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K.
I know that I’ve mentioned that I’m not very interested in poop and that
I usually don’t have memorable BMs. Well, for the past week, I’ve had a
few strange little poops (which I’ve already told you about) but
yesterday’s poop was just completely different from my normal poops.
It was only about 8 am, but I had already been up for a while. I had just
eaten a granola bar and I had been getting ready and I was sitting here
at my pc, when my stomach started hurting. I knew that it was just gas
pains and I wasn’t really worried. I had had Mexican food the night
before (chicken quezadilla with beans and rice) so I had been expecting
gas, etc. Well, it just got worse and worse, I was almost doubled over,
and I suddenly got an urge to pass gas. After how bad my stomach was
hurting, I figured I better wait until I was sitting on the toilet before
I let out anything. So, I stood up to go to the bathroom, and I just knew
that I was about to poop myself. So, I took off toward the bathroom,
pulling down my pants as I ran. When I let it out, sure enough, a huge
glop of soft poop plopped out. It wasn’t exactly diarrhea, but it all
fell into a pile. It was exactly like a horse or a cow pie. Exactly.
Though, perhaps quite a bit smaller. I wiped several times and flushed,
but I forgot that it already had a lot of paper in it and it got clogged.
I finished getting ready because I felt so much better after that, and I
figured I’d just plunge before I left. Well.. I forgot. So, when I got
home at about 3 pm that afternoon, there was a terrible stink in my
bathroom. Most of the poop had gone down before the paper clogged it, but
the rest of it had disinegrated and was still in there. I had to plunge
and flush about 3 times to get the water clear of those little grains. Ew.
Okay, well there’s another poop story from me. And here I never expected
to have any interesting poop stories to share with you.
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Artificialist
Usually, nothing very interesting happens to me when I use the crapper.
A few nights ago, one of those rare events happened. I felt a really huge
wet fart building up, so I ran to the toilet with my pants already
halfway down. I blasted a loud wet fart that was amplified by the shape
of the toilet. After that, I still didn’t feel finished, so I pushed and
crapped out a few small turds. I got up, and saw that there was a small
pile that filled the hole completely. They were all green, they left
green streaks on the TP, and they left green skids on the bown. There was
absolutely no brown stuff in that crap! I was really shocked, but I
didn’t feel that I had eaten anything seriously unhealthy, or had some
sort of digestive problem, so I relaxed and watched TV. I have crapped
green a few times before, but there was always some brown content in the
green turds.
Weird.
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John
Hi, everyone!
Samantha C. : Thanks for answering my question. Your story certainly
didn’t disappoint! I kind of guessed from your first post that you
usually do nice big dumps. I can understand why your boyfriend was turned
on; I certainly would have been too! And in your first post you hinted at
other risque adventures since then, too… do you currently have a
boyfriend who’s into your steamy loads? Can’t wait to hear more from you!
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em dubya
time for some feedback
Jeri L:Bummer that u didn’t want an accident but it made for a great post!
Lizz:I like to hold my pee like that too, great post
the neighbor:Great post! that must have been a great view
Noreen:I think being open about it was the right idea. I hope you can
have an even better elationship with your daughter
Sarah:I enjoy being nude,too and I’d love to do sometihng like that
mountain retreat but I haven’t (yet.) Great story about just “going” when
you felt the need.
Well, right now I have to pee pretty bad and I have to poop a kinda bad.
I think I’m gonna go pee then poop my underwear. I’ll post about it in
just a little bit.
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Arlene
I work in a large office with ony one unisex restroom, and it has NO
exhaust fan… There is a young lady who sits 3 feet from the door. She
can hear EVERY fart, tinkle, and plop !!!
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emma
hi, my name is emma, i am a 15 year old ginger. i never ask to go to the
loo in the middle of the lesson. but last week at lunch i was so thirsty
i had three drinks and i didn’t have time to go to the loo before the
next lesson. we had a maths test in this next lesson (tipical). Half way
through the test i really had to pee. i held on ten minutes longer but
then i couldn’t hold any more. i got up from my seat had hurried over to
the teachers test. it felt like it was going to come out at that very
moment. i asked her if i could go to the loo and i told her i was really
desperate. she just ignored me and said i wasn’t allowed. when i was
walking back to my seat most of the pee came out. i quickly ran out of
the classroom and the teacher followed me i ran into the loo’s, jumped
onto the loo and let it all flood out. My teacher went back to the
classroom and told all the students i had wet my self. i was so
embarresed.
