PJ (He/Him)
Ozempic poops and responses
I'll probably chat more in depth about this with interest, but I have been on ozempic for a few months for obesity despite being active and having an ok to even good diet a lot of the time. In short, I my appetite is controlled. There is a lot of nuances, but my BM's are affected. I used to be a 2 BM, even three BM a day guy. And quick BM's so I never spent much time in the bathroom. I was never even a read on the toilet or check my phone type of guy. Now I am having one bowl movement a day. Sometimes as a result my BMs are much bigger than they used to be. Sometimes they are harder than they used to be. As a result, I am now on my phone when I poop, usually this forum when I poop. I understand now the idea of reading a newspaper on the toilet. I have to push more often, and maybe once a week it's a struggle if I get behind on hydration and fiber. I related with the Anna from Austria story recently as I think I am having bigger logs than I used to, or at least that's how it feels.
Anna from Austria: Thank you for sharing your story of your biggest log ever? I take this is not your biggest poop, but just biggest log? Did this hurt coming out considering it was an easy clean and not soft? My bigger logs are easier clean up, but I feel more comfortable an satifyied when the poop is a little softer and messier.
Jenny: I often fart at the gym and never thought about how audible my farts are. I am hoping that most people at the gym have their headphones on these days and didn't hear me fart. However, I sometimes have my headphones on as part of a routine but do not have anything playing as I get focused with my workout, and I have never heard anyone else fart at the gym. However, I smell farts at the gym all the time and more than half the time, and know they are not mine. Probably many people "crop dust" and fart and leave the area so getting caught is not an issues unless it's heard. I admit I do this too, and probably not alone. Also, I noticed most guys at the gym pull their shorts down to their shoes. I don't like to do this as the one time I did, my shorts got wet with who knows what.
Coda: I think pee accidents are common enough maybe they are less taboo so we don't hear about them here in this forum much is my theory. I think this forum is ideal for the taboo parts of going to the bathroom so peeing and even wetting oneself by accident is less taboo that having a bowel movement in one's pants or having a bowel movement period. I feel like most of the posts here started out being mainly guys, if not 50/50 men when the forum started, but today more women post as it is more taboo for women to talk about their bowel movements in society than men. In fact, I notice women will not just excuse themselves to go to the bathroom but will say " I need to pee." But I never hear about a woman excusing her self to poop. I have read and know from my wife and previous partners, even if you do not intend to have a BM, a lot of women will sit to pee and fart and drop a log. But most BM's I think we know are coming before we excuse ourselves. Short of athletes, women in western society do not talk about pooping as much as I notice men do. Also, I feel like skidmarks are accepted if not expected with men's hairy butts but women not so much with their sweet smelling and clean expectations, despite the increased use of thong underwear which I think are the most susceptible to skidmarks. So I think that's we we I'll probably chat more in depth about this with interest, but I have been on ozempic for a few months for obesity despite being active and having an ok to even good diet a lot of the time. In short, I my appetite is controlled. There is a lot of nuances, but my BM's are affected. I used to be a 2 BM, even three BM a day guy. And quick BM's so I never spent much time in the bathroom. I was never even a read on the toilet or check my phone type of guy. Now I am having one bowl movement a day. Sometimes as a result my BMs are much bigger than they used to be. Sometimes they are harder than they used to be. As a result, I am now on my phone when I poop, usually this forum when I poop. I understand now the idea of reading a newspaper on the toilet. I have to push more often, and maybe once a week it's a struggle if I get behind on hydration and fiber. I related with the Anna from Austria story recently as I think I am having bigger logs than I used to, or at least that's how it feels.
Anna from Austria: Thank you for sharing your story of your biggest log ever? I take this is not your biggest poop, but just biggest log? Did this hurt coming out considering it was an easy clean and not soft?
Jenny: I often fart at the gym and never thought about how audible my farts are. I am hoping that most people at the gym have their headphones on these days and didn't hear me fart. However I sometimes have my headphones on as part of a routine but do not have anything playing as I get focused with my workout, and have never heard anyone else fart. However I smell farts at the gym all the time and more than half the time, they are not mine. Probably many people "crop dust" and fart and leave the area so getting caught is not an issues unless it's heard. Also most guys at the gym pull their shorts down to their shoes. I don't like to do this as the one time I did, my shorts got wet with who knows what.
Coda: I think pee accidents are common enough maybe they are less taboo so we don't hear about them here is my theory. I think this forum is ideal for the taboo parts of going to the bathroom so peeing and even wetting oneself by accident is less taboo that having a bowel movement in one's pants or having a bowel movement period. I feel like most of the posts here started out being mainly guys, if not 50/50 men when the forum started, but today more women post as it is more taboo for women to talk about their bowel movements in society than men. Short of athletes, women in western society do not talk about pooping as much as I notice men do. Also I feel like skidmarks are accepted if not expected with men's hairy butts but women not so much with their sweet smelling and clean expectations, despite the increased use of thong underwear which I think are the most suseptible to skidmarks.. So I think that;s we we have a lot of women freely talk about their dirty laundry here in addition to pooping more than peeing have a lot of women freely talk about their dirty laundry here in addition to pooping more than peeing here. Any other thoughts anyone?Tig
Feel better
Hi - Tig here
Not feeling very good, well actually I feel much better now, but a couple of days ago felt terrible.
That annoying time has come for me, but I'm approaching the end of my third day.
For me the first three days are the worst, I do quickly improve on the forth day, usually, which is tomorrow, thank goodness.
The only good thing about this time is I get the runs usually on the first day, which actually helps me.
So on the first day felt sick as, cramps in the stomach, just feeling plain miserable and sad.
I felt that familiar rumbling in my stomach so I sat on the toilet and relaxed.
Very quickly produced a huge fart and sprayed diarrhea into the toilet bowl.
I then blew a huge raspberry fart and splattered more diarrhea into the toilet bowl, for about 5 seconds.
You should have heard me, it probably sounded disgusting and it smelt very strong.
Well I guess I'm actually glad you didn't hear me, it would have been embarrassing.
It was like my bottom was blowing bubbles, it was like I trying to blow the water down the sewer pipe, using lots of gas.
After that I actually felt a lot better, just the usual period cramps
You can imagine the mess there must have been in the toilet bowl, but I actually didn't look, I flushed it away instead.
If I sit on the toilet and flush I get a small cold misting on my bottom which is really very soothing.
I don't know if anyone else's toilet does that, or whether they even sit and flush, maybe try, you may find its nice.
Over the past three days I have pooped and farted on the toilet several times, but feeling much better right now.
I'm glad I didn't do that in my underpants.
Oh and right now not constipated at all.
Still seem to have plenty of gas though and at the moment making sure all farts happen when I am comfortably sitting on my poor toilet.
I try so hard to be quiet, but difficult sometimes and of course the toilet bowl seems to amplify everything you do.
I got up at about 2.00 this morning sat on the toilet to tinkle and had plenty of farts echoing loudly.
Trying to be a bit quiet, making too much noise, but I really like the farts, make me feel much better.
My guess is this is why us ladies get unhappy at this time of the month.
I talk to friends and they say sometimes they can have difficulties at this time.
In a couple of days I am seeing a dietitian, to see if she can suggest something to do about my constipation and excessive gas.
I've seen doctors, but nothing really seems to change or help.
She is a yoga instructor from India I believe and I'm told she is very good and has helped a lot of people with diet changes.
So we will see what she says.
I'll keep you posted.
