Patti
House Painting Poo
Luvs Lighting: I've enjoyed your stories about pooping when and where the need arises. Sounds like me.
This happens to me maybe once every few months. I'm 46 years old and I work as a house painter and in March of this year, I had a job out in the country, a summer home for a couple I had worked for before. It's the kind of job I like, where I'm on my own and the homeowners are somewhere else.
I poop at least once a day, often twice and I'm not one to keep track, but this day it occurred to me that I hadn't pooped in two days and I'm a gal with a big appetite.
Still, I drove out to the house and spent the day painting and all was good until I was about 30 minutes from finishing. I was up on the ladder when I was hit with a heavy cramp. I had to poop really bad, but I figured I could hold it until I was done.
It quickly got worse though and I soon knew there was no point in struggling. When you gotta go, you gotta go! I climbed down the ladder and just stood there as a big log crackled out on its own, tenting my pants. It bent over and and was quickly followed by another log as big as the first. After that pressure was relieved, I grunted to push the rest of it out.
After a minute of pooping, I reached back to feel it and couldn't believe the size of the bulge. It was enormous! I finished up the painting and it was kind of nice to feel that huge warm pile pressed against my butt as I worked. A car passed by and I waved and they had no idea that the woman they were waving to had a load of poop in her pants.
Finally I was done and put my equipment into the truck. As I was doing that, I felt another big cramp. I couldn't believe there was any more in me! I bent a little and soon I was pushing out a load of softer poop. Fortunately, I was wearing a pair of granny panties with room enough for the giant dump I was producing.
When I put my hand on the bulge this time, I discovered that my pants were completely full! I got out one of the plastic trash bags that I carry just for episodes like this and spread it on the driver's side. Then I carefully lowered my butt down onto the seat. The squish felt amazing! I had to drive home with the windows down because of the stink.
My husband, who usually isn't surprised by the sight of his wife with a big bulge in the seat of her pants, was quite impressed with the size of my load. I laughed when he suggested that I buy bigger pants. It was a very satisfying pants poop, but in the future, maybe I'll pay more attention when I get backed up.Brenisha
Chick-Fil-A does me dirty
This was a day when I was busy travelling for work, so I stopped at a Chick-Fil-A restaurant for lunch. Chick-Fil-A always messes up my bowels but I ignored that because I was hungry. I had a big bucket of nuggets and lots of Coke. Then I felt very full and left the restaurant. In front of me, a lady in her thirties wearing a pink top and a white skirt left as well. I saw her a moment before enjoying a good lunch too. I got to my car and drove off.
While driving, I could feel things moving in my belly. I soon understood that I'd have to stop soon to empty my bowels because Chick-Fil-A was working fast! So I pulled over at the next Dunkin Donut with the intent to use their restroom. As I was making my way to the bathroom, I recognized the lady from before! She was going to the same place! One of their two unisex bathroom was out-of-order. She was there before me so I had to wait. I could not hear what was going on inside the stall because it was one of these completely enclosed rooms that provide maximal privacy. So after 5 minutes two teenage girls / young adults join the queue. They ask me if they can cut the queue because their mom is in a hurry to leave. I understood that they were probably related! I said okay, but only under the condition that they use the stall together so not to waste time because I have to go urgently! Both of them blush but they agree! It's obvious that the previous lady is pooing because she takes a while! Then we hear a muffled flush, the nothing because she must be washing her hands, then she gets out of the bathroom.
The two girls get in and lock the door. But they're so loud that I can distinguish what they say through the door! They complain about the extremely foul smell left by the previous lady! For me, that's easy to imagine because I know that she just had Chick-Fil-A as well! A few minutes later, I hear a muffled flush. I was getting desperate! Then, a few minutes later, I hear the flush again. The two girls come out of the bathroom. They say "Sorry but it's not very clean. There is no brush in there." I ask them if their two flush didn't manage to clean the bowl. They blush even more and they answer "We removed some of the stains, but the coffee from Dunkin made us add some on our own!" I smiled, because I knew what they meant! I asked "Do you usually share a stall?" and they answer "No"! They were a little self-concious about sharing a stall for going number two at first but they would look at the door while the other one was going! But they added "But actually, it's not a big deal!" So I wished them a nice day and they went back to their mom.
The smell in the small room was very strong. It could definitely do with a bigger fan! And indeed, the bowl was heavily stained, there were plenty of skidmarks! But since I was desperate myself, I didn't mind. I pulled down my pants and panties and started passing lots of mush immediately! My poo felt so soft that you could probably call it diarrhea. The smell got even worse! When I was done, I had to wipe numerous times. I flushed and to my surprise, everything went down! But the toilet was still filthy. But I was afraid of somebody waiting by the door so I didn't try to improve the situation. I washed my hands and left. A waitress was indeed waiting by the door! I apologized for her having to wait. She told me "No worries, it's not event that busy today and I noticed that no one is wasting time today." Then I ordered a coffee for on the road. As I left, the waitress still hadn't exited the bathroom, so maybe she was having a poo as well!Brian w
Laney
These questions are for laney after your massive poop
How many logs came out of your butt that day? Did they all made loud splashes?