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Louis
Haven’t posted here in ages and have only just started to lurk again
after a gap of about 18 months. See a lot of the old regulars have gone.
Anyway, Aussierod, yes I sometimes have the same problem as you have when
I’m desperate to go.
Mystery Man’s survey
1. Could you give a small physical description of yourself? (Age, height,
etc.) 30, male, 5’9
2. How often do you take a poop? Most days or at least every other day
3. About how many poops do you make on average each time you take a poop?
Hard to say as it’s always soft – I’m a vegetarian. Probably 3 or four
small chunks and then a couple of long, soft logs
4. Approximately how big are your poops? (Length, diameter) The small
ones are about 2″ x 1″ and the long logs about 6″ or 7″
5. What places do you enjoy taking a pee? Outside if I can – in the
woods, at the beach
6. What places do you enjoy taking a poop? At home in the comfort of my
own bathroom
7. About how long does it take you to pee (on average)? Between 25 and 35
seconds
8. About how long does it take you to poop (on average)? The actual poop
about 5 mins but I like to take my time on the can reaading or whatever
9. What foods make you produce the largest poops? Always lentils and
chickpeas but it doesn’t vary much as my diet is pretty much regular
10. How often do you wash your hands after you pee? (Always, sometimes,
or never?) Always. If I’m outdoor and there’s no stream nearby then I’ll
spit on a kleenex and use that.
11. How often do you wash your hands after you poop? (Always, sometimes,
or never?) Always.
12. If never or sometimes for #5 or #6, why? (Please be as specific as
possible.)n/a
13. If you have the urge to pee, what do you do? (Hold it in or find a
bathroom?) Pee right away unless I’m like in the middle of a huge crowd
of people. I don’t like holding it but I DO like peeing in unusual places
14. If you have the urge to poop, what do you do? (Hold it in or find a
bathroom?) It’s pretty predictable. If I’m surprised, will sometimes try
to hold it until I get home or at least find a nice clean restroom
15. What kind of underwear do you prefer wearing? (Thongs or briefs?
Why?) That sounds like a question for the ladies – doubt any of the guys
here would wear a thong – would they? Usually traditional cotton boxer
shorts, sometimes briefs
16. Do you usually pee in the shower? Yes. Every morning. Most guys will
know the reason why! (all to do with aiming at that time of day!)
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What is your clean up procedure after peeing/pooping yourself?
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em dubya
Emily of NYC-Woah, what a dump! nice story
Kayla T-Thanks for answering the survey, I like to read answers
Oldpoop-Nice remembered stories
Kim-hehe, funny post. Bummer about no TP, good post though
K-Nice “sports” story
Mike-woohoo! be sure to post stories when more things happen…
Plushy Al-I think lighting a match burns some of the air-born whatevers
that are making the smell
Lizz-Keep us “posted” on ur trying to pee standing up. Also, why didn’t u
wet the bed? I think it would be fun.
Well, everyone, keep the posts comming!
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Dave form Upstate NY
To Buzzy: Great outdoor buddy dump, would love to meet up with you for a
buddy dump some day.
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Bryian
To Emily of NYC: Loved your story
To Kayla T: Enjoyed your story
To oldpoop: Loved your stories
To Kim: Welcome, liked your story
To K: Liked your stories..do you think that poop in the toilet was left
by someone else?
To Mike: Thats cool about your g/f does she know your intrested?
To samantha c: Loved your story..thats cool about your b/f watching
To Ol’ Bill: Liked your story..did you go back and check out her poop?
To Buzzy: Loved your story…are you married, if so does your wife know
what you do in the woods and know about your pooping intrest?
To fishbone: Liked your story
To CC: Thats cool what you heard at work
To lewis: Liked your story
To super soaker: Loved your story
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Anthea
We have a sports psychologist this semester. Her name is Joy and it fits
her lie a skin. She must be the happiest, bubbliest, sunniest sports
psychologist on any campus (though I have never encountered a SP before).
