Avery
Response to Kristi's Survey
Hello! Here's my response to Kristi's survey, and a short story as well!
1. 15/Female
2. If I've gotta go, I'm gonna go! I'd try to poop faster, but I wouldn't just clench my cheeks shut and wait until later. I'd just say "be out in a minute or two" then poop and wipe quickly. If it was a big poop, and not one of my normal, routine "stomach-emptying" poops, I'd say "I'll be a few minutes, I'm pooping!"
3. I'll take a toilet whenever I can, but in this case I'd poop outside. Total privacy and cleanliness with the downside of not being on a toilet vs the total opposite.
4. If his was someone who I hadn't previously been close friends with, I'd hold it, unless I really needed to go, in which case I would do it fast and discreetly and really hope I didn't overeat (otherwise the discreetness might be lost, either from a smell, noise, time, or clogged toilet).
5. I'm typically somewhere in the middle. I don't want to force it out as fast as possible, but at the same time I don't want to sit there hoping gravity will pull a turd out of me. Normally, I will push when necessary, but otherwise I'll let it inch out by itself.
6. Something similar happened to me last week! I pooped so much that I was scared to flush the toilet, so I left it unflushed. I would do the same in this situation.
Time for the short story:
I needed to poop at school today! Yesterday night, I'd had a big dinner of pasta. I had pooped before dinner, so there was plenty of space for the pasta and the other sludge sitting in my intestines to go, and I could feel a new poop forming (I farted a bit as well). But this morning, I ate a breakfast of eggs, toast, and bacon, and that took up quite a bit of space. I felt fine for most of the morning, and after putting on white underwear, light pink leggings, and a white tshirt (plus a blue hoodie), I went to school. Once I got there, I realized I hadn't peed that morning, and 12 hours without peeing really filled my bladder. So before going to class, I stopped at the girls restroom, took a stall, pulled down my leggings and underwear, sat down, and listened to the tinkling of my bladder's contents as it drained into the toilet below. After 20 seconds, my bladder was empty and I stopped peeing, wiped, pulled up my pants, flushed, washed my hands, and left. I got through my first and second classes with no problems, albeit my stomach made a few noises as my breakfast was digested, a sign of things to come. I sat down in my third class and pulled out my notes, but also felt some pressure, so I quietly farted, but the pressure kept slowly building. I ended up fidgeting a bit, but soon, I had the answer to my uncomfortableness; a newly formed poop sitting in my rectum! After a few extra minutes, I stopped fidgeting and holding it and decided to go poop. I went to the teacher and asked "can I go to the bathroom," and she said yes. I walked out of the classroom, down the hall, into the girls restroom. The 3 stalls were taken, so I waited. Two girls sounded like they were peeing, while the other had just sat down and was also peeing. Once the other girls had finished peeing, they wiped and flush, I took their spot and sat down with my cloths at my knees. I peed quickly (just a few seconds), the started on my poop. I heard grunting from my neighbor as my log came out. It was 12 inches long and 1.5 inches thick. My neighbor made some big poops, then they were done as well. I wiped, flushed, pulled up my pants, washed my hands, and went back to class, feeling relieved. Bye for now!Anna from Austria
I am going to answer the survey of Kristy
1. Your age/gender.
37/Female
2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?
I would ignore the person and just do my stuff as usual.
3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use an absolutely filthy bathroom. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.
I would poop outside because without a second thought.
4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?
The only way for me is B. Holding is not an option because I am not good at holding my poop. I start farting like a storm when I have to hold it. That would be more embarrassing than pooping at a guy's place.I am a rather loud pooper, so I would probably play some music to hide my pooping sounds a little bit.
5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?
I do my stuff as quickly as possible and then leave.
6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and someone is waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!
I would warn the lady waiting outside and tell her it did not flush.
Ok that's for today
greetings from Austria
AnnaAnna from Austria
@Violetta It felt interesting to say the least. He is not my type but it was still interesting somehow to listen to guy you barely know by such private things.
@Jenny It felt differnt for many reasons.It feels somehow embarrasing to think about the stuff that guys can here me while doing my business. Not the biggest fan of female audiance as well but with guys it is different. As a lady I want to show just my best side towards guys and using the bathroom with the typcial bathroom sounds is certainly not one my best sides.
greetings from Austria
Anna
AnnaAnnie
Had a recent seizure and wet the bed
The son of my caregiver (a longtime friend) told me something at lunch that made me cringe from embarrassment. Apparently I had a recent seizure and wet the bed. I've never ever peed my pants during one and I don't remember it. Extremely embarrassed.
Annie
Absolutely loaded the toilet
Hi everyone. Been a while since I had a really good shit. Been semi constipated. This morning I got up, peed and had congee ish type of stuff for breakfast. Also had a travel mug of coffee (black) and 2 jars of water. A few minutes ago I got a major urge to poop. I went to the washroom, closed the door, walked over to the toilet, pulled down my dark blueish-black sweatpants and underwear and sat. Gave a push and a giant log stretched me and came out into the bowl within about 20 seconds. Damn. I flushed first to prevent the possibility of clogging. I didn't look first but it felt huge so I can imagine a lot came out. Took some TP and wiped well and flushed again. Stood up, pulled up my pants and underwear and washed my hands.
I would guess it was about 2 1/2 feet long. I'm just happy I finally went and I flushed first to prevent clogging. Damn. Body still has a lot in it but that was a hell of a good shit. Hopefully I can go again later. I feel better now even if it wasn't everything yet.
