Stephanie
When I was 15 (summertime accidents)
Hi Rachel. Thank you for your kind words. As I mentioned before, I'm really glad that I found this website. It has been very therapeutic for me and it's really nice to know that I'm not alone in having accidents, especially of the messier type. As for my periods are concerned, I have noticed that as the older I get, the heavier they have become. On my heaviest days I have started using extra heavy overnight maxi pads by Always. I will switch between the ultra thin version and the thicker maxi pad, depending on what I am wearing. If I am wearing tighter fitting pants, I will typically wear the ultra thin pad otherwise the thicker one will be noticeable through my pants. As far as accidents are concerned, I am usually able to cover up with my lab coat at work. There was one time however when one of my female coworkers told me, very discreetly, that I had stained through my pants.
Also, yes, I do now live in Ontario, Canada. I'm not from here originally though. My family moved here from England when I was 10 years old and my sister was 15.
I wasn't able to post anything last week, but I'm my last post I made mention of a second pooping accident that I had when I was 15 years old. My previous one from when I was 15 was during a math exam in January. I had diarrhea during the exam and completely messed my underwear and jeans. My best friend Megan had her period and bled through her pants during the exam as well.
I didn't have any other accidents that school year. My next incident happened during our summer break in July. I actually had two accidents that summer. Here's the first one…
It was towards the end of July. It was Friday and it was really hot out. I wore a pair of pink full cut bikini panties with high-rise jeans. I had on a matching pink bra and a white v-neck t-shirt. My period had just needed the day before but I decided to wear a long ultra thin pad with wings just to be safe. My mom dropped me off at Megan's house at 11 that morning before she had to go to work for the afternoon. Megan and I were meeting up with these two guys, Riley and Aaron for lunch.
Before we left to meet up with the guys, we both used the washroom. I was feeling good at that point. Megan came downstairs with a handful of pads and put them in her purse. She said that she had started her period the night before and it was getting pretty heavy.
We were going for Vietnamese food and it was about a 20 minute walk from Megan's house. Riley and Aaron were already and the restaurant and had a table for us when we got there.
We ordered some really nice dishes and took our time eating. When we were done, we sat around the table and talked for a while. I could feel the food digesting through my bowels and I was getting some light cramps. I felt some gas coming on so I said to everyone that I needed to use the ladies room. The washroom was just a single use one and I had to wait a few minutes before I could get in. The cramps got worse as I was waiting and I let out a fart which felt really wet. I could feel it soaking into my pad. It felt really gross and squishy between my bum cheeks. I finally got into the ladies room just as another cramp was coming on. I let out another wet fart as I was pulling down my jeans. I lowered my underwear, sat on the toilet and let out a wave of wet gas. I looked down at my pad and it was a total mess. I was glad that I had worn it, however there was no way that I could keep wearing it, given the state of it. I didn't have any other pads with me, but I didn't think it was that big of a deal since there was no other signs of my period. I cleaned myself up and went out to meet Megan and the guys.
We decided to walk to the mall to go to the arcade which was about a 15 minute walk away. It was so hot that day and as we were walking I started cramping up again. I knew that I needed to get to a toilet within a few minutes. I did everything that I could to keep my butt cheeks clenched but it was no use. A tiny bit of mushy diarrhea squeezed out and I could feel it between my butt cheeks. As we were walking I could feel it soaking into my panties. Everything just felt hot and sticky. We were stopped at the light across from the mall and I heard Megan quietly moan to herself. I couldn't hold back another wave of diarrhea from wanting out and as we started walking across the street, more mess came out and into my underwear. It wasn't a full load, but I knew that my panties were definitely messed up.
We got to the mall and Megan said that she needed to go to the toilet. I went with her, doing my best not to totally lose everything in my pants. We both had to wait for stalls to open up. I was moaning and Megan let me go in front of her because she could tell that I was in trouble. Before a stall opened up she quietly said to me, "I'm totally gushing right now. My period is so heavy". A stall finally opened up and I shuffled in. I pulled down my jeans and they had a small stain on the inside between my legs and in the bum area, but luckily it hadn't leaked all the way through my jeans. My full-cut bikini panties were a bit stuck to me, so I had to peel them down. They were quite a bit messier than I had anticipated. The mess went from the crotch, in between my legs and around the bum of my panties. I cleaned up the mess the best I could with toilet paper.
In the meantime, Megan went into the stall right beside me. I could hear her pull down her pants and underwear. I could hear her say to herself, "Oh my god" over and over. When I was done, I pulled up my underwear and jeans which felt gross and clammy. I left the stall and gently tapped on her door. I asked her is she was okay and she said, "Oh Steph, I have totally bled over the wings of my pad. I'm completely soaked and I've bled through my pants." I could hear her put on a fresh pad. When she was done, she opened up the door of her stall and asked if her leak was noticeable. She turned around so I could check her bum. She had a slight stain, but it wasn't as bad as she thought it was. Then she turned around and opened up her legs slightly. That's where she leaked the worst, right between her legs. It still wasn't that noticeable because it was pretty much right underneath her.