Love from Tig
Tig
Mum
Hi - Tig here
Thank you Jenny SIS, so good to hear someone else's opinion on all this. I actually found this Forum by accident and I was curious about how others pooped and if they felt embarrassed about being heard making rude noises when on the toilet. I actually love to sit on the toilet and push out whatever farts I have and sometimes I just hurry home to quickly sit and relieve whatever pressure I have on my stomach. I reckon I drop some pretty good ones, but I hate being heard doing this. Funny isn't it.
On the other hand my mother comes to visit sometimes and stays for a couple of days and she doesn't seem to care if I hear her. In fact I walked into the toilet one morning and mum was sat there on the throne. She said to me "Pull my finger Tigs" and held out her middle finger. Oh dear, so I gently pulled her finger and mum let off what sounded like a very wet, gassy fart, which echoed loudly into the bowl followed by several large plops. Mum starting laughing and said "That feels much better, sometimes I have big gas in the morning".
I guess mum is not embarrassed at all by me hearing this or even me smelling the smell she just made.
I said "Mum, really". Mum continued to laugh and said "You needn't talk, you used to blow on your potty up sometimes when you were young". Oh dear.
"Do you do that when you are in a public toilet" I asked.
Mum said "Of course I do, all women my age do, we always seem to have plenty of gas and you can't always just walk around dropping them out".
"Sometimes you need to go sit and relax for a while, you need to know where all the nicer toilets are".
As I started to walk out of the toilet mum said she going to sit on the throne for a little bit longer because she still felt windy.
I'm like mum I seem to get gassy sometimes and I always worry about using public toilets.
I stood outside the door for a while and certainly heard mum 'relieving her wind'. Her farts sounded good and relieving, her stomach must have felt really good after all that.
After mum had finished I decided to try and go myself. I said to mum as she walked out of the toilet "I'm going to try and have a poop"
Mum replied "Good, but I did take a laxative yesterday, that's why I went so well this morning".
I went into the toilet and shut the door and sat on the throne.
It was still warm and mum's gas was certainly lingering on in there.
I tried pushing a bit, but nothing.
One thing someone had once told me was to try squatting next to the throne, because sometimes this can help.
So pants off and I started squatting.
I also put a few sheets of toilet paper under my butt, well, just in case, being hopeful.
I did a couple of smallish puffs and each time sat on the throne, just in case. None were loud like mum's
It seemed that getting up and sitting on the throne was disrupting anyway.
So I got a small towel, rolled it up and put it under my heels, so I could do a proper flat footed squat and arranged the toilet paper
Not a great deal happened, but I did produce several very smelly hissing farts.
The problem with squatting is it makes my knees and thighs hurt.
Finally I sat on the throne to tinkle and amazingly did manage to push out quite a disgusting hissing smelly fart. Loved it.
No poop, but I did make a little bit of a smell.
The funny thing is I really wanted to Mum to come in and pull my middle finger and I would do the same as she did
Oh well I'll keep you posted
Love from Tig
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
One hour ago I emptied the ADVENTURIDGE pottie used in the van ,washed the floor ,as I was putting the pottie in the van ,felt the urge for a BM.
I placed a paper towel on back of bowl dropped my jogging bottoms and pants then sat on the pottie.I had a wee as soon as I sat down then pushed and had a really good shit .I wiped with ELSAN BLUE TOILET ROLL attached to the side door and then dressed .I emptied the pottie again
Jessica W
To Catherine
I have a similar shape of body to you (I am blonde and have slightly curly hair, used to have them fairly short in my early 20's, but now I let them grow to almost my waist (which doesn't make that much of a different most of the times tho, since I love to put them together to a ponytail, but my butt is rather small.
My sons (I name them Matthew and Colin for the forum) also generally take big poos, and thankfully I never had to change a diaper again after early 2022 when Colin got potty trained.
Just making breakfast and then going to the toilet, checking if I gotta poo. I didn't go yesterday.
G'day and good pooing,
Jessee
Tuesday, November 12, 2024
Tricky
An Honest Mistake and a Lesson Learned
I was a 15 year old high school sophomore. The high school I attended had doorless stalls in all 10 of the Boys' rooms(or no stalls in the case of the locker room), and I was nearly always holding in my poop all day as a result, opting to wait until after school when I could go at home, with absolutely zero desire of being seen on the toilet pooping by my male classmates out of fear of being bullied. This was a daily routine, and was a great source of discomfort. I hated it. I missed grade school where I could poop without everyone being able to see me so easily, since those stalls had the standard doors and cubicle layout, and since it took effort for other students to spy on someone using them(which they did on rare occasions, but still 95%+ of the time I got to poop in peace and relative privacy during grades K-6th, a need which occurred almost every day).
I was in multiple extracurricular activities, usually held at other nearby locations outside the school I attended, where the stalls had doors. One of the locations was a library with a single-user lockable unisex facility, which I loved using. Another was a nearby elementary school with normal stalls in its lobby's Boys' room. Another was a nearby city park, with two standard doored stalls and one urinal. Then there were various other high schools in my city, most of which had reasonably private stalls with doors as well(although one had these awkward half doors that only went up to chest height as you sat, which I considered acceptable enough if only barely: see "A High School Poop Story", page 2870). I was able to poop in those places without issue and did so many times, even with my classmates present.
But a minority of the time, the activity would still be held at my high school. On those days, I always resolved to hold it in and did so. The doorless stalls freaked me out because of all of the students I saw harassed for having to use them for an unavoidable emergency poop. But on one memorable occasion, I could not hold it long enough to make it home. On one occasion after normal school hours, I was that pooping student, sitting there at my most vulnerable in fear of being spotted and bullied.
It was maybe 4:30 pm on a Monday. I sat there in a classroom of my high school eating a bunch of free snacks while still having held my poop in all day, and that is probably what pushed my GI tract over the edge. All of a sudden, I had a vicious snapping turtle poking its head at my underwear, belching out hot, spicy, silent-butt-deadly farts, as the turtle's head snapped at my delicate o-ring, torturing it with the threat of a breach with each hot, spicy, slightly-painful, and very aromatic fart. It even smelled like I needed to poop. My fellow students noticed the smell but couldn't or maybe just wouldn't identify me as the source(we were mostly honors students and generally better behaved than the norm). The poop turtle was angry and bitey as my lower GI tract pulsated with immense pain. I probably hadn't pooped in 2-3 days and had been holding it in since the need arised during second period that day, not wanting any classmates to see me on the toilet due to the culture of relentless bullying at this school coupled with the lack of privacy for pooping. I was underdeveloped for my age looking like I was 12 years old, and stood out as an anomaly, one that would certainly be targeted by my fellow students if caught open pooping in a doorless stall. I only would resort to pooping in a doorless stall during absolute emergencies, so seldomly that for the entire two years I attended that high school plus two years of middle school(which also had doorless stalls), I could count on one hand the total number of times I ever pooped in either school's privacy lacking toilets, which was quite a contrast from pooping every day in elementary school.
This was definitely one of those absolute emergencies. Not wanting to fill my pants with poop but currently on the verge of doing so, I resigned myself to the necessity of using the facilities here. It was unavoidable. I excused myself from the activity to the nearby Boys' room, and waddle-walked my way into it, barely able to contain a massive load that had just docked into my colon, ramming he gates of the port, eager to set sail into an ocean of toilet water.
