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Whitney
i saw some requests for wetting accident stories; i have 2 wetting
stories and 1 pooping story. im whitney, im 19 and im 5’8, 115lbs long
brown hair blue eyes. here goes.
the first story is sexual but is my most embarrassing wetting accident
ever. when iwas 17 i was with my boyfriend at his house and we were ther
alone so we were laying on his bed and i was in my underwear. i really
had to pee but he was enjoying me so i didn’t wanna spoil everything and
was putting off getting up as much as possible. he squeezed me and
pressed right on my ???? and i knew i was gonna wet my panties. i was
wearing a redish purple colored pair of cotton panties. i screamed a
little when he squeezed me so he looked over immediatley and saw i was
wetting myself. i soaked my panties completely and made a giant wet spot
on his bed. i didn’t even clean myself there, i just pulled my skirt on
over my panties put my jacket on and walked home in tears. i waited for
him to call me. it wasn’t that bad..i was still humiliated though.
the other time i wet myself was a cleche..i was the loser who wet her
pants during the SATs. i couldn’t help it, i peed before it but i still
had to pee part of the way in, and i just couldn’t hold it until the end
of the testing time. i peed my pants 6 minutes before it ended. very
humiliating, but mylast story takes the cake.
my boyfriend and i went to busch gardens in the summer and we went to
wait in the line for the first car of apollos chariot. well, i had to
poop a little badly before we moved very far through the line.i was
wearing thin stretchy gray pants and a thong, so i was horrified at the
possibilty of crapping myself.we finally made it to the front of the line
and as we were getting in the roller coaster car, i started to crap my
pants. barley any came out even to make a bulge, so i clenched my butt
harder and stopped it. i was not ready for this ride..i made the incline
just fine, but the drop was no fun. it happened right away..as the
gravitational force lifted me a little off my seat i felt something hot
and mushey spread on my butt. i took a really wet poop in those tight
gray pants, it was showing right through! to top it off i started pooping
my pants even more for lik 5 minutes and i couldn’t control it. when the
horrible ride came to a stop i got off in tears. my butt was completely
covered and a giant brown wet stain with a little mushy bulge in the
center of my butt. i dragged my boyfriend out of the park with me. people
all around the coaster when it happened kept talking about how i pooped
my pants on the roller coaster from fright. lol. nope, i just really had
to poop!and it just so happens i wound up pooping my pants!
thats all for now
love you
whitney
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My roommate Kortoe of minnesota just took a gigantic shit after being
constipated for almost a week. It was the size of a premature baby! We
are looking for the world record on the largest piece of fecal matter, it
clogged our toilet..wed save it.
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Biker Trash
Mel D.–interesting story out beside the house. Apperently we think
alike. Just this morning I was outside and wanted a place for my morning
dump. i live in a trailer blocked from view in the back by by a
corrugated metal fence and from the side by a row of evergreens. This
makes for a perfect corner to have to myself when I need it. I decided to
get back up against the house where i knew no one would walk, like you
thought, and squatted with my lounge pants around my knees. (I totally
and entirely am against underwear, so I could never have that kind of fun
anyway. i don’t even own a pair.) I farted my first little chunk
immediately, then a single smooth, but sizable turd slid out rather
comfortably and coiled under me. i sat there for a few finishing my
cigarette and enjoying the air on my exposed butt, then stood, and like
you I covered my pile with the surrounding weeds. I had to go in and
wipe, though. I could feel the residue around my hole when i stood. i
just thought it ironic I read your post on the same day that I did the
same thing. I love your posts and I’m looking forward to the next one.
B.T.
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TS
Hey everybody, how’s it going? I just had an experience that was kinda
cool.
Let me start by giving you a little background. I’m 38, 6’2″, 185#, and
love to poop. I’m usually once every two or three days, and my poops are
huge.
Anyway, I started seeing this young lady friend, and talked her into
pooping for me, which is hard to do with two teenagers in the house (but
I love them as much as her). But at her house she has one of those
low-flow, small trap toilets, which just refuse to accept my shit without
some serious assistance from Mr. Plunger.
So we talked about remodeling the bathroom, but finding one of the old
toilets, (ones that used to take some serious shit with no problem) was
our biggest problem.
But where we live does an annual spring clean up, where people put
anything and everything out to be picked up and thrown away. Anyway, I
was going thru town one day and spied an old toilet in the trash pile, so
I picked it up and brought it home to rebuild it.
Now my g/f and I live in separate places, and separate towns for right
now, so I brought the old toilet to my place to work on it. I put it in
the barn where I live, and was going to check it out this weekend to make
sure it would work right.
Thinking I would have a few days till my next dump, I figured I’d be able
to work on it…WRONG!!! I was looking it over when all of a sudden I get
this cramp in my gut, which means I need to shit, and very soon!
So I decided I was going to try out the old crapper the fun way. I took a
used milk crate, placed a large trash bag in it, and set the old crapper
on top of it, then dropped my jeans and carefully sat on the toilet.
