Blushing Mess
Unreal accident
I just have to share this somewhere because what I went through the other day is just unbelievable to me. I'm a pretty regular pooper, so it makes sense that when I started having bad cramps after not having pooped for 2 days I knew something was up. But it was really inconsistent. Like cramping, needing to poo for a little while, then it would subside. It was a pretty cold morning on campus, I was just wearing a hoodie and some of those tight workout sweatpants. I'm also pretty shy about pooping in public, and considering I only had one class in the morning I figured it would be fine just to wait until after the lecture, then to drive home and spend the rest of the day on homework. Hopefully I could use the toilet once home. But those inconsistent cramps came back in the middle of class. I honestly think the only reason I didn't poop my pants that very moment the cramp came back was because I was desperately pushing my butt against the seat to try and subtly hold myself.
Basically the class ended. I slowly packed up my laptop and notebooks as most of the other students were already on the way out. I was somewhat prematurely celebrating in my head since we'd gotten out of class a good 10 minutes early. Despite my body VERY sternly telling me I HAD to hold myself or face the consequences my bowels were threatening, I walked as normal as I could out of the room. The halls were luckily not that busy, because I got about 10 steps into the hallway when my feet planted themselves, legs bent a little, and I couldn't stop myself from letting a slight groan of desperation out. My face was burning red and I felt hot all over. It was an unreal feeling like I didn't have control over my own body. Just a mix of shame and relief washing over me as I felt the first log just erupting into my sweatpants. I felt a huge bulge tent out in the seat of my pants, like at least 10 seconds of consistently pushing out one huge log that coiled into my pants. That log of poo disconnected, and the split second I had before the rest of the load shot out of me, I slightly spread out my stance into a lower position and reach out to steady myself against the wall. I was fighting not to squat down and make every more of a display, as I was trying in that moment to stop pooping my pants like any self respecting college student in this situation would.
But Immediately the load kept coming. The rest of the load was much mushier. This is the part that just kinda shocked me as I already felt a huge firm mound settling in my panties, only for it to be buried in a semi solid mess that noisily came out with a weird crackling sound. That mush just packed the bottom of my panties and between my thighs. Again, I paused, already feeling like I took the biggest poop of my life right into my pants, but I leaned forward a slight amount, kinda on instinct I guess, and pushed. The same amount as before, same sound, this time loading my panties to the waistband. I'm not kidding when I say to the waistband either. I was in shock in that moment. I kinda wanted to cry but I think I was just so exhausted that all I could do was waddle-walk my way down the stair and towards the parking ramp. I got a few looks but luckily I don't think I recognized anyone I saw. Before I sat down in my car I put my backpack in the passenger's side seat and twisted around to feel up and see how bad it was. If you can imagine filling your panties with oatmeal, from just between your thighs, all the way up to the waistband, that's basically what it was.
I had to sit in that the whole way home… needless to say those panties and those sweatpants are long gone. I've thought about this every night and I'm nervous about going back to class tomorrow. God it felt good to finally let go after two days, but that feeling is just overshadowed by the crazy humiliation that came with it. I don't think I'll ever live it down if someone I knew saw me…
Annie
HUGE but soft thick poop shortly after breakfast
I got up this morning feeling super bloated and uncomfortable so I got up, put my feet into the flip flops near the bed, grabbed my Walmart bag, toilet paper off the table, grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste, grabbed my water jar, took my flip flops off at the door, opened the door, left my room, put the flip flops on out there, closed the door, went to the washroom, went pee first then brushed my teeth, put my toothbrush and toothpaste in my room, left my room, closed the door and walked upstairs for breakfast. No one was in the living room or dining room so I had peace and quiet. There was really soft rice, kind of like congee but in a little pile and cold and mashed potatoes with cucumbers and chili peppers. On the plate was also apple slices. I ate those first since I didn't want to microwave them and the coffee, mashed potatoes and runny but formed rice were cold. I microwaved the coffee for 50 seconds (it was a small cup and that cup gets really hot) and the food for the same amount of time. I carefully carried each thing to the table, sat down and enjoyed. There were 2 other coffee packages on top of my medications package. I wanted to call my caregiver to ask her about them but I knew she needed her sleep so I didn't. After breakfast I took my 9 AM medications, drank my water (which I microwaved downstairs. All of us have to do that), took that and my Walmart bag downstairs, quietly went to my room, took my flip flops off, went into my room, put those flip flops on and a short while ago I got the urge to poop. It felt like it was going to be soft. I grabbed my Walmart bag off the floor, grabbed my phone (habit), went to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked out of my room, put the flip flops on out there, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my sweatpants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Relaxed and peed a lot. Once I was done I pushed and a surprisingly soft but thick poop came out and seemed to keep coming. All I could think was holy shit. The last of it came out and laid in the toilet. It stunk but not terribly. I pushed back my sleeves (to avoid accidentally getting crap on my sleeves), took the toilet paper out of the Walmart bag, took some, put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor and started wiping. I wiped my vagina first then leaned forward to clean my butt really well. I wiped until there was nothing on the toilet paper. I don't want skidmarks or marks on my underwear. I put the toilet paper into the toilet when I was done. Stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a huge soft thick poop in the toilet! I don't know how many feet or inches it was but it was giant. Wow. I think that breakfast and coffee triggered that bathroom trip. Yay! I flushed the toilet and it went down. I flushed again to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands at the sink, turned off the tap, picked up my Walmart bag off the floor, walked to the door, opened it, turned off the light, walked to my room across from it, took the flip flops off outside my room, turned on the light, opened the door, walked into my room, put the flip flops on in here, dried my hands on the towels in here, walked to the bed, sat down, put the Walmart bag on the bed and have been writing this for the last while. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy, happy and is having a good weekend. It's a quiet Sunday here. Have a good day/night (wherever you are)
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Louise
Halloween Party Disaster
Louise here, gonna tell you all a story that happened Halloween night. I was at a Halloween party with my boyfriend, he went as a Victorian Dracula and I went as a Victorian Vampire girl. The party was at a park out in the middle of nowhere, not really a city park, but a gathering place in the forest that had a few amenities like toilets and running water. There was all sorts of baked goods and food and punch, which was alcoholic, I indulged in a bit of everything. I was wearing a reproduction Victorian dress, a corset, etc, the only thing that wasn't historically accurate about my outfit was that I was wearing high heel boots and thigh high socks instead of the traditional shoes and stockings, and a pair of black hip hugger panties. The story really doesn't pick up until about an hour thirty minutes after everyone had eaten, I was standing near a small pond with my boyfriend and his friends when suddenly I was overcome by a wave of nausea, my stomach quietly gurgled and started to cramp, I could feel my butthole start twitching. I knew in that moment that I had to poo, and I had to poo immediately. I looked up to my boyfriend, said that I was going to tinkle, and quickly walked off. As I walked my stomach gurgled and my need intensified, as soon as I was out of eyeshot I lifted up my dress a little and started jogging to the cinderblock toilet building. As I entered the ladies room I saw there were four stalls, the first one had no stall door and was occupied, a girl, a bit shorter than me, maybe 5ft was sitting there with her leggings and shorts around her ankles, she was blushing deeply and quietly groaning, clearly doing a poo. The second stall was out of order but it was clear that it had been used multiple times based on the pile in the bowl. The third stall was occupied and whoever was in there was grunting and whining in a very masculine voice, at first I thought it was a boy but then I looked down and saw the high heels and red panties around her ankles I realized it was one of the transgender girls, she was very clearly doing a big poo, I took the fourth stall, locking the door behind me, I maneuvered my dress into the stall, turning my back to the toilet I began to lift up my dress, I was hit with another wave of nausea and cramps causing me to gag a little, I let out a pretty sloppy fart, it didn't feel like a shart, it was just wet. I managed to get my panties down in record time, planting my butt on the pot. I groaned loudly, practically a scream as I exploded soft mushy poo into the toilet bowl. The first wave lasted five minutes and was a near constant gassy stream of mush. I was sweating and felt so unbelievably sick. I could hear the trans girl in the stall next door groaning and letting out more poo. After another five minutes of wet farts and sharts I got a text from my boyfriend asking if I was okay, I texted him back saying I was feeling horrible and couldn't stop pooping. As soon as I sent the text round two started, and I exploded again, another five minutes of pooing. I heard someone rush into the bathroom and plonk down in the second stall before exploding with diarrhea only to gag and throw up. I stayed on the pot for nearly two and a half hours before I finished, my rear was so sore. It took an entire roll of toilet paper to wipe, and when I got back out to my boyfriend, meeting him at his car, I saw that there were a ton of police cars, apparently someone thought it was funny to put horse laxatives in the punch, two or three people had already been taken to the hospital and the culprit had been arrested, but not before the boyfriend of one of the girls who had to go to the hospital physically beat the shit out of him. I laid down in the back of my boyfriend's car and we went home, stopping to let me poo at a gas station while he bought a case of water. Possibly the worst Halloween party ever.