This was the most private Boys room in the entire school, as the sit-down toilets and their users were not immediately visible until someone walked back to their area. Only the urinals, sinks, and mirrors were visible at the entrance, with the stalls and their users not viewable via he mirrors. There were 3 stalls. The first stall had a partition that only revealed the user's feet/ankles from those entering the room. The back two stalls had floor to ceiling brick walls where no one could see feet underneath. But all three stalls still had no doors, leaving the user exposed to view by anyone who walked in front of them. I barely made it to the middle of 3 stalls, avoiding both the end stall by the window(lest other students outside see me on the toilet since the window was propped open) and the first doorless stall(because I didn't want anyone who might come in to know I was even in here pooping). My choice was the most private option possible at this school for a poop(the private one in nurses office was kept locked, and you weren't allowed to use it unless the nurse deemed you sick). I had to go very badly, the room was empty, and I deduced it was unlikely someone would come in and walk back to this stall. If another boy came in to pee, he might not even know I was there if I was quiet enough. This only increased the pressure on my bowels. I barely got my pants down, throwing them to my ankles in a rush as the turd started sliding out before I could even get my butt planted onto the toilet seat.
*POOOOO-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ftshluph-t-z-t-z-t-z-t-crackle-pop-t-z-t-z-t-z-t-z*
As I sat in the second stall with my pants down to my shoes and hand holding my penis into the bowl, pushing out a big, meaty, thick, smeary grogan. After a minute or so, the scenario I was dreading happened. The door opened.
What I heard was unexpected, what sounded like a girl's voice, a voice identical to that of a very cute girl in the extracurricular activity I was participating in just down the hall, asking, "Are there any boys in here?"
I was now fearful. I thought this girl from my extracurricular activity wanted to walk in and see me on the toilet. She once did that to someone in my middle school and developed a reputation for entering the Boys' rooms on invitation by a boy and had seen at least two students on the can that I knew of, and more peeing at the urinals. It scared me and I stayed quiet, not wanting anyone to know I was in here pooping, hoping they would just leave.
They didn't leave. I heard one of the sinks being ran and a second set of footsteps walking in as I continued pushing this big, thick, meaty turd out. I was thinking two kids were coming in to indiscreetly have intercourse, something that same girl was rumored to have done. I was trying to hurry, wanting to get off the toilet before anyone came back and saw me, but the poop was big and was very slow to move, and proved impossible to pinch off as more kept on coming out as one big, solid, slightly-painful log. About 30 seconds later, with a massive 1+ foot log of hard, compacted poop hanging halfway out of my rear, an older hispanic lady in her 50s walked in front of my stall. She was clearly a janitor.
Upon seeing me sitting on the toilet, her lips pursed up, her eyes got wide, and upon processing what she was seeing in front her, me being a cute, skinny, and very young looking pale-skinned blonde haired boy with blue eyes, pants down, butt exposed, hand over penis, taking a poop in a doorless stall with zero privacy, she shrieked, "Uh oh! Sorry!"
She quickly turned around and walked away. She had that girl's exact voice.
I heard her rush to the entrance of the room. She whispered with a hint of annoyance in her voice, "There's a boy on the toilet in there."
Once again I could hear that the cleaning lady's voice sounded exactly like a classmate that I was about to rejoin in a nearby classroom, but it was indeed not her.
I then heard a man with a deep voice announce: "If there's any boys on the toilet in here, please say something!"
I felt sick with embarrassment. I just wanted to finish pooping and get out unseen. Mission already failed.
All I could do was meekly respond: "Yeah."
The log of poop continued its outward slide. The embarrassment of what happened wasn't enough to make my bowel shy, the severity of the emergency over-riding my desire to stop pooping.
I heard the lady from outside angrily yell: "You could have announced yourself!"
I almost wanted to cry. I was humiliated. A stranger just saw me pooping and another there knew she just saw me pooping.
The man calmly but firmly stated, "She asked if anyone was in here. You should have answered. Why didn't you answer?"
All I could say from behind the stall wall: "I thought a girl was looking for me. I didn't want her to know I was taking a crap."
He then go irate: "Next time this happens, please say something. No one wants to come back there and see you on the toilet!"
I knew that wasn't true. I saw fellow students get bullied while on the toilet at this school. Other male children clearly had an interest in seeing you taking a crap, because you were vulnerable and a target for them. I'm not certain the man currently talking to me understood the culture of bullying at this school. Pooping here was extremely stressful to me and I didn't want to do it, but had no choice. The lack of privacy was one of the things that made me extremely skittish and shy about responding to that janitor lady's question upon her entering the room, or really responding to anyone for that matter. I had no idea it was a janitor, or I would have said "I'm in here." or something similar.
Wallowing in embarrassment and shame at the events that just transpired, all I could say was "Ok. Sorry."
I heard mopping and paper towels being replaced, as this massive impacted log of shit continued sliding out of my rear. Eventually, the mop got close to my stall. I saw a white mustached man with dark brown hair in his early 30s drag the cleaning bucket with him passed my stall. He briefly spotted me sitting there in the doorless stall with my pants down and butt exposed, then quickly and deliberately looked away, as he entered the last stall by the window and replaced the toilet paper before flushing and scrubbing the toilet. He was now the second person to see me on the toilet during this ordeal, mid poop. This was so embarrassing. I heard the lady scrubbing the sinks and flushing the urinals, but she didn't go to the stalls, knowing I was still there pooping.
The man passed my stall a second time, looking away toward the wall in front of me in a futile attempt to be considerate to my privacy as I sat there with my butt exposed and right hand covering my penis as I held it down.
*BLOOP*
A large, firm, thick, heavy turd dropped into the water, splashing my butthole. A long, deep fart followed.
*Fwor-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-T*
I was empty.
While the male janitor started replacing the toilet paper in the first stall and scrubbing the toilet. I started wiping. I was very embarrassed, but this was nowhere near as bad as my fellow students seeing me, so I resigned myself to this not being the end of the world, and just another embarrassing moment in my life involving my toilet usage. And I had many such moments even by then.
They left the room and shut the door, leaving me to finish wiping my messy, poop-smeared butt in private. I recall the cleanup being really bad and taking longer than the poop itself. Maybe more than 5 minutes. I had zero butt hairs at the time, but the paper was not at all absorbent and was of terrible quality, so all it did was smear poop all over my rear. It was one-ply and very coarse, almost like wiping with sand paper. I recall it being some of the worst toilet paper I had ever used since it made my anus bleed in the process of trying to get enough poop off of it to avoid skids.
I flushed, redressed, washed my hands, and both of the janitors were waiting outside.
The lady looked at me and sarcastically remarked, "You took a long time little boy. Next time, please tell someone you're in here so we can wait outside for you to finish."
The man had a stern look of annoyance on his face.
They both went back into the restroom while I returned to the classroom, my fellow students none the wiser at what just happened. I was gone for about 10 minutes, so it was probably obvious that I pooped, but they had no idea that I got intruded upon by two janitors while I did so in one of the doorless stalls. I was super embarrassed and told no one of this.
About 3 weeks later, shortly after lunch and just before one of my math classes, I had to pee very badly, and only had the normal urge to poop(which I had been holding in for a few hours). I walked to that same Boys' room. As I approached the entrance door, that same 50-something female janitor came out with her cleaning cart. She saw me, then greeted me by stifling some laughter before smiling at me.
She said, "It's all clean for you sweetie. There's no need to be shy about it."
She clearly recognized me and probably thought I was going in there to poop again, with the near-certainty of other students joining me in the room and seeing me on the can, just as she had. It was almost as if she could sense I needed to poop. But I only planned to pee. I entered the room and she went her own way while some classmates joined me at the urinals for a piss. I felt embarrassed again, reminded of the fact that she saw me sitting on a toilet taking a really big and messy poop not too long ago, and certainly didn't forget about it since she clearly recognized me from then, all because I was too embarrassed to announce my presence in the room.
