Sounder
Question for everybody: when you have to strain to make a big poop, do you tend to do it with a long grunting sound like "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGH" or with short grunts like "UMPH" OR "UHHH"? What variety of pooping sounds do you use?
Tony
Nicola, a lovely description both of your doing a big al fresco poo on the sand dunes and the big load you passed with your two colleagues in the changing rooms. I'd love to have been there for both performances. Like my wife Theresa and myself you have a relaxed attitude to your natural functions. Happy landings Nicks! I wonder how the caretaker reacts when he finds one of your big jobbies in the pan of your staff toilets. For all you know he might be turned on! Has he ever made any remark to you or the others about big turds stuck in the toilet pans in the female staff toilets?
Curious One. Most of the porta potties or portaloos as we call them in the UK that I have encountered are unisex with no urinals, this being more convenient to the event organisers and suppliers as they can then simply change the sign on the outside of the portaloo from Gents to Ladies as required, whereas toilets with urinals would be of limited use to women. Also the mess and smell from t!
hose with urinals would be horrendous. In any event, from old posts it is eveident that the trend in the UK for public toilets is towards unisex, with the urinal disappearing, a welcome change in my opinion.
Jenn, dont worry about it. As many women have said constipation is quite common when you have your period and Theresa is no different in that regard. Try Liquid Parafin (mineral oil) or inserting vaseline (pertoleum jelly) or a glycerine suppository if you really need, but usually simply drinking more fluids will help. I DONT recommoned strong laxatives such as Sennokot or Epsom Salts (Magnesuim Sulfate) as these are noth very unpleasent in their effects (diarrhea and cramps) and may play havoc with your body at a sensitive time.
Rob (Canada). I had a couple of big accidents in my underpants at School, one nasty, one less so. The nasty one was when I needed a motion but the student (substitute) teacher we had that week was a bit strict about pupils asking out to go to the toilet as many had abused this to get out of the lesson. She refused my request for "relief" as we called it then saying that I should have gone at the morning break. My reply that I didnt need then cut no ice. I tried to hold it in, the lesson just never seemed to end. At last, lunchtime and I ran to the Boys Toilet and almost made it. Unfortunately the 3 cubicles were all engaged, only the useless, (to me then), urinals being free. If there had been no urinals and an additional 2 cubicles (stalls) with WC pans as in the Girls Toilet, I would have been okey. I stood shuffling from foot to foot struggling to hold the big load of poo in and hoping that one of the toilet dooors would open but in vain. I felt a cramp in my belly and slowly but relentlessly the jobbie slid out of my back passage. It was a soft but formed poo, if done into the toilet normally it would have been big curved sausage type of turd. Instead it all squashed up in the seat of my underpants. Worse as in those days boys wore old fashioned undershorts beneath their knee length school trousers, and these underpants didnt have any elastic in the legs like modern male briefs which would have retained all the mass of poo in the underpants, all the mess slid down my legs. I was mocked by the others as I trudged home. Luckily my mum was very sympathetic not harsh like many mothers who have been mentioned here. She was angry with the teacher and accompanied me back to school and saw the headmistress to complain. This resulted in a directive that pupils were to be given the benefit of the doubt if they asked to go to the toilet. The second accident a couple of years later was far less traumantic. This time I was playing with some cousins in their garden and needed a motion. The toilet was occupied at the time so I held it in but while stretching during a game out came the jobbie in my underpants. This time it was a firmer more formed motion so my trousers escaped although my underpants, by this time Y Front briefs , did get soiled. My aunt was very sympathetic. She took me to the toilet to clean up and found me a clean pair of underpants, (actually a pair of girls' white cotton knickers as she only had daughters), and phoned my mum to explain what had happened. Again there was no scolding or trouble from my mum, who was always understanding about such matters.