Jessica W
Answering random survey
Q: How important is privacy when you need to poop?
A: Eh, I never close the door.
Q: Have you ever pooped in a public toilet with the toilet door open?
A: Multiple times during my school days
Q: Do you find the stink in a public toilet tiresome or merely inevitable?
A: Inevintable.
Q: Do you regularly count the turds in your average bowel movement? If so, how many turds are there?
A: About two.
Q: Do you produce floating or sinking turds?
A: About two.
Q: Do you regularly get skidmarks in your underclothes? (be honest)
A: Sometimes.
Q: Do you do a courtesy flush after the first few turds have fallen?
A: Never.
Q: Have you ever written graffiti on the doors of public toilets? If so were the graffiti texts or drawings?
A: No. I did lots of silly things in my teens, but not that.
Happy pooping,
Jessee
Tig
Small Accident
Hi, Tig back again, for the third time, had a small accident.
My name is actually Tiegan, but I prefer Tig. Its nice and short.
Since having a huge poop this morning before breakfast after taking laxatives yesterday, I have since visited the toilet three more times.
The first visit I did a tinkle and then splattered the bowl with a very large gust of wind.
It was certainly lucky I was sitting on my poor toilet, some days my toilet really cops it.
I was feeling very good by now and I cleaned the bowl for a second time today.
Second visit had a small tinkle and had a few more puffs of wind, more quietly this time.
Third visit had a tinkle and continued to sit.
Did a couple of small windy farts just a couple of small hissers, no longer wet. Okay all good.
A bit later I decided to go to the Supermarket as I needed a couple of things.
At the supermarket I needed to drop a fart, so I quietly sneaked one out.
All good, got away with it nicely. Good.
As I walked around the Supermarket I kept dropping small silent farts.
I reckon they probably smelled bad though, but they felt really good, my stomach now felt great.
I went through the checkout, all good and headed home.
The Supermarket is about 10 minutes walk from home.
On the way home I felt another fart coming up, but it was not coming out just kind of staying in.
So I pushed slightly and it was a fart alright and also promptly pooped myself. Oh boy just what I didn't want.
So I clenched my cheeks together and quickly got home, at least it wasn't too far to go now.
Once home I immediately headed for the toilet and took off my soiled underpants, Great, so I just soaked them in detergent, not really a big problem, could have worse.
For some reason my stomach had started rumbling again, so I sat down on the toilet and got comfortable.
It felt like I really needed to go, so I again I gently pushed and dropped several more very soft logs that kind of splattered into the bowl.
I flushed the toilet and continued to sit and dropped several small hissing farts.
At least I'm safe on the toilet, not worried about pooping your pants and nobody can hear me go.
Maybe I overdid the laxatives took much perhaps and that's the thing I find with laxatives, they can be unpredictable.
After a while I finished up on the toilet and all was normal for a while
Before I went to bed I actually felt quite good and I sat on the toilet to pee and see whatever else.
Not really any poop but I am still very gassy, loose little rude wind gusts still popping out, they make feel much happier.
Tomorrow I should be okay.
I hope I'm not going into too much detail here though.
The funny thing is I have never ever described being on my poor toilet like I have here. Nobody normally knows.
So I guess tomorrow I will describe what happens when I'm on the toilet.
Love from Tig
Jenny SIS
Catherine
- Hi SPAS SIS, I just had a very satisfying "Island" Poop where the poop piles up as high a few inches above the water. It smells more than average since I think the water dissipates some of the smell. OK I'm sooooo not saying you stink...except when you poop and fart of course. I imagine when you are not pooping or farting you smell very clean especially from the frequent handwashing and maybe some hand lotion! Catherine, I think if you poop and you are in too much of a hurry to wipe completely or your run out of toiler paperer you wipe 20 times and still get a skidmark...that's a Jenny!!! hahaha. Anyway , my poop was very satisfying. I was alone at home so I let myself moan and I got extra clean with my soft toilet paper and wet wipes! I feel so good and empowered with my clean butt! Epilogue I went to pee a couple hours later and my white bikini Calvin Kleins were spot less, even after my big poop! I said out loud " That was a Catherine Poop!"