Happy pooping!
AnnieMidwesterner
I'm Back! A Couple Short Stories and Survey Answers
Midwesterner is back! I know I haven't been posting much lately, but I've been keeping tabs on this site and have been reading posts pretty regularly. I have particularly enjoyed posts by Armygirl and Kristi. I love how uninhibited both of you are and both of your writing styles! Today I thought I'd share a couple of quick stories as well as answer a couple surveys. I do have some posts that I've been working on from the holidays and other times over the past year, but have not finished them yet.
For one of my quick stories today, I will tell you about my recent visit to the doctor's office. I went in for a standard checkup a couple weeks ago. I felt the slight urge to both pee and poop prior to my appointment, but I didn't go in case they needed a urine sample. It turns out they didn't need any samples, so on my way out I decided to hit the restroom. By this time, my urge for both peeing and pooping had increased. The closest restrooms were two unisex single user facilities right across the hall from each other. There was a guy ahead of me as we approached the restrooms. He went to the free one on the right. The left one was occupied, so I decided I'd just wait until one of the users was done instead of finding a different restroom. I heard toilet paper being rolled off in the restroom on the left, so I figured that one would become free soon. I heard the sound of the powerful commercial toilet flushing quickly followed by the user washing their hands. The door opened and out came a fairly attractive nurse who was probably in her mid 30's. She smiled at me as she went by. I went in and locked the door. The toilet was very clean, so I just pushed my clothing down to my feet and sat right down on the toilet. I don't know if the nurse pooped or not, but the seat felt warm like she had been sitting on it for a while. I aimed my penis into the bowl and got my pee out of the way before I settled in for my poop. One thing I noticed is that for some reason, this toilet seat was hard for me to get comfortable on. It was the typical American public style seat, which I usually find very comfortable. This seat seemed to have sharper edges or something like it was cheaper. But regardless, I settled in the best I could and pushed out a couple long pieces over the course of 5 minutes. I wiped up, flushed, washed my hands, and left with nobody waiting.
This next story I found to be a bit odd. About a month ago I was driving down the highway when I noticed a minivan on the side of the road with its flashers on. Upon getting closer it was obvious why they were pulled over. I could see a little girl with her pants pulled down and her dad trying to hold her up somewhat so she was mimicking a seated position. The mom was just standing there staring at her daughter looking concerned. It was pretty obvious that the girl had a potty emergency. I didn't think it was that strange that they pulled over because of their emergency, but I did think it was strange that they went so far out in the open. They were in the grass past their car maybe 20 feet, which meant the poor girl was in full view of everybody passing by. I don't understand why they didn't at least shield her behind the car door or something. Anyway, I just thought the whole scenario was a bit strange.
Outdoorsy Girl's Survey:
1. Do you feel any embarrassment or anxiety when realizing that you have to poop outside?
No, not at all
2. Do you tell your friends when you have to go away to poop?
Generally not anymore, but when I was in Boy Scouts I did. I will however tell my wife and a couple family members and I spend time with frequently.
3. How often and when do you mostly poop outside?
Since I'm involved in farming, it's very often, like multiple times per week in the spring and summer.
4. Do you practice LNT partly or fully?
Not really, I just bury everything.
5. How is your positure when pooping (squatting, bending forward, standing etc.)?
Squatting
6. Do you discuss your poop with friends afterwards?
With my wife, yes
7. Have you spotted (none, some, many of) your friends or family when pooping?
Oh yes, for sure! In Boy Scouts I saw multiple other scouts pooping. I have seen my wife poop outside multiple times and have posted about it before. I also posted a camping story quite a while back about a camping trip with my wife and some other friends/ relatives. I saw several of them poop on that trip, as well as during other occasions.
8. Did they discover you?
My wife knew I saw her, but I don't think the others did.
9. Have anyone seen you when pooping outside?
My wife has for sure, and possibly some people in Boy Scouts.
10. What type of poop do you mainly do when outside (size, form, color)?
It varies a lot.
11. Have you seen the poop of anyone you know outside.
My wife
12. Have you seen people you do not know when pooping outside?
No
13. (Gender and age, not necessary but if you want to share.)
Male, 27
Kristi's Survey:
1. Your age/gender.
27, male
2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?
I'd probably just tell them I'd be a little bit yet or something to that effect. I'd try to be as timely as possible if that were the only restroom option available. If I knew there were other restrooms available, I'd just go at my preferred, relaxed pace.
3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.
Definitely would go outside!
4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?
In hindsight, I probably would try to hold it until I left if possible. Of course a lot of this would depend on how my relationship had transpired. My wife and I became pretty open early on in our relationship.
5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?
I generally like to take my time.
6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!)
That would be embarrassing for sure! I would probably inform them that the flusher doesn't work.
Ted
Best craps
Definitely when I was backpacking long distances. My fuel was freeze dried food, a lot of gorp (nuts, raisins, dried fruit, coconut flakes, m&ms, and fruit. And of course tons of water. A typical hiking day was about 10-12 miles of up and down in the Rockies, Cascades, Wallowas, sometimes the desert or canyonlads. My typical venue was a wooded spot off the trail squatting in a whole that I had dug (7" or more in depth). One gentle push and out came one or more long and fat logs, followed by some mushier ropes propelled gently with just a soft grunt or two. Generally very little paperwork followed because squatting separated my anus widely enough so the turds left little residue. Then, you cover up the hole. If I had company, all the better--a pleasure shared with someone also getting relief. I live in more developed areas now, but there are woods where I can still get in a satisfying dump in a hole that I cover up afterwards. Nothing like emptying your bowels in a natural setting.