Annie
To Thunder and constipation story
Thank you. I have had constipation issues since I was a little baby (I used to apparently pull my legs to my chest and grunt before I could stand and when I could stand I used to stand, grunt and poop into my diaper. As I got older I often clogged the toilet because I refused to drink water but I would eat healthy. I was a tall and skinny girl and now I'm a very tall and not so skinny woman). I'm constipated again, take prescribed stool softeners and laxatives on top of the other medications I have to take, I do gentle exercises in my room, etc. I can't go out independently because of the brain surgery and stroke in summer 2013. Despite that I'm doing my best and doing what I can. I pooped only a little bit after breakfast. A hard brown ball of poop, despite all the healthy food and coffee at breakfast. I had coffee at lunch and a healthy meal (which I couldn't finish) so hopefully after plenty of warm water I can go.
Happy pooping and peeing (hopefully)
AnnieCoda
Something I find bizarre
The majority of bathroom accident related posts on this board are about pooping accidents. This might lead one to believe that these are the most common kinds of accidents. And yet, this can't be true, because peeing accidents are definitely much, much, much, more common. At least in my experience.
My own personal accidents or close calls have all been caused by pee. Any accidents or emergencies I've witnessed have been pee. And everyone pees a lot more than they poop so it's weird, you know?
Annie
Big poop after breakfast
Got up about half an hour ago, went pee (period came...joy. Not), flushed the toilet, went to my room to grab a pad, put it in my underwear (black boy shorts underwear), brushed my teeth and went upstairs for breakfast. Had a bunch of little circular hash brown type things. After breakfast I took my 9 AM medications, grabbed my Walmart bag and water jar and went downstairs. Within a few minutes I felt the urge to poop so I grabbed the Walmart bag, went to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, left 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 black sweatpants and black underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a big solid poop. It felt better coming out of my body rather than being trapped in it. The last of it came out and laid in the toilet. Phew, the relief. Reached into the Walmart bag and took the last of the toilet paper off the roll. Wiped my vagina first (ugh damn period) then leaned forward slightly and wiped my butt really well. Put the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs. Pulled my underwear and pants up turned to look in the toilet. There was a big solid poop in the toilet that looked hard and cracked. It took up quite a bit of the toilet. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Walked to the sink, turned on the water, took some liquid soap and washed my hands. Took the Walmart bag, opened the door, turned off the light and walked out of the washroom. Walked to my room, took the flip flops off outside my room, turned on the light, opened the door, walked into my room, closed the door, dried my hands on the towels in here and have been writing this for a while while listening to music. Hopefully everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.
Happy pooping and peeing!
AnnieJessica W
To Catherine
I have a similar shape of body to you (I am blonde and have slightly curly hair, used to have them fairly short in my early 20's, but now I let them grow to almost my waist (which doesn't make that much of a different most of the times tho, since I love to put them together to a ponytail, but my butt is rather small.
My sons (I name them Matthew and Colin for the forum) also generally take big poos, and thankfully I never had to change a diaper again after early 2022 when Colin got potty trained.
Just making breakfast and then going to the toilet, checking if I gotta poo. I didn't go yesterday.
G'day and good pooing,
JesseeJenny SIS
Gym pooping story
So I went to my gym this last week, My coffee didnt kick in until midway through my work outs where I felt like I was farting during my squat, and I needed to poop with relative urgency. I subtly as I could speed walked to the restroom where were three out of 6 stalls were open: 3 stalls on one side and three on the other Two women took two ends stalls predictably befrore me leaving me the middle stall. I got a got peek and the two women who entered ther stalls seconds before I did. They were both beautiful in my opinion and very likely very attractivive in a modern western taste, but were very different looking as well. The lady to my left was in her early 20's, dark hair in a pony tail, but was wear longer basketball shorts almost down to her knee and a ghostbusters tee shirt. One may call her "nerdy looking." I also say that as that is closer to how I looked in high school and early college. The lady to my left was also in her early 20's but with a blond, crop top workout bra and this Instagram Yoga pants that were designed to show off one's cheeks without completely having a wedgie . Both ladies looked like they worked out, although the nerdy girl looked more like a soccer athlete and the blond " social media" girl looked more model lean. Oddly enough both not only dropped their pants to their ankles but I could see both their underwear. the brunette girl had plain clean white briefs, likely hanes her way (as I wore in high school through college as period underwear) and the blond girl to my left had a cute white string thong/ g string. I'm not sure if the blond realized how visible her panties were to me, but I could see a brown skid on the string. What are the odds that two women not only pulled their pants low in a public stall ( I feel like that is 10-20% of what I see), but they both wore "vulnerable" white underwear. The "nerdy" girls was letting out some farts and crackles dropping what sounded to me like a big load post a high carb dinner. The blonde lady I noticed was coughing a bit, but more of a fake throat clear as I could also hear some plops and splashes as she coughed. I also noticed she seemed to get up on her toes a bit , not sure if it was because of her height, but maybe because was pushing a little more.. I didn't push due to my urgency, I did spread my cheeks to minimize the mess, which quieted my farts. Also I was wearing a brown thong, so any skids would be hidden. I decided to drop my pants to my ankles as well, but kept my thong at my knees. I think the blond to my right was focused on her phone as I heard her whisper " f*ck" and she pulled up her white stained thong string up out of my view but left her yoga pants down. I dropped about 4 long logs which all stayed underwater, but the smell of three girls pooping was apparent. The brunette and I finished and wiped around the same time, while the burnet stayed in the stall. We both sounded like we wiped about 5 times each. Not sure if blond was still working on her poop or staying to avoid eye contact with her neighbors. The brunette girls gave me a quick shy smile but quickly looked away to wash her hands and get moving. I can hear the blond unroll a lot of toilet paper. as I washed my hands and returned to her work out.
Epilogue, the brunette girl was very focused during her work out and wasted little time. The blonde was socializing with three good looking guys throughout her work and she chatted with two female friends during her work out.. She didn't seem to work out as hard, but she looked great to who am I to judge. I did chuckle to myself that the one with the sexy white thong flirting and socializing and a skidmark white the plain panty girl was clean keeping to herself. Completely opposite of my stereotype in my teens. Also not sure how concerned or surprised the young men were who were trying to hide the fact that they were checking out the blond's bum had probably as dirty underwear as they did. (I assume most guys get skidmarks if they wear briefs or boxer briefs ) But who knows after wiping with that gym toilet paper how messy our buns got after working out, especially when my brown thong. I have to say, all three of us had healthy sized rears, which I laugh about any guy checking out post poop!
Catherine
- I felt a little sticky after that poop above. Not sure if it was my sweat or the 1 ply.. So I didn't call that poop a Catherine haha. So Alan got a taller woman? My husband ( whose real name is Joseph as my real name is Jennifer) HALF joked that he always had a thing for taller women, and that was only consolation with marrying me as I am 5'6." Not short for a gal, but not a dream height for my 5'10" husband. He said he loved Wonder woman as a kid who was an amazon and is portrayed as a taller woman. Also Island poops are so satisfying and are worth the smell and the risk of clogging the toilet. I leaded to flush before wiping island poops relatively later in live ( in the last 5 years)
Tig
-I loved reading the forum and posting anonymously. I felt I could be so honest and it felt good, like a confession. After a while, I am kind of bummed that none of us will ever meet as some of us have become "buddies." But I think I will be posting and reading here for the rest of my life now because of our virtual friendships. However, I still appreciate and respect the anonymity of this forum which I think started in the late 90's. Recently, I have been posting a lot, but there have been times I have not read or posted in months, maybe a year, but I am delighted when I return to see old friends like Catherine, Victoria B ( and now Robyn), Annie and Anna from Austria. I am awaiting the return of Braidy and Anna from Canada, crossing my fingers. Ti, I hope you poops feel better soon. Nothing wrong with laxatives when taken appropriately. I recommend consulting a provider if you need to keep taking them, so you transition to a more natural regularity with hydration and fiber. But medicine is around for a reason! I do like farting myself but am embarrassed occasionally when I do. Now, within situations I am less embarrassed as I used to be thanks to this forum. But my embarrassment when I fart is often like ...well...when I first had intercourse in colleg, and my roommates heard me. I was so embarrassed that I was heard , but I was grateful to how good I felt during and after...much like a fart. I also had no idea how loud I got as I was so excited to be with my boyfriend at the time! So I guess if you ever have to explain to someone why one would enjoy farting...this is my best analogy.
