Taylor
Supermarket witness
I was waiting in line for the checkout and noticed the toddler in front of me me moving around a little. It wasn't the typical bored toddler wanting to go home, there was something wrong. Her mother paid for the shopping and as she was finishing putting them in the bags the toddler suddenly half squatted. It didn't take Sherlock Holmes to work out what was happening. She patiently waited for her daughter to take care of business and mouthed "Sorry" to me before picking her up in one arm, her shopping with the other and asking the cashier where the baby changing facilities were.
John H
Replies/comments
Hey all. Happy new year.
@Catherine. Yes I think I didn't realise the size of the task at hand when I tryed to read every post on the website. It makes you wonder what gold we have missed out on though lol. Such is life. You can't do it all.
BTW if I can I will begin to respond to your post regarding your top stories as and when I can. I just have a lot of personal stuff on at the moment.
@Sandra. Now that sounded like the enjoyable kind of poo I like to take. It's clear you enjoy everything about a relaxing poo. Thanks for sharing such a detailed account of your poo on the train. I would happily enter that train toilet after you and yes you got to be careful with those sliding toilet doors. Hope you post more.
@JackMann. I have had dreams where I do long pees and poos. It always feels so real but thankfully I always wake up dry.
That's all for now. Take care all.
John H.
To Megan
Megan I enjoyed your story about clogging the toilet my poops are big too sometimes. Do u poop in public? If so I'd love to hear your story I usually poop before I get in the shower too try lighting a candle before u drop a deuce next time that usually helps it not stink as bad!
Looking forward to hearing from u! My name is Austin by the way!!Princess Toadstool Peach
the Midnight Snack Time turns into Midnight Pee + Poo Break!
Hello everyone I am Princess Toadstool Peach and tonight to celebrate the new year 2025 coming up I decided to have a midnight snack time in my bed before I drift off to sleep. I ate about four mint flavoured cookies, three apples, two extra sour cream beef bean burritos and one huge glass of chocolate milk with malt added. It was delicious. I was just about to nod off after eating…(YAWN!!) so much but my stomach feels a little squeeze and my bladder tingles. Time for a bathroom break. The moment I get out of bed I start running to the bathroom, then off goes my pyjama pants to my ankles and then I wiggle my bottom and then I sit down on the toilet adjusting myself and squatting reading the newspaper and then I start urinating "Tinkle tinkle TSSSSSsssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhh dripdripdrop!!" Then I start to push feeling a thick large brown portion of poo coming out of my bottom poo hole. It makes me feel a bit gassy but then again I did have two extra sour cream beef bean burritos to eat. Oooo owww ouch ouch OUCH!! It's so hard to get out of there. I push again releasing it along with some crackles and hot gas "PLUNKPLUNKPLUNK SPLOSH SPLASH PLOOP PLOP!!!!" Ahhhhh so far so good. But maybe next time I will stop eating beans in my beef burritos. I grab some toilet paper and wipe my vagina clean between my legs then my bottom front and back and finally after one more gassy fart I get off the toilet and pull my PJ pants up. Wow it looks lumpier than the last one I took. But I am not the one to complain. So I flush the toilet and watch as the waste dump loaf I pinched along with my pee wee tinkle goes down the drain. Phew! I then wash my hands and head back to bed feeling very tired and exhausted and also quite sleepy too. YAWN!! Happy New Year to everyone and hope you enjoy 2025 next…ZZZZZZzzzzz zzzzzZZZZZ SNORE SNORT SNORE!!!
Catherine
Best Wishes for 2025!
As I write this, I am alone on my toilet in the master bathroom enjoying what will probably be my last doodie of 2024! It is a really nice, long, thick one!
I hope that you all have a wonderful 2025! And, I hope that each day you have at least one amazing bowel movement to enjoy! This forum has meant a lot to me! I love each of you all dearly!
Love to all!
Catherine!