We met up with Riley and Aaron at the arcade and played a few games with them even though neither of us was really up to it. We didn't stay that long and decided to walk back home.
I started cramping up again and needed a toilet, but there were none in sight. I started pooping my pants again as Megan and I walked back towards our houses. She asked me if I wanted to go to her house. I told her that I wasn't feeling well and that I needed to go home. I just couldn't hold back another wave of diarrhea. I stopped walking and totally filled my panties with a load of mushy, wet diarrhea. It spread out everywhere, in all directions, up my back, towards the front of my underwear and even down my legs a bit. Megan said, "Steph, are you okay?" I said, "No. I'm sick. I think the Vietnamese food went right through me." She said, "Oh honey, I'm sorry." I said, "I just got totally sick in my underwear." I told her that had actually pooped my pants on our way to the mall as well.
We kept walking and Megan went towards her house and I went towards mine. It was a desperate feeling walking with a massive load of mushy diarrhea swishing around my pants. I had to let out more as I walked home.
By the time I got home the mess had leaked through my jeans. I was a total mess. A few minutes after I got home, my mom arrived home. I was standing in my washroom upstairs not quite sure where to start. My mom asked me if I was okay and I just broke down crying. I told her, I'm between sobs, what happened. She helped me get cleaned up. We decided to throw away that pair of underwear but my mom was able to get my jeans cleaned out.
This next story is a period related one. It was the Saturday of the August long weekend. Megan and I decided to go to the beach for the day. She was right in between her periods and I was expecting mine to start the following week. We got a ride with my sister Terri and her friends who were also going. I wore a white hipster bikini bottom with white and pink stripes and a matching bikini top. I also had a change of underwear and pink shorts to wear. I wore my bikini bottoms underneath my shorts, which were snug fitting and showed off my bum and legs nicely. I also packed some maxi pads with me for just in case. I'm really glad I did.
It was really hot that day as well and we were in and out of the water quite often. Midway through the afternoon we were lying on our towels on the beach, getting some sun. I sat up and said to Megan that I was going back into the water to cool off. I stood up with my back to Megan and something didn't feel right. Megan sat up and said, "Steph! Sit down, now!" I turned around, looked down and felt a chill go down my back. My bikini bottoms were soaked in blood. I sat down on my knees and just covered my face with my hands. I then reached behind to feel my bum and I was soaked in blood as well. My towel was even covered from when I was lying down on it. I had totally gotten my period several days early and it came with a complete explosion. Megan helped me by wrapping her towel around my waist. I grabbed my bag and went to the ladies room to get sorted out. By the time I got there my period was leaking down the insides of my legs. I had to change out of my hipster bikini and into my full cut bikini panties. I had some thick overnight maxi pads with me and put one in my panties. I put on my pink shorts which were snug fitting with my bikini panties and pad that I had to wear. I looked at my bum in the mirror and it was obvious that I was wearing a pad because the bulge from it was very noticeable through my shorts.
I finally got back to the beach. Megan had folded up my towel for me so that the blood from my accident wasn't noticeable. That ruined any more chances of swimming for me for the rest of the day. My period was crazy heavy that day and I had to change my pad a few times before we left. It was so heavy that on our way home I actually leaked in my sister Terri's car. I had to sit on my towel to keep from staining the car seat.
Well, that's all for now. I had one accident the following year when I was 16. I was playing football (soccer) and had diarrhea in my kit (uniform). It was bad especially since our team shorts were white. I'll be back with that story at another time.
Stephanie
Stefanie
Constipation problems and public places
I'm starting my second year of middle school and my mom says I don't have a lot of confidence in using bathrooms away from home. The school toilets sucked last year because the privacy doors were taken down because of vaping and other misuse. We only had those cut-off toilet paper squares for wiping. I had difficulty in just handling one of them and doing my daily after crap wipe without getting crap on my fingers. When that would happen I would be forced to stop and wash my hands and I would get detention time because waiting for a sink to open made me late to class.That meant I had to report four times to school on Saturday mornings to serve my time. My dad, who drove me to school for those, kinda sympathizes with me but said I will see it differently with more maturity.
This last week me and my friend Monique have been spending much of the time of our last week of school at the mall. We're getting school supplies and looking at new outfits. We also go to movies there. Monique uses the bathrooms there with no problem. Her pees start immediately when her turn comes, she is seated for about a minute, then she flushes and comes out and I take my shift. Like a few minutes earlier I felt a strong need to crap, but once I take my seat it seems like my crap stays inside me and it frustrates me to no end. I take very positions on the toilet and change them to feel more at ease, which is something my pediatrician recommends. The longer I sit, I hear other shoppers waiting tap on my door or worse yet place their eyes against the space between the door and toilet partitions. I've had a few ask me how long I'm going to be. Even my dad thinks that's a dumb question. Or they tell me they need a fast pee. Like I'm suppose to get up and turn the toilet over to them. I just don't know what to say. Monique has come up with some great one-liners, but I'm not comfortable using that language to people I don't know.