Beautiful too – about 28 with fair, curly hair, good chest and a
complexion that would look good on a peach. But best of all is her butt,
wide, a little sticking out, to die for.God, I thought, I’d like to hear
that put to its intended purpose. Then, two weeks ago, I was in the
teachers bathroom one morning for my first poop. The outer door opened,
slight pause, the the door next to me slammed shut. “It’s you, Anthea,
isn’t it. I recognised your shoes. I’m so glad” It was Joy. “Yeah, it’s
me sweety,” I said determined to be low-key but trembling with the
thrill. A huge booming fart and then “that’s a good start” from next
door. Crackling and a huge plop. A pause and another torpedo. “It feels
so good,” she was gasping as she pressed. Best I’ve done for weeks.” I
managed a wet squeak followed by some loose turds. “Don’t think much of
that,” she said with a giggle. “Sorry,” was my only response. The she
pissed in a long jet, wiped with six sheets, flushed and went out. I
finished my own pitiful effort and joined her where she was washing her
hands. Thanks,” she said. “I love company in the john.” It meant not a
thing to her but I was weak with excitement. Indeed, at lunchtime I said
I had my period and went home. Wow!
Then on Friday Faith, a retired teacher who still teaches a few classes,
drew me to one side. “You’re a good friend of Joy. Can you tell her not
to talk about her business in the bathroom.” She then described an
experience not dissimilar to mine. “It’s gross and embarassing.” “Let’s
get this straight,” I said. “You want me to tell Joy not to chat while
she shits.” “That’s an unecessary way of describing it, but yes.” “I’ll
do no such thing and you’ll make a fool of yourself if you do.” Please,
please, please nobody stop heavenly Joy doing what comes naturally, and
may she do it next to me again real soon!
love and love to you all
Anthea
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R.
Noreen –
I’d like hear how the rest of the weekend went. I know it must be hard
for you to understand, but there are lots of people who enjoy pooping
their pants and I should know because I’m one of them. I’m in my 40’s now
and have been doing it regularly since age 13, maybe 3 times a week. It’s
great that your daughter is so open about it. I would have been scared to
death for my parents to know and they never did. Those of us who enjoy
filling our pants know what a fantastic feeling it is, but I can see
how’d you’d be put off. You’ll never know until you try it yourself.
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smu
hi,
this is my first post here. i` m male, 16 years.
yesterday i was chilling with my girlfiend, when i really had to fart in
the middle of a loooong kiss. i knew i couldnt risk a fart because i
didnt know how she would react on this. i really had to fight. okay i
finally managed to hold my fart in. i dont know why but i very often have
to shit in unusual situations. When `m watching a movie with my gf, when
i`m talking to my boss or in class.
I hope my girfriend is also easy about farting like i am.
one day i really would enjoy watching her taking a shit. i ve never heard
her farting.
does anyone also have problems like this?
smu
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JW
K. Thank you for your long explaination. One or two further questions, do
you remember how or why your fear began originally. Most kids with this
fear of pooping have one episode of a really painfull bowel movement and
they never get over it. I don’t remember it but my Mom tells stories of
my screaming in pain with a BM. Also would your mom ever stay with you in
the bathroom to make sure you tried hard to go. That was another favorite
of my Mother, she would stay and demand that I “bear down” and push it
out.- JW
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Jayden
I took the biggest dump of my whole life yesterday. Well since I never
posted here before I’ll give a little description. I’m a 22 year old
female, I have blonde hair and brown eyes, I’m 5’4 and weigh about
120lbs. Guys always compliment me on my bum. Ok now for my story.
Yesterday I was at the mall shopping for a birthday present for my
sister. As I was paying for the sweater I got her I started to feel the
urge to poop. Well I was 2nd in line so I just waited to pay. As I was
paying I let out 2 little silent farts. They smelt wicked and the 2
ladies behind me commented on the smell, Im sure they knew it was me but
at that point I didnt even care. So after I paid I was getting desperate.
THe only bathrooms in the mall is in the food court and those are GROSS.
But then I remembered that the department stores have bathrooms so I went
into the department store and walked around for a few minutes and could
not find the rest room for the life of me so I asked on of the guys who
worked there and he said he’d walk me to them. So he showed me to them
and I thanked him and went in to do my bussiness. It was very clean and
had nice soft music playing in the backround. There was 5 stalls, 4
regular and 1 handicap. They were all empty so I just took the first one.