So here I am in the barn, on top of an old toilet that isn’t connected to
anything yet, with stomach cramps telling me to let go…so I relaxed and
immediately started pumping out about 10-12 soft yellow colored turds,
splashing into the water I had poured into the bowl…I totally filled
the trap, which is huge. I then wiped 3 times, throwing the paper in the
bowl. Now it was time to check out how good this thing was going to work.
I took a 5 gallon bucket of water and poured it into the tank, then
pushed the lever. The toilet gurgled and all the water and my shit flowed
out into the bag under the toilet, without even thinking about plugging!!!
I dumped the water and shit out in a hole under the barn, and am waiting
for one of my usual hard long turds to try it out again before I put it
in my g/f’s house. Hopefully when she comes down to see me, she’ll have
to take a dump too and maybe we can buddy dump in it and use it again in
the barn.
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fishbone
BECKY: My parents are very nice about accidents. I was sick one time and
peed a ton in my bed by accident, but they just cleaned me and the bed up
and gave me a hug.
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I usually hate to use public bathrooms to take a shit but I’ve been going
to eat at one of the local Subways to eat lunch and I recently have been
having them put jalapenos on my half sandwich. Yesterday the 14th I had
to take a huge dump. After I went I looked in the toilet and my bm looked
like ditch water with some little tadpole looking things. Today I went
back and had to take another huge dump. This time it looked like a huge
brown snake crawled into the toilet but I was at least relieved. I think
I lost about 3 to 5 pounds during each bm. I also left the light on in
the bathroom because it also runs the fan so I could let the place air
out.
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Adrian
This evening after tea I went to the loo and had a really good poo – the
best I’ve had for ages. A good half dozen six inch logs, each about 2
inches in diameter came out. If felt absolutely great!
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dustydreamnz
To Mel D:
That story you posted about shitting when you still had your thong on was
amazing. How was it without your undies for the rest of the day?
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Penny
Hi all, mt hubby and cooked a thing called an espatada yesterday. Beef on
a stick with spices what a reaction. Normally my hubby will brush his
teeth as I dump and gets all excited but today he left the bathroom in a
hurry. gas and poo really smelly.
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private
what does it mean if your pee smells really bad not liek regular pee but
liek spolied eggs or something? is something really wrong with me?
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oldpoop
I’ve been thinking about what stimulates my interest in poop and pooping.
I think it’s the variety. I know that many aspects of it are the same
every time: there’s a certain range of colors, sizes, textures, smells,
and feelings associated with defecation, and within limits everyone’s
experiences (and poops) are alike. And yet, I’ve never seen any two that
are exactly alike, in size, shape, or any other aspect. And when the urge
hits, no matter how familiar the general sensation is, each time it comes
as a slightly different experience. If I can do something a little
different–sit a different way, squat or hover, watch myself from a new
angle, or the like–that adds to the variety and interest.
I had two nice poops this morning, one before breakfast and one after.
The first one I watched myself with a small mirror held behind and to one
side, as I hovered over the bowl (seat raised, of course). It came out
long and slender, three nice-sized turds that splashed heavily into the
water and wet my bottom. I wiped, and the first pad of toilet paper had
almost nothing on it. I folded it, put a dab of Noxzema on it, and wiped
again, then stuck my finger (with the paper) up my anus to clean it out.
Again, almost nothing, but it felt very nice. My second poop was about an
hour later. I got a larger mirror, stood up on the rim, squatted down,
and sent out maybe a dozen thin, soft pooplets–considerable length, but
not as much substance as the first one. It felt good, though. It took my
normal 3 pads of t.p., then my final cleansing with the Noxzema (up to
580 uses of that same jar).
Happy pooping, everyone!
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Kit Kat
Becky: It’s awesome that your coach was there to help you in your time of
need. There needs to be an increase of people like that./
Aussierod: Yes, please share more!
To anyone who found the song witty: Here’s a song for the masses, based
on a hypothetical girl named Heather being afraid to poop in a public
bathroom and having to be reassured by yours truly. To the tune of “Shake
Ya Tailfeather,” here’s…
“Grow a Tail, Heather”
We doo it for fun
We just doo it for fun
Dirty T.P.
We doo it for fun
Bad Girl
Smelly Kitty dropping three!
Dump like trucks, we doo it for fun
Squirts and splucks, we doo it for fun
So lay it on, cause we doo it for fun
Dropping a ton, we doo it for fun
C’mon girl
What your name is?
Where you from?
Turn around who you came with?
Is that your load or you making brown paint here?
I can’t explain it but that’s gonna make me faint here
I’m still a sucker for one-stalls, you know I never changed that
Your bathroom is clean but those doors need more fat
I’m still the same Kat when I was young and dumping with bad girls
But now I’m older hope they saw I’m dumping with bad girls
Here come another chick
Unlike no other chick
Panties to the ankles
Know she’s gonna take a sh*t
Ya’ll help me
Why don’t cha
Please help me
I’m taking a pee nothing else, not me
Unlike the cocky bow legged ones
Like white and Dominicans
Hispanics and Asians
Dumping about a ton?
