Jon
A Wet Holiday
Thinking back to accident stories by far my most memorable was on a holiday when I was 14. My parents struggled to get time off for part of the summer so I went on a camping trip with my next door neighbour Emma and her daughter Sarah and son Brinley who were a couple of years either side of me in age,
Most of the trip was pretty uneventful, coming from the west of the UK we drove across to the ferry at Dover and then went down to a campsite in the north of France close to Mont St Michele for a week. So far so uneventful, taking the same route we'd not been on the road back from Dover to the west country for long when I really started to need to pee. Took me awhile to get over the embarrassment of asking for a stop but I finally did on the M25 services, to make it worse nobody else even got out of the car.
Got back in the car thinking the worst was over but within 10 mins I started to feel my bladder filling again and pretty quickly after that desperation was setting in, never had to pee again so fast after going once. When I realised I couldn't make it home I made up my mind I'd ask for a stop at Reading services on the M4 which was about half an hour away so as to cut down on the embarrassment a little rather than ask for a stop in Brickell which we were just going though.
My plan hit a snag as we joined the M4 and the traffic was bad and I quickly started to realise I'd made a mistake. I was on the back seat with Brinley on the other side with a small bag of luggage between us and remember I was wearing light blue shorts, a kind of cotton jogging bottom material. Luckily he was looking at the window rather than across as me squirming in my seat but going at about 10 MPH we were still along way from the services and I was getting truly desperate.
I was about to consider even asking just to stop on the hard shoulder when suddenly I felt an overwhelming urge to pee and before I knew it I'd let out a shot of pee into my underwear forming a little wet spot on my crotch. I remember being in so much shock/embarrassment I didn't know what to do and within a few seconds the feeling came back and the wet stop became a wet patch. Felt like ages after that trapped in a desperate situation too embarrassed to admit it was happening but probably less than a minute or two. Then the feeling rose again but this time much worse and before I knew it I was involuntary peeing full force
saw the wet patch get very wet and then quickly could feel warmth across my bum then could see between my legs a big yellow pool form.
Really didn't know what the hell to do but within a few mins Brinley finally stopped looking at the window saw what had happened and blurted out "Mom Jon's wet himself!". I remember Emma at first didn't believe him(we tended to tease each other alot) but Sarah looked round from the front and confirm something like "OMG Mom he has!". Cue Emma asking why I didnt tell her to stop then finally stopping at Reading services and being led to the toilets on a walk of shame with a change of clothes.
To be fair Emma was pretty good about it after the initial situation, especially considering I'd left a massive pee stain on her seat, tried to cut down the teasing on the way home as I sat on a towel but it still tended to come up in teasing for years afterwards from Brinley, basically asking if I was wearing pampers if we did a car trip and the like.
Chakamami (Hisae, Kazumi, Maho, Mina)
Dear Jessica
We are happy you enjoyed your trip to Japan! Lots of food especially seafood (we also love) and lots of happy defecate in beautiful toilets.
We are proud of Japan's toilets. Yes, often they are very clean, but not always, so you were lucky perhaps. However, it is true that in shops, people like to keep shop loo clean, so we often see cleaner spray water all over floor. Wet toilet room is not fun so much! but clean is better than dirty.
We think it is true that Japanese women are not poop-shy so much. We are not poop-shy. We have no feeling about strange woman who defecate in loo next to us. We only think, it is healthy to defecate so we hope she defecate lots. And usually she defecate lots. Some women push out huge volume high speed in very short time, other women stay very long time and some of them defecate again and again and again while they are sitting there long long time. We four are that second type though Hisae was quicker before. Also there are many o-nara (it is farts). We four give o-nara much more than when we were more younger. We don't know reason.
Kazumi and Hisae say, when they were college, they often went college loo to defecate. Kazu hate to defecate at home so she defecated in college loo every day, she sat there 10 or 20 minutes and she said, women student next door both sides also busy to defecate, every day she heard two or three women fart and then produce mierda, horrendous fragrance was normal thing in college loo. She also was not poop-shy and because her appetite was huge, she defecated enormous, had to flush many times but nobody said, why you are doing so much mierda? Because it was normal things and nobody care. By the way, in loo in Japan we often need sharp ears to hear mierda land in loo water. We four are lucky, we have very sharp ears.
We are not sure about man. Man uses different loo for urinate and defecate so perhaps their feeling is different.
Few days ago Kazu surprise us, she needed loo in evening after dinner, so we went with her to beige loo. After about five noisy o-nara she produce large log, one two three four. All of them long is about 20 cm and wide is about 4 cm.