I pulled down my tight jeans and thong and sat down. I peed and let out a
little toot. Then I leaned foward and started pushing, I could feel my
turd making its was out but it was coming really slow so I just sat there
and grunted really loud..it started crackling out and I got the chills. I
was a thick solid turd and felt really good coming out. It was pretty
long too and I pushed until it broke off and splashed into the water. I
felt more inside but took a breather…as I was sitting there I heard the
door open and a lady took the stall next to me she sat down and peed then
she just started to let it rip! She let out the longest loudest fart I’ve
ever heard! Then she got up wiped and flushed and left without washing
her hands. I think she just peed and let out some gas cause I heard no
plops and she was in and out really fast. Well after she left I got back
to bussiness and started pushing again..I pushed and grunted there
sitting on the pot and nothing was coming but I knew it was there..so I
just didnt give up and kept straining. Fianlly my log started coming out
and it plopped really loud into the water then with little to no pushing
out came a bunch of logs! I cant even tell you how many because there was
so many they just kept coming and coming and it felt so good. Finally I
felt empty so I stood up to wipe and looked in the toilet..It was such a
huge dump like I said the biggest of my life! I had to wipe 3 times then
I pulled up my pants and washed my hands and left. As I walked out I
noticed the guy I had asked to show me the restrooms was standing
there..he said hello and I have him a little smile. I was in there for
like 20-25 minutes so he had to know I pooped. Well that’s the end of my
story. Hopefully I’ll have more soon.
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Beavis
Hey everybody. I’ve been reading this forum for a while, have looked at
most of the Old Posts, and greatly appreciate the variety of discussion
subjects. From the joy of a good session sitting on the pot, to the
sensual thrills of planned or unplanned pants-soiling, this place has it
all. Yet nobody here mentions a certain phenomenon which has been a great
bother to me over the years, and I wonder if anyone else has had this
experience and perhaps has any advice.
Do you ever feel the need to go, and you go to the bathroom, but when you
try to let it go nothing comes out – and instead, you feel a griping,
stabbing, cramping pain which lasts for half an hour or so? The feeling
is such that I hope to pass stool or gas and it’ll stop – but there’s
nothing in there, and it just doesn’t stop. In my college years, this was
a daily occurance which on a couple occasions actually caused me to gray
out. Once I actually hit my head on the wall and knocked myself out, took
me a while to realize what had happened when I woke up. For a while I
tried taking codeine pills – which worked – but stopped upon being warned
by a medical friend that this was a bad medicine for a stomach ailment
and would damage my digestive tract over the long run. For a few years,
it went away – but now it’s starting to happen again. Perhaps it is
stress-linked, I don’t really know. Has anybody else had this happen?
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Reelingsilk
Hi everybody,
I’m new here, but I’ve been lurking for a while…
Last week when I was flying back from Greece I almost peed myself in the
airplane! I haven’t been this close to a real accident in years. I don’t
know what was in that coffee they were serving, but it sure made a lot of
people go…Mind you, I also had a big cup of coffee on the airport, so
that didn’t help either…
I’m always a little scared to stand up on an airplane when it’s just
taken off, because it’s always a bit wobbly then, so I always wait a
while, til it’s flying very high and it’s relatively stable…so when I
just knew I had to go, and when the plane was flying way up, it turned
out I wasn’t the only one with that idea! Still, I did make it…and I
can’t remember for the life of me peeing so much…my God it would have
been terrible to pee myself on the airplane with still three more hours
of flying to go!
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JW
Yesterday K. Wrote:
>Anyway, I peed as quickly as I could and when I went to wipe (there >was
actually toilet paper in there that day and a good thing too) I >noticed
that there was a smear of poop on it. I didn’t remember ever >even having
gas, and I hadn’t pooped either.
K. this sure does sound lilke encopresis to me. What may be happening is
that you have a large lump of poop up in your rectum that is too big and
hard to come out. To deal with it your body is allowing diaerria like
poop to flow around it. The onyl way to stop it is to get the hard
impacted poop out…you may need some serious help in doing so, like an
enema or a digital disimpaction–JW
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Roberta
Dale was telling us more stories that he got from Dave about when the 4
guys were kids and played in Dave’s yard. Len’s sister Angie always wore
an old shirt of Lens that reached to her knees with nothing underneath,
even when they played astronauts in the big tree. Sometimes if the space
plumbing wasn’t hooked up they climbed down to pee in the moondust and
then took the moonbuggies for a ride along the sidewalk. Angie used Len’s
old bike and they had an interesting view when she threw her leg over the
bike crossbar and as Dave put it the doors came open slightly and there
were glimpses of other bits but it didn’t worry Angie who liked to look
at the boys too when she got the chance like when they peed and sometimes
Len let her hold him while he went and aim at a beetle or something. The
crossbar on Len’s old bike was kept wrapped in a rolled towel because
once when Angie’s foot slipped off a pedal she landed heavily on the bar.