Manolos Ma-no-no’s they can’t tell
Everybody in here pooping
When they do it do it well
Chorus:
Let me see you pinch a loaf
Girl, go and pinch a loaf
You can even do it slow
You can even do it slow
When you really gotta go
When you really gotta go
Just drop that mess to the floor
Plop something poop something
Grow a tail, Heather
Girl, go and drop a load
We can even do it slow
We can even do it slow
When you really gotta go
When you really gotta go
Just drop that mess to the floor
What’s dumping? You’s dumping
Grow a tail, Heather
Now real girls get down on the pot (on the pot)
You know they pooping though they act like they not (like they not)
Mama I like how you crap
The way you dump while you rap
Enter alone on the throne girl do it again
You know they love that
Now where them girls at?
It’s Kitty dumping three, it’s smelly, how you love that?
Come on, I’m doing another one sister
From the butt to the dirty how they loving it sister?
Baby you repressive let’s get
To that there bathroom
Do the best of the best and
You got to lay it in the toilet, the next one down
I had to tell her she’s a human like us so don’t make a fuss
Look here momma you’re dead wrong for holding it that long
The stall’s built high so when you pooping I see your thong
My toilet’s full of poop, dump it, Heather till the morning
With this bathroom that smelly man somebody better warn them
[Chorus]
Bridge:
Oh no, them bad girls hear me pumping
Can’t stop now
Got to continue my dumping, yeah
Because we gon’ potty till them lights come on
And if my farts stop thumping then my fight’s still on
Yo, I’m the big poopy type
I like them thick with their mind right
Slapping in the toilet, conversate when the time right (Naw)
They’re not hard I’ve got ex-lax to handle that
They be like it’s a man when it’s really just Kitty Kat
Come on you know the links connect like Voltron
Wiping so much ass, TP going like fold-ons
My gohans don’t match fool
But it matches her long poo and the seats that I got in the loo
I’m just a juvenile (Wha)
Because I be about C’s
Keep the women dizzy when the bathroom’s really busy
I dump like a truck or racehorse honey (I’m gon’ drink some honey)
Man, I’m that packed sonny
See I’m moaning and groaning girl, that’s how it’s starting
I laid sixteen farts of fire, begging my pardon
Plus my Kats dump in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin
And don’t light a match in here, or it’s gonna start sparking
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
That’s all!
Kit Kat
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analot
I read alot of stories on here but only tried to post once and it didnt
go through for some reason. i have irritable bowel syndrome. Sometimes i
go in my pants without any notice. it just comes out.
its usually mostley water. one time i was driving around in the car with
my girlfriend and it just came out so i had to drive her home. I grew up
with my mom giving me enemas cause i was born with an imperforate anus
(no butthole) so its hard for me to hold it so every morning she would
give me an enema and i would sit on the potty. she doesnt give them to me
anymore i just give to myself, I love my enema bag i cant use it enough
it feels so good to squeeze that warm water in my butt. i love to fill
myself up and go lie in the tub and release it. i love to push all the
water out of me. sometimes if i dont do my enemas i get constipated then
i have to put my finger in my butt to pull out some of the stuff to get
the nozzle in my butt. it feels so good and free to do an enema outside
if i can if im alone i love it. sometimes i should probably wear diapers
cause its hard for me to hold my pee too. i was driving in my car to work
and i had to pee and there was nothing around me so i just went in my
pants and i got to a bathroom and i smelled like pee so i just took off
my boxers and threw them out i tried to dry my pants with the blow dryers
in a public bathroom cause i had a big pee stain. ok i have to go ill
talk more later
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Poopie Bre
Yesterday I was at the library and I had to poop real bad, so bad that I
could feel poop almost comming out as I was bending down to pick up some
books that I had dropped. I went into the men’s room and there was only
two stalls, one was blocked and the other was in use.
So in the end I managed to hold it in until I was home and I felt very
relieved. With only a tiny bit of turd coming out.
Hi, me again.
There was this other time I was on a houseboat trip with some family and
friends when I had the sudden urge to poop.
Now the toilets on the houseboat had a flush pedal system, which I didn’t
like.
So I did my business in the toilet picked my business out with a plastic
bag and dumped it in the bin.
Only thing is my Auntie who was on the houseboat, who cleaned the bins,
find my “present” and I was so embrassed and humillated.
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WF
Hey Aussierod: yeah, do post more of ur family stories/sightings? cool
posts, do keep them coming in…
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Mike
Hey guys.
Over the past 2 weeks, I have been crckling out really long poo poos.
Almost daily I would be on the toilet farting, crackling, and a nice long
poo would slide out. Here is an example.
The typical poo over the past 2 weeks starts out with farts, farts, and
more farts. Then I would feel a poo coming, and go sit on the toilet.
Usually after a few good farts, a nice, long poo would crackle out of my
butt. Of course it felt soooo good coming out! In fact, I have to poo
now. As I stated in a previous post, that is one of my favourite things:
posting/reading here when I have to drop a poo.