Emma two
Poo in front of Sarah
My last poo was last week and the laxative I took before I went to bed was working a bit too well for my liking when I woke up this morning. Sarah was in the bathroom having a soak in the bath and I asked her if I could use the toilet because I was about to poo myself. She said the door wasn't locked and I walked in holding my bottom trying my best to hold it. I quickly pulled my pyjama shorts down together with my knickers and sat down on the toilet and relaxed and immediately felt relief as I exploded a massive load of soft semi solid poo into the toilet. I still had to go but I was worried I might block the toilet so I flushed it before continuing my poo and luckily it all went down. I relaxed again and my second load was almost as big as the first and it was such a relief. I wiped three times to get clean and flushed the toilet and it all went down which was good and Sarah remarked about the smell so I opened the window. I felt so much better after that and I left Sarah to finish her bath and made some breakfast for us.
Thursday, July 28, 2022
John H
Comments and radio show discussion
Hi all.
Shout out to everyone. Lots of great posts lately. Some comments first before mentioning a toilet related conversation I heard recently on a radio show.
@MikeyPee. I remember your posts as I have been around here for a fair few years now. Glad to see a name from the past.
I always wanted to have a urinal installed in my bathroom. I thought it would be so cool to have one and it is probably more environmentally friendly than a toilet as less water would be used. I never did instal one but I can see how a urinal would be more convenient for you.
Does your wife know of your interest and if so, do you ever watch / listen to her on the toilet? It was cool how your mother was so helpful when you needed assistance. I remember calling my mother to wipe me as a child too. Not sure how old I was at the time. When it came to your mother using the toilet while you were in the bathroom, do you remember if she was peeing or pooing on the ocasion she commented about you watching her?
@sal. Hi. Regarding your friend, maybe she did poo but I would say it's more likely that a fart slipped out when she sat on the toilet to pee. I think this is fairly common when ladies pee.
@Stephanie. Hi. I am so sorry to read about your math exam accident. Exams can give people a need to poo due to nerves. I have experienced this myself but was able to use the toilet thankfully. I don't think it is fair that you were not allowed access to a bathroom during your exam. Anyway I hope you get a good result and that nobody noticed your accident. It was kind of your friend and her mother to help.
I noticed you mentioned that pads can be useful for preventing accidents and that you, your sister and your mother all prefer to use pads over tampons. Do you think it is common for all female members of the same family to use the same products generally?
On to something I heard recently.
I listen to a podcast of an American talk show where all kind of topics are discussed in a lighthearted way. In one of the recent podcasts I listened to, the hosts discussed a video caught on someone's phone of a lady rushing to the toilet in a caffe. She must have been desperate to go because as she made her way to the toilet some poo fell from under her dress on to the floor.
Another customer then walked in and slipped on the poo. That lady must have felt so bad and to have it videoed makes it even worse. She may not even be aware it was videoed but I hope she is ok as you can't see her face according to the show hosts so hopefully she is unidentifiable.
I thought readers here may find the story interesting and empathise with the lady in question in what was clearly an embarrassing situation. I am not sure if I can give the show name here but if anyone would like to listen I can try share the name in my next post.
That's all for now.
Take care all.
John H.
Hunter M
The wild outside :P
So just a minute ago I had walked into my bathroom which is right next to my room. I was sitting in bed when the sharp urge hit. As soon as I shut the door in the bathroom my dad hollers for me. I open the door, and he was coming in from the laundry room apparently needing to take a shower for work. At this point it's hurting to hold, but I can't tell my dad no. I soon realized what I had to do and started walking towards the door. As I open it I'm told to roll a joint. (As much as I love some good ganja I really wish I didn't have to roll at that moment)!I unstashed the weed and papers and realized I didn't have the time to roll. I ran outside of my house and lit a cigarette.
When I first got outside I wanted something I could sit off the edge off and not be seen by the neighbors. I tried a outdoor bench but the support things in the middle where too thin. I even tried braking one of them but they were made of iron or something. Then I tried a chess table type thing, but I couldn't move it to anywhere more private. In a rushed choice I ran to the back of our small cutout of woods behind a tree and yanked my shorts down. I grabbed my small penis and started to piss onto the tree pretty hard. While pissing I squatted down. (Being 350 lbs and only 15 y/0 it was a weird stance to be in but I managed. I slowly felt my shit close in on my asshole. I took a really deep breath and pushed all of it out in one big push. It seemed to be a bit lob of orange - brown poo. Not to soft but soft none the less.
During my shit the entire time from where I was, I could see my neighbors house but I was behind enough trees they couldn't see me. A couple cars drove by which caused me to lean in on one knee (not kneeling) so I wasn't seen.
Tho I'm really interested in doing more risky poops. Especially with school comes out. If anyone wants to sorta play a game where every few days I'll ask for a challenge and I'll post back with my experience, hit me with the reply for challenge no.1
Nothing is too far since I like writing, I do need story material lol
Now I'm sitting in my leaving room and I can feel the shit from my unwiped ass against mt shorts. There already shit stained but I guess I'll be leaving another stain lol
Pretty much all the things I'm okay with being challenged
1. A public out door or indoor poop
2. Outside poops
3. Indoor poops
3 pants/ underwear poops
5. Ect
I hope to hear some great suggestions and I'll reply with my story asap
Love you guys :))End Stall Em
My horrendous day
I had a day last week which was just horrendous. I had a full day at the regional mall where I work the hospitality kiosk and I had been studying furiously for an important test in one of my college classes. Under such a stress situation I don't always make the best decisions. This was my 8th day without my usual full, normal stool and I was more than feeling it. The night before I had this fight with Spencer who wasn't taking my need for quiet and study time seriously. He walked in on me when I was taking a laxative before bed and kidded me that I should be taking a handful, like 8, 1 for each day missed.