Sandra
I've seen some recent posts about squatting on the toilet seat. As some of you know, many toilets in Japan are in the floor so people have to squat over them in order to pee and poo. I've used them myself when I visited a friend in Tokyo and I admit that it seems more comfortable and natural to poo that way. Some Japanese women whne using Western toilets still squat over the seat - they take off their pants and / or underwear, stand on the seat and squat. I've tried this (usually when there is poop on a public toilet) but don't find it that comfortable. I feel like I'm going to lose my balance and my pee often misses the bowl. I do like the huge "depth charge" ker-splonk the poo makes when it hits the water from such a great height, though! I think I'll stick to sitting on the seat!
Jenn L
Thanks to Matt from NJ, Steph, Althea, JW, Donny, and Nicola from England! The same thing in general you all asked was if I was on my period and no I wasn't and I stiaa am not but yes I have started. I have had very hard poops and I have to wipe a lot less. I haven't chanhed my eating habiats. I onlt poop at home. Thank you everyone My poop hasn't gotten any better but I will try all of your sugestions. Thanks again!!
Jamie
BRIAN
the answer is the sound you make trying to push out the log. NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
BUZZY
TO ALAN & LYNN-Long time since i've read your posts-i always enjoy your unique way of pooing together.I have never pooed with a woman like you guys do-i would love to someday!Sounds like fun!
TO CASEY-Try watermelon-it works well to make you go,but it doesn't give you the runs,it just makes the poo soft and easy to come out.Apples are good and so are pears.If i really want to go when i get up in the a.m.i drink a big glass of OJ and if i need more stimulation,i have some 7-11 coffee and boy do i have to go in about 10 mins or less!!Also believe it or not,try ice cream-works well too.All these things are cool cause they don't give you the runs like prune juice or a laxative-thats a drag!As far as suppositories-try dulcolax.They work great for the same reason- no lingering diahrrea-just insert and try to wait 20 mins or so and sit and you shit like crazy for about 10-15 mins and it's over.IT's been awhile since i've had to use them-i go great the regular way-every day and sometimes 2 times and yes i love to poo in different places-just read some of my older posts and you'll get the idea.I too like to hold it til i really gotta go and i'm out in the woods and i let it out.It's great-try it!
TO BRUTALLY FRANK-good story of the woman dumping on the road-you should have recorded it on a VCR-I would have loved to have seen that!Cool-Well,time to head out to the wild to dump-see ya BYE
Louise
Hello everybody!
JENNY - Hi and thanks for writing us such a lovely letter!
Yes you are right, it can be very sexual to have a pee and
I love how it feels when I squirt a geyser. It can be a
turn on for me too!
I do not know if I can tell you anything that will take
away your phobia straight away but I bet there are some
things you could do to help get you more comfortable.
You see I never had a problem like that because my mum
taught me to wee standing and things like that. I am
sorry if what I will say sounds wrong to you but I am
doing my best and yes I will try to help you.
I write to another girl on here who is very nice and it
maybe she would be able to give you some advice too.
She writes with the name PV and maybe you have seen her
letters. She has had a problem with peeing when others
are there and we have been talking about it a little
bit. If she is reading this I bet she will know how you
!
feel about your shyness. I bet she will be able to give
you some more advice.
I was a lot more shy more than a year ago than now. I
think it was the way I had to piss on a nude beach when
people could see everything. I know it may be that doing
that will not be for you, Jenny, but it was the real
strong need to let go that made me just squat and let rip
a real geyser into the sand.
Do you ever have a pee outside anywhere? It might do you
good if you try doing it in a quiet place somewhere. You
know you might find it is thrilling that there is a
chance that someone might see you. It will be better if
you are really bursting to pee and it will help you
avoid the shutoff effect that come when you are anxious.
I just think you need to build yourself up to it a little
bit. I know the first time I pissed in front of Steve I
was a little bit nervy and I wish I had asked him to watch.
