Tlana
Closest toilet
Paige:
As a student and now working in a school as a teacher, I have an early morning crap. It's usually about an hour or hour and a half after I get up. That means I'm on the toilet at school before school starts pretty much every morning after I wheel into the parking lot. I don't sit until I'm ready to crap so since my craps tend to be soft, butt-on-seat time is usually 2 minutes or less. The faculty bathroom is way on the other side of the building, which is a 5 minute walk one way from my classroom. So I use the student bathroom just two doors down the hall. The place can get busy and dirty, and most of the privacy doors have been removed because of vaping and other abuses, but I guess I got use to the loss of privacy years ago. Some of my students are surprised to see me on the toilet, but when you gotta go you gotta go. My boyfriend doesn't get it. But I'm just kind of set in my ways. My department head said it is a win-win situation because the school is getting a bathroom supervisor for free during the morning hours.
Embarrassed Girl:
Away from school where there are latches or locks on stall doors I've had some trouble with them. I think that's also a reason why or administration has over the years not replaced privacy doors. Sometimes I think users who are bored will mess with the lock or latch while they sit. That boy that watched you and said those things was way out of line. His mom is responsible for the supervision of him. I feel she should have been more direct and emphatic with him.
Elvia:
I completely agree with you that any child, by age 8 or 9, should be able to go by themselves into a public bathroom regardless of gender. However, as a child care provider with more than 10 years experience, I have had a few single parent situations where they don't want their son, even at age 10, going into a park playground bathroom unaccompanied by an adult. That parent suggested that I walk the boy six blocks home to take his crap and then bring him back to his park activity. I have nothing against walking but I suggested a buddy system where two boys would go in pairs, drop the toilet seat twice, and do a double-flush to show they were OK. It worked fine.
David's question: in college are the female students as uninhibited as the males, especially in the morning? Definitely Yes! That is how I met my current boyfriend.
Paige
Thanks and a story
Oh my god! You guys! You are so sweet I did not expect so many replies! I saw M:s post first and thought it was the only one and that I could give a personal thanks but I got so many. I am so grateful and I read every single one! To be really honest with you I have been checking my phone all weekend to see if I got any replies hehe.
I saw a lot of responses about drinking coffee and making time to just sit on the toilet even if I don't have to go. I just recently started drinking coffee, and my oh my is it delicious! I don't drink it every day and never in the morning though. I haven't felt so much of a difference in my belly afterwards, although there was one time where I had to dash to the toilet just minutes after I had finished my coffee. It really got things moving. I have felt a little bit at times but not much, I usually drink decaf because I don't want to be up all night considering I drink it around like four most days, maybe that makes the effects less? During a longer time off work I usually get a somewhat regular toilet time which is awesome but it's always destroyed when I go back to work again.
I will try your tips! (I am going to have to get up really early tomorrow haha)
I thought I would share a story as a thanks. It happened on Saturday. I am on my period and that can sometimes make me gassy or give me liquid poo. I was at the mall with my boyfriend (it's quite new and I am really exited) when I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I felt really gassy and walked over to an deserted section of the clothing store we where in to let go of some gas. It was really smelly and a bit loud but nobody was there to smell or hear it, thank god! I continued shopping but my belly only felt worse. I did not feel the need to poo but since this has happened a few times I am familiar with the cramps I had and I knew that they would go away if I went to the restroom. The poop that frees me from those sort of cramps is always mushy and runny. I hate those poops. I was debating whether or not I should go to the toilet since it is quite awkward and I did not want my bf to know. Then a sharp cramp hit me and I had to bend over to get trough it. I went over to my boyfriend and said that i needed to go to the restroom. He said okay and told me that he would tag along. I was panicking, if he went with me he would realise how much time i spent i there. So I said that it was okay and that he didn't have to but he insisted. We want down ti the restrooms and I went in to the ladies room and he waited outside and held my bags (so sweet). I went into a stall and to my luck the restroom was empty. That is like the best thing that can happen to a shy girl like me. I quickly pulled down my underwear and pants to my knees.At forts it was solid but then it was runny. I did wets farts which made poop squirt out. It was awful. Then somebody came in. I liked at my phone it had been 4 minutes already and I was so not done yet. The other person sat down i a stall pretty far away from mine and stared pooping immediately. This really helped me. I tried to ouch hard and poop poured out of me. It burned. I had some more in me but I had to get back to my boyfriend so i wiped and changed my period protection quickly. (I am really fast) I went back to him with no more cramps and felt a lot better! I said "sorry it took so long I am on my period and had to you know change my tampon and stuff". "stuff" hehe ;)
Just to answer the question from Gordonzola I usually don't use my phone or anything in the bathroom, I only do so if it is going to take a really long time. I might have to use it if I am going to be sitting on the toilet trying to poop for 15 minutes tomorrow morning haha.
Have a good one,
Paige
Just Jerika
Teacher/Student Bathroom Sharing
I'm in college now and I remember back to the first week when I was a student in high school something that really surprised me. I'd be waiting in a crowded bathroom hoping to get a pee in before the one minute warning bell for my next hour class. Door would open and student would come out and I would immediately find out if she was a Proud Panther or not. That was a Student Council program about being polite, taking care of school property well (flushing, washing hands well, and being positive). Oops, big shit left unflushed, toilet paper on half the seat, and a foul mouth, etc. Then with a thud I would get my 30 seconds or so of butt-on-seat before the warning bell rang. I'd be lucky if I could get one wipe in. And during 5th hour only one stall or two would have any TP left and you learned early on that you didn't dare flush because you would cause a flood.