Luckily I feel asleep first and I slept later than I had intended the next morning. I was pretty upset when I dropped myself onto the toilet expecting action. Within 5 minutes it was starting to too slowly slide down and I was getting restless because I didn't want to be late for work. I dropped a couple of suppositories onto the floor and hit my head on the sink when I reached down to grab one. I was groggy and pissed and when I tried to open the suppository package with a scissors I f@@@@@' cut my thumb and it was bleeding and I asked for Spencer to come in. I bent over and told him to put the suppository in for me. He complained that I needed to cut my bush or he would need a drill and entry light to guide it in. I said something to him that I know wasn't nice.
I sat back on the toilet hoping the suppository would act fast. I opened my phone and couldn't believe it. Mall security was texting me that I need to be there ASAP because the two buses of senior citizens would be arriving an hour earlier for their shopping excursion. Just as the activity was starting to churn in my gut, I stood, told Spencer to get out, and I got dressed and started my 30 minute trip to the mall. I figured I was going to have to stop at a gas station or two. Making it to the mall with my designer jeans totally clean and not having the seniors mad at me would be too much to expect.
In actuality, I got to the mall, there was a lot of gas in my gut and it was getting worse. I drove to the back side close to the loading docks and wheeled to a stop. I ran up the 7 or 8 steel steps where I tripped and almost feel backwards, and I used my security card which needed 3 or 4 swipes before the door clicked open. I was momentarily disoriented, feeling so faint I grabbed a wall and I was burning up like I was going to explode. I don't remember if I ran or flew but I ended up in building C. There were a lot of 12, 13 & 14 year olds around. They were on the toilets before reporting to the multiplex next door for an early morning matinee.
The middle toilet seemed to have its door ajar. It was the only one where I didn't see legs under the partial privacy door. I ran for it, swinging my body around ready to throw myself onto a toilet that was going to be my salvation. Instead I just peered into a hole in the floor and I screamed several times until Spencer reached over and shook me awake. I've had nightmares before at stressful times in my life. In college--when I was taking a full load of classes and an inexperienced freshman--I sometimes wet the bed. But the most recent incident is my worst one.Jennifer
Outdoor
David P: Poor thing! It sounds frustrating when you really feel you need to go and you just get those painful small pebbles. I think most people gets a bit backed up after being bed-bound for so many days, and especially those that are a bit prone and have a slower digestion. Hope you'll be able to get out and walk about for a bit soon to get things moving. You deserve a good bowel movement: large, soft and pain-free! :)
Adam had been having very quick and seemingly effortless dumps lately, judging from the little information I receive from outside the bathroom door. But this extended weekend we went kayaking and camping and that seems to not have agree with him. Perhaps traveling and also taking very few steps, just using arms doesn't work as well for the digestion. So first morning (we both usually poop in the morning after breakfast) he took the toilet roll and went away from our campsite while I cleaned up after the breakfast. He was gone for over five minutes, perhaps he just walked off really far? By that time I really needed to go myself so I took the toilet paper and smiled as he came back and went off myself.
We had great weather and had a really good time and swam in the sea together morning, evening and after lunch as well. The next morning I really needed to myself when he took the toilet paper and went into the bushes. I tried to hold it as I squatted by the shore while doing the dishes. After five minutes I realized I couldn't wait for him anymore. But what would he say if I "walked in" on him? I decided it was worth the risk, so I went in the direction I had seen him leave earlier. I didn't have to walk far before I saw him squatting behind a rock. I approached and when he saw me he looked very surprised. I asked him "how is it going". Such a stupid thing to say! Haha. He frowned and gestured with his hand at the general situation. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to disturb you, but I really need to go myself and you're hording the toilet paper!". He didn't have time to respond before I squatted beside him. I saw he had pulled both his shorts and briefs completely off one leg. Looked like a smart way to do it, so I did the same. (The morning before I pulled my shorts and panties to my knees). I could feel him looking at me, but I tried to act cool. There was a couple of awkward moments as we squatted there together. Nobody has seen me go since I was a small child so it was hard to relax. But finally I farted a few times and had my bowel movement. It felt great, but I was also embarrassed at the same time. It started to smell a little, but not too bad as we were outside. I finally dared to look at him, and boy his eyes were large! :-) I just held out my hand, gesturing him to give me the toilet paper. I wiped a few times and stood up and put on my clothes again as I said "Boy, that felt great!" I had left a nice poop emoji with a few sheets of white toilet paper as a flag on the top. I covered it with some moss and said "Good luck!" as I walked away. My heart was pounding. Would he think I'm an idiot. He hadn't really said much, which is a bad sign. I washed my hands and finished cleaning up and started to pack up the tent, when he came back. I hurried to apologize: "I'm sorry I disturbed you". But he didn't seem to mind and now he talked more. Perhaps he was just lost for words. Phew! :-)
Oh, this turned out longer than I thought. I will have to finish it up later on if I find the time. Take care everyone!
MikeyPee
Random Comments
Over the last few months, a number of topics have come up here that I would like to comment on. I'd also like to share some toileting news about me.