Anna from Austria
- 4 women pooping in a public restroom is what I have noticed, though I could never 100% confirm if everyone was pooping. The outlier was sports, though this was a while ago so my memory is fuzzy. However, the experiences cumulatively were life changing for me in terms of embracing my bodily functions when I observed 3-5 girls on a soccer, basketball, and softball team opening pooping in a locker room. I would know not just from the smell but the conversation and commentary about pooping. I have seen at least one of the above teams in late high school and college talking in a cacophony about the feelings, smells and appearance of poop by very healthy attractive young women. One time there were two girls pooping with the stall open even though there were doors and once time a girl was pooping in a stall without the door with her shorts all the way down to her ankles, though she was leaned forward to push and maybe modesty ? Anna, I also like to poop before or early in my workouts as well. Usually spin classes and outdoor biking lead to some goofy looking skid marks if I am wearing light colored underwear because of my undies riding up my butt with the bike seat and all the sweat, friction and the limitations of dry toilet paper . I don't think I caught on until I was 35 that it was better to wear a cotton thong to minimize skid marks when I bike. The last time I wore full back panties when biked, I joked with my husband that my panties looked like a Rorschach test and I asked what he saw when I showed him my Soma panties post bike ride. The sweet guy said he saw "my fine @$$..." also sorry if that was too gross of an image for any of you.
Anybody else think biking leads to automatic skidmarks?
Robtoria
-I have no problem about your talking about my booty...and thank you for the nice comments! This forum is place for me to vulnerable so often you all hear my worst fears and insecurities, but especially the last 10 years or so, I am very confident and proud of my juicy bottom. In fact after years of reading here, I imagine myself, Victoria B., Catherine, Anna from Canada and probably others I have (apologetically) left out and forgotten all have healthy, round, feminine bottoms that may make men's head explode if they read about what our butts go through on a daily basis. (Robyn I don't remember you describing your body on this forum, but I am sure you are beautiful from that smart head to toe, including your booty in between. Victoria has posted some nice descriptions of her underwear and by association her bum in this forum if you want to look back maybe 8-10 years) I think by midway through the early 00's society was starting to embrace the bigger bums as much or more than the skinny 80's/90 Calvin Klein butts (with the exception of fellow Seattleite Sir Mix a Lot in the early 90's). Anyway, moving back from butts to toilet paper to poop, I'm generally happy with the Kirkland Costco toilet paper and I hope you both enjoy the wiping experience as well as the cost. I admit often if I use Costco toilet paper, I am pairing with wet wipes, but even when I don't, they are softer than the toilet paper at work and the gym. I don't specifically remember using Cottonelle toilet paper in its prime, but I am sure I have tried all types of toilet paper brands in a friend's bathroom. I am one of the most frugal of my friends and I vaguely remember talking to a group of less frugal friends about using brand names versus generic. Haha I actually remember one girl saying she like her brand name toilet paper to keep her panties clean and her roommate joking quipped " I saw your laundry...If you use brand name toilet paper, I hate to say how you would do with generic! "I had forgotten this conversation as we were a few glasses of wine in and were having quite the giggles about everything! Victoria and Robyn, let me know what you think the tp. I look forward to Robyn's work stall story!
Skidmarked from Columbia
-As posted above I happened to buy a supply of toilet paper from Costco at the beginning of the pandemic, which you have shopped at Costco is a large bulk supply, so I never ran out of toilet paper. Is started working from home more than ever with telehealth visits so I actually was only getting skidmarks once a week or less since most of my poops were at home as well. I like many women swap out my underwear every 3-4 years, although maybe since hitting 35 I make them last a little longer. I have thrown away two pairs of panties in grad school with my diarrhea accidents, but hey were old and cheaper panties. I sharted two years ago, but they were nicer panties (from Marshalls) and they were black so there was no stain after washing. I probably have at any time two pairs of panties that still have skidmark stains after several washings but that is usually the sign to rotate them out to me. I would have to say though most of my skidmarks are lines as I wipe thoroughly most of the time and rarely not wipe or knowingly "short wipe" myself. I too also wonder if I pass posters in real life, or even if there are "celebrities" posting in this forum. Maybe one of us posters regularly giver lectures at university and conferences about nursing despite how bad she types on forums ;)
Kerri
-Nice to meet you and hope you get a great concert and trip to Vegas! I am not a big Vegas girl, but when I do go, I have a great time despite not being a big drinker (anymore) or gambler! I do remember getting constipated the last two times I went to Vegas and having to push out some giant poops in nice Vegas hotels!