Most surprising to me was perhaps once a week or so when that door would open I would be surprised to see my history or music teacher pulling their clothing up. Of course, they maintained a warm but clean seat and in the case of my science teacher who was brand new and right out of college, she always smiled, told those waiting to be PPs (Proud Panthers) and a couple of times during the passing period she would use her phone to call the physical plant (we'd just laugh when we heard that name!) office and then tell them about a problem (roll of TP floating in the bowl). My history teacher had a very pounding pee stream that went on and on. My best friend Michelle, who was very glib, said our teacher and her boyfriend (to die for!) probably closed the bar down again the previous night. One of the barmaids was a friend of my moms.
My dad thought the whole thing was hilarious. He said the guys who shit at school were losers and no matter how much the administrators would yell at them, they would not remember to lift the seat.Kiersten
Response to embarrassed girl
I've been in a similar situation before where I was an unfortunate recipient of being walked in on. I'm a 5'7" asian brunette girl, and when I was a teenager shopping at Costco with my parents, I had to go to the restroom super badly because I drink a lot of water from my cross country running exercise, then my parents pick me up from my runs and shop at Costco immediately after. I really had to go badly and thought I locked the door properly. As I was relaxing peeing, pulling down my purple sweatpants and pink underwear below my knees, all the sudden mid-stream, a little girl opens the door! What made this pretty bad in particular was I was wearing a black crop top, so my shirt didn't really cover my down there region. I typically just place my hands to the side, and when she opened it, she just saw my exposed hairy vagina wide open not only to her, but to the plenty of Costco shoppers that suddenly saw my private region from the window sinks! The little girl was quite confused standing there for a hot second, and a teenager girl then walked by to what I'm guessing is her older system stopped by, smirked at me realizing what occurred, and held her hand to another stall. I couldn't do much about it since the stall door was little too far away, so I put my hands over my hairy vagina, and prayed that no one would walk in on me again. Of course, two other times an older woman would walk in throughout that fiasco, the latter where she walked in OF COURSE when I was wiping so that wasn't pretty.
Luckily, I recognized no one and just went about my business after that little incident passed, finishing the Costco shopping and went on about my life. If this happened at school, I don't think I would never be let forgotten about it, and in a way, it's better that it happened in front of strangers as I made extra sure that in school and other places, the lock is super in place. Embarrassing for sure, but a valuable lesson learned!
Paige
Peeing in front of my boyfriend?
Hi everyone!
Yesterday I was at my boyfriends apartment and while he was in the shower I got a desperate urge to pee. Like soooo bad. It kinda came out of nowhere. I crossed my legs and put my hand on my crotch squirming. I was sitting in his couch and it felt like I could not move. Despite that I got up and made my way over to the bathroom, potty dancing and stopping for the occasional clench. I knocked on the door and then stuck my head in asking him if he would be done soon. "Maybe 5 minutes or just a little longer then that, why do you ask? Can't get enough of me?" he said with a smirk as he peaked out from the shower curtain. I laughed as much as my bladder allowed me to and responded saying that I really need to pee and would appreciate it if he could hurry. "I will hurry. But if you really need to you can pee while I'm in the shower." He said with a gentle smile. I pressed in the pee that desperately wanted to come out with my hand and said that I could wait. He asked me if I was sure and said that he wouldn't look or listen. But I really did not want to pee in front of him. If it is ever going to happen it can definitely not be this early in the relationship i thought. We had been dating for about a month before we became exclusive and he has only been my boyfriend for like a little over 2 months. (I know that is kind of a long time but I need to be a lot more comfortable in order to pee or especially poop in front of another person) So I held on. I was not very successful though because I dribbled into my panties.I looked in the mirror and could see a wet spot in the bottom of my underwear. I knocked again and he said he was almost finished. I went into the bathroom and let him see me squirm. He looked at me with empathy and told me to just go already. I realised he was of course right. I blushed and pulled down my panties before sitting down. I immediately released a weak stream of pee (since I had been holding for so long) I was so embarrassed. It was very reliving though. Maybe it took away some of the magic? I don't know…
I have to go now my break is over.
Have a good one,
PaigeRoy
Nervousness
To Unnamed Poster: I was wearing boxer briefs during the accident in my previous post. Most of my wardrobe is boxer briefs and its been like that since around the time I started middle school.
I had an exam today in one my tougher classes, French. I was a bit nervous going into the exam since if I failed I would have to the class over again in the next semester which I didn't want to do. On the day of the exam, I had a breakfast of a banana and a glass of water. Banana's to me somewhat act like coffee for others since my stomach at times can get queasy. My bowels also get super queasy in nervous situations too. I was a little queasy heading out but I wanted to get there on time plus my bowels weren't giving off any noticeable signs of needing to go yet. When I got to the exam room I got there with ~15 minutes before the exam started. I used that 15 minutes to study but my stomach was making some noises and felt a little queasy. I was pondering the decision to go use the bathroom since the bathrooms in the building were right across from the classroom so it would be a short trip. That decision was shot down after I heard one of my classmates telling the professor that the bathrooms were closed for cleaning. The nearest bathrooms were in the hall next door however and it would take some time to get there, use the bathroom, and go back in the time available (which by this point there was like 5 minutes before the exam started). I knew I wouldn't get there and back within that time frame so I just continued studying. When the exam started my nervousness went up a bit and my gut reacted by giving out a silent fart. I was worried that my classmates would smell it since the layout of the room was compact with the desks as close as possible as they could be. Over time I was able to calm my nerves down a little which helped me focus on the exam as well as not releasing farts on and off. Once I finished the exam I left the room and went to the bathrooms (by now the janitors were gone). I sat on the toilet and released some mushy poop into the toilet feeling relived that I finished the exam and had been able to release my bowels.