I have a question to all here. What is it about poo that makes you like
it, want to know if others went poo, and want to talk about it? I’ll give
my answer. It just think it is so pleasurable to sit on the toilet and
drop poo. Also, the sounds of going poo (my own and others) kind of makes
me excited.
Well, as I said before, I have to go poo. Feels like a nice long one too!
Time to pull down my pants and sit on the toilet!
Take care guys.
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Eric in Chicago
Snoyd: Brussel sprouts are also good for farting (good way to convince
kids to eat them). Chana dals (a type of lentil, rather famous for its
near-complete lack of effect on blood sugar levels) also work pretty well
if you don’t soak them and drain the water first. They also come out in
my shit the way corn does. Since I’m diabetic, I like to fart, and I like
to see stuff come out in my shit, I think they’re pretty cool (they also
taste good when prepared properly). Hard-boiled eggs won’t make you fart
any more than usual, but they will make your farts really stink.
Poo lover: the smell of shit is mostly due to byproducts of amino acid
digestion. It’s usually attributed to indole and skatole, both breakdown
products of tryptophan. Sulfides and mercaptans produced by the breakdown
of cysteine and methionine can make it *really* stink. One time after I
had a *very* garlic-rich Italian chicken dish, my shit had a garlic-like
smell; that’s also due to sulfur-containing compounds. When I was a kid,
I’d notice a distinct sulfur-based odor (almost garlic-like) after I’d
drink large amounts of green or blue food coloring when I wanted to make
my shit turn green or blue; many food colorings contain sulfonyl groups.
There’s a distinctive smell that comes from eating not-quite-fresh fried
chicken; we used to joke about it in college, where such food was
commonly served in the cafeteria.
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Louise (from France)
A younger Friend and collegue of mine, speaking about travelling to
London for work or to study told me a very interesting thing….
She enjoyned going out for pubs in the eraly night with an english friend
that came to visit her during the week she sepnt in London for a job
training and professional english master she attended…
She usually waited for a night bus at a stop not far from covent garden
area, where she used to “visit” some pub after the language school or in
the early night, With he rfriend…
She told me that drinking beer or cider made her quickly need to pee in
that cold weather, and even is she visited the loo at the pub she found
herself needing bad a pee while waiting for the bus..
.She complaint for no public toilets around, than she told me a thing
that she know I’m really interested about: She said that at least 2-3
times she couldn’t wait any longer and she needed badly to empty her full
bladder (beer, cider, cold weather and a bit tipsy status are a terrible
mix to increase the “needing to pee sensation”)..She told me that she
asked her friend if she could indicate hero a secluted place nearby
because she needed to pee badly…The first time her friend told her to
not worry about because she needed to go too, and she knew the “right
place to go”..My friend thought that she was bringing her to a dark
alleway or between parked cars, instead she headed to a well lighted area
on the opposite side of the small square.. IN that palce ther were 2 old
style phone box..The english friend indicated them to my firend as “the
toilets”, my freind is not much Inhibited about peeing outdoor but she
was abit puzzled…her freinds go first to “break the ice”..she asked her
a tissue got into the red box and squatted to pee so naturally as she was
going to a toilet..My friend followed her “sample”,but as the floor of
the phone kiosk used by her friend was soaked by her pee, she used teh
other box…
I loved it, than my friend added that another night she used that phone
box as a “toilet”, because she felt the urge waiting for the bus again,
while another day it was the turn of her english friend to squat in the
phone box….
She told me that from the pee smell inside she was sure tehy wern’t the
only ones to use that box as “urinals”, instead from what her friend said
it seemed to pee a common “bad habit” to use those kind of phone box as
“secluted street urinals”….
She told me that her friend peed into another phone kiosk near the pub in
the late afternoon, and with many people working around….
I really appreciated her experience..
any more anecdotes about “Phone boxes-urinals” in London??
Kisses
LOL
Louise
A question-survey for the ladies here:
Girls, where is the strangest place you peed?
This question is dedicated to all the women who want to talk about where
are the more unsual place wher they happened to relieve themselves (not
wetting). Men expereinces are welcome too, expecially if realted to
witnessing a woman peeing in a odd place, but even about peeing themself
in a very “Unusual” place..
please friends , replay
thanks in advance
Lol
Louise
Roberta,
Thanks very much 4 your reply, I would be very glad if you will post some
detailed anecdotes next times when you’ll have a bit more time to
write…I’m really courious about you peeing in the changing room drain
in presence of other girls..
kisses
LOl
Louise
About peeing in phone kiosk: it seems that is not so uncommon that pople
of both sexes use them as urinal, expecially in London (mainly teh
folcklorisitc red ones)..Probably because often they are the best hidden
place to go pee…
I peed in one of them when I was a student, with a friend, I witnessed a
mother letting her son and daughter piss into one while waiting for a
call (no cells at the time). Sometimes, expecially near bus stop or
station I felt a light urine smell when I phoned into a box (years ago,
not existing cellular phones), in fact an english freind of mine once
told me that they are a sort of “emergency unisex urinal”.