Question for all:
We often work out with headphones. Does anyone ever fart with headphone then realize they are around people who are not wearing headphone? Number one: there is the mystery of " was I heard?" Number two (pun intended): how loud was it?
Anna from Austria
- I loved your job fair posting. It was simple but very satisfying to read. You mentioned all your underwear is white and maybe you posted you do not wear thongs as much as you used to ( I think we are both in our mid to late 30's) Do you think you get worse skid marks in regular panties or thongs? I stopped wearing white panties and light thongs in my 20's and early 30's but realized my skids were slight less in thongs so I have a collection of white thongs built up over the last 5 years. I will wear a light colored thong and half the time the skid will be light or even non visible. Most of my skidmarks these days are the light colored cheeky bikinis and boy shorts which rider up more cloth in my bum than the average thong. I know a lot of my friends wear less thongs than they used to or even stopped in their 30's. I cut down, but now I'm at least 50% thongs, but 50% of those thongs are dark. So sometimes it is a mystery if I am..
-Skidmarked in Seattle
STEPHEN.P)
PEEPING TOM
Driving along the A36 this morning pulled into a layby to use the pottie.I pulled the pottie from the locker ,put paper on back of bowl ,down with my jogging bottoms and pants sat down had a wee then as I was just starting a NUMBER TOO a man walked by and looked into van .
I carried on pooping then wiped dressed then drove off.in future I will keep the curtains pulled
Friday, November 8, 2024
massive poop at a job fair
Last Monday i was taking care of a stand of my company at a job fair. I have been on the toilet for number 2 until saturday but still feeling quite well.
At some point in the later morning afer drinking lots of water my ???? started to hurt quite bad. So I headed to the next ladies room. I took one stall, locked the door and pulled down my pants and my white panties. As soon as was seated I did a booming fart and one real massive turd emerged from my behind. After that another fart and one other really massiv log. I think I have never done such big logs before. The whole tolet was covered with my poop.
The smell was also massive. Much worse than normal. I had to flush before doing my cleaning because I was worried that putting too much toilet paper into the toilet bowel could clog the toilet.
The turds were rather hard so I had to use less toilet paper than normal.
After the cleaning I flushed the toilet again and went back to the stand. I hope that nobody entered the ladies toilet right after.
I hope you liked my story.
greetings from Austria
AnnaAnnie
To Thunder and constipation story
Thank you. I have had constipation issues since I was a little baby (I used to apparently pull my legs to my chest and grunt before I could stand and when I could stand I used to stand, grunt and poop into my diaper. As I got older I often clogged the toilet because I refused to drink water but I would eat healthy. I was a tall and skinny girl and now I'm a very tall and not so skinny woman). I'm constipated again, take prescribed stool softeners and laxatives on top of the other medications I have to take, I do gentle exercises in my room, etc. I can't go out independently because of the brain surgery and stroke in summer 2013. Despite that I'm doing my best and doing what I can. I pooped only a little bit after breakfast. A hard brown ball of poop, despite all the healthy food and coffee at breakfast. I had coffee at lunch and a healthy meal (which I couldn't finish) so hopefully after plenty of warm water I can go.
Happy pooping and peeing (hopefully)
AnnieCatherine
He's His Mama's Son
Hi Toiletstool!
Those of you who have followed my posts know that I was adopted. I know nothing of my parents accept that genetics has determined that I have Mediterranean DNA - Greek, Cypriot, and Turkish - along with some European in the mix. So when Alan and I married in 2016, I knew that I immediately wanted to have a baby so that I would know someone in this life that was genetically related to me. I call him "Joey" on this forum, so that I don't give away his name. However, it has been so much fun seeing him grow. My dark-brown/black hair, brown eye and olive skin have definitely expressed themselves in Joey, along with my height. Alan's mother is also pretty tall - 5'8 - though Alan is only 5'10.
Having said that, one thing Joey has inherited is my appetite and my bowels. Changing diapers was a messy task, as it was difficult to find a brand that could contain his poop. And when he was potty trained and used a child's potty, he would fill up the bowl each time. We had to get him a stool and a child's seat so that he could use the real toilet before he was three years old!
Just the other day, Joey complained of a stomach ache after dinner and I asked him when the last time he'd pooped and he said he did not go the day before. I said that his stomach may need to poop. He shook his head and said it hurt. About 30 minutes later he asked if I would go with him to the bathroom because he was scared.
He sat on the toilet and held my hand. I heard the crackling of a massive poop and a smell enveloped his bathroom. When I could see that he was finished I asked if he was feeling better and he said that his stomach still hurt really bad. I told him that we better flush. He said he wanted to look at it and when he stood I saw a brown log over a foot long and 1.5 inches thick.
So we sat there and I asked him about school and he began to talk for a few minutes, as he was clearly distracted. Then he stopped and started pooping again. This time a lot of softer stool and gas exited. He giggled and said he felt better. And then he went some more.
I kid you not when he stood up the entire toilet was brown mud piled up like one of Jenny SIS's island poops!
He said that he felt better and was ready to go to sleep. He cleaned himself but asked if I would help so I did.
All I can say is that he is his Mama's son!
I hope that everyone is well!
Love to all!
Catherine!
STEPHEN.P
This morning I woke before the alarm I needed to go a toilet,reached for the JONES RELAX bed pan ,down with my pants sat on bedpan,had a wee then had a NUMBER TOO. After ten minutes got off laid on my left side and wiped with four sheets of SHADES kitchen roll.
I dressed the took the pan outside and emptied into the bonfire,washed the pan in the water butt,went into the kitchen.I had my daily dose of LAXIDO then made two mugs of teaAnnie
Constipation
I went to my seated exercise program yesterday, had one or two coffees there, water, a good exercise program, a good lunch, etc. I got brought home, tried to keep hydrated etc and am still constipated. I have been drinking warm or hot water to soften everything up. I will try exercises in my room later (remember that I can't go out without permission or help. The brain surgery and stroke from July 2013 screwed up the part of my memory that controls your memory). So hopefully exercises in my room, drinking warm water, continuing to eat healthy, etc can get rid of everything.
Annie
Big poop broken into 2 pieces
Hi everyone. I have been constipated so my body has been slowly getting rid of everything. I have been eating healthy, drinking water (including warm/hot water), I went to my weekly exercise program that I get picked up and dropped off for (it's for people with acquired brain injuries), etc. A few minutes ago an hour (almost hour and a half) after lunch and a cup of tea I felt like I needed to poop. Finally! I grabbed my Walmart bag off the bed, walked to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside my room, put the flip flops on out there, turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom across from my room. Turned on the light, walked into the washroom, closed the door (man this was getting hard to hold), walked to the toilet, pulled my black sweatpants and black underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out a big poop that seemed to come out quickly. It was solid ish. Pushed back my sleeves (to avoid getting poop on my sleeves accidentally), reached into the Walmart bag, took out the toilet paper, took some off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag, put the Walmart bag on the floor then started wiping. First I wiped my vagina then I leaned forward slightly and started wiping my butt. It wasn't that messy though it had a couple of blood spots on it (oops). I put the toilet paper into the toilet between my legs, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. The toilet was full of pee and there was a big solid poop that must have bent in half when it came out. I don't know how long it was but it looked fairly long to me and solid. Flushed the toilet and it went down. No problem. Flushed again to be sure. Yup. Washed my hands at the sink, turned off the tap, picked up the Walmart bag off the floor, went to the door, opened it, turned off the light, walked to my room, took my flip flops off outside the door, turned on the light, opened the door, put on the flip flops in here, dried my hands on the towels in here, filled my water jar, went upstairs, filled my water jug and now finishing writing this. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Tig
Receptionist poop
Hi Everybody - Tig here
Thank you Bianca for your words, I actually do really enjoy toilet farts at home.