On Friday morning Monique and I went into one of the largest mall bathrooms. I hadn't crapped well in three days and the previous evening she had given me a large laxative pill when I stayed over at her house.
Now it was nearly noon, a crowded bathroom, and it was working. After about 10 minutes a toilet opened, I ran for it, latched the door, dropped my panties and jeans to my feet, and sat on the warm seat. Monique was at the doorway. I told her during the wait I had lost the feeling in my gut. She told me to chill and take my time. After about 10 minutes I was ready to give up and head out with Monique to the movies at the other end of the building. Monique said no. From under the privacy door she handed me a suppository pack. I had used one after school one night at her house, but never while on a public toilet. She told me I had nothing to lose. Luckily I had no problem inserting it, although she was willing to help me, and she told me it would take about 15 to 20 minutes to make me go. She suggested we walk down to the movies. First, I told her it was a dumb idea and I just wanted to sit and wait. But she usually gives me good advice and has been a great friend this year, so I gave in.
We walked a little faster through the mall because I didn't want to have an accident between bathrooms. That exercise sure helped. While she stood in the line to buy our tickets, I rushed to the lobby toilets, praying that they were not busy. The middle stall was open and I practically tore the button off my jeans to save a half second. I dropped my butt onto the toilet so fast I think I bounced. Immediately there was a series of explosions and immediately I got relief to my pain. I texted Monique that it was over, but that the three-inches left on the toilet paper roll were pretty short of my wiping needs. Within a couple of minutes she was at my door with a mitt full of what I needed.
When I got home my mom was concerned that that I had used a suppository at my age, but didn't seem concerned about a streak in the seat of my white undies. She's getting me blue and black underwear and several new loose-fitting dresses for the new school year. I'm so lucky that Monique had taken a suppository out of their medicine packet for me.
Both she and I enjoyed a pee we took after the movie and while my mom was coming to pick us up. It feels a lot better to have success on the toilet than to leave without it.
Sunday, August 14, 2022
Kenna
Re: David P
Hey David! I try and do my best or whatever i can to help josh out during his struggles! I rarely get constipated myself and am a pretty regular person. Once and awhile though i have hard poop which can hurt coming out. Were so used to seeing each other use the bathroom that josh comes in and sits by my while im going. If it is one of my harder poops he usually just rubs my back and holds my hands until i am done. Sorry to hear that you have been struggling too, hoping things get easier for you to pass!!sarah
survey answers
poop log survey
a) Where you last pooped?
at a wendy's
b) Date/Time you last pooped?
around 6pm
c) What you read if anything?
nothing
d) How long you took you to poop?
i remembered to time it 12 minutes exactly
e) Were you shameful?
no the bathroom was busy and i took a big noisy dump and farted a lot
f) Did it smell?
it smelled pretty bad
g) Did you enjoy it?
yes it felt amazing i really had to take a shit and the relief was amazing
h) How far you pull down your pants and underwear when you poop today?
i pulled my sweatpants and panties to above my knees and moved them to below my knees as i shit and they fell down to my ankles as i wiped
i) Any other interesting comments/share your bathroom story?
i will share the full story. i was out doing rides and at about 4:30 i started feeling an urge to poop but it was not very strong. it suddenly grew a lot stronger and my stomach started making noises. i dropped off my ride and went offline to find a bathroom. fast food places are the most reliable for me so i stopped at a wendys nearby to unload. they were having an afterwork rush which was inside the store and not just drive through. i located the bathroom and it was three stalls with the last being a handicapped. all three stalls were taken and there was blonde teen girl waiting. she was telling the people to hurry up and i put together the first two stalls were people she knew. shortly after i came in another girl who looked mid20s came in she was dressed in the uniform of a nearby store. it sounded like one person was peeing so other two were pooping. i really needed to take a shit but i was enjoying the busy bathroom. the one who was peeing finished up and a girl who looked similar to the blonde girl exited and they talked while she replaced her. she started pissing loudly. i could hear some plops come from a stall and wiping. both the middle stall and the first stall opened at the same time. i took the middle one and the girl behind me took the first. while the bathroom had four other people in it i unloaded my massive shit. i really needed to go and barely made it and did not cover the seat i needed to shit right then. as soon as my ass hit the seat my shit began to come out. it was log working as a plug then a torrent of very soft poo. not diarrhea or mud just very soft. it all came out very loud and very fast and i sighed loudly in relief. i never heard a plop from the end stall but she started wiping. the two girls washing their hands had left. the girl in the first stall started peeing. it sounded weak at first but grew louder. she finished her piss and the end stall was wiping still. i let out a long and loud wet fart. my stomach still really hurt so i stayed seated. the end stall girl flushed and left. i could see the first stall girls shoes under the stall and she shifted. i farted another wet and loud fart. i could hear her grunt and let out two short but loud farts. i heard another grunt then another even louder then a crackle sound and what sounded like a baseball dropping in the toilet. she sighed and grunted again and i heard several loud plops. she started wiping. I did another very long fart and started feeling better. it took me a long time to wipe. the other girl had left but a girl did come in and piss in the end stall while i was wiping. i flushed and left feeling very relieved.
babysitting survey
To babysitters:
1. When you use the toilet, do you let the child or children come with you? Why or why not?
i babysat when i was 15 at their house. i would just excuse myself.