Norm
-Thank you for the positive vibes! I know social media can be toxic, but I think Instagram would be more accepting of my butt than 90's" beauty" magazines . My rear is healthy, but bigger than Rachel, Monica and Phoebe on friends
Wow lots of butt talks today. and mine just let out a loud but not fragrant fart as I type on my standing desk...I swear i just pooped in the last hour, but here I am farting again!
-Skidless in SeattleLena S.
Reply to Jenny
Hi Jenny,
Thank you for your reassuring words. It was so satisfying to let it all out. Thankfully I'd peed at one of the stores we went to before we came home and I didn't have to go that bad or else I think it would have been a bigger mess. I was able to wipe completely and just tied the bag up and tossed it in my outdoor garbage can. We both felt fine after, the greasy food from those chain restaurants usually always makes me gassy and cleans me out pretty good. I'm sorry you weren't feeling better after your diarrhea accident, but as you said, it really happens to everyone at some point. I'm sure I'll be back soon enough with another story, take care
LenaAmy
Happy Halloween
I am sitting on the toilet thinking about all the ???? chocolate tonight that is in people's ???? becoming less ???? getting prepared for it's trip through the intestines while in bed and early tomorrow. At some point tomorrow or the next day they will sit on the toilet their butt holes will open and the nice brown chocolate will come out still brown but poop flavored with maybe some nut remnants in it. All different sizes and consistencies. They can take one last look at the chocolate they ate on Halloween before flushing it down and they can also think of the candy they have left and how good it will taste and what it will look like in the toilet.
I wonder if tonight is the biggest night for candy being digested and if tomorrow is the biggest day for poop created from candy.
I am all done pooping my poop nice and solid by body did a great job digesting and getting it ready for the toilet. I think it might be from the roast beef sandwich I had last night and other candy I had.
Annie
Big poop after breakfast
Hi everyone. Have been having constipation lately so I have been eating healthy, drinking plenty of warm/hot water, etc. This morning I got up around 8:15 (my cell phone alarm wakes me up), I sat up, put my feet into my bedroom flip flops (I keep them next to my bed), grabbed my Walmart bag and toothbrush and toothpaste, went pee, brushed my teeth, put my toothbrush and toothpaste into my room afterwards and went upstairs for breakfast. All 3 of my meals were on the table to my surprise. Breakfast was covered up and there was a small cup of coffee. Was very happy to see that. I microwaved breakfast and my coffee, took it to the table and ate slowly (the utensils were already there on this small holder thing). It was ???? spicy dumplings with ground beef on top and there was an apple next to the plate. After breakfast I took my medications (the drug store gives me a blister pack with all my medications packaged. It's a week's worth of medications and the time of day to take it). I was very full but happy, thankful and satisfied. I grabbed my Walmart bag and water jar and went downstairs.
A few minutes ago I got a major urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, went to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, left my room, put on the flip flops out there, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned on the light, went in, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my black sweatpants and black underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a big solid poop. Wow. It felt a lot better getting it out, especially after being constipated. Finally the last of it came out and laid in the toilet. I pushed again to see if anything else needed out. Nope. Pushed back my sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag for the toilet paper, took some off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put the bag on the floor and got to work wiping. First I wiped my vagina then I leaned forward slightly and wiped my butt. Not a messy wipe but there was a little blood. Oops. Put the toilet paper into the toilet afterwards, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up, turned around to look in the toilet. Wow. A long thick solid poop was in the toilet. It was dark. Now to try to flush it. Flushed and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Went to the sink, washed my hands, turned off the tap (it's one of those taps that you have to push down), grabbed my Walmart bag off the floor, went to the door, opened it, turned off the light, walked to my room across from the washroom, took the flip flops off first outside the door, turned on the light, opened the door, went into my room, closed the door, put on the flip flops in here, dried my hands on the towel, had to fill my water jar and microwave it first, come back to my room and am now writing this. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy and had a good Halloween.
Happy pooping and peeing!
AnnieChakamami (Hisae, Kazumi, Maho, Mina)
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Hi Everyone. Are you very fine? In Japan very heavy rain now. So we can't go out. So Mina decide to tell you story of Friday of last week.
Because it was weekday, we didn't do our morning motion all together. Mina and Kazu sleeping in green flat that week, so we did our motion after breakfast in green flat while Maho and Chae doing in beige flat.
But we tell you Mina's motion only.
After Mina sits down and gives farts, Kazu stopped make-up. She came to beside of Mina. "I do make-up after Mina finish, there is plenty time."
PLOP. Plop. Plop. PLOP.
"Minappé, beautiful."