PN
Reply to JackMann RE Toilet Dreams
I don't recall having either of the types of dreams you describe, but one recurring one is a dream where I desperately need to pee, but every time I am about to get started, someone or something interrupts me and I can't go.
Leah
Trains
-Stephen.p
I find your story interesting, about pooping on a train as it leads me to a recent story myself.
I was coming home from a day out up north, this was quite late in the evening on a Saturday night, lots of intoxicated people on the train and I needed a wee, I felt like I needed a poo too but I noticed that some young woman was vomiting in the train carriage, on the floor too I guess.
But some other women got her into the loo and she must have been sick in there, once they got off the train the train was quieter so I took my chance.
I walked to the loo and it was a normal door you push open, I went in and struggled to close the door, the door was sticking ajar, I was trying to ram it shut and it wasn't going, I couldn't lock it either so I tried to be quick.
I pulled my jeans and panties to my ankles and sat on the metal seat, the train was jumping about rocking, going side to side and I couldn't get my pee stream going, the moving train was putting me off massively.
I heard some footsteps coming so I was pushing the door but someone opened it inwards and it was the conductor. He quickly left, and left me red faced, I didn't get all me pee out so I quickly got some tissue and wiped my slightly leaking vagina, pulled my jeans up washed my hands and went back to my seat, the conductor walked past me and apologised for walking in on me! I was too tired and warn out from the day so I just brushed it off and dozed off.
Which leads me to a question for you all, does anyone spend lots of time in the train loo because they can't pee? I'm asking because I have noticed that lots of people do it and would like to get people's thoughts, happy new year
Emma two
Double relief in the woods
I was 17 at the time and I challenged myself to hold my poo for a week but I only managed to hold it six days in the end. I was walking home from town when the urge to poo hit me like a ton of bricks. I was near a wooded area by the golf course and I sneaked in through a gap in the fence and hid myself in the undergrowth where no one could see me. I was close to having an accident in my knickers but I managed to get my skirt up and pulled my knickers down just in time and squatted over the grass and relaxed my bottom. I pushed out a long thick rope of soft poo onto the ground and it felt so good I.... Well let's just say I got there! I'd never felt so much relief where I actually had two kinds of relief while I was doing it and it's not the only time that's happened to me when was desperate for a poo. I took a while to compose myself after my intense experience and wiped my bottom and front with some leaves and pulled my knickers back up and smoothed my skirt down and walked home feeling a sense of euphoria as I replayed the events in my mind. When I got home my mum noticed how happy I looked and I think she sensed what happened.Catherine
Responses
Denise: It is always good to hear from you! I am so sorry to learn of John's accident, even if it was that long ago. I've feel like I am a good judge of stool size by what it feels like when I have to go. Maybe others aren't good at it but if the urge is strong and doesn't seem to relent, it is best to take care of it soon! It's usually a BIG ONE!!! Yes, I cannot relate to a smaller accident. It just seems like the pressure would not be as intense so as to force you to let go if it is a small load. Also, I am glad that you had people who could relate to your accidents. That's why I love this forum. I feel that I can talk about things that would be embarrassing if it were with people I know.I hope you are well and I love your posts as well! Happy New Year!
JackMann: I've had similar dreams. I've had a dream that I was pooping in a unisex bathroom and there were no stalls, just all of us sitting on the toilets in full view of each other. That was weird. I have had dreams when I think I am on the toilet to pee and I wake up and realize I have a very full bladder. I've never wet the bed though.
Megan: That sounded like an amazing dump! I'm glad it finally went down. Happy New Year!
Annie: I hope you have a wonderful New Year and that you are able to find a permanent place to live that would suit you! You are a wonderful person! Just curious, why do you have to carry your own roll of toilet paper to the restroom?
LC: Well, the first may not happen because I wouldn't ask them unless they indicated that they were sick. These women were avoiding using the word "diarrhea" but would use some other euphemism to indicate that they have/had diarrhea, like "sick at the other end." But in the second scenario I would remain professional but continue with the conversation, relating my own experiences as they might pertain to theirs. Happy New Year!