I add that recently my hubby witnessed a tipsy elegant dressed woman,
that after the “happy hour” beer at a pub in the business district,
pissed into a red phone box, with her friend waiting outside, normally as
it was a toilet…
My hubby pissed into one years ago too (while speaking on the phone with
me, hearing the spalshing noise)
Do you ever peed into a phone box, or witnessed someone doing it?
Kisses
Lol
Louise
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Tim
This is my first time visiting this site. I did a search for the words
“took a shit” and low and behold, a site for me. Im curious how others
found or gravitated to this site.
I always wanted to watch a girl go poop. Its just something that I would
never get to do. Ive even had girl roommates and never once even
suspected them of pooping. Its as if they never do. Im thinking if they
dont do it at work, and not in public bathrooms, and now not even at home
then when? Maybe they do my favorite (shit and shower) You turn on the
shower, take a nice massive one, jump in the shower (without wiping), get
out, dry off, and flush. Ive found that the steam from the shower (and
the soap) somehow dampen the smell.
Since im new to this board i have a few questions. Have any of you ever
WATCHED IT COME OUT of a friend with their participation? Or participated
in general with a friend? (besides sitting in the stall next to you). And
do your farts smell (females)
I will try to tell you some poop stories. Just let me know what type of
stories you would like to hear. Thanks for a great site.
Ok so i will share a story to break the ice.. Its in the embarrasing
moment category. I was meeting this girl for a date. It was the big meet
the parents date. I was sitting on her couch trying to be as gentleman as
I could. I was doing pretty well and felt fine that day. I was talking to
her parents about school, life, work and how smart and successful I was.
She was almost ready to leave.
All of a sudden I felt a big gush in my stomache. I didnt know what was
going on but it felt like i was starving for food or something. I then
realized that I had to go really bad. This girls apt was pretty small and
the bathroom was pretty much part of the living room.
I said “i will be right back… i forgot something.. i have to go.. bla
bla bla” she said “no dont leave, im almost ready” I said no i really
need to go. She was very confused as to why i would just up and leave and
I can understand why. I felt my bum starting to get a little wet and said
“oh no.. i have to use the bathroom” I figured maybe it would be one of
those quick-drops and i could pass it off as a pee. She said “its over
there” and of course her parents are pointing.
I went in the bathroom and felt like a nuclear bomb was unleashed from my
hold. It was a mixture of solids, softs, farts, runs, and god knows what.
I was in there for a good 15 mins when she began banging on the door “are
you all right?” i said “im fine, be right out” i was so embarassed. THEN
she opened the door, AND IN WALKED HER MOM WHILE I WAS ON THE SHITTER.
There i was with my pants down sitting on the porcelian throne in someone
elses house on a first date and the bathroom smelled horrendous. It was
truly the most embarrasing moment.
Im also interested in farting girls and that type of stuff i dont know
how anyone can contact people on here but would like to exchange some
emails.
Tim
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Twice Shy
Strangely coincidental
A couple days back at the office, I was incredibly busy with things, so I
opted to order delivery pizza. Now, I’m well aware of what all of that
nitrate-cured pork will do in terms of raunchifying one’s outlet, but I
chowed half a pie anyway, then went on. Later in the afternoon, I grabbed
a 5th slice from the unrefrigerated box, having felt hunger strangely
return.
The next morning, with duty straight before me, I woke up to a horrendous
fusillade of farts, the kind of farts that you must imagine ran the whole
length of the colon. When this was through, I was soon greeted by a
cramping need to blow some turdage, only it soon became diarrhea. This
was truly copious diarrhea, like when you go in for a colonscopy and have
to drink the 4 liters of salts. I do believe I blew my whole system
clean, for it was just a liquid spray at the end, like peeing from one’s
butt-crack.
So I’m thinking I must be one of those un-reported cases of food-borne
illness out there, most likely from slice #5. Either that, or the whole
pizza had some nastiness of salmonella or listeria to it from the get-go.
I think I’ll try ordering a different brand next time.
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TJ
To Mel D.: That was an absolutely wonderful post about your outdoor
pooping experience. If you have any more stories like that one I’d love
to hear about them.
To Becky: That was a really great story you had. I thought it was so nice
that you had a coach that was so understanding and trusting. I also
sympatize with you on the whole not pooping in public bathrooms idea
(even though I am a guy). I always try to hold my load in until I get
home or somewhere more private.
That’s all for now. Until next time, take care and keep the great posts
coming!
Yours truly,
TJ
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Monday, April 19, 2004
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Roberta
Louise: I pee both into the drain and on the floor of the changing room.
I do it anytime, it doesn’t matter to me if there are any other people
there. We both pee in front of each other. I really don’t have much time
to write now, so I can’t go into details, sorry. About your survey: same
as you, LOL.
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Becky
We see so many posts on here about parents, teachers, or coaches who are
really mean to kids who have accidents and even punish them. How about we
hear from some who had accidents and we treated with kindness.