Let me briefly reintroduce myself. I am a senior citizen with cerebral palsy and I have had a lifelong fascination with "bathroom stuff." I have posted here for more than 20 years under MikeyP and MikeyPee. As a youngster, I attended a school and a summer camp for disabled children and bathroom issues were always front and center. My earliest childhood friend had spina bifida, he was incontinent and needed to wear diapers. This added greatly to my fascination about going to the bathroom. I know most of the posters here are pretty young, so I hope no one thinks it's too creepy for an older, disabled person to post.
So, I wanted to comment on a few recent topics.
I am the oldest of three and we basically had a one bathroom house (although we had a working toilet in our basement). When it came to bathroom privacy, you could call our house "A Tale of Two Parents." My mother was very open about sharing the bathroom with us, while we didn't go anywhere near the bathroom when my father was in there with the door closed. Even as an adult, after my siblings left home, my mother and I continued to share the bathroom until we moved to a two bathroom house in the 1980s. It was just convenient for us.
Two funny stories about my mother and me. At various times in my life, I have found it more convenient to pee sitting on the toilet. I have gone through periods where it was/is too difficult to stand at the toilet to urinate. One day as in teenager, I went to our bathroom to pee. My mother was already in the bathroom although not using the toilet. Upon entering the bathroom, I dropped and pants and undershorts and sat on the toilet and began peeing. That quickly, I was off the toilet, had my clothes pulled back up, and my mother watched all of this in the bathroom mirror. It was very obvious that I hadn't pooped, and my mother said "Aren't you the lazy one" and she laughed.
On another occasion, I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth and my mother came in to use the toilet. As I said, we were very open with each other. I was in my late twenties and while I didn't think it was that obvious, my mother said, "You really like watching me go to the bathroom." I was so embarrassed, but of course it was true.
The subject of grunting appeared a few days ago. I grunted for a very long time, perhaps I still do. As a youngster I had very dry, hard stools which took some effort to pass. This is common with people with cerebral palsy who are somewhat inactive as I was at the time.
This brings me to being wiped as a youngster and teenager by my mother. Although my doodies were mostly dry and firm, and it didn't require much effort to wipe myself, every so often I would have messier BM's and wiping myself was more difficult. I always dreaded getting poop on my hands and when I knew I was messy after a BM, I'd call out for my mother to help me.
There was probably more than a few occasions where I'd be in the bathroom and my mother would be in the living room downstairs and I'd call out, "Mom, I went to the bathroom and I need you to clean me." Sometimes, there would be company, but I didn't care. Often my mother would enter the bathroom and the first thing she would say was,"P/U." Most of the time she would have me bend over the side of the bathtub on my stomach and she would use soap and water and a wash cloth to wipe me. But, my mother never complained.
So, my wife (who also has cerebral palsy) and I just moved to a new residence almost four months ago, We're and one floor and we have two full bathrooms which is nice. However, in the last few years walking has become very difficult for me and I am now using a wheelchair full time. And, because standing at the toilet to pee has become difficult. I purchased two male urinals, one for each bathroom, so that I can remain in my chair when I need to pee. It saves me the trouble of transferring to the toilet seat and undoing my clothing every time I need to do number one.
I want to close by saying "Hi" to Shannon and Catherine. Shannon was posting here in early 2021 and she was having bowel accidents. If you're still reading here Shannon, I hope you're doing better. I know how difficult this situation can be and I felt very sorry you. And, of course, we all miss Catherine's posts. I suspect she's busy with her job and family. I'd like to think Catherine and I are kindred spirits.Abbie
Answer to a question
Hi, just a quick answer to David P's question- the heatwave made my constipation worse, sorry to hear it messed up your bowels as well. I hadn't been doing too badly but I must admit I've been really struggling to go for a poo since the hot weather started, to be honest I haven't been eating well and probably haven't been drinking enough either so I'm sure that has made it worse. I've only been wanting a poo every four days or so and I've had to spend ages on the loo pushing and straining, as usual when I get constipated my poos have been really fat and rock hard which means its been a massive struggle to push them out! I hope you get less constipated soon David and find it easier to go for a poo, I will try to post again soon with an update.sal
story and question
so i'm a college student and was over at my friends place the other night for a party. me and some other people stayed the night and i slept on the couch which was right next to the bathroom. in the morning, around 9 am, i was woken up by one of the girls walking into the room. she headed for the bathroom and i pretended to be asleep so she didn't feel uncomfortable doing whatever she had to do. she closed the door and i heard her raise the lid, shuffling as she pulled down her sweatpants, then she sat down and instantly let out a fart the moment her butt hit the seat. it sounded like when you open a carbonated drink and all the air comes out softly haha. the funny thing was i didn't hear her shit. she might have and i just didn't hear it, which is how i'm explaining the fart. what do you all think? has anything like this happened to you or someone else?
Polly Pee
Replies to Elvia
I have seen those signs too, and I do believe that ejection ruling is in place here too, but there are only 2 life guards and 0 law enforcement so I think parents just let what happen happen. Plus while alot of parents aren't subtle about it, if your waist deep in the water and pee there isn't any real way of telling what one is doing. The beach near me seeing people especially children opening urinating either directly onto the beach, into a potty or other container, or into the ocean openly is unreal. I am down the beach most weekends as I do little collection with the girls (by that I mean I clean the local beach while they enjoy the sun and sand, it's a win win)
P.S sorry for the late reply I didn't notice you had replied.Stephanie
Exam accident
Hi. I'm back again with my third post. I wanted to reply to Anna from Austria first…
Hi Anna, I read your recent post about not having any toilet paper and messing up your panties. It's too bad that you didn't have a pad to put in your panties so you didn't mess them up. I've had to do that before when I was short on toilet paper. I have also had times where I have leaked a bit of diarrhea or wet farts onto my pad.