Winnie
Pooh bear
I'm so happy for you Amelie,
I know but the cool thing is that you are getting it out of you and not walking around miserable and I know it might sound crazy but people who normally judge people for pooping in public a lot of times are bitter and jealous cause they go home miserable and made a huge mess of themselves, I rather sit my cute butt down and allow nature take it course then having others cause me feeling miserable, I guess I get that from my mommy,
Like yesterday after school she picked me up and we went to Walmart and I knew that I had to poop , and some say no one wants to poop there well I did and I let it be known I pulled everything down and ripped it up and sat on the toilet till I was ready to get up . So don't let others dictate to you.
Princess Opal I'm glad that it was just a nitemare and I will love to see your doll collection
So end of the day ladies and young ladies, let's enjoy our BM/ motions and not any one say otherwise
Mina Kazumi Maho Hisae
Dear Amélie, Dear Emma, Dear Princess Opal
Amélie, thank you your beautiful message. Mina was so happy, she burst into tears. Hisae, Maho and Kazuko cover her with kisses and caresses. Mina is unbalanced girl and terrible crying baby. She is lucky to have three crushes who always love her.
Aaaah.... many kisses on Mina's back of neck.
Mina is not crying now, so she answer your message.
When Maho needs squat, she puts off socks and raises toilet seat and squat with feet both side of loo bowl. She rests her heel on loo rim, so her squat is very low, but even she does that, her turd give big splash, wet her beautiful bottom so after she finish her motion, crushes are busy to dry. But OK to get wet if you dry afterwards!!
Mina visited to France. She had French friend in school in Wales. Her friend from Saint-Etienne city, so Mina was there, and she tried squat loo once because she was big stomachache suddenly. She surprised its shape. she have to squat face to door, and under her bottom is hole with water, so same with Maho, every turd made big splash and big noise! Her friend could hear well, and because Mina was big stomachache she dropped about 15 turds, but friend already know big size of Mina's motions, so she said nothing.
Squat loo in Japan is very different shape. We squat away from door, or sideways. There is hood in front and we squat face to hood. Hole with water is under hood. So under your bottom is no water, actually very little water. So turd makes no noise, but big smell, that can be problem. Flush comes from back of loo, so opposite to hood. And it is very powerful flush, so take all turds quickly.
Now squat loo is much less common that before. In city, we don't see so much.
But we read on this site, some people put stool in front of sit-down type of loo and use that to squat. They stand on stool and then squat. It is seems good idea.
With sit-down type of loo, some women put paper in water before they do motion, to stop noise of splash. You can try that but you might have problem with smell. Of course if you get out from the bed very early like we do, you can go at home, your mother will say nothing even you stay long time because she is accustom, she cleaned your cute bottom every day when you were baby.
We think it is not good idea that you take phone to loo. If you are active something, your beautiful bottom can't relax. Do nothing is best, except relax and think, and push gently with your beautiful bottom, and slowly, because maybe it will be five minutes before your first motion come out. So you need to give yourself long time. Maybe for one more week or two weeks you might still have to do your motion in a campus, we hope you can use loo which is not crowded.
We are happy you read post of Bethany. We are sure most women are not interest in what you do in loo. Even they hear many plop sound from you, they are doing same thing, so they don't care. It is sure that they are not thinking about you. They are thinking about first class and their homework and strict teacher and yesterday's date with boyfriend and and and....
But Kazumi said (actually she is Kazuko but when we talk about loo we call her Kazumi): If she is in same college with you, she take cubicle next to you to protect you from the other girls, and she do her turds same time with you so other girls don't know who is doing.
We also don't like black coffee so we never drink. We like coffee with hot milk. And you are right, café au lait provoke our bottom, and after breakfast with café au lait, we all thinking about sit on loo long long time.
We say again, try to go to loo at least 30 minutes before schedule depart time from your house. Then you don't need to worry about miss bus. You have very long bus ride!
We think you can tell your mother that you want to go loo early because you don't want to go in public toilet. She will understand we think. Shy about motion is quite common we are sure.
Emma, your story was beautiful. Mina and Maho love to draw and paint. So we want to draw picture of you and Sarah squat opposite to each other to do huge pile surround by beautiful countryside, with butterfly and birds looking at you and saying, "how wonderful motion you two are doing!"
Princess Opal, we send our love to your lovely Sakura! There is two Kazuko's dolls and Hisae's and Mina's teddy bear in our flats. And Maho has woolly rabbit.
Why you can't talk with your little sister any more? But if answer is secret, you don't need to say. We never do wee or motion in pyjama when we dream about wee or motion, but once Kazumi had a such dream she did turd pile which was watermelon size on floor of supermarket, then she woke up at four in morning and rushed to loo and did turd pile same size. Mina told on this site before. Of course we touch the wood!!!
Sorry this is very long post. But Mina is not crying, even she got about 200 kisses on her back of neck from three crushes while she writing. And lots of massage on back and bottom from Hisae, Hisae is massage specialist.
Lots of love to everyone.
From Hisae Maho Kazumi Mina, with many hug and kiss.
Anna from Austria
Answer to thunder about unisex toilets
I have not used unisex toilets yet. And it depends on the context if would feel comfortable using them or not.
If these toilets have the Austrian privacy standards (just small or no gaps at all between the stalls and the door) I would feel quite comfortable using them.
In a standard American public toilet layout, with the big gaps, I would not feel comfortable at all. I would still use them if I had to but I would feel really uncomfortable, almost exposed to unknown men which is not a good feeling.