BB: Great story! Do you think she was a germaphobe and afraid to sit directly on the toilet? Keep us updated. Happy New Year!
Jessica W: So glad that you are back! I hope you had a wonderful birthday and anniversary! Happy New Year!
Jenny SIS: I miss you! I hope you are well! I hope that you have some wonderful, enjoyable BMs, with or without skids, whatever your preference! Thanks for making this forum wonderful!
Victoria and Robyn: Happy New Year! I miss you!
Mina and the Three Crushes: Happy New Year!
MD Dan: I hope that you and Kate are well! Happy New Year!
To all: I remain regular and have had some wonderful holiday doodies. Nothing really exciting for a story, but they have been long, thick and have smelt, well, I'll leave that to your imagination!
John H: Happy New Year!
I hope that everyone has a wonderful 2025! Happy New Year!
Love to all!
Catherine!
Annie
To Catherine, Thunder and LC
Thank you, I appreciate that :) I do feel appreciated now. Before I was feeling frustrated and ignored like no one was reading or caring about my stories (and they take quite a while to write)
To Thunder-Hi Thunder. I can't really remember that far back. I was in the Epilepsy Clinic in downtown Toronto I think before my brain surgery (my surgery was in July 2013 and it caused memory loss). I do remember that I was in the hospital for about 9 days (they take you off all your medications to induce seizures. They also don't give you much water so they had to give me a laxative and a suppository. That resulted in more than one trip to the washroom and ended up with me having diarrhea and pooping out a giant poop). I was much happier once I was able to go back on all of my medications, go home (I was married back then), shower and go to the washroom at home.
To LC-Thank you. I'm pretty open to talking about anything. Keep in mind that my memory is hit and miss due to brain surgery and a stroke.
STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
This morning woke at five am had a wee in the THETFORD ELLEGANCE portta pottie then carried it downstairs to empty.as I got to the drain to empty I needed to poop,ran over to the van and used the on board ADVENTURIDGE porta pottie,then carried it over to drain and empted .
I put the van pottie back into the van added one litre of water to the rinse and one litre water and hand full of washing powder to the lower tank then left in galley area ready for next time.
The THETFORD ELLEGANCE I took back to the bedroom then put one litre of water in the rinse and one litre of water and a handfull of soap powder in the lower tank then went back downstairs.I filled the kettle made tea as I drank I needed the toilet again so went back to van and had another NUMBER TOO.
Most shit ever
I woke up and I had to shit, went to the toilet pulled down my pj's and sat on the toilet and omg it was the most shit I had done in my life. First firm logs one by one not too big sank to the bottom with a plash.
Plop plop. I was bored I hadn't grabbed my phone. More shit firm every minute another log, this went on a while. Soon the splashes stopped I looked down between my legs there was a pile of these logs now sticking out the water. My stomach settled a bit I thought I was done oh think again, it went weird mushy splattering down from my bum
I kept going and when I stopped I had created a cow pat mound of soft shit. I grunted so many times and soon I was done the mound was a third up the toilet. After wiping a lot I flushed and the toilet water level rose to the top. Lived here many years never had that happen before. I panicked but luckily it went down and I gave it another flush just to be sure then very quickly got dressed and went to work, it's an hours drive.
About 15mins before I got to the office an urge hit me and I honestly thought I'm not gonna make it. When I got there I fumbled my card and ran up the stairs as the elevator can get busy, I work on the top floor. Legged it to the toilets and sat down in the nearest cublible again solid firm logs poured out of me smashing the toilet and my bum.
Polp.plopping when a college comes in to use the urinal and I kept plopping the whole time he was there. Eventually he went and I finished, this time the shit met the top of the water level a little bit poked out. I wiped and flushed it away staining the toilet a lot. I left quickly just in time to start my shift no time to wash hands. My female boss said hi I just smiled awkwardly and sat at my desk sweating from the biggest shits I've had.Tricky
The Lock Broke on the Stall
This is a continuation from my last entry, "Explosive Diarrhea in Front of my Coworkers", involving that same workplace.