Happy pooping to all.
Ted
Tlana
Richard's peeing survey
1. Were you ever forced to hold your pee as a child?
Yes.
2. By whom?
My well-meaning grandmother who is insistent that I could pick up all kinds of STDs (she calls them 'social diseases' from sitting on public toilets.
3. Were you pee-teased/tortured by anyone?
Yes. Back in grade school I almost never remembered to pee or poo before leaving home. So upon entering the building I headed directly into the toilets. An older teacher who was watching the main entryway pulled me aside a couple of times and said I should learn to do my bathroom visits before leaving home. When I was out with my grandma she couldn't believe that was so enthusiastic about using the bathroom. She would say I was "asking for it" and by making contact with those toilet seats I was going to catch something.
4. What were the holding sessions like?
Grams would continue to nag me at first, then she would try to convince me that it was only a short 5 minutes or so back to her house, or 10 minutes to my house. Lying, of course. If I started to cry or grab myself she did take me into a bathroom. I think when I was about 5 or 6 being forced to stand aside the toilet, clothing down to the floor, I was forced to wait while grams would go to her purse, pull out one of those seat cover tissues from a packet and lay it out over the seat before I was allowed to sit. I remember a couple of times that my pee gushed out of me while she was preparing my seat cover.
5. What did you say during the holding session?
I just complained and would dance around a little bit. Then I couldn't hold back my tears. Some years later when I was in high school and grams was visiting our family and doing the wash, I was criticized for often having skidmarks in my white panties. She didn't buy my argument that I wasn't about to risk getting detentions for being late to class. Her retort: I should wake up an hour earlier and have my crap before leaving for school.
6. Hospital or doctors visits?
I had a series of bladder infections, perhaps one or two a year, extending into my high school years.
7. How did I heal?
I think I was about 12 or 13 when I didn't travel around with grandma that much anymore. I think I took 3 or 4 pees a day at school and often a final one right after school before I walked home with my friends. I also learned to drink at least the equivalent of 6 bottles of water a day. That also helped me have much softer poops. I'd sit, poop in about 10 or 15 seconds, wipe and then exit. There were no privacy doors on the toilets and others seemed to be in envy.
8. How are things different today?
Grams is well into her 80s. I'm a full-time teacher at my old high school. At open house night, I brought her up to my school to see my classroom and after parking my car and helping her out, I had to make a run into the student bathroom on my floor to take a pee. There's still no privacy doors and I didn't want conflict if she walked in on me and saw me sitting on the bare toilet seat. So I compromised and put two lines of toilet paper down. My sit lasted about 45 seconds and the bowl was filled with yellow bubbles when I stood and pushed the flusher. I almost forgot to peel the toilet paper off my butt.
To AT:
There's a common interest here. I've been involved on the forum for about 10 years now. At first I was about 12 or 13 and getting some kickback from a couple of parents for whom I babysat about how I handled their child's bathroom needs away from home. Curiosity and need brought me to this site.
Mina Kazumi Maho Hisae
Dear Lea
Thank you for very kind words. We give you some answers.
We had buddy dump in nature only once. We don't have plan for next time. Perhaps we are thinking it is a once in a lifetime experience. We are sorry, that we disappoint.
Hisae and Mina had experience to do motion outside themselves, not buddy dump. It was a diarrhoea both of us. Hisae's emergency is story in this site. Mina was schoolgirl when she had emergency, but not in Wales. In Japan.
We always flush while we doing our motions. We don't like to clog loo. Mina and Maho have experience, and we didn't feel good.
You are correct about Japanese vegetable diet. We enjoyed to listen to Hisae last Sunday morning when she sat on loo with happy face. Splash splash splash and more and more, she did eleven. Maho, she was next Hisae, she said, all of them very beautiful turds come out medium speed. But then she stand up, and after Mina and Kazu look, admire beautiful pile and admire Hisae's beautiful bottom, Maho flushed, then Hisae sat down and four more splashes and some little sounds. If you want to do big motions, it is very good to eat lots vegetables. We love vegetables, so we can sit on loo long long time and many many splash.
We are bit sad now. It is heavy snow in all Japan. Some people stay in train ten hours because train could not move. We think maybe they did wee and motions in their pants, they must feel so bad. Train is not best place to do. And in non stop train, carriage with loo was crowded very much because everyone want to go to loo. We are very lucky women, we could telework and use beautiful loos, green and beige. We feel sorry very much for people on train.
Thank you again Lea. You are kind. Warm words help so much, especially Mina is help because she is easy to fall into a depression. We hope you are happy every day and have wonderful time on loo in your various ways to do.
Love to everyone. If it is snow, don't ride in train.