2. Did you ask the child or children to face the door while you went, or did you not care if they saw you?
3. Do you remember the first time a child you babysitted came with you while you used the toilet?
they never went in with me
4. What was your most memorable experience using the toilet in the presence of a child you babysitted?
never in presence but i did shit at her house a few times. i was embarrassed to poop at her house but got hit with diarrhea once. my stomach suddenly started hurting. i knew i had to shit and when it hurt more i knew it was diarrhea. it was not urgent so i tried to hold it. after half an hour i got a major urge to shit and knew i could not hold it until her parents returned there was still 3 hours left. she was watching tv downstairs so i went to the bathroom upstairs i was not as open about pooping then. as soon as i sat down i erupted like a volcano into the poor toilet. it was a giant torrent of hot diarrhea and smelled like rotten eggs. i tried to finish up before she thought about it. i left the window open when i was done. when i got home that night i needed to shit again and it smelled as bad but was not as much shit.
To those who were babysitted:
1. Did you accompany your babysitter whenever they used the toilet? If not, where you did you stay while waiting?
my babysitter never took me from my house. they did use the bathroom at my house usually for pee but sometimes for a poo. i would stay where i was.
2. Did they ask you to face the door while they went or did they not care about you seeing them?
3. Do you remember your first experience accompanying your babysitter to the toilet?
was my home so this did not come up
4. What was your most memorable experience involving your babysitter using the toilet?
she clogged our toilet once. she said her stomach hurt and she needed the bathroom and she put on a movie to distract me with. she did not come out for about 20 or 30 minutes. she looked pale and panicked when she came out. she told me she clogged the toilet and where the plunger was. i said it was in one of the bathrooms. while she looked upstairs i went and peeked and she had dropped a enormous log in the toilet. it was as wide as a coke can and it came out of the water and smelled very earthy. it took her the rest of the movie to plunge it down.
camp survey
Name: sarah
Age: 22
1. Were you at a camp with or without your parents. If not your parents, who supervised you?
i have camped both with my parents and youth groups as a teenager.
2. How were the bathrooms different than the ones you were accustomed to at your school, around your city, or at home?
all campsites i went to had toilet buildings. all were a mix of private rooms and rooms with stalls.
3. Did you think about going to the bathroom outside in the wilderness?
What would have happened if you had been caught?
i have pissed in nature before but not on these trips. i had to really take a dump once on a hike but i waited until the hike was over and i was back at camp.
4. If you were with friends, did you look out for one another and perhaps shield them from being seen going to the bathroom by other campers.
my friend pissed in the bushes once and i looked out for her.
5. How did you get away from the others and gain your privacy while going to the bathroom outdoors?
i would often wait until a good time and sneak away.
6. Have you ever doubled-up (used a toilet for both pee and crapping in a single sit)? How did that work? How long were you seated?
no. i did overhear a woman have very explosive diarrhea though. i was waiting for my family at the toilet building. a woman ran into a private room and i heard the loudest diarrhea of my life. she really had to go!
Centalia
Back When
I invited a client to meet me at a bar after work the other evening. I'm trying to get a bigger part of her ad budget. As soon as Lisa came in, she hung her purse on the chair next to me, asked me to watch it, and then ran to the bathroom.
We both went to the same large urban school in our city, but we didn't have any classes together or hang out. She's very forward. Coming back and taking her chair she complained about her hectic day in the corporate world and how she misses her mid afternoon pee stop that she got accustomed to in school. This was 20 years ago and she would get her work done ASAP in class, then sign out for the bathroom. I can't believe the memory she has. She would use the same 4th floor bathroom that I often did. My classroom was right across from it. I too would sign out and go in for a pee. It was hard to get a toilet during lunch because the lines were long and it seemed the shitters were all semi-constipated. But they would sit and sit.
Both me and Lisa did our pissing in stalls next to one another each day close to 2 p.m. She got there first and I remember being envious of the high quality athletic shoes she wore. She would lay her yellow hall pass next to her left foot as she sat. She admits she wasted time on the toilet because her class was boring. Of me, she said I was fast in, often forgetting to latch the door, spent time tearing off toilet paper and laying it over the seat. Then I would sit and my pee would start immediately. It would stop, but there would be a couple of small spurts coming at the very end. I didn't sit a moment more, flushed by foot, and then practically ran for the sink.