Her clit ached for days she told the others who werent sure what a clit
was but didn’t want to seem stupid by asking.
When the kids went to the movies, Angie would pull on an old pair of
Len’s shorts. She never used the ladies room because it was always full.
When the show stopped at interval, she pulled a cap off one of the guy’s
heads and crammed her hair into it which made her look like a boy. In the
mens room Angie would hike up the side of her shorts, aim with both hands
and fire into the urinal. She said she loved urinals because she got to
see what boys next to her looked like when they peed. When they were back
in their seats she would make the others laugh when she told them what
she called the long and the short of what she saw. Other boys using the
urinal never realised she was a girl, All they got to see if they looked
was her hands and the stream which was a pretty good one, Dave said.
Things were more difficult for Angie in winter when she wore a sweater
and old jeans, Len’s cast-offs of course with a lotta patches. She tried
going through the fly or over the top by pulling the jeans down a bit but
she got things wet and although she wasn’t shy she couldn’t pull the
jeans down just anywhere. Angie hated squatting because she got her feet
wet or her things splashed and she would never sit on a restroom seat.
Then one day she found a way to go through the fly using an old shoehorn
by opening the doors and fitting in the narrow end and then letting the
pee run down like in a drain. This was neat and even at the urinal at the
movies all that someone else could see was the shoehorn sticking out
between her fingers and the pee running down and the rest of her still
looked like a boy anyway and could have been one.
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Pabs
I used to work on an organic smallholing/residential centre. In the main
bathroom we used to have a shit bucket for recycling human waste. It was
a standard caravan toilet bucket, with a bucket inside another one. We
used to put sawdust on top of the poops, to eliminate smell and for
composting. Once when emptying the inside bucket a residentb staying at
centre pooped in main bucket. The woman cleaning the inside one came back
in to discover a turd there. Myself and another worker fell about
laughung, but our companion was not so amused (we reckon she didn’t use
it). The turd was not very interesting either. We never found out if the
owner of turd found out their mistake.
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Monday, October 20, 2003
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From Noreen
I will update you on what happened the rest of last weekend with my
daughter and her friend who stayed at our home for the weekend. Saturday
morning we went shopping like we do every Saturday. My daughter pooped
her pants early in the morning but her friend was afraid that she would
meet her mother or her brother so she did not poop her pants until we
were almost finished picking up groceries which is the last thing we do
before we go home. We were in the frozen food section when she announce
she was pooping her pants and she peed quite a bit which she seems to do
everytime she poops herself. She didn’t care that everyone could see that
she had peed her pants and was wet to her knees, she seemed to be
enjoying it. By this time the back of my daughter’s jeans were very brown.
When we got home my daughter wanted to invite some of her friends over on
Saturday night for a “Poop Your Jeans Party”, but I would not agree to
that. The house smells bad enough now with just the two of them. I have
to keep scented candles burning all the time. Her friend then suggested
that the three of us have a Poop your jeans Party. Before I could say no
they asked me to think about it. I did think about it for a while but
could not bring myself to poop my pants especially in front of my
daughter, so I said no. Surprising enought after they had cleaned up from
the shopping trip neither one of them pooped their pants Saturday night.
Off and on I have been thinking about whether or not I should try pooping
my pants so I could better understand what the girls are doing.
Amy’s suggestion of trying it when the girls are in school was also in my
mind. I’m not sure, maybe I will get up the nerve to try it when I am
alone.
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Ash.D
Hey Fellow Poop and Pee Lovers!
Glad to get such a response from my story. I know you all will enjoy this
one.
As i said in the last post, my sister asked if she could watch me poop. I
agreed because i enjoyed watching her poop so much, she she be able to
have the same experience.
It was Wednesday when i saw her poop and i told her she could watch me
next time i needed to go.
Friday night our parents were out and we were at home sitting on the
couch, watching a movie (in our underwear)
I had my knees up against my chest with my chin resting on them at one
end of the couch.My sis was at the other end of the couch laying on her
side with her knees tucked, ass poking out right in front of me, at the
other end of the of the couch. We were sharing a bowl of popcorn, which
always makes us fart a lot.