I was a freshman in high school and on the school’s field hockey team
when it happened to me. I just can’t say enough about how wonderful my
coach was in that situation — treating me with nothing but kindness and
sympathy.
We had an away game that day and all through the bus ride there and my
stomach was feeling really uneasy — I knew I really had to have a bowel
movement. I had been holding it in since lunchtime because I never did
like to do that particular function in public bathrooms (especially
school bathrooms) and would usually hold it in until I got home. But
there were times, of course, that I did have to use the school bathrooms
and I knew that this was one of them.
Unfortunately, when we got there, I discovered that the only bathroom
available was this open toilet in the back of the equiptment storage
room. There was no stall around it, just a wide open toilet in the back
of this big room. By now, of course, I wished I had used the girls’ room
back at school because as bad as they were, they were a lot better than
is. A lot of the other girls on my team complained about, but they did
use it although I’m not sure anyway went BM in there. As for me, I just
couldn’t use a bathroom with no privacy and I resolved just to hold it
in. I told the coach of my predicament, but there was really nothing
should could do about it — it was the only bathroom that was available.
She did offer to stand guard at the door to the storage room so I could
be guaranteed that no one would walk in on me while I using that toilet
(as she did for another girl that wanted privacy to pee), but I just
couldn’t bring myself to do a bowel movement under these conditions.
Looking back, it was really stupid of me not to go, because I would be
guranteed even more privacy than I’d get in a typical girls’ room stall,
but I just felt uneasy sitting on a open toilet in this big storage room.
Well, you probably know the next part of the story. As much as I tried to
hold it in, I just had to go too bad and I had already waited to long, to
accomplish that. I could feel it happening a little at a time, but by the
time the game was over, I had a very large bowel movement in my pants.
Fortunately, though, it was a very solid movement that managed to stay in
my panties and under the loose fitting field hockey skirts that we had to
wear, the bulge in the panties wasn’t noticeable. That was a small
consolation, though, because I knew in the close confines of the bus on
the long ride home, the smell would surely give me away.
After the game, though, the coach came over to me to ask me how I was
doing. I felt too embarrassed to tell her, but somehow she just knew that
I had had an accident. She gave me a big hug and told me that it was
allright. She told me that accidents happen to everyone and its nothing
to be ashamed of. She told me not to worry about it and not to cry
because then the other girls would know. She said to just act casual and
nobody had to know about it except the two of us.
I felt bad enough already, but I would have just died from the
humiliation if my friends had found out. But thanks to my wonderful
coach, no one else ever did find out about it. On the bus ride home, the
coach told everyone that I wasn’t feeling well and used that as the
excuse for me to sit with her in the front of the bus. That way no one
else on the bus got close enough to me to smell the bowel movement in my
panties. Even so, the mess was big enough that there was quite a smell in
the bus but no one could really figure out it was me. The coach just sat
there next to me enduring that awful smell, just to make sure that none
of the other girls would get close enough to me to know what the smell
was. She knew I was ashamed and upset but she just wouldn’t let me get
down on myself for what happened.
Once back at school, she gave me a ride home — not even worrying about
me stinking up her car. The only thing she did was put down some
newspaper so I wouldn’t stain her car seat. Once home, I just finally
broke down in tears at facing my mom with the mess in my panties. But the
coach was still there comforting me and even told my mom that that it
wasn’t my fault because there just wasn’t a bathroom at the game. My mom
was mad at me at first (well, she was shocked at first, but she was mad
right after that) but when she heard my coach say that there just wasn’t
a bathroom there, she seemed a lot more sympathetic. If she knew that
there was a bathroom there and that I just refused to use it, I think I
might have gotten punished. But as it was, my mom just warned me to be
more careful next time. That was something else the coach saved me from.
Mom helped me clean myself up — my skirt was stained but washable but my
panties were a total loss and I just flushed them down the toilet. I
cried some more in the shower but that was the end of the whole incident.
In school, the next day, the coach again assured me that no one else had
to know and no one else ever did know. My mom may have told my dad but
I’m not even sure about that.
I jsut can’t say enough about what the coach did for me that day,
especially saving me from the unspeakable humiliation of having my
friends find out about this. Reading some of the other posts on here
about what some poor kids had endure for having accidents makes me
realize just how lucky I was to have a coach like that — especially
considering how my accident was clearly my own fault in more ways than
one.
I want to read more about coaches, parents, teachers, and others who were
kind and helpful to you when you had an accident.