Buuuu. Plop. Splat.
"Stand up Minappé, I flush."
Mina stood up and Kazu flush. Mina sat down again.
Plop. Plop.
Buuuuu.
"Are you sure Kazu?"
"Of course sure! I want to be here! There is a lots of time."
It is true. Because we are very early bird, and on weekday our breakfast is simple (but very big). So we have lots time for our motion.
Buuuuu. Plop. Plop. SPLAT.
Kazu come close. "Minappé I want to kiss to you so much."
"Ii yo." (This is mean, "Okay, you can.")
Chuuuuuuuuuuuuu. Kiss Kiss Kiss.
Suddenly Mina turn away mouth and head. "Sorry Kazu but I can't defecate with kissing."
Plop. Splat.
Again Chuuuuuuuuu. Kiss kiss.
Splat. "I think this is last one, except little pieces."
"I stay here. Minappé, I love you."
Plip, plip, plip....
"Kazu, I feel funny."
"Minappé, you look funny.... Your face go red."
Buuuu. Buu... Bururururururururururururururururu!
"Wow Minappé!" Are you OK?
"Yes OK. I feel good now, and finish."
We look in loo.
"Minappé! Beautiful! I love you! I love you!"
But it is not beautiful. It is big brown mushy mess all over inside of loo. But Kazu took photo! Then Mina pinched Kazu's bottom. "OW."
While Mina washing her bottom with washlet, she try to remember phrase which she heard in Wales, about this mierda Kazu think beautiful and Mina don't think. So later Mina ask to Rhondda sister. She answer, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Mina can understand well. She also ask to Rhondda sister about satisfy, because after two long kiss Kazu seems she has enough. And Rhondda sister answer, "We can have too much of a good thing" and "Enough is as good as a feast" it is proverb, and Mina studied it. English language has many beautiful expression. Japanese also has, but English more beautiful, Mina think.
After Mina finished to wash, Kazu dried Mina's bottom, and suddenly Mina hear loud sniff. Kazu is crying!
"Kazu..."
"I'm OK! Boo-hoo! Minappé I love you."
"Kazu-chan I love you."
Hug and kiss, but short one. Enough is as good as a feast.
Mina pulled up panties and slacks, and Kazu flushed twice. Then we did make-up, and for Mina it was second time. Lucky Kazu didn't do make-up before she cry.
But Friday evening, when Mina and Kazu relate this story to Hisae and Maho, we all started cry. We cried so much, we rushed to tatami room to cry there. And Saturday morning, Hisae cried on loo with doing a large diarrhoea, because she remember this happening. She cried for ten minutes and sh**ted for bit more than ten minutes.
Sorry long story. We hope you yawn only once or twice, if you are enough brave to finish to read.
Love to everyone.
ChakamamiShannon T
Adulthood accidents
ve had two adulthood pooping accidents and both times were like a nightmare... the first time, i was in my late 20s and was traveling with my fiance to my in laws house...i needed to go badly when we were almost there, so bad that I thought I would have an accident in the car. It sort of subsided eventually, and my fiance insisted we were really close and there was no better place to stop for a bathroom before their house. So, I did my best to make it- i held it in the rest of the drive, held it in walking up to the house, held it in going in the front door, then i couldn't hold it anymore and i pooped my pants in the front hallway. It was big and soft and came out in a burst and instantly filled my underwear. It didnt take long for his whole family to figure out i had an accident immediately upon arriving at their house...my god I was so mortified. We had to spend the whole weekend with them all fully aware that i did a BM in my pants. I wanted to just disappear!
It happened to me again a couple years later...in fact the day after my 30th birthday it happened. This time I was at work...ugh. i had to close down with my boss and we have to do a security walk. We had been rushing to finish up and go home and i was holding in a big dump hoping to wait until i got home...to my horror, i ended up having an accident in my khakis while standing in a small office with my boss. It smelled terrible and was visible in my pants so i couldn't play it off, and i felt so stupid trying to explain how i managed to crap my pants instead of excusing myself to the bathroo.. It was intensely embarassing, but I'm glad it was just my boss and not all my coworkers who witnessed it. She let me go clean myself up and head home a little early...
Since then, ive thankfully not pooped in my pants. Nowadays I just worry about making it to the toilet in the morning when i have to pee so bad! Sometimes my undies are wet but its not a big deal compared to my poop mishaps.
Shannon T.
Marley
Thank You!!!