I kept glancing down at her butt every time she let out a little fart and
each time we gave a little giggle.
I let out a little pop and my sis jumped up, got all excited and stared
at me. I tore some more big long, tight farts and my sis had a huge grin
on her face. I kept trying to push out some more farts, only little ones
came out.I was pushing pretty hard, just to please my sis, when i felt
some movement inside my bowels. Immediatley i knew i was gunna have to
poop, because i hadnt gone the day before.
I ignored my urge and we went on watching the movie.
About half an hour later towards the end of the movie, my urge to release
came back and was growing stronger.
I waited until the end of the movie, when i exclaimed “I’m gunna need to
poop soon!”
My sis’s tired face soon lit up, she jumped off the couch and started
getting really excited, reminding me that i saw her poop and i told her
she could see me.
We were wondering where and how we would do it, where the most exctitng
place would be.
While we were swapping stories the other day, i told her about the
kitchen floor one, she remembered and said she would love to see me poop
on the floor, i agreed and thought it was a great idea.
She was telling me everything she wanted me to do.
She instructed me to get naked and get on my hands and knees.
So there i was nude, doggy style on the kitchen floor, farting and about
to let out a huge dump while my sister watched. What could be more
exciting.
When we were all ready, i relaxed all my muscles ready to unload.
At first i just peed a little and let out some little farts.I pushed a
little bit to get everything moving and my tight, brown asshole started
to open up. It not only opened, it gaped.My hole had to adjust to the
size of the turd that was about to be released.
My sis was getting very excited and kept letting me know she could see it
coming.
I started to strain, so i could get this beastly shit out of me.
I was moaning and my sis loved every minute of it, she was cheering me on.
Finally my asshole finished opening and it was time for my turd to start
inching it’s way out of me. I had to use a lot of force but, it started
moving.
It was coming out at quite asteady pace, it was very fat and a bit dry.
It felt like it was coming for ages. It touched the floor before snapping
off and thudding on the tiles.
My sister screamed “Yay!” and clapped.
There was a bit of poop still hanging out, so i gave a little push and it
plopped on the the floor.
I relaxed for a little bit, catching my breath, when the rest of my
wasted started moving.
It was moving by itself.
I didnt give one push. My asshole was still gaping wide, so these smaller
turds had no trouble just falling out my ass and landing on top of the
big one.
My but finally closed up and i let out some big, airy farts and i was
done.
I stood up and looked down at my beautiful creation.
There was a huge turd lying there, that looked like a subway roll, with a
little pile of soft poop on top of it.
We both picked the big turd up, dropped it in the toilet, broke it up and
flushed.
My sis, said that was the most exhilarhating experience she ever had, i
agreed.
I feel so good now that we are open about pooping and i hope there will
be many more experiences.
Love you all and Keep Pooping!
Ash.D
xoxoxox
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Arthur
The other day at college my cousin Chris was trying to urinate but Bill
kept standing behind him making comments on his penis and he couldn’t
go.He had to use a different bathroom but Bill tried to follow
him.Eventually Bill left him alone.
And yes I often get shivers as or right before I pee.I’ve heard of this
before and it’s actually got a name-pee shivers!Suppossedly about 1/3rd
of people get them.They are more common in men than women, probably cause
of a longer pee tube.Most find them pleasurable and some even say their
like mini-orgasms.I guess that’d make sense, afterall having to go to the
bathroom really bad and letting it all loose some would say is even
better than sex.I’ve never heard of poop shivers but that wouldn’t
surprize me either.
Also a topic that frequently comes up here is male vs. female bladder
capascity.I remember hearing somewhere(here I think actually)that men
typically feel the urge to pee when their bladder is one third full but
women usually don’t until their bladder is almost completely full.As a
result men would have to pee 3 times as soon but could also hold it 3
times as long before becoming desperate.Women don’t feel the urge to go
as quickly but once they do it hits them fast and they become desperate
more quickly.So while women have the advantage of not having to go as
often, they have the disadvantage of needing a tiolet more immediately
once they do have to go.Too bad for girls it’s usually the ladies room
that has a line!Based on what I’ve heard this sounds accurate but I’d
like to hear some second opinions on this.