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Kelly
It’s me again, in my post about how i pooped and peed in bed i mentioned
it was my second time pooping my undies and third time wetting them but i
forgot to tell you about the other 2 times i wet myself. you already know
how i pooped my pants in the car when i was 13 and i pooped and peed my
undies in bed the other night. one of the other times i peed my pants was
when i was 15 i was at the movies with my boyfriend, his brother and his
brother’s girlfriend. i had to pee really bad at the end but no one else
seemed to be going so i decided to hold it until i got home because i
didnt want to be the only one who had to go. we got picked up in his
brother’s girlfriend’s van but her parents forgot to put the last row of
seats in so me and my boyfriend had to just sit on the floor in the way
back. the position was really uncomfortable for how bad i had to pee and
when the car got moving i tipped back a little and it made me lose
control of myself. i peed my pants for like 2 minutes, we were barley
even out of the parking lot when i finished and my pants were completely
soaked with pee. i was shocked and had no idea what to do! my boyfriend
has his arms around me and was rubbing me and i got really scared he
would feel the wettness on my pants and know i had an accident. i told
him right there that there was soemthing wet on the car floor and i had
been sitting in it and now my butt was all wet! he bought it! he said “oh
well move over to this side” and we moved hehe. he even put his hand on
my butt to feel the wettness…i thought i had gotten away with it. it
wasn’t until the next night we were on the phone and he said “i know you
wet your pants in the car, you smelled like pee.” i was so
embarrassed…we didn’t break up about it or antyhing, but it still made
things awkward. the other time i wet myself, was actually because i had
to poop really bad! i was in the car with my friend and her mom becaus
she had picked us up from a party. this was earlier this year. i had to
pee a little, but part of the way home something gurgled in my ???? then
i felt a big mass form in my bowels and i got a cramp in my stomach. i
had to poop pretty bad, but believe it or not thats not what worried me.
it was only about 5 more minutes until we got to my house so i knew i
could hold in my poop, the real problem was the cramps from having to
poop added to the pressure on my abdominal region from the seat belt was
making me have to pee REALLY REALLY BAD! i had a good hold on my need to
poop but i was struggling and almost whimpering trying not to totally wet
my pants. i held it almost the whole way, but right as we were pulling on
to my road it was like one big pressure release at once. i farted a
really big but quiet fart, and as i was farting i felt the warm wetness
spread in between my thighs and go into my lap at first, then felt the
dreadful felling of this flood of warm wetness spreading rapidly under my
butt. i whimpered uncontrollably and started to cry when my friends’
mother turned and said “oh my goodness kelly are you all right!?” i
shamefully told her while sobbing that i had peed my pants. before i
could even apologize the pressure on my stomach was just too much. i
stood from the car and my hard raced in a panic because i felt like i was
going to poop my pants. i put both hands over my butt and moved into my
house as quickly as possible while sobbing. i got into the bathroom and i
barley got my pants down without pooping. i pooped on the floor next to
the toilet a little bit, but at least i didn’t go in my pants. i mean it
was bad enough that i peed my pants so its not like it woulda been a huge
deal if i pooped them too, but i knew it would be harded to clean up if i
pooped my pants too. if it had been the other way around, where i pooped
my pants but still had to pee, i would’ve jsut peed my pants..
-Kelly
ps: my brother found out i had an accident in bed…he saw my wet sheets
and dirty underwear in teh laundry 🙁 not fun
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Sir Grunt-A-Lot
Hey the Sopranos 2 episodes ago the 1st half was about bowel movments…
Chris’s fiance Adriana a hot chick was in the car when she all of the
sudden said i have to go to the bathroom and was holding her stomach. The
driver said ok i will take you back to your car and Adriana was like no
now #2. Then you seem them screach into a gas station her walk into the
bathroom. Then you see her at the doctor and the doctor is pushing on her
stomach and stuff talking to her about her diareaha. she says she is
afraid to leave home cuz she is away from a toilet and is afraid of
having an accident. The doctor tell her she has IBS. Well then you see
her with Tony Soprano and she tells his all about her diareaha, then you
see her with her fiance Chris and she tells him about it and tells him
she has to give the doctor a stool sample. Then Chris tells one of his
friends “she has diareaha or something like that” well laters.
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george
kelly: wow thas a weird incident.
this is my fist time posting here but i went to the doctor and they found
some infection in my stomach. anyways they gave me six bottles to fill up
everytime i go poop. and everytime i fill em up i have poop on a
newspaper and scoop a lil bit in the bottle with the included spoon. well
by the time im done doing the proccess it is very smelly. but im almost
done with them. well i got to go by the way this is a nice place.
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Fishbone
One time I was visiting my cousins and my oldest cousin jean, who is
about 18, was 17 at the time, had finished volleyball practice and her
legs wer very sore. It hurt her incredibly to sit down. It hurt her so
much that she was having difficulty sitting just to take a pee! Poor
jean! I think later she had sort of squatted/hovered which didn’t hurt as
much.
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Poo lover
Why does shit smell the way it does then?
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DEE
HI,
2 days ago my family went to eat at a local all you can eat resturaunt.
i had steak,clam chouder, and a banana pudding that no one dared to eat.
the next day was easter! that evening i had bad cramps, i took an
ibproufin thinking nothing of it until around 11pm!
oh the pain! The next day, it ended with another loaf.
i havnt crapped since!
love your storys, keep posting.
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Mel.D
Hey!
Today I took one of my trademark toilet clogging dumps, well it would
have clogged the toilet if i had of done it there. No one was home so i
was looking for a fun place to shit out a huge load i had been saving.