Hi! I wanted to thank everyone for the kind words and encouragement about Western NC and about my super-embarrassing laxative accident! They made me feel so much better!
I really don't know if I'll post much again. But thanks for reading my story and for making me feel better!
Lot's of love,
Marley
Bitsy
does anybody else have diabetes insipidus??
Ok, so this website has some posts on it that sparked my interest. Its funny how I've never found anything like this online for my condition but here we are!!!! I couldn't find anything elsewhere regarding diabetes insipidus. Not much here regarding that condition except the stories of other women on here taking the longest pees. I just have to ask if you all have this condition or what? Since long pees are my specialty. but anyway, I digress.
Having grown up with 2 sisters and a younger brother, nothing spectacular and everything was normal in our bathroom. Maybe my older sister Katie could be famous for her toilet clogging turds. She "forgets" to flush - no one wants to see how thick or comically long they get. But good for her pooping her entire colon out. Back to my bladder.
Having diabetes insipidus and taking the world's longest pees is not all fun and games. It all started when I was driving home from university my freshman year, I lost my balance and fell onto concrete in a taco bell parking lot. I hit my head very hard on the ground and luckily was able to drive to the hospital although I was in pain and blacked out at the hospital. After being bedridden at the hospital for a few days with a concussion, they allowed me to leave and visit my family. In the hospital and on the way home, I was becoming increasingly thirstier and thirstier. I was CONSTANTLY drinking water, glass after glass after glass. Bathroom trips were numerous. Everyone in my family noticed. And the pees were long. Normally I could turn the tap on for 10 seconds and finish, but 10 seconds became 20 seconds and so on and so forth.
Turns out I had a tumor on my pituitary gland from the fall. The doctors gave me the option to surgically remove it, but it was so small and I had little money at that time so I elected out of it. I had no other symptoms and all that hydration is so so good for my skin I love it. Been 10+ years without any issue. Well...
Except for the fact that my incident resulted in me having an abnormally large bladder due to holding it constantly. The 20 second pees turned into 30 seconds, into 60 seconds, into...well...if you have diabetes insipidus you might understand. Maybe I'm unusual but I like to think I turned my curse into a blessing. It feels good to me. I do not care if you have to wait a few minutes for my bladder to finish peeing, I will tell anyone they have to wait a long time if I have to. If they're lucky and catch me at my worst, or best for some of you folk on here, they'll get an amazing free show and I really don't think they'll wait 10 minutes for the encore. At least the toilet seat will be warm!!!!!!!!
ANYBODY ELSE HAVE THIS CONDITION? WHERE ARE ALL OF YOU???
Sunday, November 3, 2024
Son of a Preacher Man
My wife and I were watching our two teenage grandchildren for the weekend. My 13 year old grandson and I decided to go to the downtown festival in the small town I live in while his sister and my wife went on a shopping trip. They dropped us off a few blocks from the festival. We would have to walk back when we were ready to go home. We grabbed something to eat from one of the food trucks, then walked around for about an hour. Jessie started to look uncomfortable as we walked. I thought maybe it was getting too hot and asked if he wanted to get something to drink. He said he wasn't feeling well and wanted to start walking back. I asked if he was okay. He said he needed to go to the bathroom. I pointed out the portable toilets down one of the side streets. He said they were always too dirty and he could wait until we got home. We started our mile walk back to my house. After a while I could tell he was struggling. He was talking less and walking like he was in pain. There were no stores or anything to try to stop at. We just had to get back as quickly as we could. With only a few more blocks to go, he looked like he was near tears. Again I asked if he was okay. He squeezed between his legs and said he had to poop really bad. I tried to encourage him, telling him we were almost home. As we got near my house he ran to the front door. It was locked so he had to wait for me. I tried to hurry. Now he truly was in tears, squatting and grabbing his butt. He cried that he couldn't hold it anymore. I got the door open. He ran by me to the bathroom. I tried to give him his privacy but noticed he hadn't taken the time to close the door all the way. I could see him sitting on the toilet, still in tears. I asked him if he made it. He mumbled that he went in his pants a little. I asked if he wanted some help. I know he was embarrassed but agreed to my help. When I opened the door I saw a small pile of poop in his underwear. I think he made it in time for most of his poop to end up in the toilet. I told him to give me his pants and underwear and I would wash them. He slid his shorts and underwear down over his shoes, being careful to keep the poop in his underwear and not on the floor. When he stood up I could see poop had smeared over his butt. I told him to jump in the shower to clean up while I started the wash, then get some different clothes out of his room. Nothing was said when my wife and his sister came home later. His accident remained our secret.