The first time I stood in front of him and pissed I was
feeling very happy because I had just given my virginity to
him and so I just felt so naughty for trying to turn him
(and me) on with weeing like that. My heart was thumping
hard and I was so excited. You know I just think you do
have to really really need to go and you need to think of
how much you will enjoy the feeling of doing it.
I do not know if you ever drink alcohol, Jenny, but if
you do it could relax your nerves and it will give you
somethig to fill your bladder up with too. Also you will
need to use a public ladies' room a few times and again
it will help if you drink a little alcohol to relax you
and you will hopefully be busting for a piss eventually.
I think if you want to piss enough then it maybe you will
just stop thinking about other girls hearing you because
you will just be thinking about having a good long piss.
Aaaaaaaaaah. Just think of the relief as it squirts out
into the toilet bowl!
You know I always love to help another girl who wants to
learn to stand and pee. I was taught to do it by my mum
when I was a little girl, so I have been doing it a long
time. I have taught some of my friends to do it too, and
some can just do it very well because of the shape of
their pussy lips and others have not been so good. I do not
know if you will be able to do it well or not but if you
would try this method. This is what I have said before to
another girl who asked me. Try this in the shower. Place
your first two fingers of one hand either side of the top
end of your pussy in an upside-down V. You might like to
wipe your lips *before* you do anything to stop any
greasiness down there causing your fingers to slip until
you are practiced at doing this! Now use your fingers to
open yourself up a bit and splay those lips, and keep the
same pressure on both sides to avoid shooting off centre!
Start to wee, and keep the pressure on to begin with so you
don't dribble at the begginning. If you have now started to
wee straight down in a good stream, just try lifting your
puss upwards very gently. DO NOT JERK BUT DO IT SLOWLY!
Hopefully you will now find you are squirting forwards a
little bit, but you will need to practice to get it right!
Eventually you will be able to start in the lifted position!
This way works for me, no doubt other women have their own
variations on it.
I liked your story of how you listened at the door when your
male friend had a pee. Believe me you would like seeing him
do it more than you like hearing him! Hehehe. Please tell
me if anything happens! I hope I have helped!
JIM - Hi. If you mean the little boy I saw having a shit on
the nude beach then sure, I will tell you.
Steve and I were walking along the beach and not too far away
we saw a lady with two childr!
en. I do not remember how old
the girl was but I do not think she had reached puberty.
The little boy was about 3 years old I think. He was bending
over and his sister was holding his hand and looking behind
him while his mum I bet was trying to get him to do it.
I was still watching and then I saw a little log poke out of
his bum, and he squeezed it all out and it fell down into the
sand. I bet it was about 3 or 4 inches long. I do not remember
if he had his bum wiped or anything after that. I do not
remember seeing his face so I do not know how happy he was to
be having a shit with his mum and sister watching him.
Steve was not looking because he was watching two teenage girls
who were squatting and having a wee.
Yeah I have had a shit on a beach. The first was when I was on
a non-nude beach with my mum when I was 15. That was 12 years
ago. I was in the sea up to my tits and I reached down to pull
down my bikini bottoms. I pushed out a large log and I did
not see it but I bet it was one of my bigger ones. The second
time was 2 years ago(?) when I was with Steve on a non-nude
beach. We went up into some dunes and I pulled my bikini pants
off so I could shit. It was hard work and it was a very thick
log. Half way through I turned around when I was having a
problem pushing it and Steve saw why it was so difficult. Hehe.
KIM & SCOTT - Hi there! Thanks for answering, and yeah I know
you prefer your log crashing to pee experiments. Hehe. I just
thought you might like to branch out a bit and try new things.
PV - Hi girl!!! I will write about Saturday's match later this
week. I hope you don't mind waiting.
I hope you do not mind me pointing Jenny your way! She needs
some advice.