I really hope I am not going to encounter such toilets during my second trip to the states this September.
greetings from Austria
Anna
Winnie
Pooh Bear
Yesterday before school started Dean and my boyfriend finally met and with his permission I asked him can I say his name on here. Tyson, So Tyson pick me up school and all plus him and Dean are both juniors but Tyson is 16 like me he summer baby I'm late summer baby when school started which made a sophomore, so with that being said yesterday I went over Tyson for homework studying, during our study I had to use the bathroom. I walk down the hall to the bathroom and locked the door and pulled down my pants and panties to my knees and sat down on the toilet peed a good amount. Wipe pull up my panties and pants wash my hands went back to studying. Tyson mom had some nice spring rolls ready and we ate some , on the last part of homework I knew that lunch was ready to get out of me. So I let Tyson know, so I get back to the bathroom and pulled down my pants and panties to my socks and sit on the toilet and open my legs some knowing that it's going to be really stinky so let loose a good 5 pieces of it and wipe a good amount. After being finished I pulled up everything felt good and empty and washed my hands and Tyson mom stopped me and talked with her a bit about
after that rejoined Tyson for homework. Stayed over for dinner with his parents and younger siblings. Well class just let out till next time, question for any one are you shy to poop at the person place who you dating if so why if you not why not, mine is why not it's a toilet and I enjoy being safe with my boyfriend and family
Cloe
had an unexpected problem this morning and need some advice
So I had a rather alarming experience this morning....I'm 28 and it's pretty embarassing but I have a bit of a bedwetting problem. It's not as bad as my early teens when I would have to change the sheets 2 or 3 times a week, but I still wet myself in bed about once or twice a month, but only had to change my boyshorts (panties). I had a dream I was on the toilet. And well this morning I woke up to the usual feeling of wetness in my (white) boyshorts and on my sheets, but when I sat up I felt a gooey squishy under my butt. I leaned over and looked at the back of my boy shorts and they were stained dark brown! I was really worried about it because I had never messed myself in my life (well not including when I was really little) and i don't know why i messed my boyshorts in bed last night. My stomach has felt fine and i have been having bowel movements normally lately, so it has me concerned. I don't know if it has anything to do with bedwetting, because like I said I've been wetting my bed off and on my whole life and this has never happened. If anyone has an information for me or suggestions on why that could have happened i'd really appreciate it. i'm just really scared about messing my panties in bed again, it's bad enough that I still wet myself!
Hollyrae
Porta John Question
This is to M's porta john question.
Last summer I was spending a week at my cousin Clark's house. Its separated by a chain-link fence from one of the holes on a public golf course. A porta potty is within three feet of the fence that protects the huge course that is one of the largest in our city. So one night when the adults were out at some reunion, Clark and I were just messing around in the backyard when he started telling me stories about the dumb porta potty. He asked me if I had ever used one. Me and my friend Monique had used one a couple of times in the park I guess because they hadn't been picked up after a big concert was held. Clark told me about seeing a large truck with a hoist on the back deliver the buildings. Then at the end of the golf season they are picked up and stored off somewhere for winter.
I saw several buckets under their deck of golf balls that they had picked up on their lawn that were hit over the fence. Clark told me how he and this older friend would watch old guys who paused their game to walk up to the porta potty. One day they watched one guy walking up holding his gut. They gave him time to go in and take his seat. Then all six of them blasted the pp with their balls. Then they would run off in different directions. I thought that was so funny I almost peed my shorts. Once about midnight when our parents were gone I lost this dumb bet with Clark about how many golf balls he and his parents had picked up. He helped me over the fence and I twisted my knee a bit, but I had to take a pee for him with the pp door open. It was a half cloudy night, with some rabbits and squirrels around.
I took his phone and timed it myself because I didn't trust that he wouldn't try to get too creative with it! I had been holding it for about an hour so my pee came fast and furious. You could hear it hit the tin or whatever was beneath me. I went almost two minutes. I kept my shorts up as high as I could to prevent Clark from seeing too much!
That was my fourth time using a porta john. It was the first time, though, where I didn't have to endure a line and hope I didn't have an accident.
M-I like your description about "holding myself to make sure it doesn't touch the toilet." A year ago when I was ready to start middle school mom gave me a germ-conscious lecture, too. She doesn't like porta-johns but they have saved me a few times when I'm really desperate.
I have a question to Mina: have you ever used the toilet in front of a man? Or do you only use the toilet with your female friends?
I also have a question to Tlana: do you remember the first time you used the toilet in the presence of a child that you were babysitting? Was it a #1 or a #2 and what led to that situation?Ms. Menopause
Finished all the antibiotics
I finished the last antibiotic yesterday and my bladder is getting back to normal. Normal for me means stress incontinence and sometimes urge incontinence but I do not need to pee every 5 minutes. I wore an adult ultra absorbent pull up last night as I have a new mattress. I did a grocery run at lunch today and wore a pull up under baggy shorts. I did not need to pee in it but felt more secure wearing it as my running shoes and orthotics are expensive. I try to wear black bottoms (shorts, pants, leggings, jogging pants, skirts) so that if urinary leakage happens it won't be as noticeable. Due to wearing adult absorbent briefs all week I had no panties to wash all week. This was the worst bladder infection I ever had.
Guy from Canada
Increasing incontinence and diapers?
Hi guys,
I'm new here so I'm writing today because I'm having incontinence issues and was advised that it will get worse over time caused by weakening muscles any one have any experience with use diapers for both pee and poop id love to hear some as well as any advice anyone has
Thanks.
Bo
An interesting thing happened on Mother's Day. My mother and wife wanted to record a video together. However, they got a case of the giggles and couldn't focus for the video. In the middle of trying to calm themselves down, my mother let out a small fart that was followed by a loud wet fart. We all started laughing, and my mom said her stomach hurt from the Mexican food last night. We actually thought she shit herself from the way she was acting
Hollyrae
Judgmental and Ignorant People
Yesterday afternoon when my middle school dismissed I walked over the WalMart because I wanted to look at summer swimwear. I had taken my crap just before leaving school and felt I could hold my pee until I got to the store.