Then she did deep breath, and domed out her beautiful bottom, and next mierda came out, but this time didn't stop. It was a mushy and she shxtted (thank you Anna for interesting spell) maybe 30 seconds nonstop, burururururururururururururururu, and then loo was full and we couldn't see water at all! "Kazu maybe we can't flush this, but stand and we try." Actually we were success but it was three flushes. After three flushes, still small pieces of brown in loo but Kazu said, "I must sit down and shxt more" so we allowed. Next burururururururu was about half size of before one, and after that she sat there 10 more minutes to produce little pieces, we all do that.
"Kazu that was wonderful. How you feel?"
"I feel good but it is sad that I am empty now."
"Soon you will do such huge one again! You don't worry Kazu."
"Kazu you are most beautiful woman in whole world."
Three crushes cried tears because we were moved so much her happy face while she shxtting.
Jessica you are right about Japanese woman's defecate is very huge, like you and we said before. We snd you a lots of hugs. And also lots of hugs to Jenny. You hug everyone except us but it's OK, we hug you anyway.
And lots of hugs to Thunder, we hope you are OK, and lots of hugs to Anna and Catherine and Robtoria and and and and... all other people this site.
A lots of love
from ChakamamiThunder
Reply Jessica
I always wanted to go to Japan but due to my medical condition flying is certainly possible but very difficult.
Glad you experienced a bidet...I love, love, love mine.
I am about to try and get a portable bidet for when I am out or away. A therapist used one on me once and it was effective.
The trouble being a male is how do I carry it around discretely?
Next thing is I often use unisex toilets and women in them rarely poop...I wish they would just sit and let go.
I am most clearly not poop shy in public.
Thunder
To Andy
Great story how old was your cousin, any more stories?stephen.p
keeping regular
This morning I was woken by the alarm clock at 06;30 had a wee in the bedroom pottie,went downstairs washed ,made tea etc.I went to the car on the drive opened boot and unloaded the contents in the BRANN Q TOILET BUCKET so as to wash the car
Suddenly I needed to poop, immediately clipped seat on to bucket and placed it on the ground ,dropped my jogging bottoms and pants ,sat down .
my bowels opened immediately then I had a wee with a very powerful flow then pooped again.I have just had a very good shit,satisfied business complete reached forward and tore off seven sheets of paper from the cushelle toilet roll and wiped then dressed
I have only pooped in this toilet fifty times as it is great for an emergency and not very comfortable for regular use.I emptied the bucket in the outside drain then took it in house ,poured some car shampoo into it topped up with hot water then added water from water butt and washed the car when everything was dry put everything into bucket and closed the boot
To Sarah
Sarah I saw your story about u having a bowel movement at the store. I hope your poop came out smoothly. I don't push or grunt when I poop either I just relax & let my poop come out on its own. I have a good poop yesterday I really stunk up the bathroom too lol I'd love to hear from u my name is Austin by the way!STEPHEN.P
KEEPING REGULAR
Last week tidying the garage I moved the THETFORD 66 pottie to a new position and have been using this every morning for a NUMBER TOO .
Yesterday I sat on the pottie unable to poop just a wee tried a few times during the day no poop.This morning woke at 5am had a wee in the THETFORD ELEGANCE in bedroom carried the DUVET down to the campervan came back in house filled kettle put tea bags and milk into mugs ,went back to bathroom collected laundry took to van.I collected the THETFORD 245 from hallway put it in van , the kettle now boiled made and drank tea .
I drove five miles to the laundry parked in a nearby street ,took the duvet to the washing m/c put in powder and money then collected the other laundry put into another m/c with money and powder . I walked back to the van took off my jogging bottoms and pants rinsed the pottie put paper towel on back of bowl ,sat down.
One minute later had a wee the pushed and pooped ,I raised myself up I had just passed five perfect stools 35 mm diameter and 100 mm long ,I sat back down as I had more to do .as I pulled the slide my bowels opened again my body doing all the work.I had now been on the pottie twelve minutes and tim to wipe. I reached forward tore three sheets fron the ELSAN BLUE TOILET ROLL located on the door wiped then tore another three sheets ,wiped tore another two .
Another really good NUMBER TOO.I dressed went back to the laundry collected the washing the drove home .took the Duvet from the van hung on line then took the other washing and hung on the line .I sat on the pottie again had a wee then tried to poop nothing happened ,took pottie to drain I guess it was a two day poop weighing seven pounds .
Saturday, July 27, 2024
Andy
The time one of my cousins pooped his pants
Writing my last post reminded me of another story.
One summer I was at my cousin's house when we were kids, and we were playing Mortal Kombat (video game). We'd been playing for at least an hour, and I noticed him getting more and more fidgety, and he started to play poorly, which was rare for him. Finally we end the round, and he yells "I have to poop!" and takes off running for the bathroom. I waited and waited for him to come back, like 20 minutes, then I got up to go investigate, thinking maybe he'd finished, but just hadn't come directly back to the living room.