Last week Steve, my mum, sister and I went swimming again, but
we could not use the mens' toilet this time because Steve said
there was a cleaner in. We were a bit disappointed and we were
all bursting for a wee. My mum remembered where there was a
shower bath near the entrance to the pool, and each of us stood
in it for a piss. This time we did not stand next to each other,
we had to take turns to go in. I held Steve's cock for him and
that was very good. He went erect and my mum and sister saw him
at his best hehehe! We had to wait a minute for Steve to be able
to pull his trunks up. Hehehe.
Please write soon!
Louise.
Adrian
Nicola (England). I really enjoyed the account of the big jobbie you had after your shift at the Sports Centre. No wonder your work colleagues were impressed. I bet you'd been needing to go for a while and held it in. Anyway, it was a good story.
GRUNTLY BOGWELL
Thank you FAT WOMAN for that documentary on your latest constipatory movement with your niece watching as you struggled to unburden yourself. Perhaps you will be interested in the following account of a poo in the moonlight. I dated this girl in my early 20's who was blond, blue-eyed, about 5' 7" tall and weighed 360 lbs. (no joke). In fact, she had a friend that weighed 280 lbs. and the three of us would ride around in the friend's convertible sitting in the front seat…me at 150 lbs. between these two large young women. At any rate, my 360 lb. girlfriend and I were alone at her parent's cabin in the hills outside of town, by this small lake. It was the middle of the summer and we decided to go for a nude swim about 10 PM on a full moon night. We took just towels and wore rubber sandals down the trail to the lake and slid into the water. Carol was so fat that she floated up and down (vertically) like a buoy…whereas I was too skinny to float. So I kind of used Carol as !
a floatation device as we fooled around in the cool water. I had just swum around behind her a huge putrid gas bubble erupted from the dark water. "What the heck was that?!" I hollered. "Sorry" said Carol laughing "I farted underwater…but I think I have to go" A slightly straining look came over her wide face and another fetid bubble broke the surface and hung in the cool night air…"Now I know I have to go and the cabin is too far away." "Can you help find a place in the woods?" she asked with a smile as she headed for shore and waddled up the bank with me close behind watching her huge buttocks sway…needless to say my heart was thumping and I was breathing hard trying to control my naked self as I led her off the path into a moon lit clearing ten yards off the trail. She turned around squatted like a sumo wrestler in the ring. She BILLLAAAPPPPED a monster fart as she grabbed my hand for security…and I watched in amazement as this pretty mound of naked white flesh with all its large curves get into a poo-letting stance. The moonlight shown on her straining face as she looked up at me, her eyes searching my face for disapproval…she, of course found, none before she cut loose another BRRRaaaaaaaAAAAPPPPPPPPPP. "Sorry," she said, "I haven't gone in three days and I ate a large order of French fries smothered with mustard for lunch…trrryyyiinng to get (gasp) (gasp)…things stttarrrrted. I told her too take her time as I shivered with anticipation and from the cool night air. Carol grunted loudly again and I heard a KERTHUD as what I sounded like a large turd hit the ground below her ample ass. She sighed and shivered with the effort…looked up at me and said "That's one!" Then she asked me to get her towel from the beach. I ran off as well as I good in my excited state…grabbed the towels and came back to the clearing to see Carol staring ahead and gasping with a 14 inch log hanging down between her legs…the moon was behind her so I could see the turd-lump on the ground and the 14 X 2 inch hole stretcher steaming in the moonlight. The large banger KERFLUNKED to the ground as I came up and put the towel overt her frame, then took one end and patted the sweat off her brow, noting that she had been busy since I had been gone. "Yooooou dooonnnn'tttt know the half of it," she grunted and I could tell her bowels were giving up more of their contents to the night air as she hunched over under the towel. The latest offering KERLOUMPED onto the pile of poo below her bottom as I again held her hand. She smiled innocently, but impishly up at me. She sighed and was quiet for several seconds before she tensed again bringing on a BRRRRIIIIPPPPP, followed by the KERPASH… KERPASH… KERPASH… of mushier, easier moving poo being added to the growing pile beneath her squatted countenance. One last groan produced a few small PLOPS and Carol duck-walked out of her squat to stand upright and note that she was "Glad 'that' was!
n't on the path to the cabin!" We looked at the two tone mass of steaming brown poo on the ground glistening in the moonlight…I commented on the amount, then we went back down to the lake shore where I splashed water on her bum several times as a as she bent over exposing wide underside…she squealed and wiggled bulky posterior for me as I douched away her poo leavings with two-hand scoops of cool lake water. Then we went back to the cabin where she got what was coming to her.