Also I bring this up every couple of month since there are always new
posters but does anyone ever fantisize about going to the bathroom as the
opposite gender?I’m a guy but I’ve always wondered what it’d be like to
get to go to the bathroom as a girl.I know it sounds weird but I always
thought it’d be cool to be able to turn into a girl and go take a pee in
the ladies room after a long agonizing wait on a very long line.Has
anyone else ever thought about this?
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Emily of NYC
Hi guys and girls, I haven’t been here for a while, I’ve been real busy
with schoolwork. i see a lot of new posters here, so to refresh your
memory and to get you new guys acquainted I’m an attractive high school
girl, 14 years old, 5’6″, blond hair, blue-green eyes. All the boys have
a crush on me in my grade. (I think it’s the size of my chest that turns
them on. And yes, I am taken.) I personally make it my business to take a
dump every day, with no exceptions. I also am a vegetarian, and avoid
meat products. I try to avoid dairy too, but I do sometimes eat goat
cheese and drink milk. Last Monday we had the day off because of Columbus
day (Thank you, Chris!) I visited my grandparent’s house up in Oyster
Bay. They are members of a club that I enjoy going to very much. I have a
really strong urge to take a dump while our whole clan (Me, my two
brothers, 16 and 18, my parents, my uncle and aunt, my two cousins, and
grandma and grandpa.) was eating lunch. I kindly excuse myself from the
table, and asked one of the people at the club where the ladies’ room
was. They had redone the club since last year. Now the bathrooms were in
the basement. I raced down the stairs, and took the middle stall of three
stalls. I pulled my skirt up and my panties down, as I sat on the toilet.
No sooner had I done this than a long rope of soft but firm poop started
snaking its way out. When it finally stopped, I would say it was about
two feet long, and consistently 1.5 inches wide. Nothing happened for a
while, but I sure wasn’t done. I made this gigantic very smelly fart that
was a precursor to an attack of acute diarrhea that lasted for about 2
straight minutes. MY GOD IT STUNK IN THERE! Then, when this stopped, with
no break, came another long snake of poop, about 1.5 feet long. To finish
my session off, I let out a huge stack of soft, loose poop about 5 inches
high, covering the surface of the whole toiletbowl. i couldn’t believe
how much poop came out of me. I would have to say, this was one of my
most successful pooping sessions. It took a countless number of wipes, I
used up one full roll of paper and had to steal from another. With a
naughty girlish grin, I marched back up to our lunch table.
All my hugs and kisses
-Em
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Sir Richard Pumpaloaf
To K.
The only time I get chills when I have to poop is if I have diarrhea.
Richard
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Amy
To Noreen:
I would love to hear about the rest of the weekend also, i forgot to
mention that in my last post to you!!
To Ash.D:
Sounds like you and your stepsister are in for some great fun! Love to
hear more sweetie!
To Jeri L:
Great story, i myself love to poop in stretch shorts makes a great bulge!
To Jenn:
Yeppers i get skid makes in my panties, Kaylee my friend has seen them
and she is never happy about them. but i dont really care, hey thats just
me!
To Megan:
Nice, i to have drove home with a sticky butt, i love it myself. Glad to
hear you did too!
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Kayla T.
Hey everybody! I haven’t posted for ever but I finaly got the motivation
after last week.
It was a Saturday night and I was out at a bar as usual. I was really
drunk and I was being obnoxious and hitting on lots of guys. I don’t
really remember, but I guess I started talking to this one guy for quite
a while. My friends told me I was pushing my self on him and stuff for a
pretty long time. They said it seemed like he was really into me. But I
guess I got too involved in the moment and I farted on him or some thing
and scared him away. It’s the story of my life. Well
whatever, I’m happy
to post again, and you are all really great. It’s so cool that the
regulars here are so open minded and non-judgmental.
Here are answers to the newest “fun quiz” Care of Mystery Man
1. Could you give a small physical description of yourself? (Age, height,
etc.)I’m 21, about 5’7″ and 140 lbs.