I got to the bathroom to find the door closed, so I knocked and yelled at him to hurry up so we could get back to playing.After a few seconds he opened the door and asked me to come in, so I did. As soon as I entered, I saw several small plops of soft yellowish poo on the tile floor leading to the toilet. On the floor beside the toilet was his pants, and then next to them his underwear that was full of soft pooh. There was smears of it on the toilet seat where he'd obviously sat down, and pile of mush in the bowl where he'd done even more. He also had streaks of pooh all over his butt and down his legs.
He asked me to help him clean up, but I didn't want anything to do with it, so I told him I would go get his mom. He yelled that he didn't want her to know, but I refused to help him and ran out the door and told his mom anyway. She got mad at him for waiting too long to go and helped him clean up before she made him shower. I guess that wasn't the first time he'd been playing video games and pooped his pants.Anna from Astoria
Shopping and Sh*tting
Jenny - You question about shopping for new underwear with dirty underwear. One time I was trying underwear at a Nordstrom's, then when I tried on a white thong, I realized the underwear I wore in there (light blue bikinis) had a skid mark. I ended up buying the lacy thong out of guilt. It did look good on me, but it was pricer than I would have liked and was not very comfortable. I was having heard palpitations getting up to pay for them, so worried about the cashier seeing my skid mark in a brand-new undies. I avoided two male cashiers and at least found a female register. I was blushing and tried not to make eye contact with her. She my rang me up and whispered" It's ok, it happened to me last week." I thanked her with a breath of relief and left the store to head home and shower. I think I was texting when I was pooping at the mall before I tried underwear and got distracted from putting in extra wipes with the 1pl toilet paper
Justin-I actually have to poop EVERYTIME I go into a Marshalls! I admit after the above incident, I held it in as I was afraid to poop in public for a month, so I ended up crop dusting all over the store when I thought I was alone. I noticed a college age guy check out my rear after I farted, and I walked away when I noticed his face grimaced.Jenny
Hugs all around the forum
Hello all.
I have been off from work a few days. Got some good workouts, amazing food and time with family friends. I had an amazing time with my husband last night which I cannot go into ;)
I am experiencing a lot of spiritual and physically bliss right now… literally … I'm on the toilet now and my poop is feeling soooooo good! So I wanted to give hugs to everyone on the forum right now , with my panties around my ankles and dirty butt… I'm so vulnerable and graceful!
Becky- Big Hugs from me to you! I'm sorry about your suffering. Please do not be judgmental about yourself and your bodily needs. Your body is always evolving and needs what it needs, and you will find a solution. There is nothing wrong with professional help as well. But peeing every hour is not uncommon especially if you are hydrating. , but check with a health care provider if you are having other uncomfortable symptoms. Try not to compare too much to others and focus on your own health. Keep us posted Extra hugs, good vibes and prayer for you
Catherine- I agree with you! I'm pooping next to you in spirit and imagining we are giggling exchanging plops, farts and crackles. It feels so good coming! sorry about the smell though! Maybe you can teach me to wipe myself properly!! haha
Jaycie-Big Hug! hope you are feeling better. Glad you have some nice people in the office to help. Don't feel too embarassed.. Like I mentioned in a previous post, all humans will poop themselves under the certain circumstances and thresholds. It's harder to reach those thresholds in the middle of our lives, but they do get reached !!
Annie-Big Hug to you too! sorry about the constipation
Princess Toadstool Peach-Hugfor your cute posts and your name! Do you like super mario games?
Robtoria- Hugs to both Victoria and Robin! Feel better soon V! Thanks for taking care of our Victoria, Robin
-So grateful in SeattleThunder
Toilet Therapist & Becky's Bladder
Yesterday I visited my therapist. I went there for her to help me with my BMs but it has developed that my therapist finds my assistance helps her with hers.
Anyway she sat me on the toilet and rubbed my lower back and gave me encouraging words and I had a large easy BM but was exhausted after so I sat there whilst she massaged my shoulders. The therapist wears a face mask and gloves....personal protection. Upon me finishing she wiped me but instead of throwing the tp in toilet like everybody else does it is thrown into a bucket next to the toilet. I looked and saw I was not the only person of late to have had a BM. Apparently there are problems with the sewer pipes and I am surprised it has not been fixed! Anyway she decided to swap places. It takes a few minutes for her to produce anything despite quite a bit of effort and then plop , plop, plop....her stools are always very hard and small....anyway she had a reasonable evacuation...I wiped her and that was it.
Now Becky I suggest you see your doctor. I have a very active bladder and can do a wee more often that every two hours. When you wee do you take your time and relax on the pot....try a brief meditation or just relax on every breath and make your body feel like a "rag doll." Also when you have a pee go in to the toilet with the approach of spending a few minutes....but see your doctor!