A bad decision, I guess, because in my half hour walk over to WalMart I got the impression that my bladder was rapidly filling up, and then some. The bathrooms in front of the store were closed for cleaning and I dodged inventory carts in my run for the major bathrooms in the very back of the store. When I finally got to the hallway and turned and pushed the door, I entered the bathroom to find 3 toilets, each with the doors shut and legs under them.
After waiting about 5 minutes and with a little pee seeping into my new blue underwear, I finally saw the feet of the lady on the toilet immediately in front of me move pretty fast. She stood, the auto-flusher kicked in, and this older lady came out and brushed by me. She left without washing her hands. As for me, I ripped my jeans and underwear down and slid my butt onto the warm toilet seat. It seemed I had it made because my pee burst out and into the bowl beneath the black seat I was seated on.
About 5 second later there were a couple of fist pounds on the door and I could see in the crease between the door and panels I could see that women looking in at me. What did you do with my mask? she asked me. I looked at the top of the toilet paper roll there was the custom-made mask with her company logo on it that was hanging by one tie. She had startled me with her mean voice and definite sneer which I could see.
I reached for the mask, but my hand and the fact that she had scared me while I was doing my private thing caused me to fumble with the mask which fell from my hands and perched on the front of the toilet bowl, between the two sides of the seat. When I tried to pick it up she seemed to get madder that made me drop it a second time. This time it on the floor between my feet. As I opened the door to hand it to her, she looked in and said some pretty mean things that I think violated my privacy. She said:
1) I should be sitting on one of those paper seat protectors that are in that plastic container on the wall behind me.
2) That I was going to catch some type of social disease. I googled that when I got home.
3) That many women will learn to hold their toilet needs until they get home and can use a cleaner bathroom.
4) She's probably going to have to wash the mask before she uses it because it was on the dirty floor.
Outside her tone of voice and anger, I ask you guys the following 3 questions:
1. Are bare buns on a public toilet really that bad?
2. Are seat protector papers a necessity?
3. How could I have more effectively dealt with her judgmental and ignorant behavior?
Wednesday, May 11, 2022
Thunder
Amelie. Open Your Bowels
Amelie, as Mina said rising early might help but the point I wish to make is when you need to poo, just poo like I do. A lot of my dumps are in public toilets. Play with your phone if it helps you relax. I go through my emails on the can. I have a lot of problems doing a BM first thing in the morning so I hope the bidet with a pulsating function on my hole might help in the form of stimulation. Try this when sitting on a public toilet, just relax and give yourself time and really enjoy the feeling of a poo coming out. I use to be self conscious but not any more and my life is better for it. Good luck and keep trying.
Thunder
Response to Tricky
In short I would have no problems with doorless cubicles even in coed toilets doing either if I did not know the attendees are likely to know them in the future.
Obviously my partner has seen me on the can....when I use to fish in say 18 foot boats we all would take a crap over the edge of the boat, no problem as needed. I was in hospital once and sat on the toilet for a BM with the nurse right outside just in case assistance was needed. That was no problem. I go to a therapist....occasionally to have a BM if time permits and the needs is there....no problem.
The thing that would stop me is a BM amongst people I know....if I do not know them....plops away!
Thanks!
James
Reply to Imogen - peeing vs. pooing
To Imogen - thanks for your question. Yes, it was only really poo that was a problem for me at school. There were lots of reasons why I wasn't very prone to wetting accidents - I didn't mind using the school toilets to pee, and the build-up of pressure in my bladder was always slower and more predictable than that in my bowels, where things could go from mild urge to desperation over a few short minutes. In infant school, it seemed like it was mostly the girls who had wetting accidents (whether as a one-off or frequently) and the boys who pooed their pants, but there was certainly a lot of overlap, and there was a boy in my reception class who was known for frequently making puddles until he grew out of it towards the end of that year. By secondary school, I could vary my walk home to go through fields that offered many convenient bushes, so there really wasn't much chance of being caught short.
As I wrote about last year, I didn't like the sensation of damp underwear but was usually OK with the feeling of soiled pants, although the fear of being found out was often huge, along with feeling bad about the fact that I hadn't managed to hold on. Damp underwear would go cold very quickly and felt clammy, whereas poo usually felt soft and stayed warm longer.
The other big difference for me with wee and poo accidents was that even if I got to the point of having a little bit of wee escape, I could almost always get control again and rush to the loo (or find a convenient tree or bush, as I also wasn't shy about peeing outdoors). This most often happened just as I was trying to undo my trouser buttons whilst really desperate to go, and I would sneak some tissue paper down the front of my pants to avoid it feeling cold. I don't remember ever fully wetting myself at school, or even having enough of a wee accident that it would have been visible on my trousers, but one of my friends did soak himself once when we were eight because he was coming down with flu and just couldn't hold on. No-one was mean to him as it was obvious he was poorly.
I did occasionally wet the bed until I was about nine, and I never liked the feeling of my wet pyjamas clinging to me when I woke up, or the embarrassment of putting my sheets in the washing machine where everyone (especially my little brother) would know about them. I would usually have a dream about finding a toilet or urinal and doing a huge wee there, and then wake up wet - this never happened with poo though. It was something that happened relatively often when I was very little (age four or so) and steadily got better as I got older.
