsides, considering I've encountered perverts in the restroom which seem to find their way towards me because I look like a kid. But that's not an issue of shame so much as it is an issue of others violating my space. The possibility of such unwanted encounters never goes away, even if any shame or embarrassment involving using the toilet in view of others has long since vanished.
Anna from Austria
Reply to ECG
@ECG That is really interesting question. I have nothing to do with the movie industry so I do have any background info but it is totally possible that sitting on the toilet without the intention of doing a business after all can still send the body mixed signals to relieve itself.
I happend to me once. I was on a hot day in summer at the lake during my late teens many years ago. I was about to leave and noticed that the normal changing rooms were all crowed so I had to go to ladies room to change back from my bikini to my street closes. When I was was done with that I got a Sms from my then bf that I wanted to answer right now. Was a longer text that needed a longer answer. Because it was uncomfortable to write while standing or waking i decided to sit down on he toilet with my clothes on. While was writing my body thought it was time to pee although my bladder could not full at all. I went to pee already shortly before I decided to go home. I still decided to it because I had a long way home. Being desperate while sitting in the bus on my way home was the least thing I needed. So I finished the sms stood up to pull down my pants and thong and sat down on the toilet for real. And it worked indeed. I did short wee for about 5 seconds.It was not much urine as I have expected because I just went before but my body still decided to get rid of it already. It was quite funy. I never happened to me again after that but that was the only time in my life when I was sitting on the toilet without the intent of doing toilet stuff.
Greetings from Austria
AnnaMarie
Reply to Audrey
I have pooped in both the sink and the shower. The sink was an easier clean up but hurt my legs a little bit. The shower felt naughtier. I don't think I really have an average naughty potty experience but I try not to make a big deal out of because that makes it more fun in my opinion.
What have you been up to recently girl? How has it been?
-MarieSofie
Reply to Spurlock & another school pooping story
Hi Spurlock, thanks so much for sharing your story about getting a skidmark in your white swim wear, I'm glad I'm not the only one it sometimes happens to. Is Lisa your girlfriend? I got that impression from your post, but I don't think you specifically said. I know that these things are always more embarrassing when they happen in front of significant others than just friends. Lisa seems really cool, it's so nice that she didn't make fun of you and was supportive in helping you clean the skid with special soap. Do you happen to remember the name of that soap, because I might need to buy some for myself haha! But it sounds like your skidmark was pretty big if Lisa saw it through your shorts and noticed that it expanded over time. Was the toilet paper in the bathhouse really bad? That's the problem with the toilet paper at my school.
Well… actually if I'm being super 100% totally honest, I do get skidmarks in my panties even if the toilet paper is really good. Don't get me wrong, if I have premium toilet paper and unlimited time then I usually manage to do a fairly decent job of wiping myself, but even then it's not uncommon for me to have some like… light, kind of wispy little brown stains in the back of my underwears, but those ones only show up in light colored panties. Obviously the worse the toilet paper gets, and the less time I have to poop in peace and wipe at my own pace, the bigger and messier my skid marks tend to be. The new toilet paper at school is really bad, and I have noticed it starting to like, break off and stick to me when I'm wiping.