Speaking of which, my mom, sister and I have always been maxi pad users. My sister Terri has used tampons occasionally, but I know that she prefers pads. So do I. My older cousin Sydney used tampons for quite a while until she got sick with toxic shock for leaving one in too long. She went to bed with a new tampon and then forgot to change it the next morning. She was really sick with vomiting and diarrhea for several days afterwards. I pretty much swore off tampons after that and I never really felt comfortable with using them anyway. So I'm a pad girl all the way and I like to use Always as much as possible.
Anyway, on to my next story…
I was 15 years old and in grade 10 when I had my next diarrhea incident. It was the end of our first semester in January and we had our end of semester exams. I had four exams to write on exam week. My first one was on Monday morning, my next two on Wednesday and my last one on Friday. It was on Wednesday when I had a really bad accident.
I wore a pair of light blue full cut panties and a pair of jeans that were also light blue. Since it was cold out I also wore a sweater and had my winter coat as well.
My first exam was math and it was at 11am. We had an hour and a half to write it. We were told before the exam that we would not be allowed to leave the exam for any reason and to be sure to use the toilets beforehand. My best friend Megan lived closer to our high school than I did, so I went to her house first. She had her period so she changed into a fresh pad before we left for school.
We had to be in the gymnasium, where the exams were being held, 10 minutes before the exam. Megan sat in front of me and we chatted with some of our other friends before it was time for the exam to start. I was starting to get nervous and could feel that my stomach was starting to cramp up.
About 20 minutes into the exam the cramps were starting to get really bad. I had to let out some gas and they were of the quiet but stinky variety. I could tell that they were pre-pooping types of farts. This kept up for another 20 minutes with the pressure on my bowels intensifying with each passing minute. I was finding it really hard to concentrate on my exam, but I still had to just power through it. Then it happened. I let out a fart and it was really wet. Then another cramp hit and I just couldn't hold it back. I hunched forward in my chair and started losing it. A load of soft, mushy poop oozed into my light blue full cuts. Because I was sitting, quite a bit went right up my back and some of it even went into the front area of my panties. I sat there in complete shock and still had 30 minutes left to finish my exam. I still felt like I had more in me to come out and every few minutes more did come out.
With about 20 minutes left, Megan put her hand up and our teacher came over to her. I could hear Megan ask if she could leave to use the washroom. Our teacher said that we only had 20 minutes to go and denied Megan's request. I heard Megan say, "but my pad is leaking really badly."
Megan was done her exam a few minutes before I was. When she got up to hand in her exam, she had a very noticeable period stain through the bum of her jeans.
I was finally done my exam and then had the unbearable task of getting up and walking out of the gym. When I stood up, the mess in my panties spread all over my bum and down my legs. I still felt like I had to go.
I met up with Megan and she had tears in her eyes and said that she needed to go back to her place to change her pants. We were planning on going back to her place anyway since we had almost two hours before our afternoon exam started. It took us about 15 minutes to walk back and I kept letting out more mushy poop into my pants. It felt just horrible felling the mess swish around my panties and bulging out between my bum cheeks.
Megan's mom was home when we got there and Megan told her that she had and accident and had leaked through her pad and stained her jeans. She did have a really bad leak through her pants, it was very noticeable. They went upstairs to get sorted out and I went to their downstairs bathroom to try and get cleaned up.
Before I pulled down my pants, I looked in the mirror and it was very obvious that I had pooped my pants. There was a very wet stain with a noticeable bulge covering my bum at the bottom and going up my back in a triangle shape. I pulled my jeans and panties down and the mess was indescribable. My panties were completely filled from the front and all the way up the back. I tried emptying them out, but I only had the mess worse as it just spread all over. I was a total mess as well. I started crying. I wasn't sure of how long I was in the washroom, but I heard Megan and her mom come back downstairs. I pulled my very messy panties and jeans back up which felt so disgusting. I tried to regain my composure by wiping my eyes and washing my hands.
As soon as I saw Megan and her mom, I started crying again. Megan came rushing over and in between sobs I told her what happened. I said, "I got sick during our exam and I just couldn't hold it. I totally p…poo… I totally pooped my pants with diarrhea." Megan and her mom felt so bad for me. They took me upstairs to their washroom and let me have a shower to get cleaned up. Megan lent me a clean pair of her bikini panties and a clean pair of pants. I asked her if I could also have a pad to wear in case I started pooping my pants again.
Our afternoon exam was English and it went much better than our Math exams did.
I'll be back at some other time to share more stories. I have quite a few!
StephanieLaney
Massive Dump For A 14 Year Old?