It was a normal night shift. I'd just gotten out of school and had a short two hour night shift. I arrived at work on time, and had to ring the doorbell so my manager could come over and unlock the door. I was needing to take a poop, probably my second for the day. Nothing particularly urgent, but I wasn't going to wait until I got home since I was comfortable pooping here and there was no point in holding it in.
I let my manager know I needed to use the restroom before starting as he clocked me in and I grabbed a magazine, but he told me he needed the stall first and that I'd have to wait. He gave me a list of things to do for the day before he left to the Mens' room to poop, also magazine in hand. I got started setting up a new computer, when he returned about 20 minutes later.
Manager: "She's all yours now. Don't fall in."
I grabbed a magazine and walked to the cafeteria, where Melanie greeted me, making herself something to eat for dinner as I walked into the Mens' room, magazine in hand. I latched the stall door shut just as the entrance door to the restroom swung shut, and noticed the latch on the door felt a bit wobbly, as the lock suddenly fell off of the stall door as I stood there. The door swung wide open and wouldn't stay put. I tried to shut the door, but it kept opening itself before I could even get my belt unbuckled to try to sit. I was too nervous to poop here, realizing that if someone walked in they'd get an eyeful of me on the crapper. I wasn't comfortable with shitting in doorless stalls or open toilets until much later in my life, even though I'd already used such facilities during emergencies when I had no choice. This was not a situation that had enough urgency to convince me to go here with no privacy when anyone could just walk in and see me on the toilet with no coverage.
Melanie was still eating at the table. She did most of the upgrades and maintenance here, having experience as a plumber, carpenter, locksmith, and mechanic, so I let her know about the broken lock, awkwardly standing there with my reading material under my arm, giving away what I was planning to do in there,
Me: "The lock on the stall door fell off in the Mens' room. The door won't stay shut."
Melanie: "Don't you hate that? I'll fix it later. If you need to go, I'll make sure no one walks in on ya'. It's happened before."
I thanked her and went back into the Mens' room.
I sat there pushing out a log with the stall door swung wide open and out of my reach, feeling exposed and vulnerable. If someone came in, I wouldn't be able to reach the stall door from where I sat. I heard footsteps as another coworker entered the cafeteria.
Mel yelled out, "Don't go in there. <My name omitted>'s in there and the lock on the stall broke again."
It was one of my male coworkers, that classmate who I could identify by his voice, "Again? I'll wait."
He knew the situation.
Mel then said, "Nah, just use the Ladies'."
I heard him walk into the ladies room, where I heard him take a long and loud piss, then flush, and wash his hands. He left the adjacent room right around the time my log dropped out into the water.
*BLOOP-T*
It was time to wipe.
As Mel promised, no one came in. I finished up, flushed the toilet, washed my hands, and exited the room about 7 minutes after entering, magazine in one hand, broken stall lock in the other. I handed her the broken lock.
She sarcastically yelled at me, teasing, "Get to work, slacker! You spent enough time in there daydreaming!"
I felt mildly embarrassed at her acknowledgment of my time spent in there. She obviously knew I just took a poop in there. But it wasn't that bad. She saw me walk back and forth to the Mens' room with a magazine in hand on a regular basis, and had already heard my noises at least once thanks to the explosive results of that laxative I took some weeks prior. She knew I pooped at work on the regular and she relished the humor of it, just like her uncle Jim, the manager.
I finished my shift around 8PM, and had to pee really bad. I made one final trip to the Mens' room and noticed the stall door was still hanging open. I stood at the urinal, just before starting my stream, when I heard a quick series of knocks on the door while it cracked open. It was Mel.
"Is someone in here?"
My pee rushed out aimed at the water of the bowl-style urinal.
*plip-p-p-p-p-p-p*...
I awkwardly said, "Yeah."
...*p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p*...