I've never had a wetting and soiling accident at the same time - partly this was probably good luck, and partly it was because I would usually prioritise peeing even if I was in a situation where I also badly needed to poo, or had already messed my underpants. I could also hold onto my wee even when a poo was already pushing its way out. This meant an occasional poo accident whilst I was peeing at a urinal or outdoors - I've already written about a couple of these but there were other times when it happened when the school toilets were empty but I was feeling too anxious about sitting on them to do anything other than pee at the urinal. In those situations, if there was still no-one around and the poo was fairly firm, I would sneak into a cubicle and try to quickly empty my pants out after finishing my wee.
I did wet myself in an avoidable way a couple of times. The first time I barely remember - I was only four or five but had witnessed the kid I mentioned above wetting himself at school, and was curious about what it would feel like, so that weekend I waited until I needed to go and then tried to let it out whilst I was standing in the garden. I mainly remember that it was really hard to get it to start, it felt warm for about 30 seconds, and then it was just clammy and unpleasant. I told my mum I'd had an accident and she changed me without further comment, and I never tried anything similar again.
The second time was when I was twelve, and had had a very large poo accident on my way home from a friend's house. It was quite a loose poo, and the first round had come out just a moment before I left, whilst we were still sat playing computer games, so it had gone all the way up the front of my underwear as well as over my bum. We'd had a lot of orange juice to drink, and I was aware that I badly needed a wee when I finally got home (all of the poo had long since come out at this point - most of it just a minute or two into the walk). No-one was home, but I had to collect my usual clean-up kit before entering the bathroom - a few old plastic bags, some clean clothes and an old towel - and by the time I got there I was barely able to hold on. I would have normally just stood at the toilet and peed in it despite my messy underwear, but I realised that I couldn't as the whole of the front of my pants was filled with yellow-brown poo. I quickly stood in the bath, ready to take off my trousers and then peel off my pants, intending to quickly shower myself down and then do my wee down the plughole, but I just couldn't hold on and the whole lot came out whilst I was still fully clothed. The sensation of doing a large wee through a poo accident was kind of intense but not in a good way, as I felt it rapidly soak through my pants and run down my legs, and it meant that my trousers went from being barely stained to being soaked in a horrible mixture of wee and poo - at least everything was contained in the bath and could easily be washed away.
Although I didn't have any wetting accidents in my teens (or as an adult), I did have a few near-misses at university after drinking a few beers and then having to walk a long way home through streets that offered none of the opportunities for an al fresco pee that I'd been used to when I was at school. I did let a couple of small dribbles out once or twice, but again, nothing that anyone would have noticed.
Veronica
Relieving constipation
Whenever Carl gets constipated and can't get his poo out I assist him in any way that I can. Sometimes we have to resort an enema, but when his constipation is not severe I put Vaseline on my finger tip and insert it into his asshole to help lubricate. This seems to work as when he grunts a thick log comes out with some effort from me rubbing his stomach. He likes laying down on a towel on days when moving his bowels is stressful. When he's done I wipe his bum and flush his shit down the toilet
Princess Opal
Some replies+ a question!
Tlana: my dad has the same name as your friend. But he was born in 1971 so I'm sure it wasn't him LOL
I just took a dump! It was kinda small, but it was relaxing! I realized today that I've been lonely not being able to talk to my little sister about poop anymore, but I can always talk to my dolls about it. I know they'll never judge me. Yes, I'm 17 and I still play with dolls! One of them is a Japanese doll named Sakura. I thought maybe Mina and her friends would appreciate that.
A few nights ago I had a nightmare about pooping my pants so much one day that when I stood up, the seat of my pants was sagging to the ground! I was relieved when I woke up and found that was not true.
So a few nights ago I had another dream that I was peeing on the toilet, but when I woke up I was peeing in my pants! This is not the first time it's happened to me, although I believe the last time had been 4 or 5 years ago. Have any of you had an experience like that? I'm just glad honestly that when I dream about pooping, I'm not pooping my pants! That'd be awkward. Although honestly if that'd happened I'd tell you all about it!
Writing here and getting kind responses has been a very good thing for me. It's nice to have a place to talk about pooping without it getting inappropriate.
XOXO and happy pooping,
Super sparkly kawaii Princess Opal and Sakura!Amelie
Responses and update to my routine
This week I ended up having all my morning BM on the campus restroom, fortunately after the second day I found a less crowded restroom on another building. The restroom is on an older building and it has two stalls. I did not see anyone there and there were only few people around it. I could relax more there while having my BM but I was still worried that someone might come in at any point when I am farting or my poop is coming out and they will know I am pooping.
Each day I tried to have a BM before I leave my home, but I did not have enough time so I gave up and left otherwise I would miss my bus and be late. I could only pass some gas with no poop coming out.
To Mina Maho Kazumi Hisae:
Thank you so much for your response! I think Maho is right too, this week my body still expects me to have my bowel movement at 9 AM. So except on weekend I had all my morning dump at my campus.
My home is pretty far from my campus. My morning commute is by bus so I have to take a 5 minute walk to the nearest bus stop and it takes me around an hour to reach my campus.
I have this bad habit of always sleeping late during the quarantine so when I wake up I have to rush in the morning. You are correct that I cannot go when I am stressed / can't relax such as when I'm in a hurry or someone is waiting for me outside the toilet. No wonder I cannot go when I was stressing about missing my bus. Thanks for your advice, I will try to get up earlier and give myself time to go at home.
I have a quick breakfast every morning, usually leftovers or toast and eggs. I'm not French but my mother is! I think 'Amelie' is a common French name. I love café au lait! Black coffee is too strong for me so I add milk to my coffee. And I sometimes think that coffee not only wakes me up, it also wakes up my bowels. I wonder why is that ahaha.