Hi guys and gals, I've been reading the site for a few years now and have always been fascinated at the fact of people peeing and dumping and this site has always been the perfect tool too read about. As you can tell by the title I'm 14, brown haired thin girl. I'm very outgoing but I'm not very outspoken about my bathroom habits, at least not about poop. Anyways a little about me is I have had a constipation issue since I was about 8. There was one week out of the blue that I didn't shit for almost a week and on the 6th day I had to go to ER and get 3 enemas in order to fully clean me out. I do take medicine once a day to help ease my stomach but there's always a 50% chance it doesn't work. Anyways I was on vacation the last week and of course ate a lot and I had to start summer school on Friday. It was from 7-12 and it's Mondays Wednesdays And Fridays. I walked in right at 7 and went to my home room, of course my teacher was the sub I hated Ms. Yekvich. We sat for around 20 minutes and at 7:25 we were all called down to the auditorium for a assembly. It was basically just the principal talking about what the expectation of the teachers and students was and how long we'd be there for. About halfway through the urge to shit hit me like a school bus and it was right at my back door, I whispered to Ms. Yekvich if I could use the bathroom and she shushed me. We sat there for another half hour, to the point where I was legit clenching in all this shit. They let us go and when we walked out Ms Yekvich said to me "Lacey you may use the lavatory now", a feeling of relief came over me and I let my class pass by and I went into the bathroom, it was empty but I took the fourth of 6 stalls. I began to pee as I sat down and my butthole expanded probably close to 4 inches as the first wave of poop came out of me, I sat there hunched over beet red and covered in goosebumps as this massive load came out. I kept hearing the quiet "floomph" noise as a log finished off splashing in. I let out a deep sigh as I felt finished I got up and looked and saw this absolutely massive load of soft but firm turds in the toilet, it must've been 10 or 11 foot long soft turds in the toilet with all the brown and yellow water, I tried flushing and of course it didn't go down so I hopped in the next stall and wiped my ass which took almost 3 minutes of wiping and I left. In my time of having constipation that is probably the biggest shit I have ever let out and boy did it feel good!
Monday, July 25, 2022
thunder
Bidet
I have mentioned this before and my bidet has an enema function which squirts high powered jet of water at my hole but should penetrate thus injecting water into my rectum...I cannot get it through my anus...does anyone have ideas. When I have a BM I turn on the enema function and it cleans my bottom thoroughly!
It has warm air to dry but only dries to an extent . The heated seat is very nice. To Streaks....I grunt a lot...no choice...I have to work to get the turds out of me.Bianca
Tour day
Hi guys I had diarrhea before a tour but I was ok afterwords. Otherwise my poop has not been that interesting. Btw the Austin duck tour was fun. I hope alll is well in your pooping and peeing. My best poop this week was a noisy sloppy one. ByeHunter M
First time post!
Hi everyone, I've been lurking for quite a while and figured it's time for me to share my first story!
This takes place last night
So my house if often really hot at night, leaving me to sleep completely naked. It was probably 4 am when I realized I hadn't takin a poop all day. Not wanting to get up, I pull a towel under me and slowly started to go on the towel. When I finished there where two thick pieces about 3-4.5 inches long. They were the same turd, it just happened to brake off. This is the part that's kinda weird so please don't shame me. I picked my poop up to feel it and I even smelt it. I've known for a long time I was into scat and everything but I didn't know to what extent.
While I was pooping on the towel I took a piss on it too. It soaked right through tho and stained my carpet.
I hope you enjoyed my first post. Also if any girls have any stories about pooing themselves in school, I'd love to hear them :) time to lurk again for a whilePolly Pee
Beach Sightings 3
I was once again down the beach, there was a family of mother, father and three girls. The girls were in their underwear and tops, one in a pink top, one in a purple top one was in a pink dress kinda thing.
The girls were playing and running around with my girls, i had spotted the purple top grabbing herself a couple times, eventually she couldnt hold it any more and said to her mother she needed to pee. Her mother took off the girls underwear and i thought she was going to head to the ocean or up the beach to the restrooms and took off her underwear just incase she couldnt hold it. But she didnt, her mother took her off to the side and picked her up and had her pee a powerful stream into the sand. The girl must of peed for a solid 3 minutes. Soon Pink top had to pee too and soon was joining her sister in an urgent pee. The only one to not pee is the girl in pink dress.
Brandon
To Martin
I am definitely a poop shy person myself, holding it for an entire week as a kid on holidays, , avoiding using hotelroom bathrooms when my roommate was near etc
BUT I find it ridiculous and I actively work on beating it. I still can't go when people I know are near me but I feel comfortable and even proud I can do it now when strangers are near in a public toilet.
I also experienced many other men just don't care as I hear plops coming from many stalls which helps being comfortable. I still wait to leave the cubicle till I am sure nobody sees me though. Still it is a big improvement and good progress!
It is just wrong to be ashamed , we are conditioned that way. I never been to youth camps but from what I heard there is not a lot of poo shame there with kids and teenagers often having to go together on self made toilets. It is a lot more healthy to stop being shameful…
I am convinced I have health problems ( condition on the bowels) now because of my poo phobia when I was a kid/teen.
Curious Cody
Jillian's contribution as my babysitter
Jillian was in 8th grade and an honor student when mom appointed her as my primary babysitter. She replaced Rachel, who was a couple of years older, but mom thought Rachel was too argumentative with her. Once Rachel had just come over to pick me up and take me to a movie. Rachel's first stop was in our bathroom, where she was taking what my dad jokingly called "the daily dump." Mom called using toilets other than at home "germ pits" and walked in on Rachel interrupting her crap. So mom ordered Rachel off the toilet and took the seat for a fast pee while Rachel, who was very surprised, waited next to my bedroom door in the hallway for the minute or two. Rachel had grabbed a bath towel to cover her privates as she sat on the edge of my bed. Mom seemed to blow the whole issue out of proportion and yelled to Rachel as she rushed for the bus, that Rachel should have taken taken her laxative earlier the past day and she could have then had her crap just before leaving her house and bathroom. If dad had been home that morning he would have saluted and yelled "Yes, Sarge" at mom. My parents later split up, although dad remained important in my life.