Hisae Maho Kazumi Mina
Avery
Reply to Lauren
To Lauren: hello! Thanks for all the compliments! That sure is a lot of questions, so I'll do my best to answer them! In my second school poop story, I was in Kindergarten at the time, and yes, my hands got a bit wet, but not too dirty. And I'm sometimes very open, other times not as much. Regarding my week of poops, our cafeteria serves normal school lunches: things like sandwiches, pizza, or cheap pasta. It doesn't taste great, but it doesn't typically make me poop more. And yup, our school has some very powerful toilets and other not so powerful toilets. I just got lucky and had one of the powerful toilets. It was quite relieving, but I find all my poops relieving! You story about your friend I'd quite interesting, that must've been embarrassing! That hasn't happened to me or my friends, and yes I do wear skinny jeans, although you accurately predicted that I like wearing leggings. The donuts were just normal glazed, and it wasn't the donuts that led me to need a poop, my stomach hurt from having a lot of poop, and then when I ate something else, that just made me need to go more. The previous day I ate a cheeseburger with some fries, but that got pooped out later. The foods that were in that poop were a breakfast sandwich, a chicken sandwich, and pasta, plus a bunch of other things. Finally, I didn't get any prize (it was just for fun), and I did eat more than my friends, but they also ate a lot as well. I was the only one who went at the buffet, I don't know the details of the bathroom trips of my five friends who were there. I didn't poop between the buffet and school (Wednesday), and no one heard me fart. We need one new pass each time we go somewhere, and no one heard me when I talked to the teacher, nor did anyone really find out.
Glad to hear you're enjoying my stories!A week or 2 ago, I really needed to poop. I banged my little toe on the door, which startled me so much I almost pooped my pants! I was very glad to make it to the potty, though.
A few days ago, my 11-year-old sister, Ruby, was in one bathroom, and as I ran to the other bathroom, I felt the poop sliding down my rectum, just knowing there'd be a hot, steaming ball of mush in my pants by the time I sat down on the toilet...but to my surprise, there wasn't! I relaxed and let out a nice big turd, which felt sooooo good. When I looked down, it was one long, curled-up log, which is somewhat unusual for me because most of my poops are broken up into 2 or 3 short, wide pieces. I decided I'd probably just pooped out the mac 'n' cheese and salmon I'd had for lunch the day before, which reminded me of Avery's story, "From Food to Poop".
I just ate a lovely sandwich for lunch, but I think one of yesterday's meals is knocking on the back door now! I'll put my tablet down and write about what happened afterwards. Here it starts to come!
...well, I don't think it was quite time yet. I'll probably be able to go within the next 2 hours, though.
OK, about 3 hours later, I just pooped! I did two short, wide logs. The first one came out and plopped, splashing water back up to my butt. The second one crackled out, splashing even more water! I'm going to wipe now. I feel so good! (Maybe a bit hungry, though.)
Mina+3: hi! I wasn't on for a while but I've been back lately! I always love your stories.
Avery: hey! I really like your stories about you and Olivia at school. I wish I had a friend I could poop with, but that's not really an option right now because I was homeschooled, just graduated, and rarely get out and meet people (and my sister Ruby used to be open about it with me but now that she's older she seems to find it embarrassing/gross). However if I go to college I might find someone.
That's all for now,
Princess Opal
Skylar the Pregnant Pooper
Fast Food + Pregnancy = Diarrhea
Hey All long time lurker and finally feeling comfortable enough to post. I've always loved the feeling of my stomach rumbling and knowing that I would need to get to a bathroom soon but as I got older it became more subdued and an occasional secret enjoyment. Now being 28 weeks pregnant with my husband and I first it has come back. My husband tends to eat very healthy and since being pregnant he's careful about what I eat and how it will affect the baby. Well lately the cravings have kicked in and the thought of something greasy makes me start to drool.
Last weekend he was out of town on a guys trip. I woke up that Saturday morning and decided to make myself a breakfast of pancakes eggs and bacon. Shortly after I started to feel that familiar feeling but knew I could wait. By lunch cravings were high and the McDonald's across the street was calling my name. I made my way over and ordered 2 Big Macs 2 fries and a milkshake because at this point I knew I was going to throw self control to the wind. I sat down at home and started to eat at a pace that even surprised me. A burger in one hand with fries in the other while washing it down with the milkshake between bites. I would take some pauses but that was just to release some gas but besides that lunch was inhaled. By the time I was done I was feeling pretty full bloated and gassy. Because I almost never eat this way my stomach was in knots and I realized I probably took this a bit too far.
At this point I knew a storm was brewing and our plumbing has been bad lately so my biggest fear was clogging our only toilet. I quickly got in the car and decided to drive the 15 minutes to the mall since I needed to buy a few things anyways. The 15 minute felt like hours as my body suddenly hated me for what I consumed. I squirmed and prayed that I made it and when I parked I was almost afraid to move. I got up slowly and walked as slowly as possible worried 1 bad step would be my downfall. Thankfully I parked by the food court and that I knew has a big bathroom. There are 8 stalls and each was full clearly others had the same thought as I had to my dismay and I was just thankful as I stepped in one was flushing and wiping. I was in almost a sweat at this point as the door opened. I tryed to politely go in behind without shoving her out the way. I could barely pull my panties down in time and as soon as I sat an eruption occurred that made me groan and make noises that shocked me at the wave that was escaping me. I felt bad for the others around me but at this point I was in my own world. It was pretty mushy/ chunky and as I flushed to make room another wave shot out. I sat there as every time I thought I was finishing up I would feel some pressure and grunt out more. After 20 minutes I was starting to feel relief and become more aware of my surroundings. Some girls came in and immediately started to complain about the smell. I was just thankful no one knew it was all because of me. I stayed in the bathroom for about 30 minutes total (after plenty of wiping) and afterwards I was feeling lighter and surprisingly hungry. After shopping decided to treat myself to mall Chinese food at home for dinner and had my round 2 battle with the bathroom that night although that time not nearly as bad. I had forgotten how good it feels though and how much I enjoy these moments so I'm looking forward to finding ways to do this more often.