When my mum comes to stay sometimes, she gets up early to go to toilet and I always hear her farting a quite lot, she also has a lot of gas and gets constipated.
She actually said to me later "Did you hear me on the toilet earlier?".
And another time she said "I always like to start the day with a good fart on the toilet". I guess she isn't embarrassed either.
Posted a few times on this Site now, I feel excited because nobody knows who I am and I am doing something I have never done before.
Describing my toilet habits, not sure how anyone else feels, I guess you are similar otherwise you wouldn't be here.
If anyone has read my previous posts you would know that I suffer from constant constipation, if anyone is actually reading this.
And for whatever reason I seem to have a lot of gas, that can give me really bad stomach cramps.
I'm almost 30 years old and my gas seems to slowly get worse, but I've always had constipation and I use laxatives every couple of weeks.
Lucky I live alone as I get extremely embarrassed if anyone hears me making rude noises on the toilet, even although I really enjoy doing natural toilet farts when alone by myself.
I did once have a partner and I absolutely hated him hearing me make any kind of noise on the toilet, I'm not sure why.
Now living alone I can just sit with the door open and make all sorts of rude noises and I'm not sure why I like doing that either, I just do.
I guess it always makes feel relaxed and makes me feel good and I kind of like the natural sounds, just relaxes me.
Maybe its because I always seem to have a lot of excess gas and need to get rid of it somehow.
Does any of that make any sense, maybe I'm just weird.
Maybe someone knows.
That also reminds me of a couple of weeks ago, I was in the office and I went into the ladies for a tinkle.
The office toilets always seem nice, clean and fresh, no one else was in there at that moment.
There are 4 stalls and I always pick the stall furthest from the door.
So I sat, tinkled, relaxed and sneaked a couple of little toots out. They were just quiet little puffs. I like those, there're safe, smelled a bit though.
Shortly someone came in and went into the stall next to mine and sat down.
I could see by her shoes that it was the receptionist, a nice lady in her 50's who maybe has a few extra pounds on, still very nice looking though, I like her a lot.
On sitting she produced several small deep bassy farts and then proceeded to pee.
After her tinkle she continued to sit for maybe a minute and then let go a really long and loose bassy fart and did about 6 small plops and it all sounded a little loose.
Her fart must have been about 10 seconds long and I reckon would have been a huge relief on her stomach, I know a little about farting.
She sat for a little longer, no more noises, then wiped, flushed and got up to wash her hands I guess.
When she walked out of the toilet I reflected on her 10 second bassy fart and wished I could do one just like that with all the plops, when I got home I decided to try.
However when I did get home I was unable do anything, certainly not fart for 10 seconds like she did. Oh well.
I felt very jealous of the receptionist doing that long fart and then all the plops. I would really love to do the same, a long loose bassy fart followed by a whole lot of loose plops.
For those who have read my previous posts, I'II give you an update.
Its now been a week since I took laxatives.
The first day lots of loose poops and lots of gas including a small accident in my pants.
Second day I got up about 7.00, had a tinkle and dropped out a reasonably size poop, had less gas, but still farted several times, safe farts now thank goodness.
Third day I eventually managed to squeeze out a small poop, it came out along with a fart, had small toots throughout the day.
Fourth day no poop, but I did manage to splatter the toilet bowl with a good sized wet fart, maybe that should count as a poop and my poor toilet.
Fifth day no poop, occasional toots throughout the day.
Sixth day nothing, a few small toots.
Seventh day much the same, so I'm really back at square one, as usual, its been a week.
I'm now feeling bloated, but I think I'm about to get my period.
My period does loosen me up and sometimes gives me the runs which in my case is always a blessing.
I'll keep you posted.
Love from TigPrincess Toadstool Peach
After Exercise I always go for a Long Wee and a Big BM Poo!!
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach and today I had done my morning exercises and yoga activities for the afternoon and now I'm going to the bathroom to shower and then use the toilet after eating a lot of nutty protein bars and drinking my energy drinks and coffee. I head into the women's restroom and then I take off my crown, ears, dress, gloves, shoes and pink panties to get started for my shower. Then once I'm in the shower I go and wash my ????, hair, ears, face, back, legs, toes, hands, arms and my breasts and my vagina, my blonde pubes and my bottom with the help of my best friend forever Princess Rosalina rinsing them all off. Then once I finished I head into a toilet stall and lock it. I don't care if I am in the nude or not! Then I wiggle my bottom a little sitting down on the public toilet feeling relaxed and feeling ready to go do a big poo after all those protein nut bars I been eating. I break wind a little and get started on pinching my loaf as my bottom poo hole crackles and slowly oozing and pushes out my thick but solid dump waste "PLOOP PLOP PLOP PLUNKPLUNKPLUNK SPLASH!!!" Sheesh!! Those protein bars really did the trick. Thank goodness I am not allergic to them and only allergic to air freshener. Then my wee pee begins to tinkle out loudly but relaxing none the less. "TSSSSSSSSSSSssssssssshhhhhhh tinkletinkle dripdripdrop!!" Ahhhh! It's such a beautiful thing to let that urine out. I grab some toilet paper and wipe my vagina between my legs then my bottom. I feel another fart coming out. "PAAAARRRRPPP-PLUNK!!!" Not to mention one last poo. I wipe my bottom again feeling satisfied and happy with myself. Then I get up and flush the toilet with my feet. My poo looks as fat and thick and long as a snake leaving a long bunch of skidmarks yuck. It'a a sort of a good thing indeed. "FLUSSSSSSSssshhhhh!!!" Well I better get dressed and wash my hands before someone else comes in and uses the stall I chose. Bye bye now.
Thursday, November 7, 2024
Catherine
Quick Replies
Jenny SIS: Did you really say my name out loud when you realized that your underwear was clean? I am so flattered and touched! That sounded like it was an amazing poop. And I never take offense to anything that you might say. I feel so free on this forum! And yes my poops stink! Haha! And, yes, my butt is big. Being 6'1 and curvy, there's no way to hide it. It's there. And it can doodie like an elephant!
Anonymous Vol: I would love to have that experience but sadly I have never shared a unisex bathroom!
Blushing Mess: I am so sorry about your accident! I bet that would have been an amazing poop to have done in the privacy of your own home. I hope you are OK!
Shannon T: Welcome to the forum! I am so sorry about your past accidents but I am glad that you have not had one since. I would love to hear more from you!
Louise: Why would someone do that? I mean laxatives can affect people differently. What if someone were allergic? I am glad that you are OK!
Marley: I would love to hear more from you if you have anything to share. I am glad that you are OK!
And hello to Mina and the three crushes, and Victoria and Robyn!
Love to all!
Catherine!Princess Toadstool Peach
Really 100% Desperate for a Big Potty Wee and a BM Poo too!!