Jillian was in a lot of clubs at school and just seemed to be more in tune with what mom demanded. She had dance and archery lessons right after school early in the week and later she would have her music lesson (she played the harp and piano), was in marching band and was a canvas painter who sold her pieces on weekends at art fairs. I was exposed to so many things in her life and she was always encouraging me to give any of them a try. One Saturday she was caring for me while exhibiting five of her paintings. It was great seeing adults writing her checks for $100 or $125 for just one painting. That day, I also did something new. For the first time, I both peed and crapped in one of about 20 portable toilets in the street where the art fair was held. I knew that I dared not tell mom because I would have been grounded and Jillian would have been fired. You wouldn't believe what mom called portable toilets and how she put down the "losers" who used them. Jillian used the toilet three times that day. I know she just loved it! She played along with mom and didn't get involved in arguments. Dad said she would go far in life because she knew who signed her paycheck.
Short Survey:
This is being written by Keci, my now live-in girlfriend, who was a very busy babysitter some 15 years ago.
1. When you were growing up and had a babysitter, how much did he/she stress going to the bathroom BEFORE you left home?
2. Were their any bathrooms away from home that they encouraged you to use, even if it was farther from the closest choice?
3. Did the parent who hired you make any demands or requests if a bathroom was going to be needed?
4. If a bathroom was really crowded or really dirty did you give the child the option of going a little farther for better conditions?
5. Were you ever questioned about the cleanliness or condition of a child's underwear?
1) This was stressed if we were going to spend a lot of time over several hours at something like a state fair.
2) Gas station bathrooms--especially 24/7 establishments.
3) Only if there had previously been a problem with the child adapting to conditions.
4) Only once, the girl was a young 4, and very scared and every scared about going with so many others in close proximity. Once she started school, the problem became less important.
5) Yes, with this one girl who was 8 her mom dropped me after about 5 times I took her out and she crapped. She just didn't want to take the time to sit property on the toilet, wipe, look and wipe etc. and things never got any better.
Thanks, KeciBeni
Post Title (optional) Answer to Kazumi, Maho, Hisae and Mina
Thank you very much for your pleasant message. I am happy to hear that you liked reading about my first time witnessing Chantale evacuating some sausages! She usually doesn't go that much, but this time, Thanksgiving messed up her habits. Normally, she shits at least once a day! I take your world that Japanese people can produce big piles as well. The vegetable-rich diet clearly makes a difference. Have the four of you ever had the opportunity to go number two in the snow? There are some very high and snowy mountains in Japan! I really love all your stories!Evan C.
Mom had to wipe my ass when I was 12
Hello everyone. I have another story to tell you. This happened a while ago when I was just 12 years old boy. As a kid many injuries happened to me while playing mostly outside. Broken bones, scars etc. Typical kid injuries. Once when I was 12 years old I helped mom making dinner. She was boiling water in the pan. I wasn't paying attention so I thought the water in the pan was still cold. I burned both of my hands when I was about to carefully put potatoes in the water without realizing water being boiling hot. Long story short; nurses in the hospital had to wrap up both of my hands. These wraps made daily life much more difficult. I barely could put my clothes on. And also I couldn't wipe my ass properly. Well I think I was somewhat able to do it, but my mother insisted to help me.
The story: the very next morning after accident.
It was beautiful saturday morning. I woke up around 10AM. I had my typical breakfast of cornflakes and some french toast my mother prepared for me. I was able to eat pretty ok. Didn't need any help yet. Mom gave me some painkillers and was more caring than usual. Few minutes after I started to feel the usual morning urge to poop. I walked to the bathroom upstairs. I opened a door and mom was putting some makeup in there. I told her I need to go to the toilet. "Do have to go poopoo?" Mom asked. I was a bit embarrassed and said yes. "Okay honey, I give you some privacy, just let me know when you are done so I can assist you." She left the bathroom and left the door ajar. I carefully pushed my pants to knee height. I sat on the toilet and started to relax my anus. Soon my turd started to show its head. Good thickness, not too hard, not too soft I thought. The turd slowly came out making big splash hitting water below. Two softer gassy turds came out aswell. I took a peek and actually this bowel movement was supprisingly large. Not the biggest dump I have done, but still remarkable. I was done. I sat there for a minute thinking if I should try to wipe myself, but I thought it would be actually fun if mom wiped my brown star. So I announced her: "I'm done". Then I heard her walking towards the bathroom. I was exited and embarassed at the same time. She opened the door with a big smile on his face and took a roll of toilet paper. I leaned foward to let her do the job. I felt like a small kid. She took 2 pieces of toilet paper and folded them and took one big wipe. Then she folded them again and wiped again. I have to admit, it felt pretty good. After a couple papers and wipes after she was done. "Ok now it looks clean". "Thanks", I responded. I stood up and pulled my pants. She looked down the bowl and took a glare at my logs. Then she flushed it.
This happened a couple times more until my hands healed. There wasn't anything bigger conversations about it. We just casually carried on our usual days. It didn't seem to bother her at all she had to do this. I noticed that she always payed extra attention to my big logs wich I enjoyed. I've always liked when people see my creations.Nevan B.