What a memory Lisa has!
Jen C
my accidents
hello my name is Jenny, I'm 29 years old, over the years I've had quiet a few accidents. for starters, I don't like to poop in public or if anyone other than the people who lived in my house were there, so if company was over I would not use the bathroom and that lead to some pretty embarrassing accidents.
my first story is from when I was 12, I was sitting in class, when I realized I had to poop. I knew I could hold it till I got home. well it was around the end of the day, I got up to go to my final class of the day when it started to become an emergency. nothing that I haven't held before. I got to the last couple minutes when I lost some of my confidence that I could hold it. I some how made it to the end of the day. got to my bus then it got real bad, i had to poop worse than ever, to make matters worse I lived on the opposite side of town where the school was. I had a long battle and about half way home I get the tip start to poke out, I now thought I was going to poop my pants right there on the bus. it was bad. we got to my stop, but I had like a 10 minute walk after. I got off the bus and began my walk, the whole time "I got this..12 year olds don't poop their pants" over and over. about 5 minutes into my walk, it happened, I stopped to regain control, and I couldn't, the poop forced its way out of me, I just squatted down and let It happen, I was so ashamed, but my mom wasn't strict so I figured id be ok when I got home and told her, I finished my walk home now with a solid load of poop in my panties. I walked in the house. my mom saw the bulge in the back of my pants and asked if I had an accident, I lied and said no. she saw right through it spun me around, felt the bulge, then smelled the back of my pants (my poop doesn't stink that bad), then she pulled my pants out enough to look inside my panties. she took me up stairs to the bathroom to help me clean up the mess.
my next accident was a couple months later, i got call from a friend to stay the night at her house, now before I go to friends houses I always go use the bathroom so I don't risk an accident. on this day tho my older brother had a friend over, like I mentioned above, pooping with people over is a no no. so I went to my friends house still needing to poop, but I packed an extra pair of panties just in case. when I got there her older sister let me in, I went up to her room and she wasn't there, her and her mom left the bathroom at the same time. my own need to poop got bad after being there for a couple hours. then I gave in and went to the bathroom, I pushed as hard as I could but could only pee. I was constipated. I gave up, dabbed my lady parts. washed my hands, I looked in the sink and found a pair undies soaking in there, I knew it. my friend had to have had an accident. so anyway I dropped it. went back to her room, my need to poop came back stronger than ever. I couldn't even try to hold it. I pooped my pants. it was huge, this time it smelled a bit this time too. my friend didn't seem to notice, but her mom came in the room to tell us dinner was almost ready, then took a whiff and knew there was an accident in someones panties. she looked at my friend and said "did you poop your pants again". my friend said no. she took her by the back of her pants and smelled her butt. then looked at me she asked me to turn around so she could "check" me. sure enough I pooped myself. I went to the bathroom, dropped my pants and underwear and took a shower. her mom got my undies clean while I was showering.
that's all for today. ill post more later on
Friday, August 12, 2022
Rosalynne
Difficulty peeing at my job
In addition to a lot of babysitting, I also have a summer job of 48 hours a week at a family-run amusement park. I sell at the concession stand, but also double as the person running the nearby miniature golf course. There's not enough applicants for all the open jobs so I have two things to manage and when I have to go on a bathroom break, I have to text my manager, who gets someone else to temporarily replace me. It is not that easy and usually this girl Tiffany is brought over. She's like 2 years younger than me and has attitude. She makes snide comments about me using the bathroom too much during my 8 hour shift. Tiffany started like a week after I did and said she has never used the bathrooms at the park. OK she must have a bigger bladder than me because I typically need to go 3 times during each of my shifts. Since I'm out in the heat and drinking a lot at my concession stand because I've had some occasional bladder infections, Tiffany makes me feel like I'm so different. Sorry I can hold it and regulate my system better like she brags about. Like her, however, I have never had to crap while on duty at the park.
What is really troubling for me is the simple pee. I will text my manager and ask for a bathroom break, but it my be 15 or 20 minutes before Tiffany comes over to relieve me. Twice I have some leakage the size of a quarter in my red shorts while I've waited and the pain of holding it is bad. I know the economy is bad and they are short-handed throughout the park, but I worry about my luck and how it might not hold out. What's also embarrassing is that the single toilet bathroom for my area is located right behind the concession stand. It is the size of a closet and you open the door and whether you are customer or staff you have one wide-open toilet that's very dirty and which is stained beyond belief sitting there. About the only thing good is that there are a couple of rolls of toilet paper on the wall.