Thursday, January 26, 2023
Annie
Absolutely loaded the toilet after dinner
Had a good dinner that I ate all of. Right after dinner I had a big 600 mL bottle of water and surfed the net while I digested. A few minutes ago I felt pressure and a major urge so I went to the washroom. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked over to the toilet, pulled my very dark blueish-black sweatpants and dark greenish blue underwear down and sat. Relaxed and gave a gentle push and a bunch of soft/watery crap came out. Only took about 20 seconds but my body got a hell of a good clean out. I decided I should flush everything first then wipe. First looked in the bowl and it was brown and watery but I could see stuff floating in it. Flushed then wiped and flushed again. Woo! That would make 2-3 times today that I have gone. I'm not sick, just eating healthy, drinking enough water etc. I prefer this anyday over constipation.
Happy pooping!
AnnieMasterBlaster
To Avery:
Wow that was a monster load of poop you did. Was that your biggest load ever? Keep posting, your stories are great!
Michelle H
When I was younger I had quite a bathroom related incident at the museum! See, when I was 6 I went to the museum with my aunt and my cousin Jeff who was 7 so he's slightly older then me. At 6 years old I wore diapers still because I had trouble with potty training.
We were there for a few hours before I started to pee and poop. I was embarrassed to be changed in front of my cousin cause he's a boy so I didn't want to say anything but over the next few minutes I kept going and he noticed and pointed it out.
We couldn't find a nearby bathroom so we found a bench and she put a pad on it and lied me down on it. I protested at first because we weren't really out of public view but we tried to find the least crowded area but people still were there.
But I eventually just accepted it and let her change me. She lifted my dress up to my belly button and undid my diaper and she said wow girl you made a mess! Jeff looked there and I was upset at first at him seeing but then I thought since we were close it didn't really matter especially since I saw him get changed before when we were a few years younger. He was in diapers until 4 years old I think.
She put a clean diaper under me while she cleaned me up. The poop was everywhere down there so it wasn't a simple diaper change. She had me open my legs a little so she could wipe my girl part. So me and Jeff talked while she wiped my private. We were talking to distract me from being embarrassed and everything.
Then she started wiping my butt. We kept talking about the rest of the day and what we wanted to see next in the museum. Before I knew it she was all done and did my clean diaper and pulled my dress back down and I was ready to go.
That's my story for today anyways maybe I'll post again later!After a brief dry spell-12 days-I had an accident yesterday at the mall. I was at Victoria secret store trying on some new bras when I suddenly realized I needed to pee-pee. I pressed hard against my vagina with one hand while I tried to put my shirt back on with the other. The oh so familiar feeling of damp panties rubbed against my crotch as i piddled a little and then more. The dam was about to break. With a tennis ball size wet spot on my pants, I rushed out of the dressing room, bursting for the toilet. I couldn't control the dribbles that kept leaking out and drooling down my inner thigh. I teared up, not knowing where the bathrooms were. I stopped a saleslady to ask but as I did, the dam broke and I was wetting my pants. She stared at me for a moment then hurried away without a word. I hid in the bathroom not knowing what to do. My pants were very clearly peed in both front and back and there was no hiding my mess. I cried the whole drive home and while I was showering away my shame. Why can't I be normal and go to the bathroom like a normal woman instead of having the twitchy bladder of a child coupled with urge incontinence. I wore myself out crying so I put on a Goodmite and pajamas to take a nap. I woke up late that night to my boyfriend holding me. I needed to go potty even though I had obviously wet my Good nite earlier. My boyfriend encouraged me to stay put and "just go in your diaper." I was reluctant but I couldn't hold it very well and started dribbling. Then I shivered as he put his fingers inside me. I helplessly began to pee-pee all over his hand while simultaneously coming in my diaper.
Jenny
Anna from Austria- Did you notice yourself feeling differently using an all gender bathroom or do you feel the same? I feel a little anxious sometimes using a single bathroom toilet thinking a male may use the toilet after me after I blow it up, even though I am long past the phase of caring what (attractive) males think of my bathroom habits. I used to be anxious pooping in a ladies restroom, but like I mentioned in the past, I gradually got over that.
Kristi-You mentioned the bidet doesn't clean you that well. Is that compared to toilet paper or a shower? Do you notice in terms of how fresh you feel, or any "Evidence" left in your undies?
MD Dan: I loved your story of your friend pooping at your house when you were in your early 20's. That girl sounds like me at a few house parties in college. Except I would probably find the the farthest out bathroom for the commotion (i.e basement or top floor.) I tend to leave skid marks in the bowl with my bigger poops, but I never know until later because I too flush with the lid down!
Anyone else anal about flushing with the lid down? I read in college about all the bacterial that spreads when you flush with an open toilet ( 10 feet or yards). Maybe that's why I'm still slightly anxious when I poop in a public restroom without a toilet lid. At times I'm kind of a germaphobe, I wash my hand for about a minute when I do, which is funny because you can't tell that when you wash my underwear!!! (says my husband amused)
-Skidmarked in Seattle
Anna from Austria
I am going to answer the survey of Kristy
1. Your age/gender.
37/Female
2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?