Donny
Casey- Yeah, go ahead and shit again in a urinal if that's what turns you on. In the school where I work, every once in a while some kid will shit in a urinal and it's no big deal.
Chris
Hey Derrick.
That was a real nice posting about you and Nick. It's really nice to read about guys becoming close friends and sharing their most private moments with each other. Good luck to you both.
Katrine
Thought some of ya might enjoy this that i got in the email today.
(the male author was responding to a woman who accidentally walked into the men's restroom):
Please don't feel bad. It wasn't you entering the men's washroom that caused that guy to pee on the guy next to him. Hell, we do that all the time. It's rare for us guys to ever hit what were aiming for. Sometimes I go into the washroom, start to pee, and then just start spinning
around; just so I'll make sure I hit something.
You see, something you ladies should understand by now is that men's penises have a mind of their own. A guy can go into a bathroom stall because all the urinals are being used, take perfect aim at the toilet, and his penis will still manage to piss all over the roll of toilet paper, down his left pant leg, and onto his shoe. I'm telling 'ya those little buggers can't be trusted.
After being married 28 years my wife has me trained. I'm no longer allowed to !
pee like a man - standing up. I am required to sit down and pee. She has convinced me that this is a small price to pay. Otherwise if she had gone to the toilet one more time at night and either sat on a
pee soaked toilet seat, or fell right into the toilet because I forgot to put the seat down, she was going to kill me in my sleep.
Now another thing us guys don't usually like to talk about, but because you and I have become such good friends and you think I'm a classy guy, I might as well be candid with you because it's a real problem, and you ladies need to be understanding. It's the dreaded "morning wood".
Most mornings us guys wake up with two things. A tremendous desire to pee, and a penis so hard you could cut diamonds with it. Well, no matter how hard you try, you can't get that thing to bend, and if it don't bend you can't aim, well hell, if you can't aim you have no choice but to piss all over the wallpaper and that damn fuzzy toilet seat cover y!
ou women insist on putting on the toilet.
And by the way, when you use those damn fuzzy toilet seat covers, the friggin' toilet seat won't stay up by itself. So that means we have to use one hand to hold up the toilet seat and the other hand to try to control ourselves for that perfect aim.
Now sometimes, when you're newly married, (and I know the guys in here will back me up on this) you think you can get the toilet seat with that damn fuzzy thing to stay up. You jam it back and compress that fuzzy thing until the seat stays there. OK, so you start to pee, but then that
compressed fuzzy starts to decompress and without warning that damn toilet seat comes flying down and tries to whack off your weenie.
So us guys will not lift a toilet seat with a fuzzy, it's just not safe. I tried to delicately explain this morning situation to my wife. I told her... look, it won't bend. She said, "sit down like I told you to do all the rest of the time." OK. I !
tried sitting down on the toilet with
"morning wood".
Well it's is very hard to get it bent under the toilet seat, and before I could manage it, I had pissed all over the bath towels hanging on the wall across the room. Now, even if you are sitting down and you can get it forced down under the toilet seat, when you start to pee the pee
shoots out from the crack between the bottom of the toilet seat and the top of the bowl. You piss all over the back of your knees and it runs down the back of our legs on to that damn matching fuzzy horseshoe rug you keep putting on the floor in front of the toilet.
I have found the only effective maneuver to deal with this morning urinary dilemma is to assume the flying superman position laying over the toilet seat.