My problem though is embarrassing. I'm worried about an accident and I slap my butt down on the seat. But no matter how hard I try, it might take me 10 or 15 minutes just to get my painful urine stream going. I will sit still, and sometimes a few drops will trickle out of me, and if the stream doesn't often pick up, I will start to cry and feel frustrated until I can get my stream going consistently and heavily. Just sitting there and seeing Tiffany's nasty question or slur come across my phone is so defeating. Probably 9 times out of 10 at home my heavy pee stream starts up immediately, but the tension of using a public bathroom is so frustrating for me. The problem started at my high school a couple of years ago when I had to wait in line for a toilet, and once one opened and I sat down, the 1 minute warning bell would ring, and I would get all tensed up about another detention. Even washing my hands would be a pretty alien thing. When I finally come out and thank Tiffany for covering for me she almost always mixes sarcasm with cursing and tells me my sit times are not normal. Maybe that's true, but I don't like to upset people whether they are my teachers or Tiffany.
I have another month of work before I go back to school. I like the job but I'm hurt by my frustrating sits and Tiffany's cruel remarks.
Babysitting Survey Answers:
As a babysitter:
1) When I'm on the toilet, yes I will let the younger girls come in with me especially if we're home and I'm going to be on the toilet for more than a few minutes. I'm very reluctant to let boys over 5 do that, but in public toilets I do require them to turn away from me and stand quietly. Once I had 4 year-old twins try that, one threw a punch at his brother, and I forgot I was pooping and I jumped from the seat to break it up, we were at the big downtown library, and a turd splattered between my legs and onto the floor. Both burst out laughing. I cried.
2) I had one boy that I had to pick up at grade school and bring him to my high school where I had a 3 hour theatre practice. These were doorless stalls. Instead of him watching my friends at the mirrors or dressing in their costumes, I had him turn toward me as I sat and peed.
Later that night, I figured out I could just ask my friends to watch him while I used the toilets. I found they actually enjoyed entertaining him in the large theatre.
3) The first time a kid came in with me when I used the toilet was on a horrendous Saturday. I had made the mistake of taking a laxative the night before so at the movies and in the mall, my choice were limited when I was on the toilet. I think he was 5 and very energetic. During our 30 minute public bus ride home my colon was acting up again and I had to get on a toilet fast. So we exited the bus early in front of a gas station, I hurried with him in tow to the side of the station where the toilets were, and he got to see my gas and turd eruption. He asked a couple of questions and I could tell he was embarrassed.
4) My worst experience was Number 3 above.
To Those Who Were Babysitted:
1) When Chelsea used the toilet, if we weren't home I had to accompany her. When I was like 5 or 6 I would be afraid to stand and wait in a big place because of all those around who I didn't know.
2) Sometimes there were no privacy doors.
3) Yes.
4) My most memorable experience with my babysitter using the toilet was when at the park Chelsea almost fell in. The seat was quite loose. I think I laughed and that upset her.
Elvia
Reply to Sam
I have to say my favorite public bathroom is one at a park close to my home. I've taken my kids there for years and we've always used it.
All the cubicles are made of stone, with wooden doors. The toilets are mounted to the walls and have black seats. Despite being public, it's almost always clean and there's always been toilet paper. I've used it at least 100 times, and I know I've pooped there at least a few dozen times.
Wednesday, August 10, 2022
Emma two
Needed three flushes
I was getting ready for work this morning and I was busting for a poo so I went to the toilet. I could only pee and after ten minutes of pushing and straining I gave up because I had to leave for work. I got mystery shoes on and walked out of the flat towards the bus stop and after a couple of minutes my bus arrived and I got on. I sat by the window watching the work go by as I felt my poo trying to come out and I clenched hoping I'd be able to go when I got to work and forty minutes later I got to my stop and got off the bus. I was really feeling the need to have a poo by now and I had to clench tightly as I prayed I would make it to work without having an accident in my knickers. When I got to work ten minutes later I was seconds away from doing it in my knickers and I rushed into the toilets holding my bottom trying my best not to poo myself and I just about made it into a cubicle. I pulled my jeans and knickers down together and threw myself onto the toilet seat with a thump and relaxed and immediately felt my poo coming out into the toilet and it was such a relief. It was huge and a thought it would never end and I remembered I hadn't been for a week. By the time I finished I'd filled the toilet and I wiped my bottom and flushed the toilet and not surprisingly it blocked so I waited for it to refill and flushed it again and this time about half of it went down. I waited for it to refill again and flushed it a second time and most of it had gone leaving a lot of heavy skid marks Below the water. I cleaned it with the brush and flushed the toilet again and I was pleased to see it was clean so I left and washed my hands and started work feeling relieved and thee Kilos lighter.
Babysitter/babysitting experiences survey
Here's a survey for both babysitters and people who were babysitted.
To babysitters:
1. When you use the toilet, do you let the child or children come with you? Why or why not?
2.. Did you ask the child or children to face the door while you went, or did you not care if they saw you?