Thundersarah
long gassy dump and bonus pee
been awhile. today i was driving fares around like normal. it hit a slow period so i decided to turn the app off and go take a slow shit. i stopped at a store and found the bathroom. it was 4 stalls with someone peeing in the last stall. i took the second stall. i sat on the toilet. my piss was slow to start. when started it was a steady yellow stream. the other girl finished peeing flushed and left. i was now alone. i let out some quiet farts as my poo moved into place. i relaxed. someone came in and took the last stall again. she started covering the seat in paper. my poo was slowly moving. some more gas came out. quiet but loud enough to be heard. the other girl finished covering the seat and sat down. she did a strong loud pee. my poo started to come out. a thin log slowly slid out and plopped in the toilet. i sighed and did a loud fart. the other lady kept shifting on her paper seat. i felt more in me. i relaxed. i started to hear grunting coming from the other stall. i then heard slow crackling with the grunting. after a few moments i heard 2 splashes. she started wiping. my next log started coming out. it was a long thin log. a lot of gas came out with it. i still felt more in me. i started pushing. nothing. the other woman finished and flushed. as she washed her hands i pushed some more poo out. she left. i was done. i started wiping. there was a chunk of shit on my anus. i picked it off with the toilet paper. i finished wiping. i flushed and it left a small skid in the bowl. i timed myself. i was in the bathroom for 9 minutes.
earlier this week i went on a hike with some friends. i forgot my water and got dehydrated. when we were done i stopped at the toilets to take a piss. my pee was a shade of very dark yellow. it smelled really strong. after my pee i farted once and was done.Jessica
Trip to Japan
Hi everyone! It's been a while since my last post, but I recently just came back from a trip to Japan. The trip was so enjoyable, I ate lots of amazing food but what I loved most of all was the toilets. The warm toilet seats with bidets were life changing. I could not believe they even have them in all there public bathrooms. I ate a lot of food on the trip, especially seafood, which makes me poop a lot. I usually poop once every two days but on the trip k found myself having to poop everyday. Unlike back at home, I really enjoyed pooping in public. Not only were the toilets very clean but I found that Japanese women are not afraid to poop in public. Back at home I would rarely hear women pooping but in Japan I often heard farts coming from stalls. The most memorable poop happened while I was shopping at a mall. I felt a strong urge to poop in the middle of the day and headed straight to the washroom. There were about 6 stalls, 3 of which were occupied. I took the middle stall in between two people and sat on the heated seat. As I sat down I heard my neighbour let out a wet fart followed by lots of loose stool. A few seconds later I did the same as I was constantly having loose poop due to all the seafood I was eating. I'm not sure if others are the same but whenever I eat seafood I have soft mushy poop with lots of gas. I thought this was probably why I found that most Japanese women I heard pooping also had loose and gassy stool as seafood is a huge part of their diet. Anywho, as me and my neighbour were going back and forth letting out farts, another women two stalls down from me also let out a loud echoing fart. For the next ten minutes all three of us were farting and pooping very loudly. It was such an enjoyable moment knowing that none of us were embarrassed by this. I finally finished after about 15 minutes and used the bidet clean my butt. After having done such a messy poop using he bidet to clean myself was so relieving. Back home I definitely would've found skid marks in my undies but in Japan that was never an issue. I pooped many other times and heard many women as well. I loved the trip and would definitely go back. I hope I won't be poop shy in public now that I'm back home.Bianca
Noisy Poop
Hello! I did a noisy poop after lunch today. It started out quiet, but became gassy. The poop was faster at this point, too. Strangely, I hear voices over parts of one of the piano tracks on my sound machine. Rather than be spooked by the improper filtering of the audio, I think of those voices as ones belonging to happy toilet users. Anyway, after pooping, I only farted when I thought I needed to go poop again later. Bye
Princess Toadstool Peach
Natural Woods Hiking, Natural Toilet and Natural Defecating!
Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and today I am going on a nice long nature hike through the woods and back again all on my own. The woods looks so beautiful this time of year! I love the smell of nature and all its wonders. (GRUMBLE!!) Uh oh looks like nature is calling once again. I really have to go do a big dump in the woods. Good thing I brought my own custom toilet porta potty in my hiking bag. I get it out along with a newspaper and a roll of toilet paper just need a special tent so no one will see me release my waste. There we go. Now I can finally get down to business I walk over to the custom toilet porta potty, then I lift the lid, close up the tent, lift my dress up, pull my panties down to my ankles, give my bottom a little wiggle then sit down on the custom toilet porta potty as I sat I read the newspaper and then I started urinating loudly. Then I begin to push my bowels out, already there is a huge smell as I begin to go poo crawling out of my bottom poo hole like a snake does when it is about to bite you on the… (PLUNK!!!) AHHHHHHHHH yeah that's the ticket! I feel so satisfied after I pooed AKA pinching my loaf getting all that brownloads out of there in no time flat. 5 inches thick, long, lumpy and brown just how I always do them. Once I finished pooing I wipe my bottom and vagina nice and clean and…(WOOSH) Oops my tent blown away. Hope no one sees me in this pose or else I am screw…(???: Hey Mummy what's that lady doing? Is she going stinky? ???: Hush daughter it is not polite to stare.) Well that was awkward. Unmmmm bye bye now! (GULP!!)