She said, "I'll wait for ya'."
...*p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p*...
Then the door shut.
...*p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p*...
It took a long time for me to finish up at the urinal because my bladder started draining itself at max capacity. Maybe after nearly two minutes of continuous peeing, I zipped up, flushed, and started washing my hands. Knowing I was now done upon hearing the flush and me washing my hands at the sink, she opened the door and walked back into the Mens' room, drill in hand, stall door lock prepared for installation, having just listened to me take a very long pee from start to finish.
She looked at me as I was washing my hands at the sink and said, "You must drink a lot of water."
I responded, now drying my hands with paper towels, "Yeah. About a gallon a day."
She then retorted, "No wonder your skin looks so clear! Water's good for ya'."
It was sort of awkward, but not embarrassing. I don't think she actually saw me standing at the urinal, just heard me, which I was used to in all kinds of settings. But if she did see me, she was far from the first female to see me pee.
I left the building and made my way back home.Bianca
Went A Lot Today
I had a lot of loose poop. It seemed ok, and soft this morning. I also did plenty of farting on the toillet, too. Luckily, I no longer have my old smoke alarm in my room. Around this time of December last year, I was nervous to go pee late at night, because the broken thing kept beeping. Thank god my alarm clock isn't that loud, or I could get the pee scared out of me.Annie
To LC
Thank you for your reply. Any type of reply to anything (except for intentional accidents or buddy dumps since I don't do either) are good. I appreciate it. What kind of reply would you (or anyone here) like? Let's make 2025 much better and get rid of the crap lolAnnie
To Denise and Catherine
Awww hi Denise! Thank you! *hugs* I do. When I wrote that post I felt ignored and frustrated (I think it was partially PMS) so I wanted to write that post to get my feelings out. I do feel appreciated now and less ignored. Not long until New Year's! Before anyone asks, no plans or resolutions here. I just want to make 2025 better than this year life and emotion wise. Thank you for your comment.
To Catherine-Awww hi Catherine. Thank you. I don't think the spicy food hurt my stomach just made me need to go then. Oh well :) Thank you. My brain injury manager is in charge of getting people housing, etc so it takes quite a while but better late than never. Wow the south of the US. I think you might like Toronto if you get to visit though it's pretty expensive (including our bus system, restaurants, etc). Still it can be nice depending on the area. Thank you for your comment.
To Thunder-Hi Thunder. Thank you for your comment. Yes I have off and on during the years, at first for unexplained seizures, once having a stroke (in my late 20s). They found out that I had a benign brain tumour (which was causing seizures, unintended weight loss, etc). I had brain surgery in July 2013 and go to MRIs and follow ups every 6 months. I go in a van with someone who works with my brain injury manager to and from appointments etc. Otherwise I have not been in the hospital and I'm on prescription laxatives and stool softeners and eat a healthy diet etc and they keep me regular.
To Megan
Megan I enjoyed your story about clogging the toilet my poops are big too sometimes. Do u poop in public? If so I'd love to hear your story I usually poop before I get in the shower too try lighting a candle before u drop a deuce next time that usually helps it not stink as bad!
Looking forward to hearing from u! My name is Austin by the way!!
STEPHEN.P
BOWEL CHANGES
Three years ago I stayed at a holiday park over christmas as their was loads of food I had to poop more often.using the toilet in the chalet did not give me the satisfaction of a good shit.
Several times I went to the campervan and had a good shit ,this year I took the car ,I used the toilet in the chalet many times and the toilet at reception often having a good shit.
Pooping in the campervan most days for the past three years using the pottie seat hight thirteen inches has improved the performance of my bowels
Tuesday, December 31, 2024
STEPHEN . P
Been in house sorting papers,had the urge for a BM came to the campervan
sat on the potty and done a NUMBER TOO .For some reason I always need to poop on a sunday soon after EIGHT PM.
J.
Replying to Katie (modesty pee)
Have you ever had to modesty pee in a skirt...you talked about pants and shorts.