This takes a great deal of practice, perfect balance, and split time precision but it's the only sure way to get all the pee in the bowl during the first morning pee.
So you ladies have to!
understand that us men are not totally to blame. We are sensitive to your concerns about hygiene and bathroom cleanliness, but there are times when things just get beyond our control.
It's not our fault, it's just Mother Nature.
Now, if it was Father Nature, there wouldn't have been a problem!!!
Monday, July 24, 2000
kim & scott
hello all! TO JOE FROM NY-hello there.congrajulations on your marriage to melissa once more. to comment on one of your most recent posts.scott and I think that it is wonderful that you got the dodge viper GTS coupe.(Pretty expensive eh joe? but no matter you can afford it!) my boyfriend scott and I really like that car its SEXY!! I think my car is pretty hot also its a red mustang with a brown ragtop.when i drive down the road people stare at it(Or are they looking at a cute,stacked blond girl instead HAHAHA! or both the girl & the car?!WHO KNOWS?)and joe you wondered why your melissa has such huge logs?and you said because she is stronger and weighs more plus more muscular. I dont know the reason joe but melissa can join the club. I not only have 40-20-31 measurements but i lift weights too. I am not as muscular as your melissa but i am pretty BUFF TOO!! i can make a BIG round bicep or two BIG ONES (if i am flexing both arms).and you should see my boyfriend scott who is !
six foot one and HUGE! not mr. olympia but still darn muscular!(LIke one of those hugely muscular -young bodybuilding guys- who is huge everywhere but is not arnold schwaggennegger. ya know what i mean!)Your wife sounds pretty huge like the female bodybuilder KARLA NELSON you know the really tall muscular amazon lady. not to get too personal but is she like that.?? scott & i are just curious. thank you!) and even though I am shorter then melissa(I am five foot four)I often crash out enormous logs also! that clog the toilet .My logs often have nowhere to float because they are so big and i especially love to crash out logs so my man scott can see em (he loves them)And i also LOVE to crash many of my enormous logs out in public restrooms and leave them in the toilet and not flush and put the toilet paper in a basket outside so people will see how GREAT!!i went. I think by eating fiber in my diet like grain & wheat cereals-like TOTAL,checkered oats,etc along with s!
ome health food products -seem to energize my body and I continue to crash these spectacular logs out. I am glad your enjoying your wifes logs. I tell ya my scott sure enjoys mine!! (AND HE ENJOYS MY BODY TOO! HAHA!).maybe one day your melissa ,scott & i can get in our teenY Bikinis and pose together on the beach while you take pictures of us.(I heard you dont lift weights) well joe it cant hurt to dream. it sounded like a pretty fun idea. take care joe. say hello to melissa from scott & I will you? BYEEE!
Katrine
ok, all, sorry i haven't posted lately (sorry goldgirl!) but i haven't had much to post about. but today i was home alone all day and so i drank a lot of water and did a few things tot ell you about.
first, i'd been cleaning yesterday and had a bucket with vinegar and water in it in my bathroom. bursting to piss, i decided to use the bucket. i pulled off my blue jean uctoffs bu tleft my black panties on and squated above the bucket. i strted off slowly with a few trickles, wetting my panties and only dripping a little. then i had a rush and a stream blasted thru my panties and spattered the sides of the bucket loudly, trickling down. the stream kept up for about 30 seconds before slowing to a drip again. i had a little splitstream and dripped on the floor too, and had to clean it up. i left the bucket there but didn't use it again cuz i had better places.
the next place i went was on the bed in the second (guest) bedroom. i pulled down shorts and pan!
ties and straddled the corner of the bed so that my pussy was pressing right up against the yellow sheets and let go. at first i didn't feel anything but relief as the bed soaked the piss up, but as i kept going the piss started building up warn between my legs like in a dam. i pissed there for nearly a minute, then sat in the warmth until it all got absorbed by the bed, then put the bedspread over th e corner just like before.
gtg - tell the rest later!