Chakamami (Hisae, Kazumi, Maho, Mina)
Some thank you
Thank you Princess Toadstool Peach for explaining BFF. We four have each three BFF!!
Thank you Robyn for being kind to Victoria when she had unpleasant motion. You are very good wife to her!
Love to everyone.
From Chakamami FamilyAvery
Pooping out restaurant food
I'm gonna try writing shorter stories, especially for more normal poops.
In my last story I ate at a restaurant. The food was really good and super filling. My stomach was full ever after I pooped. I had a small food baby, but it went away after my stomach digested everything and the digested food sludge was moved into my intestines. I knew from the moment I stepped out of that restaurant, and felt my fully loaded stomach gurgling in my abdomen, that I'd be turning that food into quite a big poop. And I was write!
I felt the urge to poop shortly after lunchtime today. I also was starting to need to pee. My urge to poop was growing fast, so I decided to go to the bathroom. I went to the bathroom by our kitchen (the same one that has received so many of the other giant poops I've posted about). Then, I pulled down my shorts and panties, and sat down on the toilet. I started peeing a nice steady stream that hissed into the toilet. It felt good to drain my bladder. The pee flowed out my urethra and into the toilet bowl below. After 45 seconds, I had drained my bladder and stopped peeing.
With peeing done, it's pooping time! I leaned forward and push. All that healthy food created a very healthy, albeit large, poop. A 2 inch wide soft log immediately began leaving my butthole. It made so much crackling, but it just came out. All the poop I made was just easily coming out my butt. I was amazed. My rectum had become a soft serve nice cream dispenser. After 60 seconds of pooping, my turd fell off with a "splat". I was so relieved. I just laid back, rubbed my stomach, and sighed in relief. It felt so good to have that waste out. I tried pushing, but just farted (trapped air behind my poop). I was all pooped out, which is exactly how I love to feel after pooping.
So I decided to wiped my (quite dirty) butt. This was a very soft poop, and I had to wipe 12 times before my butt was clean. Then I pulled up my panties and shorts and looked at my creation. It was a beautiful poop. It was a fat smooth turd. Think of the cardboard at the end of a roll of kitchen towel. Then make it really long and stretch it from the toilet's drain to the front porcelain. I couldn't even see all of it because some of it was hidden down the drain! But it was a beautiful log of poop. A perfect shit. And I had produced it. I took a photo of it, feeling an unusual sense of pride, then said goodby to all that digested food as I flushed the toilet. It broke in half, briefly revealing some fibers of undigested food, before getting sucked down the toilet.
And that was my beautiful perfect restaurant food dump. Also I'm writing this on the toilet! But not for a poop (that comes later today). I just woke up and my bladder was really full. So I've got my sweatpants and panties at my feet, and I was peeing a lot while I was writing this.
Bye for now!Annie
Really low water level after poop
Got up this morning, went to the washroom, brushed my teeth and went upstairs for breakfast. Microwaved and ate a sub sandwich from a grocery store (it had cheese on it), ate that, an apple and small orange. I had to call my caregiver since there was no medication on the table (they come in one of those blister packs from the drug store). At 9 AM I took them, took my stuff and went downstairs to my room. A few minutes ago I got the urge to poop so I finished the water from my water jar, went to the washroom, turned on the light and closed the door.
Walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down (black sweatpants and black boy shorts underwear though I'm not on my period anymore) and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out quite a bit of poop. It felt thick and came out slowly. Finally I was done and I stood up and turned to look. It was mostly in the hole and part of it came out of the hole. Flushed and it went down though the water level was and is really low. Flushed again afterwards to make sure it wasn't clogged. As far as I know it isn't. Washed my hands, picked up my water jar (I brought that with me), pulled my pants and underwear up, washed my hands, turned off the light, went to my room to dry them on the towel (remember here you're supposed to leave things like towels, toothbrush and toothpaste, etc in your room unless you're using it to prevent others from using them) and went upstairs to call my caregiver to let her know that the water level was low. She didn't yell at me but she lectured me and asked me not to call her again (she sleeps during the day and stays up all night). I went back downstairs, refilled my water jar (will microwave it closer to lunch) and now writing this. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy, hydrated and happy.
Happy peeing and pooping!
Annie
Thunder
Massage Therapist
In addition to my pooping therapist that I visit occasionally I go to a massage therapist weekly for a normal massage.
As part of the process I get a colon massage and I think it helps a bit as far as keeping those bowels moving.
Has anyone else adopted this course?