3. Do you remember the first time a child you babysitted came with you while you used the toilet?
4. What was your most memorable experience using the toilet in the presence of a child you babysitted?
To those who were babysitted:
1. Did you accompany your babysitter whenever they used the toilet? If not, where you did you stay while waiting?
2. Did they ask you to face the door while they went or did they not care about you seeing them?
3. Do you remember your first experience accompanying your babysitter to the toilet?
4. What was your most memorable experience involving your babysitter using the toilet?Blake
Lorenz's Camp Survey
Camp survey:
Name: Blake
Age: 20
1. Were you at a camp with or without your parents. If not your parents, who supervised you?
Without, I was there with my Friends and we were supervised by a councilor who was about a year older than me (I was 16 at the time)
2. How were the bathrooms different than the ones you were accustomed to at your school, around your city, or at home?
They were horrible, old two seater outhouses with doors full of holes and hardly any privacy.
3. Did you think about going to the bathroom outside in the wilderness?
What would have happened if you had been caught?
Yes, and I did several times, if I had been caught I probably would have tried to cover myself in embarrassment.
4. If you were with friends, did you look out for one another and perhaps shield them from being seen going to the bathroom by other campers.
We went to the outhouses together most times, one of us would stay outside the outhouse to make sure that nobody was trying to peep.
5. How did you get away from the others and gain your privacy while going to the bathroom outdoors?
Like I said we usually went in groups.
6. Have you ever doubled-up (used a toilet for both pee and crapping in a single sit)? How did that work? How long were you seated?
It felt amazing, even though I do this all the time, I was seated for about ten minutes because my dumps are really big and it takes a while to fully empty myself.Chaucersauce
Hi. Anyone have anymore stories about getting caught with a huge poop in their pants by the smell?
Kazumi Maho Hisae Mina (writer is Mina)
shopping mall
Thank you Thunder for saying we are good girls. Most people think, not so good, if they know our daredevil. But nobody know, except member of this site.
Yesterday we decided go shopping all together. Dangerous? Off course we were careful very much. First we had a lunch in shopping mall. Not so many people because already 1500 hrs. So we all ate a bibimbap, it is a Korean food.
Then suddenly Maho's face change. We know that face expression! We said her, "we think you want to go to somewhere, no?"
Maho was constipate since about Wednesday.
She nodded her beautiful head. Then Kazu's face became to red. So two people want to go same place and do same thing!
Mina and Hisae look each other. At that time Mina feel something funny her stomach. So we decided to go to loo. We went ground floor, because loo there is big, many cubicles. We don't want lots women wait long time while we do and do and do. We know we are going to drop something same size with elephant's produce...
But with walking to loo, we say, "bibimbap was so delicious! Why we are need motions now??"
But Kazu said, "I think it is not a diarrhoea." Mina also think.
We enter ladies' loo. Only one cubicle is engage. So we chose last four. Hisae next to wall, Kazu to her right, then Maho, then Mina.
And we were correct; it is not a diarrhoea. After wee, we start to do, all of us plop sounds, not bururururururu.
While we doing, many women come in, mostly they wee only, but Mina's neighbour stay after wee, and we hear plops, quite many plops. She also ate bibimbap?
She did and did for about five minutes and then we hear washlet sound. (We didn't bother with Otohime, it is artificial flush sound, because waste of electricity we think. She also didn't bother, so we heard her plops well. She also heard ours maybe. All four of us, many many plops! We didn't count.... Maho's plops were more heavier than other three, but number was about same. We all flushed in middle, about two minutes after neighbour start to do her motions.
We hear neighbour pull up her jeans, then we hear little gasp sound. We don't know meaning of it, but Mina's gut feeling said, she is think, "those four women, they already start when I enter, why they are still doing?" Off course us four, it is still plop, plop, plop, plop, more and more.
Finally we all finish, use washlet and pull up jeans. We were about 13 minutes in loo maybe. We later said each other, very good feeling after finish! And not diarrhoea, so bibimbap was no problem maybe!!"
We came out of loo. One woman there, she is washing hands and checking makeup. We are sure she is Mina's neighbour, because she looked at us funny look, then she gave little bow. She was about 17 years old maybe, very very pretty girl. She gave another little bow and went out of loo, with swinging her very sexy beautiful bottom from side to side.
Then we did our food shopping and went back to home. We talk about that girl. "Why she looked at us so funny face? Why she waited for us to come out from cubicles??" But actually she had nice face, and we didn't think she was angry. Her funny face had some affection in it, we were feeling.
Now we think, it was good experience. We enjoyed that big motion very much all of us. Maho's constipate finish, she did about 10 large turds and felt relief. All of us felt relief. It was nice to do together even we are not at home so could not see, only hear.
We hope everybody is fine. Now very hot in Japan, and some parts very heavy rain ad floods. We hope weather is Ok in all places this site's members live!