Brutally, Frank
I live in LA. Last week I was in Everett, WA visiting my parents and took their big RV out on I-5 for some repair work downtown and to blow the carbon out of the engine (the way they drive it - it needs it.) I thought LA traffic was bad but coming south into Seattle over that big bridge, traffic was completely stopped . Five lanes wide like a parking lot. After 20 minutes a woman in car behind me got out and stepped in between her SUV and rear of the RV. I switched on the camera dad uses to see if any little kids behind before backing up and got a surprise. Obviously she didn't know about the RV camera -- and I watched as she squatted, pulled her dress up and panties down and peed a river, then pooped a big load right onto the roadway. I got an excellent view of several long, squishy turds coming out her poop chute. She wiped, pulled panties up, readjusted her dress, stood up, and went back to her car. All traffic sat for about another ten minutes then slowly started!
to move. My guess is that the way cars and trucks were lined up on both sides of us, nobody but me saw this stellar performance. Her face wasn't much to look at but the rest of her was average, about 35, and her bare butt with poop coming out looked just about the same as any other womans would. This is the first time I have ever seen anything like that during a traffic jam. I would think an unexpected delay might cause quite a bit of that problem, though. Can anyone else report seeing a sight like that as a result of bad traffic jams?
curious one
i have a question i hope can be answered for me-i recently have used a port-a-potty while running and the two potties i've used both had urinals on the side in addition to the normal toliets. I was wondering first off-do most port-a-potties now have urinals in them and secondly-do most men use these urinals over the toliets when they pee?
Matt from NJ
Hey Jenn, The first thing I would have to asj you, is if you have changed your eating habits? Do you eat more red meat or chicken? Your body is going through some changes right now, I'm sure you haven't gotten your first period yet, and if you have, then you're ahead of the game. I know from the experiences with my ex girlfrinds', sometimes BEFORE they would get their periods, they get somewhat constipated, then during and right after their periods, they have soft poops. By the end of the first week, they are back to normal to hard poops. See if your poops keep staying hard, if they do, you can go to your local pharmacy and pick up what is called "STOOL SOFTNER". If you don't know, just ask one of the pharmacists on duty, they will tell you where to get it. Good luck, and respond to me so I know if my advice worked for you or not. Ok.. :o)
-Matt
Steph
Hi guys, Steph's back! We (Alex, Jodi, Laura, and myself) just spent 7 of the best weeks of our lives traveling around Europe. It was a post (college) graduation trip. Yes, we all have plenty of toilet stories to post :-)!!!
Jenn L, I assume you are "maturing." If you don't mind me asking, are you on your period? I remember when I was 12-14 (I'm now 22) that my cycles were messed up. I'm not a medical professional, but I know most girls' menstrual cycles are not yet "fixed," and this could wreak havoc with your intestines. I read that you do have to push and strain to move your bowels, but are your poops harder than usual? Are you wiping less than you're used to? Please let me know how you make out, I do care.
Dr. Poop, I read your questions in the archives. Sorry I took so long to answer back. When I only have to pee, I usually just hoist myself off the toilet enough to wipe around my vulva (vagina). When I do both (as many veteran readers know, !
I almost always pee along with taking a dump), I get up off the toilet completely. I dry off my vagina and then wipe my butt until it's clean. I really don't know *why* I do this, I just do. BTW, Alex's wiping habits are the same as mine; she usually doesn't stand up completely when wiping her vagina, but stands up after taking a pee/dump.
Okay, some stories, the first one of interest to Jill and other "train poopers." I took my first dump on a train while over in Europe. We were on a French TGV (Grande Vitesse or Very Fast) train. Although we had Eurail Student Passes, good for second classes, we somehow got reserved for 1st class seats. Midway between Paris and Lyon, I felt an increasing urge to take a dump. I was worried about going on the train, mainly for hygienic reasons, but the WC (Water Closet - bathroom) was as impeccable as the rest of the train car. The bathroom was at least twice the size of what passes for a toilet on an airplane or US Commuter !