Annie
Blocked the toilet not long ago and someone is fixing it
It sounds like my poop a while ago blocked the toilet since someone is in the washroom plunging the toilet like crazy and filling the toilet with water (eek! Oops. I didn't mean to. I don't block the toilet that often). Needless to say I feel embarrassed though I appreciate what the person is doing. I will drink lots of water, do stretches and exercises in my room (caregiver won't take me out in case of a seizure) and continue to eat healthy.
Annie
Second poop today
About 10 minutes ago I got the urge to poop again. My caregiver knew I was upstairs (she had me eat a couple of crackers, showed me dinner on the table and asked me to jiggle the flusher on the downstairs toilet. I'm not sure why. The water level is low but there's nothing wrong with the flusher). Went to the washroom upstairs after that talk, turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed only a little then pushed out a good amount of solid poop. Once I was done I reached into the Walmart bag, grabbed the toilet paper, grabbed a small amount (she told me that with her toilet you can't use a lot of toilet paper), put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor, rolled up my sleeves and started wiping. First I wiped my vagina then I stood up and wiped my butt really well until there were no marks on the toilet paper. Turned around, put the toilet paper into the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear up and looked in the toilet. It was a fairly big solid poop taking up quite a bit of the toilet bowl. Not sure how long it was in feet or inches. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Went to the sink, washed my hands well, dried my hands on the towel, left the washroom and turned off the light. I was holding my Walmart bag while my caregiver and I talked. I also politely told her that I would eat the meal on the table for dinner since I was full (she intended it for now but I had a sub sandwich for lunch that she had bought me from a grocery store). Second good poop today. I went downstairs, flushed the toilet and jiggled the flusher and went upstairs to tell her that the toilet was fine. Whew. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.
Happy peeing and pooping!
Annie
PS Lena did you manage to poop yet? I hope you were able to do a good one.
LC
Radu Survey Replies
Hi Radu,
I think I answered one of your surveys before but i see that you posted a couple more. Here are my answers:
Survey #1:
1. How often do you clog the toilet with your poop?
Usually a couple to a few times per week, depends on a number of factors.
2. Have you ever clogged a friend's or family member's toilet with poop?
Yes to both.
As it may be of interest to you, I am not the only big pooper in my family. Like others have relayed on here before, it seems both my sister and I inherited the trait from my mom. The first clogged toilets I saw were from my mom, as a young boy. She didn't go every day but I don't think she struggled with constipation. It was usually a couple big, girthy logs and then smaller bits and chunks, also accompanied by a strong, eggy smell with such power that it often stunk out the bathroom, regardless of size. I recall one particular instance where she had taken an especially large movement and had maybe forgotten to dispatch of it at the time. My dad came home from work later and was in shock at its size. I also recall some instances where my sister reported that she had been out in public with my mom. They had gone to the bathroom somewhere together, at the mall or the airport, at a restaurant, and mom had taken a large movement that clogged the toilet there. My sister would also add the detail about how strong the smell was and any potential reaction from other women. Lol.
It became apparent that my sister and I inherited this trait as we grew and our mom was always very loving to teach us how to unclog the toilet. Later, my sister and I shared the same bathroom in adolescent / teenage years and so it was not so uncommon to know that either she or I had clogged the toilet. We didn't see each other's poo often but could hear the plunger, or see and smell the aftermath, if you know what I mean.
3. Have you ever had someone discover that you clogged your toilet? What was his and your reaction to this?
Yes, definitely. Sometimes you just have to fess up to it, if it's at someone else's place and you need a plunger, or to warn someone to not use that stall. Other times, like in a public bathroom, it can be an accidentally discovery. Some people can have light-hearted reactions and other people can be angry or disgusted. The reaction really depends on the person. I recall being scolded by a friend's mom at one point when I was a young teenager after I clog their house toilet. Other times, people can be eager to see it once they know about it.
4. Have you ever clogged the toilet at work or school and someone found it out? What was the reaction of your friends/co-workers to this?
I may have mentioned before that I do have an issue around knowing my co-workers poop habits and them knowing mine. I have clogged the work toilet before and the building management company doesn't stock plungers in each stall or even each bathroom. I reported some encounters on this before.
I have had people at school find a clogged toilet caused by me as well, starting in middle school through university. Again, there isn't too much specific to say on this topic in a general sense other than reactions are varied. Let me know if you want any specific stories, I have a few notable ones.
5. Has anyone ever been impressed by the size of your poop? What was his reaction?
Yes, it seems there are people who enjoy such things, and I don't blame them. It can be a fun thing to laugh about and share.
Survey #2:
1. Do you like to compare your poop with other people's poop?
This is an interesting question. I don't have any friends with this exact interest, so I don't deliberately compare with anyone. However, I have pooped in the same toilet as other people out of necessity and I have seen plenty of poop in my life, so I have some sense of comparison.