I would ignore the person and just do my stuff as usual.
3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use an absolutely filthy bathroom. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.
I would poop outside because without a second thought.
4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?
The only way for me is B. Holding is not an option because I am not good at holding my poop. I start farting like a storm when I have to hold it. That would be more embarrassing than pooping at a guy's place.I am a rather loud pooper, so I would probably play some music to hide my pooping sounds a little bit.
5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?
I do my stuff as quickly as possible and then leave.
6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and someone is waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave? (This happened to me recently except that I was the one waiting for the stall!
I would warn the lady waiting outside and tell her it did not flush.
Ok that's for today
greetings from Austria
Anna
Lauren
Lauren
To Avery
Hey Avery! I'm Lauren and I must say you're an excellent storyteller and I loved your posts here! You sounded really confident and open about your bathroom habits and I really admire that! I really enjoyed reading your posts about your First and Second school poops and it's awesome that you've come such a long way about being so comfortable with pooping at school. Jackie sounded like a very supportive friend and it's great that she and you are still friends and still go to school together.
Would it be okay if I asked a few questions about your stories?
In "Second school poop", you mentioned that your poop was big and wouldn't go down the toilet when you tried to flush it. That's really considerate of you to try to unclog it so it would be available for the next person to use! What grade were you in back then? And when you wrapped your hands in toilet paper to pick up the log in order to break it up, did the toilet paper around your hands get wet and as a result get your hands wet with toilet water? That was so brave of you as a small girl to be able to do that when you were afraid of even using the school toilets in the past! I'm also proud of you when you were able to tell your teacher and later Jackie that you just did a big poop and was not in anyway embarrassed about it. Way to go!!
In "A week of pooping, volume 1", that was so nice of you to comfort Olivia and help her to get more comfortable about using the school toilets. It was also great that you made a new friend in the process. What kind of food do you usually get served in the school's cafeteria, and do they make you go more often? And in "A week of pooping, volume 2", it sounded like your school had really powerful toilets, since it was able to flush down the huge poop made by the girl that used the stall before you on Tuesday, all in one flush! It sounded like you must have had a very relieving bathroom visit on Tuesday.
What happened on Thursday (also in "A week of pooping, volume 2") reminded me of one of my own experiences, also with a friend except in a different way. We were sitting together at lunch and at the end we both found ourselves desperate for a pee. We both headed into the bathroom and took stalls that are next to each other. Here's where things got interesting, me and my friend were both wearing tight skinny jeans with belts, which made the jeans hard to get out of. By the time we got to our stalls and closed the door, we were both quite desperate for a pee. I managed to undo my belt rather quickly and pulled down my skinny jeans to have my pee, while my friend on the other hand was not so lucky. She struggled to undo her belt for a while and when that was finally undone, to unbutton her jeans to pull them down. She was still trying to unzip her jeans when she let out a gasp and started peeing herself. Long story short, she completely peed her pants that day and needed to get a change of clothes afterward, which I helped her get. Do you wear skinny jeans often and has anything similar to that ever happened to you or any of your friends? From your stories, I think you prefer wearing leggings over tight jeans, but do you still like wearing jeans when you are in school? It sounded that you had a great toilet experience with Olivia on Thursday, and you were so supportive of her and was a great friend!
Moving to Friday, what flavors of donuts did your teacher give you? Your teacher sounded nice that he was will to provide donuts for the whole class. Those donuts sure seemed like they had some sort of magical powers that made you fart so much and get rid of your waste soon after. Do you recall what you ate in the previous day or the day before that made your stomach cramp and fart so much in the bathroom? Maybe it was something from the school's cafeteria that caused that (I don't know I'm just guessing haha). I am so happy for you though that you were able to get rid of all that poop and you felt really relieved afterwards!
A related comment is that I felt sorry for you that you've pooped in school everyday of the week, but not on Saturday or Sunday where you can do it in the comfort of your home. I really hope that you also poop on Saturday or Sunday in the future and get to enjoy pooping at home for a change! :)
Lastly, but certainly not the least, I loved your story "All you can eat = all you can poop". It was very well told and to add icing to the cake, you came up with such a creative title! Congratulation on winning the contest!!!! Since you won the contest at the buffet on Monday, did you get any prizes or cash from your friends for winning? Were the prizes good? I think you deserve something great as you ate a lot that day and your stomach doubled in size. Did your friends also eat a lot that day and did you beat them by a long shot? I can imagine you did, given how much food you ate, haha. Did any of your friends needed to use the bathroom that day while eating or were you the only one that made room for the new food? And fast-forward to the day that you wrote your story, what day was it when you pooped; was it the Tuesday or Wednesday after the buffet? Did you poop in the days before that or was your poop at the buffet restaurant your last one before your huge poop at school? When you farted two times in class that day, did many people around you hear you fart and did they know that it was you? You sounded so confident and not at all bother by it and I really admire that! Your teacher obviously heard them and was nice to let you go and take all the time you need. My teachers are also very nice and will generally let you go, especially if you're a good student, although we don't actually need a physical bathroom pass. Do you need one for every bathroom visit? Can you keep the one you used and use it for all bathroom visits in future? That could be my advice to you that might buy you more freedom in the future haha! You mentioned that you wiped down the seat in the bathroom before you sat down, was the seat dirty with pee and such? I know the toilets at my school can sometimes be dirty and I also have had to wipe them down. It sounded that you had a very relieving poop and you must've felt soo good afterwards. And I really approve of you when you had the courage to tell your teacher that you just unloaded 30 pounds of poop in the bathroom! Did other people hear it when you told your teacher and did the whole class know about that? (I sincerely hope they didn't.) Lastly, did people in your school know that you clogged the toilet in the third stall? And just out of curiosity, when you used that bathroom later, do you see that toilet fixed and cleared of poop, or did it remain clogged and unusable? I loved how you said "when you've gotta girl you've gotta go!" - that was so so true!!