Bathroom Privacy
I've been reading this site for a while but never posted anything, however the discussion about bathroom privacy made me want to contribute. I'm 30, currently live with a close friend and roommate but lived with my parents for a long time. I'm also an only child. As a kid I was frequently constipated and I think all that my attention parents paid to that (laxatives, suppositories, sit times) caused me to become a bit desensitized that pooping was supposed to be entirely private. My parents wouldn't barge in on me or anything, but when I was younger they were sometimes in the bathroom with me, and later on they might ask me how it went (if I was still constipated, when the last time I went was). I just got used to it and it didn't seem weird to me (and didn't mind them noticing the smell either). Also, if my dad was in the shower (we only had one bathroom), it would be okay with him if I went in there to pee or poop and I did that as long as I lived with them.
Now it's translated to me being more open about this stuff and willing to talk about it online (as I'm doing now) and I still get constipated from time to time but I'm more open about bathroom habits than most people I know are (though I usually just keep it to myself so as to not seem weird).
Maho Hisae Kazumi Mina
Four Bad Girls Again
This time I (Mina) make our potty stories short! Always I worry that they are too long and make you bore.
We did this morning and also last Sunday. Preparation was same with usual, newspapers on floor of green flat. Then we squat. We start at same time, we wait for Maho to start so we can be doing same time. We are accustom to eye signal of Maho!
OW! Maho, Mina hates your fingers.
3 crushes release power. But Mina start feel strange... and in same time three gasp sounds form other three. "Minappé are you OK??"
Because Mina can't stop progress of burururururururu. More and more and more. Can't stop!! Potty will overflow??
Mina doesn't want to look....
But when Mina finally stop, Maho said, "It's OK Minappé. Not overflow, but very girigiri!" Girigiri means narrow escape.
So Mina looked. Huge mountain. Why she did so much?? It is motion of elephant!
OW! Maho, Mina hates your fingers.
3 crushes release power. But Mina start feel strange... and in same time three gasp sounds form other three. "Minappé are you OK??"
Because Mina can't stop progress of burururururururu. More and more and more. Can't stop!! Potty will overflow??
Mina doesn't want to look....
But when Mina finally stop, Maho said, "It's OK Minappé. Not overflow, but very girigiri!" Girigiri means narrow escape.
So Mina looked. Huge mountain. Why she did so much?? It is motion of elephant!
Off course Mina took potty to loo, emptied and lined with paper again, put under Maho, empty Maho's potty and squat over it. Mina's second wave quite small, Kazumi's and Hisae's bigger.
Now this morning story. Mina's first wave was usual size (big off course, but maybe potty was 60% full, so no panic). So us all four continue squat, wait for second wave, while Maho doing in her own pace like always. We busy to gaze at crushes with eyes which are full with love. (Mina say this to three, they give big voice and then many kisses on Mina's back of neck.)
Then we signal with eyes and Kazu, Hisae and Mina start second wave. Mina and Hisae are normal size again. But Kazumi.....
Off course Mina took potty to loo, emptied and lined with paper again, put under Maho, empty Maho's potty and squat over it. Mina's second wave quite small, Kazumi's and Hisae's bigger.
Now this morning story. Mina's first wave was usual size (big off course, but maybe potty was 60% full, so no panic). So us all four continue squat, wait for second wave, while Maho doing in her own pace like always. We busy to gaze at crushes with eyes which are full with love. (Mina say this to three, they give big voice and then many kisses on Mina's back of neck.)
Then we signal with eyes and Kazu, Hisae and Mina start second wave. Mina and Hisae are normal size again. But Kazumi.....
Splat, splat, splat. Splat, splat, splat, splat. Not burururururururu but turds with beautiful shape, all medium size but number is......
"Kazu chan you have to stop!!!"
"I can't stop...."
Splat, splat, splat.
We thought about Chantale, every few seconds new sausage. Kazumi is same exactly! Potty becomes to full so Hisae change, and rush to loo with Kazu's potty, empty and line, put back under Kazu and then empty own potty because Kazu put extra into it.
But Kazu dropped only two more into empty potty. "I really finish! You don't believe?"
"We don't believe!!" That was three voices.
Kazu. Mina, Maho doing small pieces now for shi-agé, it means conclusion. But Hisae suddenly give loud o-nara, it is fart, and then HUGE sausage! Wide is about 3 cm, not so wide, but long is nearly 40 centimetres! Wow Chae, it is beautiful! But Mina push overflow part back into potty with old chopstick we keep in near place. And push one of Maho's turds too because it go over side.
We are now all finish but we squat few more minutes so we can look each other with warm eyes. That is very important for us. Then cleaning time, like I wrote in post of before, it is no change because we are happy this routine.
Today's morning was quite cool and a windy, but now summer become to very hot, so maybe no more potty adventure until October. We are going to be good girls and do our big motion into loo in normal way, but together of course. Sorry to Audrey, we know you like a daredevil style...
We hope everyone is OK. Many heat wave, forest fire, heavy rain, it is extreme weather. Please be careful everybody. We love you all of you.
Kazumi Hisae Maho MinaImogen
to David P
Hey David, Imogen here, I had a really runny bottom on the hot days but I always get that to be honest! I dunno if it's a thing or I'm just weird...
Saturday, July 23, 2022