I usually bring my phone when I go to the toilet, I wonder if it is bad to play with my phone while I am having a BM. When I tried to go before leaving my home I couldn't really relax so maybe that is why I could only pass some gas out.
The last time I squatted to poop was when I had a holiday to France and the only bathroom available on the countryside was a squat type one which is a pan in the ground, I am not used to it. Is squat toilet common from where you are from Mina? I don't know how to squat to have a BM on my home toilet which is a sit toilet.
I was afraid that I am weird because my friends often just poop in public toilets like it is not embarrassing at all. I usually hold it until I am home if possible. In the campus restroom too I noticed that the woman next to my stall was most likely having a BM as well since I heard some fart and plop sound from her stall. It made me self-conscious since I know that other people can also hear me farting and my poop dropping on the water. I always fart a lot when I have a BM and they are usually loud and smelly which is very embarrassing. I just read Bethany post from page 1288 and I hope I can get over it like her.
Once again thank you so much for your advice Mina! I will try to wake up earlier and give myself time to have BM at home.
To Winnie:
Thank you for your advice I might try out your technique but I am afraid it will not work since I am very shy about this and I am very worried about being heard farting or my poop dropping by other people.
To Princess Opal:
Thank you I will post more in the future!
To Tlana:
Thank you for your advice and response! You are very brave I cannot imagine having my BM away from home every single day. I wanted to get the last stall but unfortunately it was taken since the restroom was pretty crowded so I had to take the middle stall. Thankfully it was pretty clean for a public restroom and it had toilet paper.
Emma two
Two girls poo in the woods
Sarah and me went out for a walk in the woods this morning and I was busting for a poo but I had nothing to wipe with so I held it without saying anything to Sarah. We'd been walking for about an hour and I was getting desperate for a poo as well as a wee and I was just about to tell Sarah when she beat me to it. She said she was busting for a poo and and if she held it much longer she would be doing it in her knickers and I told her she wasn't the only one. I asked her what she was going to wipe with and she said she had a pack of wet wipes in her bag. She quickly pulled her jeans and knickers down and squatted down in front of me. She peed a lot as her poo coiled into a heap under her bottom and seeing that made me want to go so bad I nearly pood myself. I pulled my leggings and knickers down together and squatted opposite Sarah and relaxed. I felt immediate relief as I felt my poo coming out and I peed even more than Sarah. By the time I finished Sarah was wiping and I waited for her to finish with the wet wipes and wiped myself feeling so much better. We pulled our clothes up and looked at each others creations. I was impressed by Sarah's load but mine was smaller but still a big pile. I guess if you add our combined loads up it was about four pounds of poo and about two pints of wee slowly soaking into the dirt.
We walked away from the scene of our creations and Sarah joked that the trees would probably grow in the woods with another couple of feet with all the fertiliser we'd made!Simmee
Accident at my boyfriend's apartment
Now that I'm in college I'm occasionally sleeping over with my boyfriend at his apartment. He's two years older than me and the college allows him to live off campus. Both he and his roommate have separate bedrooms so me and him have privacy, if you know what I mean. There's one small bathroom. They say they got the toilet, that they say is like 60 years old, from a salvage yard. It is high, large, and the meanest thing I've ever sat on. The seat is almost triangular and it is made out of a type of unfinished wood. When it flushes it is so noisy that it could scare the birds off the roof.
Last month when I first stayed over I sat on the toilet and tried to pee. I didn't want him waiting for me too long so I sat for about five minutes. I tried various seated positions and I was so uncomfortable and I got frustrated with myself. Since he was getting restless I wanted to join him in bed ASAP. So I did. I woke up at about 3 a.m. with my right hand and arm wet. I had peed the bed. My thong obviously had done nothing to stop it and there was a wet spot the size of a bowling ball under me and Chadd quickly woke up feeling it too. I was both mad at myself and at him for the stupid, almost joke type toilet. I went into the bathroom, took a very early shower, and grabbed some boy shorts out of my small bag. I took the sofa, took two sleeping pills, and despite my anger, feel back asleep quite easily.
I woke up at about 7 with the need to pee ASAP. Chadd's roommate had been on the toilet for about 10 minutes. My anger increased with each moment of silence I endured from that bathroom. I thought about using a jar from the kitchen waste basket. Then I remembered that there was a town square with a toilet building one block from their apartment. So I decided to take the walk down there. The sun was coming up when I made the walk. That was good because the bathroom lights had been broken out or stolen. Two toilets. No privacy panel between them. The toilet hadn't even been flushed but I didn't care. I slid my butt onto the normal black seat. It was normal enough that my were comfortably on the floor. I thought about the double-draining noise as I sat. I could hear water gurgling from the deep drain between my feet as well as my aggressive pour hitting the water in the bowl. That calmed me down some and I didn't feel so f*****' lame.
Four times since then when I've stayed over with Chadd I've walked down to the town square to pee before I join him in bed. And two or three times on Sunday mornings I've had some of the best craps of my life there. Chadd has some great qualities that I enjoy but I think he's too insensitive to my needs to be a keeper. I just don't think I can be adaptable if I have to worry about wetting the bed at my age. I just know that I have to be comfortable on a toilet if I'm going to be successful using it.
There are times when I've been upset with the dorm bathrooms--20 some toilets in one giant room, the smells in the morning after dozens of uses by crappers, how often the cheapo toilet paper runs out, and the lack of privacy and inconsistent water temperatures in some of the showers, and how negligent even graduate students are to flushing after each sit. But I'm still working on shaking my anger with Chadd and how insensitive he is. I'm taking nine hours of credits this summer and know I'm going to have to get a better attitude.
Monday, May 09, 2022
Tricky
Re: Thunder, on the subject of unisex toilets
I'm not a lady, but I'll offer my opinion.