And some non-bathroom questions: Was the buffet expensive and did you guys split the bill at the end? Were there a lot of friends at this event? I can imagine the price was totally worth it since you only paid once and ate all you want, good job!
What holiday was it for you on Monday? We unfortunately had to go to school on Monday and didn't get the day off at all :(
This is getting long, so I'll try to make it end soon. In closing, I would like to say that you're fantastic at posting your experiences on here. Your stories are full of vivid details, imagery, meaningful similes and metaphors along with a sense of humor, and it was an adventure to read them! I loved reading your stories and had so much fun traveling with you through your various toilet experiences (in a virtual way).
Also, you sound so nice and interesting, and I wish we could be friends. Furthermore, I wish you could help me get over my fear of using the toilets at school (I still fear over that) just like Jackie did for you; you can be my guide and lead me into a world where pooping at school is no longer something to be afraid of! Thank you for reading my post. Please take care and hope to hear from you soon!
Lauren
Avery
Hi again Avery. I noticed that one of your friend's name also happen to be Lauren, which is the same as mine. So if you like, I can add an "L" after my name to help you distinguish, or I can just use Lauren. Which one do you prefer?
Sorry for the confusion and talk to you soon!
Lauren (L)
Avery
Response to Kristi's Survey
Hello! Here's my response to Kristi's survey, and a short story as well!
1. 15/Female
2. If I've gotta go, I'm gonna go! I'd try to poop faster, but I wouldn't just clench my cheeks shut and wait until later. I'd just say "be out in a minute or two" then poop and wipe quickly. If it was a big poop, and not one of my normal, routine "stomach-emptying" poops, I'd say "I'll be a few minutes, I'm pooping!"
3. I'll take a toilet whenever I can, but in this case I'd poop outside. Total privacy and cleanliness with the downside of not being on a toilet vs the total opposite.
4. If his was someone who I hadn't previously been close friends with, I'd hold it, unless I really needed to go, in which case I would do it fast and discreetly and really hope I didn't overeat (otherwise the discreetness might be lost, either from a smell, noise, time, or clogged toilet).
5. I'm typically somewhere in the middle. I don't want to force it out as fast as possible, but at the same time I don't want to sit there hoping gravity will pull a turd out of me. Normally, I will push when necessary, but otherwise I'll let it inch out by itself.
6. Something similar happened to me last week! I pooped so much that I was scared to flush the toilet, so I left it unflushed. I would do the same in this situation.
Time for the short story:
I needed to poop at school today! Yesterday night, I'd had a big dinner of pasta. I had pooped before dinner, so there was plenty of space for the pasta and the other sludge sitting in my intestines to go, and I could feel a new poop forming (I farted a bit as well). But this morning, I ate a breakfast of eggs, toast, and bacon, and that took up quite a bit of space. I felt fine for most of the morning, and after putting on white underwear, light pink leggings, and a white tshirt (plus a blue hoodie), I went to school. Once I got there, I realized I hadn't peed that morning, and 12 hours without peeing really filled my bladder. So before going to class, I stopped at the girls restroom, took a stall, pulled down my leggings and underwear, sat down, and listened to the tinkling of my bladder's contents as it drained into the toilet below. After 20 seconds, my bladder was empty and I stopped peeing, wiped, pulled up my pants, flushed, washed my hands, and left. I got through my first and second classes with no problems, albeit my stomach made a few noises as my breakfast was digested, a sign of things to come. I sat down in my third class and pulled out my notes, but also felt some pressure, so I quietly farted, but the pressure kept slowly building. I ended up fidgeting a bit, but soon, I had the answer to my uncomfortableness; a newly formed poop sitting in my rectum! After a few extra minutes, I stopped fidgeting and holding it and decided to go poop. I went to the teacher and asked "can I go to the bathroom," and she said yes. I walked out of the classroom, down the hall, into the girls restroom. The 3 stalls were taken, so I waited. Two girls sounded like they were peeing, while the other had just sat down and was also peeing. Once the other girls had finished peeing, they wiped and flush, I took their spot and sat down with my cloths at my knees. I peed quickly (just a few seconds), the started on my poop. I heard grunting from my neighbor as my log came out. It was 12 inches long and 1.5 inches thick. My neighbor made some big poops, then they were done as well. I wiped, flushed, pulled up my pants, washed my hands, and went back to class, feeling relieved. Bye for now!Skylar the Pregnant Pooper
Fast Food + Pregnancy = Diarrhea
Hey All long time lurker and finally feeling comfortable enough to post. I've always loved the feeling of my stomach rumbling and knowing that I would need to get to a bathroom soon but as I got older it became more subdued and an occasional secret enjoyment. Now being 28 weeks pregnant with my husband and I first it has come back. My husband tends to eat very healthy and since being pregnant he's careful about what I eat and how it will affect the baby. Well lately the cravings have kicked in and the thought of something greasy makes me start to drool.