Catherine
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Jenny SIS: Hi SIS! I hope that you are well! That makes me so happy that you dedicated the biggest turd to me! I know you are always on the go when you have to go, but maybe if you have a poop that is super satisfying and you wipe clean easily, you can call it a Catherine. I had a poop this morning that came out in five pieces and I thought of you! I will call that a Jenny!
Norm: Thank you for reading the post from ten years ago. I think that if I were a teenager when that happened, I would have freaked out. As an adult, I do well to control my emotions in public. But that was embarrassing! I was not angry at all, just humiliated! Thanks for your kind words and the birthday greetings!
Jenny T: I am so glad that anything that I have written might have helped you in some way. I'm so glad that you are on the forum! Please keep writing! As far as trying for three, at 44 I am just glad I have my two satisfying ones daily. If I can keep that up for the next 10-15 years, I will be happy. But three sounds like it's so much fun!
Denise: I agree with everything that you have written! I am so sorry that your ADHD has interfered with your life in a way that you find embarrassing. I am sure you are an amazing person!
MD Dan: It sounds like you and Kate are made for each other! Prayers and well wishes for this growing relationship! Thank you for the birthday greetings!
Mina: I hope that Maho is feeling better now!
And, just a thought about pooping. As I write this and think about my 44 years on this earth and how much time has gone by, I can honestly say that defecation has been one of my favorite activities in life. I know that's weird. But it is. Maybe I can write more about that later. But I really do enjoy it and talking to you all about it!
Love to all!
Catherine!Anna from Austria
Hi everyone. Got another story for you. Not really about me but still interesting.
A few days ago I was taking a spinning class for the first time at my local gym. It was a interesting but also very exhausting experience.
it seems that the spinning class has activated the bowels of many of the ladies taking the class.
After the class the whole locker room was filled with women pooping that have joined the class.
Cannot remember that I have ever witnessed such mass pooping event when 5 or 6 women where all pooping at the same time.
I was not among them because I could empty my bowels before taking the class.
It was really funny to hear so many women pooping at once. The only other time I have experienced something similar was at a big airport restroom. But the record there was 3 or 4 women pooping at the same time. Not 5 or even 6.
Well that is my story for today
greetings from Austria
AnnaAnnie
To Thunder
Hi Thunder. Yes I was born 2 months premature, was born small (5 lbs 8 oz and about the size of someone's forearm). I also had lesions in my brain that eventually turned into first absence seizures then as an adult grand mal seizures. I had most of a benign brain ????our removed in July 2013. Unfortunately because of my rare seizures, the amount of appointments I have to go to and the amount of medications I'm on (for various things including constipation) I am on Disability. I can't work. I used to before the surgery and my stroke sometimes.
As for if I need to be accompanied on the toilet. No. I eat healthy, drink plenty of water and can usually go to the washroom. I sometimes still get constipated (I have since I was a little baby). For that I drink plenty of warm water. Plus my caregiver is in her 70s now so she can't easily come upstairs and downstairs (she has to take her time). Does it suck? Yes but I work around it and find solutions.Shayna
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To Thunder: It always feels amazing. There's definitely a sort of afterglow, I woke up early this morning around 3:00 to take a shit and there was something about being half asleep as I grunted out this monster that made it even more satisfying and pleasurable. Once it was finally in the bowl, broken in half on top of itself, I even dozed off for a few minutes before coming to and wiping and going back to bed.Pete
Doing your Number Two
I've always enjoyed doing my number two. I go to the toilet and I pull my underpants and trousers down to my ankles and lift the toilet seat and sit on the bare rim of the pot to have a shit. I usually begin with one or more enormous farts, which create the inevitable foul stink which one associates with shitting. No relief without a stink! Once all the turds have fallen out of the shithole, it is necessary to wipe in order to clean any residual traces of shit from the cheeks and the crack of your arse. Some cultures use a wet sponge on a stick, others a stream of running water, but most westerners use toilet paper. Dry wiping uses varying amounts of paper, depending on the quality of the paper and the hairiness of the arse-crack. Usually it should be supplemented by washing the crack with soap and water to minimize the risks of skidmarks in your underpants. Ideally you need a bidet to get properly clean, but they are rare. The most enjoyable defecations that I personally have experienced are after a period of constipation. Passing the first turd is often a bit of a struggle. Once that has fallen, however, it is followed with slightly smaller but softer turds which land in the water of the WC with a big splash.