There was also what seemed like prevailing medical guidance some years ago that people should poop once a day and it should be of certain dimensions and form, and if not, then it was some indicator about poor health. Anyway, this caused me to research my own productions relative to others so I got a good sense for comparison from there. It turns out there is a wide spectrum of health bowel productions.
2. Have you ever furtively compared your poop to someone else's? What I mean is that she didn't know you were comparing her/his poop to yours.
I can't recall offhand any of these occasions. I'd have to think more deeply about it.
3. Have you ever openly compared your poop with someone? What I mean is a situation where you talked to someone about your poop. You saw him/her and he/she saw your poop, or you had a pooping competition.
My sister and her friends had a pooping competition at one point, as I discovered via her hs yearbook notes from a friend. Apparently, she had two other friends endowed with the same talents and the other girls participating were somewhat in shock by the size of their poops. All three clogged the toilet during the competition, but one friend was the clear winner.
4. If you compare your poop to someone else's, do you enjoy it more when your poop is bigger, or do you prefer it when someone else's poop is bigger than yours?
I do admit it's fun to hear about or see other's big poops, but I can't say I look at it exactly this way.
5. Have you ever felt satisfied when you pooped bigger than someone else's?
Not really. I sometimes wish people could feel the satisfaction of a large and complete evacuation. :)
6. Have you ever felt humiliated/loser because someone pooped bigger than you?
I usually have some kind of vicarious satisfaction when I see, read, or hear about someone taking a huge poop. It's almost the same feeling as ASMR, if that makes sense.
7. Has anyone felt humiliated/losed because they pooped smaller than yours?
I've had people tell me they are jealous or ask what I eat.
8. Have you ever felt turned on by seeing someone else's poop that was much bigger than yours?
What an interesting question. There is a sense of kinship for me for other people who take big poos.
9. Have you compared your poop with that of someone of the opposite sex? What was the result?
I think you can refer to my above comments about my mom and sister as the main people of the opposite sex, and also my wife and a couple exes. I can 100% confirm that women also take very big dumps. I don't think sex / gender and size of the person play a huge role in determining the size of one's productions.
10. Did comparing your poop with someone else's or just looking at someone else's poop make you feel so strongly that you couldn't sleep or thought about it for a long time?
We all have memories of big poops, either our own or other peoples, so clearly they made some kind of deep impression.
6. Have you ever been proud of clogging a toilet?
Not distinctly by itself, but it definitely adds to the poo-phoria at times. Like, it can be this external confirmation that indeed, this is a big poo.
7. Is there anyone in the world whose toilet you would like to clog? Who?
I don't have anyone specifically in mind, but would be happy to try if someone wanted to do it for them.
Hope these were good answers!
LCKelly
Mutual Mega-Bladder Peeing
I'd like to continue with a story I wrote here awhile back about my high school friend Aileen and myself, even though it's about peeing and not pooping. I think exhibitionisistic and voyeuristic peeing goes on in womens restrooms far more than is reported. Read the following.
Immediately subsequent to our highly atypical meeting in our high school girl's gym restroom, she and I struck-up a volleyball team relationship. Although Aileen was a junior and I a sophomore, she began training with me more often over the next few weeks. One Friday morning before school started, she tapped me on the shoulder and inquired if I wanted to practice with her after school; I said sure. Right then my mind clicked remembering our unusual restroom encounter. In-addition by a strange quirk of fate, I hadn't taken my morning pee after getting-up. Even my shorter urinations were capable of rattling my mother enough that she would frequently bang on the bathroom door and tell me to hurry-up or I'd be late for school. It gave me a real phobia about my bladder.
But on that day somewhat counter-intuitively, I purposefully didn't relieve myself in a school restroom during lunch. Normally I was so paranoid about being heard peeing that I never went any longer than was necessary to void what I thought was a minimal amount. Even then I got astonished stares when emerging from a stall. Instead that Friday, perhaps because it was Aileen that I was meeting after class, I quaffed down water between classes and more at lunch. And I do have very healthy kidneys to go with my prodigious bladder capacity. Call it a psychic intuition.
As the bell rang at the conclusion of sixth period I put my books away in my locker and strolled toward the girls gym. Aileen met me halfway there and instantly whispered in my right ear "you don't mind if we go to the restroom first? I haven't had a chance to go all day." I, who was trying not to let on that my own bladder was filled-- and far more than on our initial meeting-- assured her that I had also not peed all day either. She stated straight at me and replied "oh thank god, otherwise I would be holding you up all afternoon waiting for me to finish. At least I'll have some company for awhile." Then a thought struck me like lightning. Aileen was really proud, even conceited about her magnificent bladder. Although she was chatty and light-hearted while voiding, inside she was actually getting-off displaying her endless peeing prowess.