Last weekend he was out of town on a guys trip. I woke up that Saturday morning and decided to make myself a breakfast of pancakes eggs and bacon. Shortly after I started to feel that familiar feeling but knew I could wait. By lunch cravings were high and the McDonald's across the street was calling my name. I made my way over and ordered 2 Big Macs 2 fries and a milkshake because at this point I knew I was going to throw self control to the wind. I sat down at home and started to eat at a pace that even surprised me. A burger in one hand with fries in the other while washing it down with the milkshake between bites. I would take some pauses but that was just to release some gas but besides that lunch was inhaled. By the time I was done I was feeling pretty full bloated and gassy. Because I almost never eat this way my stomach was in knots and I realized I probably took this a bit too far.
At this point I knew a storm was brewing and our plumbing has been bad lately so my biggest fear was clogging our only toilet. I quickly got in the car and decided to drive the 15 minutes to the mall since I needed to buy a few things anyways. The 15 minute felt like hours as my body suddenly hated me for what I consumed. I squirmed and prayed that I made it and when I parked I was almost afraid to move. I got up slowly and walked as slowly as possible worried 1 bad step would be my downfall. Thankfully I parked by the food court and that I knew has a big bathroom. There are 8 stalls and each was full clearly others had the same thought as I had to my dismay and I was just thankful as I stepped in one was flushing and wiping. I was in almost a sweat at this point as the door opened. I tryed to politely go in behind without shoving her out the way. I could barely pull my panties down in time and as soon as I sat an eruption occurred that made me groan and make noises that shocked me at the wave that was escaping me. I felt bad for the others around me but at this point I was in my own world. It was pretty mushy/ chunky and as I flushed to make room another wave shot out. I sat there as every time I thought I was finishing up I would feel some pressure and grunt out more. After 20 minutes I was starting to feel relief and become more aware of my surroundings. Some girls came in and immediately started to complain about the smell. I was just thankful no one knew it was all because of me. I stayed in the bathroom for about 30 minutes total (after plenty of wiping) and afterwards I was feeling lighter and surprisingly hungry. After shopping decided to treat myself to mall Chinese food at home for dinner and had my round 2 battle with the bathroom that night although that time not nearly as bad. I had forgotten how good it feels though and how much I enjoy these moments so I'm looking forward to finding ways to do this more often.
Elphaba
MD Dan - I loved your story about your friend pooping, I bet she really needed to go
Avery - Your week of pooping posts have been a delight to read. I particularly liked in the second one where you talked about how the girl who had previously used that toilet must have felt after getting rid of all that poo.
Now onto Kristi's survey. These were great questions to answer
1. Your age/gender
I'm a 31 year old Transgirl
2. Scenario: You're in a one-person bathroom, pooping. You've just sat down and haven't started going yet. There's a knock on the door and someone asks "Are you almost done?" What do you do? Do you answer the person? Do you hurry up and push your poop out as fast as possible? Or do you take your time?
I would feel awkward answering the person but I would try and go as fast as possible. If it meant pooing a little bit to 'take the edge off' and leaving the rest until I found another toilet then so be it
3. You're camping. And you've gotta take a dump. You have two options: One is to use a bathroom that is absolutely filthy. We're talking smelly, messy, filthy seat, filthy everything. Three other option is to walk a short distance and poop outside. You will have complete privacy, and you have toilet paper with you.
I would poo outside, 100%
4. You're in a new relationship with a guy/girl who you really like. You're at that person's house for the very first time. And that dinner has moved its way through you. Do you (a) hold it until you leave, (b) go poop, but be very discreet and try to hurry, or (c) tell the person exactly what you need to do and go do it?
I would want to be open and tell her that I need to go and poo, but in reality, I would probably more likely either hold it or go discreetly
5. When you're taking a crap, do you try to get your business done as quickly as possible, or do you like to take some time? Or does it vary?
Unless I'm in a rush I take my time and this includes pooing in public toilets
6. You just went poop in a public restroom. You wipe and go to flush... and the toilet doesn't flush. Your load is sitting there for all to see, and there is someone waiting for the stall. Do you tell them the flusher doesn't work, or do you just leave?
I would close the lid (hoping that there is indeed a lid) and then tell the person that the flusher isn't workingkatie
Hi my name is Katie and I have a friend you had had a lot of accidents so I figured I would share some of hers and some others that I know about. The first one I remember her having was when we were 13 years old. She was over at my house for a sleepover and we were just hanging out, talking and laughing. After it started to get late we got ready for bed. She was wearing a t shirt and light blue pj pants. After that we went to bed. When I woke up she wasn't in the room so I went looking for her. She was in the bathroom. When she didn't come out for awhile I went and asked her if she was okay. She said she had an issue. When I asked what was wrong she opened the bathroom door and I saw that there was a large dark patch on her PJs. She said that when she woke up she felt damp, but by the time she realized she was peeing it was to late to stop it and she had completely wizzed her PJs and the blanket she was sleeping on. We had to tell my mom about her accident and she was embarrassed. My mom got her a change of clothes and I promised I wouldn't tell anyone. That's the story of the first of her accidents I remember. Her name is Sam by the way and I will post other stories in the future.