2. How often do you take a poop? I poop about once a day
3. About how many poops do you make on average each time you take a poop?
I guess 3 would be the avg. but 1 solid turd it the best
4. Approximately how big are your poops? (Length, diameter) When I have 1
turd; 11″ long 2″ wide
5. What places do you enjoy taking a pee? where ever is easiest
6. What places do you enjoy taking a poop? where ever I can get privacy,
or else completly expliot myself
7. About how long does it take you to pee (on average)? a minute
8. About how long does it take you to poop (on average)? Like, 10
minutes, I guess
9. What foods make you produce the largest poops? Umm, meat i suppose
10. How often do you wash your hands after you pee? (Always, sometimes,
or never?)sometimes
11. How often do you wash your hands after you poop? (Always, sometimes,
or never?) ALWAYS, I cant not wash my hands after dealing with poop.
12. If never or sometimes for #5 or #6, why? (Please be as specific as
possible.) I usually don’t pee in strange places. I havr pooped in
strange situations.
13. If you have the urge to pee, what do you do? (Hold it in or find a
bathroom?) I pee in a toilet.
14. If you have the urge to poop, what do you do? (Hold it in or find a
bathroom?) I hold it in until I get a strong urge.
15. What kind of underwear do you prefer wearing? (Thongs or briefs?
Why?) I actually like boxers, but since I’m a girl… Thongs!!! (that
makes boys happy)
16. Do you usually pee in the shower? I have
I’m highly interested in learning about girls and their bowel habits. For
those who wish to respond, I thank you, and appreciate your effort.
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I always seem to shiver whenever i’m about to sit down
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oldpoop
Many years ago, as a pre-teen, I went swimming often at the local Y. One
day a friend and I were in the locker room, and he had to defecate. We
went to the toilet (out in the open), and he sat down, legs apart. I
don’t know whether he knew it, but his movement was fully visible as it
descended, at considerable length, medium brown and smooth. Another time,
I was teaching at a college. Early one morning, as I was waiting in the
hall for a lab to open, a student walked past into the ladies’ room. That
door was very slow to swing shut; in the meantime she shut herself into a
stall, urinated, then dropped three healthy turds. By the time the outer
door finally shut, she was already wiping. Soon she came out, smiled at
me, and walked into a classroom. I doubt she had any idea I had heard
anything. At another school I was frequently the last person to leave an
annex building, so it was my job to check for lights out, classrooms
locked, etc. I always checked the restrooms as well, and (of course) I
looked in the toilets to see if anyone had left a souvenir. The men’s
room occasionally had some leavings, but the ladies’ was usually clean.
Not always, however. One day I saw a student leave, shaking her head. I
went in a few minutes afterward and saw that she had left a thick light
brown turd; she had already flushed unsuccessfully, since there was no
paper. I tried again, and it went down, but I thought of that pretty girl
sitting there and doing that poop. One other time, in the same restroom,
I saw part of a turd down in the hole. Taking a stick, I eased it back
out of the hole. It was huge, very dark brown, over a foot long. This one
did not flush, so (with the stick) I lifted it out and dropped it under a
bush outside, where it gradually decayed. As for my own poops–today’s
was rather soft, but fairly large. Yesterday I had two good sittings, one
before breakfast with two large hard logs, the other after breakfast with
several smooth pieces. Thank goodness, my virus of a month or so ago
seems entirely gone.
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Kim
Hello. Cool site. Always fun to talk about pooping!
I’m a 20 year old female, I guess I’m cute, that’s what they tell me! I
had a really gross experience one of the first days I was here at school.
I was studying in the library when I felt the urge to poop. I picked up
my books because it was almost time for class and went into the restroom.
I entered a stall, pulled down my jeans and panties and sat on the
toilet. I had a long bout of semi-soft poop, which left my butt really
sticky and poopy. I went to wipe myself, but there was no paper!
I pulled up my pants and went into the other stall–no paper there
either. Shit! Literally! I was now going to be late, so I just wiped up
and buckled my belt and went to class with a poopy butt.
My next class was clear across campus. I stopped at a restroon on the
way, but there was a line and I was going to be late, so I clenched my
buns and headed to my next class. After another failed attempt at making
it to the bathroom and sitting on my poop-covered butt for another hour,
I was done for the day. It had been four hours now!
I went to my dorm, into my floor’s bathroom and went in a stall. I
dropped ,my pants and panties and saw a big sticky skid mark in the seat
of my panties. Yuck! I rolled off some paper and wiped, or more like
scooped, the poop from my poor, raw bottom. I decided to take a shower
before dinner, so I would be a little more comfortable.
I always carry around a continer o tissues with me. Good thing I do,
because the campus here is notorious for not replacing toilt paper.
Later!
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