Train. I sat down and immediately started peeing and then began to defecate. I let out 3 waves of fairly soft poop. On a scale of 1-5, with 1 being liquid diarrhea and 5 being rock-solid clunks, I'd give it maybe a 2.25, a little softer than the "average" of 2.5. I got up to wipe my vulva and then my butt, six times. I brought my backpack in just in case there was no TP (I always keep a roll of TP in my backpack whenever I'm traveling or hiking), but there was an ample supply of paper in the WC. I flushed the toilet and, sorry, I don't know if there is a holding tank on the train, but the thought of yellow pee and soft poop flying off the train at 130 mph is not a pleasant thought :-(. Yes, the bathroom stank after that (from my poop, of course; it didn't smell when I first went in there), but I felt so much better. Oh, yes, there was water and soap with which to wash my hands.
Laura asked me, about 1/2 hour before reaching Lyon, if the bathrooms are OK. I wa!
s sitting next to her and she noticed me getting up to use the toilets. I told her that the WC was as nice as one could expect on a train. She asked me if she should bring in her TP (we all keep paper in our backpacks); I told her, no, there's plenty of paper in there, as well as soap and water. She smiled with relief and told me she'd be "right back." I assumed she only had to pee, since she was in and out of there in about 3 minutes.
A few days later we were in Grenoble, in Southeast France, where Alex spent a semester back in the Fall of '98. We stayed at a small hotel, with Alex and I sharing one room and Jodi and Laura sharing the other. Alex told me she had never used a bidet during the time she was there. I have used them several times, but not recently. I showed her how to use it, and I guess you could say we had a "buddy bidet," as well as a buddy dump, while we were there.
Oh, another thing while it's fresh in my mind. I took a dump in prox!
imity of my mother for the first time (recently). We were out shopping the other day and decided we both needed to use the bathroom. We went in and there were 4 stalls. We sat two stalls apart (yes, I'll admit, I didn't want to sit right next to her when there were other empty stalls. When I'm with Alex or Jodi, we always sit next to each other). There was nobody else in that bathroom, so while we were both peeing, I told her, as matter-of-factly as possible, that "I'm going to be a while. I have to go Number Two." (My Mom, when she was training me, said "poo-poo," but then taught me the difference between the "numbers." I'd never refer to taking a dump as "Number Two," otherwise) She said "me too" and left it at that. I heard her going, but it wasn't that loud. She got up to wipe while I was still straining to let out a second piece. As my Mom was washing her hands I told her "sorry, I need a few more minutes." "Take your time, Steph. I'll wait outside, honey."
I came outside a few minutes later after WFW (wiping, flushing, and washing). As we walked back into the shopping area, she asked me about the toilets in Europe. My father is Swiss (my Mom and I are American-born), so we are all familiar with the various toilets in Europe, but I think her question was rhetorical more than anything. I told her that most of the toilets were fine, but that I also peed in the woods several times (I wouldn't think of telling her that I also took a dump there, more on that later), just to freak her out. "I could never do that. You're such a '60s girl, too bad you were born in 1978." My Mom was born in 1947 and although she came of age in the mid-1960s, I'm definitely more "free-spirited" in many respects.
I do have many other incidents to write about, hints of which are in the last paragraph [read carefully :-)], but I'll hold off for a couple of more days. I know Alex has been itching to write some stuff on here, so I'll give!
her a chance.
A special "hi" to all my friends, especially Jeff A, Toledo, Philippe, and many others.
Peace and love,
Steph
Althea
Jenn L: You are maturing. I was once your age. It is a good age, only awkward. Eat lots of fruits and vegetables, wash you meals down with lots of water. Drink plenty of water during the day and you life will be a little bearable. I once passed out in class and my friends had to carry me to the nurse. It was on of my monthly periods.