Love from Hisae, Kazu. Maho and MinaSam
Pooping at work & Favorite place to poop
Tell everyone about your poop today (Poop log):
a) Where you last pooped? A hotel Public Bathroom during anime con in NC
b) Date/Time you last pooped? During the late afternoon like after 5:20pm
c) What you read if anything? Just checking my phone
d) How long you took you to poop? Roughly ten minutes
e) Were you shameful? Nope
f) Did it smell? Nope
g) Did you enjoy it? Yes
h) How far you pull down your pants and underwear when you poop today? Had my black jeans & orange Black Panther printed boxer briefs down around my ankles
i) Any other interesting comments/share your bathroom story? Another day at work, another day I had to poop while I was at work. I went to the Men's room today during the anime con I was working. I took the second stall out of four. Someone was already in the first stall pooping. I unbuttoned my black jeans and pulled them down around my ankles followed by my Black Panther printed boxer briefs down around my ankles. I peed, farted and pooped. Basically stayed in the stall for ten minutes before heading back to work.
Question to all: What's you favorite Public Bathroom to take a poop?
One of my favorite places to poop is at Cooper Union at the Great Hall Public Bathrooms & The Center in NYC. The Center has one of the cleanest Public bathrooms in NYC. It took me a long time to get comfortable to poop in public bathrooms but since April 2007 right before I turned 20, I gotten more comfortable to poop in public bathrooms
Anna from Austria
poop at public swimming place at the lake
Hi everyone this is my latest story.
Despite the fact that I have to use public toilets for a bm almost on daily basis due to my biorhythm I will going to get used to it completely and I will always feel a bit embarrased. No big problem though so far. But this time a the lake I felt super embarrased and I did not see it coming a all.
This time I had to stay at a different place at the lake because my favourite place was crowded. Not a big surprise it was Saturday after all. My friends were busy I had to go alone.
The swimming was fun and at some point I felt familiar feeling at my backdoor so I headed to the ladies room.
I have never been to this part of the public bath so I was not familiar with the ladies room at this side either. It was different than the toilet building I usually visit.
at first there was no entrence door and everything was open. Everybody could see area where the stalls were.
And the room was full with other ladies.
At first I was not thinking anything bad about it. I waited until I get a stall. The poo itself was standard for me a short wee, pre pop fart, then one turd another prrrft type fart and some mushy poo. It was smelling pretty bad. The toilet also had rather big gaps for austrian standards so the chances where high that the other ladies could smell it. They heard everything and also smelled it. Then I started to feel uneasy. It seems that I was the only one pooping in the big toilet and everyone in there heard and smelled it. Maybe even some people outside heard it including some guys.
I lef the stall did not look left and right, just washed my hands and went back to my place.
It was not that anybody said anything. in the bathroom. It was just that this public poop was a bit too public for my liking.
that's my story for today
greetings from Austria
AnnaAndi from Germany
Jalapeno shits
Hi everyone,
today I had the biggest shit in years and I want to share the story. I can't remember anything comparable to this, seriously!
Yesterday at dinner time, my gf an I ordered some fast food from a burger place we like. As we had a pretty hefty party the night before, I picked a gigantic burger and a large chili dog. Unwrapping the items, I noticed they didn't skimp on pickled jalapenos, they were everywhere. I love pickled jalapenos and I finished the burger and the hot dog within minutes. Though slender, I'm a pretty good eater.
Today at 6am I awoke with no particularly bad feeling in my guts. I had some bread and coffee for breakfast and was mentally preparing for the normal five-minute morning shit I do very regularly. I was ahead of schedule and planned on arriving early at work to get some stuff done, before everyone distracts me. No home office for this guy!
At home we have the toilet and the bathroom separated, which is genius. My gf can do her morning routine while I'm on the john and vice versa. So after I finished my coffee, I stood up and went for a dump. It wasn't urgent at all but I know, when I'm sitting down it'll set in soon. It usually works that way for me.
As soon as I plunked my ass on the seat, I got a cramp in my lower abdomen. I let out a fart, followed by three firm turds. Just a few seconds later, I shot several loads of semi-soft sludge into the toilet bowl and my anus began to hurt. The first wave took about three minutes. Then I waited a little, hoping I was done. But I was completely wrong there! My bowels really started working now and a second wave of soft, hot shit came out of me. At this point, I started sweating and my guts were churning out more and more mush. The smell of spicy shit started to build up, it was pretty strong but not unpleasant.
After I thought I was done, I relaxed a little and wiped my sore butthole. I flushed and the moment I stood up, yet another cramp overcame me and back on the seat I went. I pushed out whet seemed like endless ropes of semi-solid and steaming hot shit. I looked down and it seemed I've produced as much as in the first sitting. I wiped my now very much hurting ass again and flushed the toilet. The whole session took almost 20 minutes!
As I exited the toilet, my gf waited outside to take my place. We tend to have the same pooping schedule, so taking turns on the toilet is our routine. I personally love it to go directly after her, to enjoy her odors and the nicely warm seat. The same must be true for her.
I made myself ready to go to work - making it barely in time though. Damn you, Jalapenos!