The other day I had to poop at lunch and found myself in the girls restroom with Kirsten, my former bully/enemy and now I guess my kind of frenemy / neutral person after I helped comfort her once when she was sad. She smiled at me as she took the stall next to mine, the only other one that was working that day. Since we were alone and I guess since she knows I had already heard her on the toilet once it wasn't quite so awkward when it became clear that we both had to poop. For once, my schooldays poop wasn't a constipated struggle but came out in three easy, soft pieces with just some light pushing. I didn't even have to grunt on this occasion, though I always seem to make some kind of involuntary noise of relief when it comes out. But it's less embarrassing than a grunt, and more of an ohhhh sound I think. Anyway, I had gotten most of it out and was waiting to see if anything else comes. Incidentally, does anyone else hate that, when you poop and wipe and leave the restroom and then feel like there was a little bit left? That's the worst. I extra hate it if I know I am going to have PE or sports or any kind of physical activity later, because having that little remaining "bullet in the chamber" (a phrase my friend Jess taught me, haha) means I am primed to get hit with extra heavy, dirty skid marks later. It can happen when I fart, as I guess the gas pushes some of the remaining poop out with it, but with me it more often happens when I am exerting myself physically, like playing a hard tennis rally or running or soccer. That kind of hard physical activity sometimes seems to like, shake the remnants out of me, and then I have to keep playing feeling like sticky remnants between my booty cheeks, and have to be extra careful when I'm changing clothes later. ANYWAY sorry for that tangent haha. So I was waiting to go when I hear Kirsten do a really wet sounding bubbly fart and then go "ohhhhh…." and let out some soft plops. She kept moaning under her breath and her breathing made it sound like she was in pain. I also heard a sound like she was trying to wipe her panties with toilet paper (it's a sound you hear quite a lot in girls restrooms for one reason or another). Anyway, we came out at the same time and she looked pretty miserable, so I asked if she was okay. Kirsten said she had a bad belly cramps and thought she ate something bad earlier. Then she asked if I had a spare pad, and I said sure, and gave her a couple, saying "the last thing you need right now is your period as well". But to my surprise, Kirsten confided that she did not have her period but that she needed a pad to shield her from a little mishap she had in her panties. She said had already been twice that day, and the second time it was really urgent and a bit of it got in her underwear before she could get to the toilet, and now she felt really gross. She said she cleaned up as best she could but that it still felt gross when she had to pull up her panties, so she wanted a pad to like, shield her from the stain. I thought that was a really neat idea, I had never tried that before. I think I shared about my one failed experiment trying to use a pad to catch my skid marks before they got on my underwear, but it didn't go so well because I positioned it wrong, like I put it where I normally put my pad in my underwear but I guess it needed to go further back. Anyway, it seemed like a really good idea for those days when I do get bad skid marks or maybe have a mini accident that rather than suffering and feeling gross, I can just put a pad on top of the stain and feel fresher until I can get home and change. Of course, wearing a pad sucks and is not ideal, but it's better than having that sticky, shameful feeling of a dirty bootyhole and wedged panties that feel stained and gross. I think I will try that next time I get a bad stain, and I will report back on how it goes! Anyway, Kirsten went back in the stall, I guess to put on the pad, and I left the restroom. I guess it was cool that I was able to help her out, and that she was willing to be vulnerable in front of me. I would always be happy to help out any other girl in that situation.
Kamdyn
Laxative Activities
Over winter break from college because my lifestyle has been different, I'm eating differently, getting more sleep, and making some good dollars in doing babysitting, among other things, my body clock has been thrown off somewhat. I find I'm taking a laxative at least twice a week, because otherwise my craps don't come for several days and when they do, they are hard and painful to deliver.
I take my laxative tablets at bedtime, but they don't work first thing in the morning as advertised. Jake, my boyfriend, refers to it as 'delivery time' and that's often about noon for the main round, plus one or two much smaller craps an hour or two later. A couple of days ago, Jake and I had three children, ages 4, 6 and 9, at a park which had great hills for snowboarding and sledding. We got there about 10 a.m. and Amber, the oldest, was bursting to wee. So we parked and I took Amber over to the park pavilion where we had used the bathrooms before. Not the cleanest, but at least they are open in January.
There was a line for each of the four toilets. Each had a half-high door like I used at my first job as a waitress separating the dining room from the kitchen. No privacy latches added to the challenge. Being behind Amber, I guarded her door as she quickly pulled down her snow pants and took the seat. She made a little splash over the front as she took her seat, something that pointed out her urgency to wee. I asked her to wipe it off as she got up to flush. She felt a bit embarrassed, but I told her I had done a lot worse many times. Frankly, when I was her age, my judgment was not as good.
We were back to the sledding for no more than 10 minutes when my laxative kicked in. I told Jake to watch the kids as I hurried, slipping and sliding in the snow to get on the toilet. One toilet was available and I got on it at lightning speed. I let off a tank of gas followed by an explosion of crap that could be heard through the room. It was over fast, but it took me three times my normal time to wipe myself. Finally, I just said F*** it! I was willing to take some skidmarks in my underwear in order to get back to Jake and the kids. Twice in the next hour I had to make a return visit to vacate a much smaller amount. Jake was concerned, as were the kids, that I had gotten sick. But laxatives have always been unpredictable in going through my body.