These days, I'm certain I'd use a unisex facility without hesitation. As long as they have at least the standard height U.S.-style stalls with doors, I don't see what the issue is.
Already, I've been in all kinds of situations where I've used the restroom for either function with the opposite sex present, and on some occasions, in full view of them.
When I was 11, as I was using an outdoor urinal at a camp ground, I got intruded upon by two girls my age who were looking for a restroom.
In high school, I'd been walked in on by female teachers while standing at a urinal at least three times, and on one occasion, nagged at by a group of female teachers while seated in a stall pooping because I wasn't supposed to use that particular Boys' room(all the other boys' rooms had doorless stalls and I was too embarrassed to use them).
The Freshman orientation night for college, I took a poop in a Mens' room only to find that the person in the adjacent stall was a female roughly of my age when we met at the sinks. We both heard each others noises. I don't know why she was in there, and it was very awkward at the time.
More than once, while standing at or sitting on a toilet at someone's house, someone opened the door on me and exposed me to any women that were nearby. At a party Freshman year of college, I was seated on a toilet pooping in a residential single-occupant bathroom and mid-plop, got barged in on by a young lady who forgot to get her keys out of the room and had to do a beer run. She got to see me on the toilet with my pants at my ankles, as did all her friends standing outside the doorway. Some of them commented that I had a cute butt. These same people also saw me peeing that same night.
I'd also used a urinal in a unisex college bathroom while some young women were standing at the mirror doing their makeup, with my back in full view. I've also been walked in on by female janitors while using a urinal at a Mens' room in my college.
During a job interview, I once had to take a massive emergency dump. I used a single-occupant restroom, and my noises interrupted a business meeting at a nearby conference table, which included at least 5 women in that meeting. The lady who interviewed me for the job knocked on the door and told me about the switch for the fan so that my bodily noises would be covered.
At a rest stop, I was seated in a half-stall and a female janitor came into clean, saw me, and walked out. Those stalls were so short that I could see over the partition as I sat, and anyone in the room could see me from the torso up.
At a bus station during a layover, I had diarrhea and asked a cleaning lady permission to use the Mens' room while she was cleaning and she agreed, and I took a noisy, sloppy crap as she cleaned. I was even asked to lift my feet while seated so she could mop underneath the stall door while I was using it.
I've also been intruded upon by a cleaning lady at a gas station as I was seated in a stall pooping, or standing at a urinal peeing, multiple times and places for both.
A few times at an office I used to work at, I'd been intruded upon by a female janitor while either standing at a urinal or sitting in a stall with my pants at my ankles. Greatly more times, a female janitor would knock on the door, and once I announced my presence, she would wait outside the Mens' room door for me to finish. The restroom design did nothing to cancel out any noises, which coupled with the length of time spent, gave away what I was doing.
At that same office, there was also a vent shared with the adjacent Womens' room, and all the noises would travel. Most of my female coworkers have heard me poop through that vent after seeing me enter the Mens' room and thus knew it was me generating the noise. I've heard them as well. It was no secret as there were casual conversations in the office about the noises traveling.
For that same job, when out of town, I've used a single-occupant restroom in an office trailer where my coworkers of the opposite sex could hear all of my noises for either function. I heard theirs as well.
I have multiple memories I can recount of having to ask for toilet paper while seated in a single-occupant restroom, only for the person to hand me some as I cracked the door open to be a female. This has happened at a convenience store, a dollar store, and on the back of a bus.
A bit over three years ago, I was pooping into an open toilet in a park restroom during an emergency and got walked in on by a lady looking for toilet paper, and handed her some from where I was sitting. I was farting as she walked in and it loudly dropped into the bowl by the time I realized the intruder was female and by the time she realized someone was in there. There was no coverage, and I could see the tennis courts outside the Mens' room from where I sat.
Just last year, a female cleaner and her male coworker walked in on me while I was sitting on a Mens' room commode in a doorless stall at a park. She handed me a roll of toilet paper because she discovered it was empty while she was cleaning earlier and knew I'd need it once she saw me. She promptly left to give me some privacy.
So using the toilet with the opposite sex present is not a new or unfamiliar experience to me. If I came across a unisex restroom, I'd use a urinal or a stall depending upon what function I needed to perform without any qualms about it, even if there were females in the room. It wouldn't bother me in the least. I can't say my younger self would have felt the same way, but I'd been embarrassed enough times by such awkward circumstances that they simply don't bother me anymore. I'm certain I could poop in front of a significant other if the opportunity ever presented itself, so a unisex bathroom with stalls that had doors on them wouldn't bother me in the least. Been there, done that, and worse. Once you've been seen and heard pooping on an open toilet in front of a stranger of the opposite sex, it's rather difficult to find a more awkward circumstance.
Thunder
Meditation on Toilet
These days I sit for a wee, except if I am in a hurry.
I use the toilet as a place of meditation or mindfulness, whatever you want to call it.
If having a pee I sit and just relax and imagine the lower part of my body dropping like a rag doll. It is usually only for a couple of minutes and the outflow from my bladder is pleasant to say the least.
Sometimes I go for a wee and do a bit more. When sitting the toilet seat often spreads my butt cheeks and on more than a few occasions I have had a BM even though I have not initially intended to or felt the need.
For a BM the same thing...just concentrating on relaxing and sometimes the poo makes its way out without effort...I may sit for a few minutes before anything starts to happen.
I would recommend this as a good practice and "kills two birds with the one stone"...a shit and a relax!
On a recent subject the two previous days I had been constipated, and when constipated I get skid marks...but disposable undies...no worries.
Fortunately this morning I had my meditation in the public toilet and produced a good result.
You have to love your bodily functions!