After school the girls locker room was nearly vacant expect for a few girls changing to go in the pool. We entered the restroom area where Aileen and I took stalls alongside each other. As always I needed some encouragement to initiate my stream, but thanks to my friend starting-up like she had turned-on an internal faucet, my own urine stream began cascading loudly into the water below. We began peeing in unison sending reverberations off the concrete restroom walls. I remember we peed in silence for a long time before Aileen spoke through the metal divider. "I'm sure happy I met someone like you." Her words hung in the air as our twin streams continued to flow unabated. It took about five-seconds for the significance of her statement to sink in my mind. I replied with an innocent "why" although I think I knew the answer. "It's just that with my other friends I'm always trapped on the toilet peeing away long after all of them have taken their turns, finished and left." Her confession had the effect of sending an erotic throb to my bladder and strengthening my pee stream even more.
Fortunately I didn't have time to reply since two voices pierced the restroom air; two girls from the swim team. They went into adjacent stalls on the opposite side of the room while we peed on in silence. I nearly wanted to burst out laughing as they initiated their flows, one a start-stop pee'er while the other with just a slow stream. About twenty to thirty later the piddler finished, but courteously waited until her friend continued her intermittent, diminishing pee stream for about another thirty seconds. Through the divider Aileen whispered "see what I mean?" After a mere minute total,the two swim team girls emerged from their stalls after completing their pathetic pees and headed over to a nearby sink area where they loitered talking and brushing their hair after washing their hands.
Subconsciously I just knew what was coming next. I stuck my head close to the metal divider and said "please-please you two, leave." Aileen giggled and replied back "don't worry about it, just keep going." Unfortunately those swim team girls quickly became more interested in what was occurring in our two restroom stalls than any conversation about swim competition. They stood silently at the sink area, listening to our sounds of urine flowing incessantly into the toilet. Suddenly Aileen audibly inquired "Kelly do you want to practice volleyball...if there's still enough time after we're done here?" I swear I was so stunned by that remark I didn't know what to say, but it didn't matter for extrovert Aileen. She continued casually in a slightly louder tone of voice. "Don't worry about it if there isn't enough time. Knowing you, you probably have a lot more to go and I could probably still fill a sink." And with that we heard incredulous squeals and utterances of disbelief like "I can't take it anymore! This is too unreal" as our peeing voyeurs ran out of the restroom.
If there was a memorable conclusion to that second mutual pee it had to have been that I out-peed Aileen, and by a somewhat healthy margin. After taking her own pee for the record book, she finally thinned out to a series of spurts and stops while my stream still flowed, albeit slower. But not satisfied to sit and listen or head for the sink area, overtly friendly Aileen flushed and came a' knocking on my stall. By that time I was way past being modest. I unlatched the stall door as-if I were the peeing queen herself and smiled at Aileen, dressed and bladder drained. She stood at the entrance making animated conversation, becoming increasingly and visibly emotional as my pee flow continued. Eventually it diminished to a very prolonged series of starts and stops. After what had to have been an additional couple of minutes of piddling I reached for a tissue.
"Finally Kelly! Forget about the last time when I said you were just someone who could keep-up with me for awhile. Your bladder is just, just so enormous!!" I shrugged nonchalantly and said, "yeah, I'm sixteen and the freaky thing is I think it's still growing."
LC
Replies
Thanks to all for the great posts lately. Here are some replies:
@ Holder Dude - I don't know how you were able to hold it back for so long. Is that something you practiced or just a special talent?
@ Jaycie - Wow, what a crazy story. That food poisoning sounded awful and I also share your general embarrassment about having a big poo at work. Curious to hear if there was any follow up at work, hopefully none, as I think we've all been there before.
@ Catherine - Glad to see you sharing again with some regularity. I always enjoy your candor and enthusiasm on the topic. You made a comment about what's normal relative to documenting your movements. It seems to me that this is much more common than you might think. I actually do think it's pretty normal, especially as an indicator of health. I always thought it was somewhat different if a person didn't make some kind of note about their movements. Maybe those folks were conditioned to feel badly about pooping? In past eras before modern plumbing, I have to imagine this topic was much more front and center. Think about pooping in a chamber pot or outhouse? It's not going anywhere and it's not covered by water.
@ Kenna - Great story about the festival, are Kenzie and Josh related or did circumstances lead to constipation for both?
@ Jessica - I liked your last couple stories. I would be interested to read more if you have time to share. Have you had any more shared moments with the custodian?
@ Anna from Austria - I totally hear you on how annoying that must have been with the two women talking across the stalls. I used to work at a place that only had one stall and one urinal in the mens room for an office of what was probably 20 men. Men would queue to use the stall mid-morning or after lunch and it wouldn't be uncommon for them to have long chats while one pooped. I was a younger employee and was a bit taken a back. My bosses on more than one occasion wanted to chat about some assignment I had while pooping. One gentleman was particularly gassy and would talk between loud farts. I always tried to pee quickly and leave. Luckily, I usually go before work, so I wasn't ever trapped in the stall while someone waiting tried to talk to me.
LC