Later we had a fast food lunch and I had to run in for a faster-than-normal pee. Again, Jake and the kids were curious as to what was wrong with me. When I came back out, Jake and the kids were asking me more personal questions. Amber said her mom keeps her home from 4th grade on mornings while she's waiting for her laxative to act. Jake said he's never used a laxative.
Are regular, routine activities commonly done while you're waiting for a laxative to act?
Elvia
Response to Jessica R.
I'm the mother of two boys myself. You don't have to worry too much. Something like that is just because blood flow to that area of the body increases if he's struggling to go. Fiber is just what he needs.
Bianca
Hi To All
Hello everybody. To begin, I had a coffee flavored beer a couple of days ago that soon gave me the urge to poop. It was one of my soft poos, and felt great. To Kaycha: I never had a UTI that burned, but I once had a bladder infection that started with back pain, than began to make my right side hurt. Luckily, I never had accidents with the infection, nor was told I had blood in my pee. Nothing really exciting happened poop wise yesterday, but I did a big fart in my room that made me thankful my window was open. It didn't stink really bad, but I still doubly appreciated the fresh air. I even bought a rubber dog toy at Big Lots. I don't know what the bathrooms are like there, but I certainly love squeakers as well as crinkles. The clearer the sound, the better! In fact, my current squeaky toy beats my best squeaky farts, lol! I love paper type noises so much that I enjoy unwrapping a new TP roll at dayhab before putting it on the back of the toilet. To Sherryl: I love your group pooping experience. Sounds like you all had fun. I hope everyone is doing well. Bye.
Lee Lee
To Tricky:
Tricky I just loved your posts they are very great. Have you ever took a big dump at someone's house and left poop streaks in the toilet with a odor in the bathroom? I find that to be signs of a shameless pooper. When you have to poop really bad around company do you make it obvious by squirming? Thank you.
STEPHEN
MY FIRST POOP IN CAMPERVAN
I was travelling to North Devon , drove down M5 and joined A361
decided to stop at a layby on A361 for a wee . I took a wee on the
nearside of the van no else at layby @ that time.When climbing into
drivers seat I needed a Number Too, went back to the nearside
door and climbed in .I took my Jones Relax bed pan and six sheets of
shades kitchen towel from rucksack and placed it on the floor,sat on
the floor slid my jogging bottoms and pants down to my ankles,slid
bed pan under my bum after placing two in pan , wriggled comfy
A car pulled up behind , from the side window I saw a women holding
a small child in sitting position the feet above ground .A motorhome
pulled in front and reversed stopping far to close for comfort . I
farted and had a follow through when I looked up the women was gone
and a man walked over to some blackberry bushes for a wee.I pushed
gently to keep my bowels moving ,the man walked back the women then
walked to the blackberry bushes.The motorhome drove off ,a few
minuites later the women walked back carrying a hand full of paper
tissues. Having sat on bedpan for ten minuites I got off layed on my
left side and wiped with the four sheets I had placed in my jogging
bottoms, pulled up my pants and jogging bottoms slid towards door,
opened door and got out .The pan i took to the overflowing waste bin
found a bag with MC Donalds wrappers and added contents of bed pan. . the pan was placed into a carrier bag and left in boot .
I continued my journey at the destination I took the pan and bag to
' the beach walked into water and washed every thing. On return to van
removed Festival Toilet which is a bucket with toilet seat filled
the bottom four inches with water and used it the rest of my visit
the bedpan now clean and dry was returned to rucksack
Reply to ECG on shooting toilet scenes
PN: On the Showtime series "Weeds," Celia Hodes was trying to get her chubby daughter, Isabelle, to lose weight. After finding Isabelle's snack stash under the bed, Celia "punishes" her by replacing the chocolate candy with chocolated laxatives. The inevitable explosion hits the girl in the middle of art class - but instead of a watery gurgle, you hear a long, dry fart, not what you'd expect from an Ex-lax overdose.