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach and today I am really 100% desperate for a big wee and even a poo too. I feel the urge coming and it's going to be a big one I can tell. I think I'll try out using my white plastic potty today. I find it in my cupboard, put it down in the middle of the bedroom floor, my bladder was feeling desperate same with my bottom lifted my dress, pulled my panties down to my ankles, gave my bottom a little royal wiggle and sat down on the potty. Since I don't have a newspaper to read I might as well adjust and squat. My vagina is all set for action as I empty it all out "TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsssshhh tinkletinkle dripdripdrop!!" Ahhhhhh that feels nice. Oof big poo coming. I push, I squeeze and I grunt until pretty soon a long thick lumpy large poo comes slowly oozing out of my bottom poo hole. I clutch the potty with both sides and then I pooed. "PLOOP SPLASH PLUNKPLUNKPLUNK!!!" Ooooh last time I eat Romulan for lunch. Anyway I better get some toilet paper fast before my bottom starts to itch and crust. Soooooo bye bye now. ROSALINA!!!!Annie
To Thunder
To Thunder. Thank you though I finished breakfast not long ago with a coffee and water. I already take prescribed laxatives and stool softeners every day on top of the other medications. I have had constipation issues since I was a baby (38 years ago). I will drink more warm water, probably do stretches and exercises in my room and try to sit on the toilet afterwards. I don't think it will be small or easy.Anna from Austria
@Jenny SIS Thanks a lot for your reply. You are right by the way it is good to be able to poop before doing some intense workout. I do not like it when I have to go to Number 2 during a workout. The danger of getting skidmarks is very high. Most of my underwear is white which would make skidmarks super visible.
So far I was lucky because I always had to poop at the end of my workouts. Then I always went straight to shower from the toilet.
greetings from Austria
AnnaPete
After two days of constipation last night, I took a laxative. Immediately I had finished my breakfast I started to fart. It was the kind of fart that signals that you really do need to take a dump. I hastened to the downstairs toilet, struggled to undo my belt and fly and slowly pulled my pants and underpants down and sat on the pot. After I recovered my breath, the first turd started to emerge from my shithole. I waited for a couple of minutes before standing up to examine my excrement. There were three turds, a large one, by my standards about 5 inches long, a medium-sized one(3 in) an a small one(1 in) which was stuck to the wall of the pot. I continued to sit there, but no further shit was forthcoming. I started to wipe using lots of toilet paper and finished by wedging a manpon, which is a pad of toilet paper, between the cheeks of my buttocks, held in place by my underpants. I then pulled up my pants and flushed the WC.Princess Toadstool Peach
Trying Elaine's idea and sitting on the Toilet Backwards
Hello everyone I'm Princess Toadstool Peach and today I am trying out a new trick I always wanted to do and that is sitting on the toilet backwards. I never ever really tried it before but 1st time for everything. I head into the bathroom, walk over to the toilet, lifted my dress, pulled my panties down to my ankles taking them off because my panties aren't stretchy enough to go backwards, gave my bottom a little royal wiggle and sat down on the toilet backwards facing the tank. I could just see my behind in the mirror as I wiggle it about a bit before I push out a enormous bowel movement. It smells terrible! I could just see it brown, lumpy, thick and 5 inches filling up the whole toilet. I grab some toilet paper just about to wipe until I begin to wee too. It's a miracle I am able to get it all in the bowl instead of wetting myself. Then I finally wipe myself front and back my bottom and my vagina. Then I get up, place my panties back on, pull them up and then lift down my dress and finally flush my stinky poo away. Thank goodness. Woo I never thought I liked doing that. So until next time bathroom lovers bye bye now!!
Max the Swiss gent
Good relief
Greetings and grüzi. Last Sunday me, my wife and our baby son were attending my grandfather's 86th birthday (he's still in decent shape for his age!). My grandmother made a Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte, which everyone in my family loves.
When we went for a longer walk later that day, my bowels send signs that they desired to be emptied. I already pooped in the morning, but I generally poo twice a day.
I had to hold it for a while which wasn't that comfortable, considering I generally don't like holding it for long, but when we were back at my grandparents' house, I went to the bathroom to shit. The result was a long light brown turd that did stink a good bit. But boy, did it feel good!
The next day my wife would hit our home bathroom for an even bigger shit, but I'll tell that story another time. Oh, and I'm dropping another deuce while I'm writing this!
Do you manage to talk about your poos with folks from the opposite gender? I managed to do so many times. I did manage to catch quite a few ladies poop in my pre-teens, a lot of them being chubbier ones, which did influence my taste (including a teacher!). One of those influences to this day is my paternal Aunt who is 41 (only eight years older than me) and also on the slighy overweight side of things. In my 20's, I did manage to be in her presence while she was pooping a few times.
My wife, to whom I been married since September 2023, is 24 and also curvy, but not chubby and originally from Germany. While this may not sound like she's as open as us Swiss dudes are, she does not mind submitting to wish either, especially during her pregnancy when she often struggled with constipated (she actually still does even after birth, but it's less bad). And yes, it does also quite smell when she goes.
Bianca
To Tig
Hi Tig. I don't mind noisy farts on the toilet in public. I feel I have a mild to moderate form of IBS from surgery some time ago. This doesn't bother me for the most part, but I've sometimes worried about reactions from others. My poop smell never bugs me either. A couple of nights ago while in the bathroom, I heard Mom fart loudly. Not much else to say now. Bye.
Mathias (From Denmark)
Holding it in for fun.
Hi everyone. Long time lurker and this is my first post.
I never really experienced that feeling of not being able to hold in my poop, resulting in an accident. it's like my stomach just wont allow it. so in recent years i've tried a few times holding it in for days, to see if i would become desperate at some point but i am always able to control it and my stomach will start to hurt before i get the feeling of desperation. I usually poop once or twice a day and mostly quite soft. not diarrhea but not that firm either.
well just wanted to introduce myself. I enjoy reading all your stories :)
Annie
Surprisingly soft and quick poop
I got up around 8:15 AM and waited impatiently for the washroom since someone was taking ages in there (shaving, etc before work). Once he left the washroom I sat up, grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste off the desk, grabbed my Walmart bag off the floor, went to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, went to the washroom (pee), brushed my teeth, put the toothbrush and toothpaste back in my room, went upstairs for breakfast. My caregiver was up and she surprised me with a double decker cucumber, tomato and lettuce sandwich, an apple, a banana and a hot cup of coffee. That was a pleasant surprise. Took me a while to eat but I enjoyed it. Her son was eating breakfast and drinking coffee on the floor because of his broken leg. He has to get around using crutches and work from home on his cell phone. By the end of breakfast I was full but happy, took my medications, thanked my caregiver again and took my Walmart bag and water jar downstairs. A few minutes ago I got the urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, 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, closed the door, turned off the light, walked to the washroom, turned on the light, walked in, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my black sweatpants and boy shorts underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed out surprisingly soft but quick poop. No farts, no noises, just quickly went into the toilet. Was surprised and happy about that. After I was done I pushed back my sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag, grabbed the toilet paper, took some off the roll, put the roll back into the Walmart bag and put the Walmart bag on the floor. Wiped my vagina first then leaned forward and wiped my butt really well until it was clean. Put the toilet paper into the toilet in between my legs, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a pile of soft poop in the toilet and P.U. it stunk lol. Flushed the toilet and all except for a little flake went down. Flushed again. Yup. Washed my hands at the sink (my Walmart bag was on my wrist), went to the door, opened it, turned off the light, walked to my room, took off the ugly beige flip flops outside my room, turned on the light, opened the door, walked in, closed the door, put on the flip flops in here, dried my hands on the towels in here, walked to the bed and now writing this. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy and is having a good start to the week.
Happy pooping and peeing!
Annie
Tuesday, November 5, 2024
Tig
Second Post
Hi, Tig back again, my second post
It is so good being anonymous here on this site as I would Never normally talk about going to the toilet and the rude noises I sometimes make on the toilet, but its good to talk about it to see how it is for others and how they deal with constipation if they need to and how they deal with dropping loud farts on a public toilet if need be.
So yesterday evening just before bed I took a dose of laxatives
Just followed the directions on the bottle, it says take in the evening before bed and took the recommended amount.
This morning I awoke round about 7.00am and needed to pee.
Got up, sat on the toilet and started peeing.
Finished peeing and continued to sit as I could feel a rumbling and cramping in my stomach.
Then about two minutes later I felt a huge gust of wind coming up. Oh good.
So I pushed ever so slightly and was rewarded with a very large gassy fart that resonated loudly in the toilet bowl.
Oh boy, It felt very good and was relieving on my stomach and smelled quite strongly.
Continued to sit and farted again and started to push out three very large logs. They were very soft and very easy on my bottom and came out very quickly. I think there was three, but could have been more.
After the logs had dropped I flushed and continued to sit as I felt there was possibly more to come out.
There was no more logs but several noisy wet farts. My stomach felt much better all the bloating had now gone.
After a while it seemed like I had finished farting and pooping, so I wiped my bottom and stood up and decided I should clean the toilet bowl as it was a bit skid marked after that little episode.
I am also very lucky as I work from home nowadays and today would not be a good day to be going to the office.
Obviously today if I felt like I was going to pass any gas would be very important to ensure I was sitting comfortably on the toilet, my private toilet at home. I would not like to be on the toilet in the ladies in the office as I hate anybody hearing the rude noises I sometimes make.
However, on my toilet at home I actually feel safe pooping (when I can) and no problems farting.
I can also browse the internet and even work whilst on the toilet, all very good.
Well after my next movement I will return and let you know how that goes.
Love from TigAnnie
Somewhat big hard poop
Hi. I woke up this morning around 8:15. I grabbed my Walmart bag, toothbrush and toothpaste and went to the washroom to pee and brush my teeth. Afterwards I went upstairs for breakfast. Saw a homemade sandwich and fries on the table and a cup of coffee. I took the sandwich out of the plastic container (it was wrapped in plastic wrap), microwaved the fries and the coffee and sat down to enjoy breakfast. There was also an apple next to everything which I ate after. I took my medications after breakfast, took my Walmart bag, notebook and water jar and went downstairs to my room. Downstairs I put my stuff in my room, filled my water jar, microwaved it and slowly drank it. A few minutes ago I got the urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, walked to the door, took my bedroom flip flops off, opened the door, walked outside 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, walked in, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first then pushed. Splash! A huge chunk of poop flew out of my butt into the toilet. I pushed again to see if anything else was in there. Nope. Pushed back my sweater sleeves, reached into the Walmart bag, took the last of the toilet paper off the roll, put the empty roll back into the Walmart bag, put the bag on the floor and got to work wiping. Wiped my vagina first then leaned forward slightly and wiped my butt. Not much mess on the toilet paper but there was a little blood. Put the toilet paper into the toilet, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in the toilet. There was a thick somewhat dark chunk of poop like the end of a turd. Not much but it was a good start. Flushed the toilet and it went down. Flushed again to make sure. Yup. Went to the sink, washed my hands well, left the washroom (turned off the light first), dried my hands on the towels in my room, went upstairs for more toilet paper and now writing this. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy and is having a good start to the weekend.
Happy pooping and peeing!
AnnieThunder
Replies
Very glad Mabo and Annie got their poo out . I told my physio that what goes in eventually comes out ! Someone asked if I had ever had someone do a poo in front of me , other than my therapist. Probably not except for a couple of times ( long ago) where my partner had severe diarrhoea and needed my help. You, you might need to hit the laxatives a bit sooner ! ThunderElaine
Sitting backwards
I have ibs I fluctuate between periods of constipation and periods of diahrea at the moment I'm having several runny poops a day and it comes out in several waves during each sitting. Yesterday my husband heard me groaning in the bathroom he opened the door and said are you ok hunny? The stench and sounds of splattering poo in the porcelain bowl told him the answer, oh you poor thing he said as he came in and offered to rub my back his gentle caressing actually helped immensely. I tore off mounds of toilet paper and wiped my backside it took several wipes and my bottom felt like it was on fire I asked him to hit the flush for me as I felt like I still had more to come and the bowl was filling up fast!! The rushing water underneath me felt nice and cool actually just what I needed to soothe my sore bottom. My husband suggested that I turn around and sit facing the cistern so I can flush the toilet with ease myself, it felt so strange sitting that way very unnatural but it actually made my bottom open up more since my legs were spread out wider and I felt I got it all out a lot faster, this trick could also be handy during periods of constipation. Also I didn't need to reach my hand back while flushing as now it was a easy reach right in front of me.Anonymous Vol
All-gender restroom experience
I've posted here before about this, but I had another experience I would like to share. To remind people, I am a male graduate student in my early 30's, attending a large public university in the south.
Like I've said before,there is a multi-stall, all-gender restroom in the library of the university where I am pursuing a master's degree. I often use this bathroom, because it is always an interesting experience. Halloween was no exception.
On the afternoon of Halloween, I felt the urge to poop driving home from work, so I decided to make a quick stop at the campus to use said bathroom.
I walk up to the library, go into the stall, and sit on the pot. In short order, I pee, and push out a medium sized poop. While I'm sitting there and scrolling my phone , waiting to see if there's any more poop, I hear the door open, and a girl wearing a pair of black Hokas enters the other stall (two-stall-bathroom). She latches the door, gets her pants down, and pees. After her pee finishes, I hear a quiet, airy fart followed by about 20-30 seconds worth of crackles and heavy poop plops. As she is going, I begin to pick up a faint but noticable earthy poop smell.
After her plops end, I remain seated a little bit longer, with silence from her stall, other than her occasionally tapping on her phone screen.
After a few more minutes, I wipe and flush before taking a seat on a bench directly behind the bathroom to reflect on what I had just experienced. After a few more minutes, and at least one other person entering and exiting the bathroom, probably for a pee, I hear the door open, and see a fairy heavyset girl with a short blonde ponytail a Thing 1 shirt, which I assumed was part of a Halloween costume, shorts, and the same black Hokas I remembered seeing in the neighboring stall. At this point she had been in there for around 10 minutes, so I imagined she probably felt a lot better, and was kinda amazed that she would have had anything at all left in her after the barrage of plops I had heard when she first sat on the toilet.
My curiosity got the best of me, and I went back in the bathroom and into her stall. Surprisingly, there was no evidence left in the bowl, although there was a noticable poop smell in the air.
I went back to my car and drove the rest of the way home.
Has anyone else ever had an experience like this one, or does anyone have thoughts on multi-stall all-gender restrooms like this one?Harris
Hey guys, I'm Harris and this is my first time posting here. I usually have really soft poops, but today was different. This morning at my dorm I had an incredibly large bowel movement! It started off with just gas, then some straining but nothing came out for about 5 minutes. Then suddenly it felt like a freight train was passing through me - literally pushing down with all its might. Finally, after what seemed like forever, out came this huge turd. It was definitely one of the largest ones I've ever made.
It wasn't exactly soft either. It felt more like Play-Doh. When I looked into the toilet, there were multiple dark brown logs floating in the water. The main piece was about 9 inches long and almost an inch thick. I flushed twice before everything went down. The toilet got pretty messy due to the size and shape of my poop. My poops have always been on the messier side, even when I was a kid. They're usually soft and light brown, and I have to wipe more times than average because they never completely come out unless I give them a good push. I was actually surprised that my butt was relatively clean after the whole ordeal. Man, that was quite an experience!