There wasn’t any good places inside so the backyard looked like the best
place. This was going to be a shit that i couldn’t blame on the dog, so i
had to do it somewhere that it wouldn’t been seen. I went up the side of
the house, which is all grown over with weeds and stuff. I went all the
way up the end, where no one would go. I cleared away the weeds in a
small area for my poop to go. I slipped my pants off and put them on the
ground. I thought of something to make my poop even more fun, i thought
of shitting with my thong on to make it a bit harder to push out for a
different sensation. I got really excited as i squatted down. I pulled my
thong aside from my pussy to pee a stream that was strong and lasted for
about 30 seconds. I put my thong back in place and relaxed. I could feel
my poop trying to open up my asshole. It opened and my thong on my open
anus felt strange but nice. My turd was pressing on the thong, i gave a
push and it started moving out. The turd wouldn’t come out on its own, i
needed to be constantly pushing. I pushed until the turd was about 4
inches out, it stretched my thong, then got past it and slid out slowly.
I looked down between my legs and it was really fat and long, about 14″
long and almost 3″ wide and dark brown. My thong was back in place, tight
up against my throbbing asshole. I could feel another big turd ready to
be pushed out already. I pushed really hard and it shot out really fast,
straight past the thong and onto the ground. Another big one, same lenght
as the last one, but not as thick. I was having so much fun i pushed for
some more poop, but all i got were little tight farts. I was finished. I
stood up, put some weeds over my huge load, grabbed my pants and walked
back inside with my shitty thong on. I took my thong off and there was
shit all over it, i threw it in the bin, put my pants back on and went
without underwear and with a dirty asshole for the rest of the day.
THE END
Mel.D
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Snoyd
What foods make you fart?
I’ve found that (in addition to beans, the usual suspects) that
sauerkraut and broccoli are great for generating gas. I’ve ripped a few
real boomers in the hours after a meal that includes sauerkraut–and
those are usually pretty raunchy.
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Louise (from France)
Dear Chantal (Switzerland)
Probably in your caountry you are more shy about peeing roaside, I and my
daughter peed like you did more than sometimes, expecially in small resta
areas (without toilet); I’v seen other women doing this and many women
pissing outdoor, I don’t know if men pissing outdoor is so common in your
country, her in france is quite a normal thing…thank for posting dear.
Diva
Funny, and long posting, go on like this darling!
Leanne
Funny cmaping pee, you are lucky that you can aim your pee 2 ft in fornt
of you, ahve you praticed doing this in other palces (in teh shower,
public toilets , garden..ec)?
Keep on posting pee storeis..
happypee to all
Kisses
LOL
Louise
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Female
I poop at least 6 times a day. is that normll for a 10 year old to do?
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JJ
To AUSSIEROD
I can relate to your story because two of my GF’s would never sit on the
toilet, even in their own private bathroom…They do this stand/bend over
thing with or without spreading their butt cheeks (depending on how hard
they need to strain). They both would never sit, always touch the door of
flushing handle with a tissue..but odd enough they would both never be
disgusted to touch thier turds. One regularly break her turds with a
toilet paper. The other one I saw pushing soap bars and digging poop
balls out of her anus when she was constipated.
That reminds me something that saw few years ago.
I happened to be in a Unisex toilet in one of the office buildings in SF.
There were 3 stalls and I took the middle one… I heard the door next to
me slam and after few minutes a faint hissing of shy pee… I was about
to exit my cubicle, then suddely a strong smell like a dead animal hit my
nose.
I looked for a way to see what’s going on because I don’t remeber that I
smelled anything like that in my life..Then I noticed that there is a
small gap at the back of the cubicle and that the tiles are quite
reflective…
I managed to see the lady in the next cubicle high hovering over the bowl
her skirt is hiked on her waist and she was straining to push a turd. The
turd was quite thick, and was sticking about 2 inches out of her hole.
She stood like that about 20 minutes, tring to force it out.. each time
it moved few milimiters out and back in. In the mean time everyone that
entered the room made a comment “ewwwww…. what is this!!…” Finally,
she managed to push it all out..I was expecting a monster but it no
longer that 3-4inches. Still it is a big questing how come a small piece
of turd can make such a terrible smell that stayed out long after she
left…
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Me
I woke up with a bad case of gas this morning, and I wound up having a
very loose bm. The toilet was full of all these little squiggleys. I went
to work and felt fine. After work tonight I had another bm, which is
kinda usual for me. It was a normal little log. Then later I was
super-hungary and ate lots of pasta for dinner. About an hour later my
stomach started to hurt really bad. I kept passing gas and shifting
around and I knew that I was going to have diarrhea. Problem is, we have
6 people in my house and one bathroom. I dont get along with the people I
live with, and I try my best to be unobtrusive. Anyway, I finally got to
the bathroom (it was occupied, I thought I was going to go in my pants)
and I released several mini waves of diarrhea, but when I looked in the
toilet all that was there was a few little pieces of stool, smaller than
a penny, and a little brown liquid. I was surprised thats all that was
there. It smelled really bad. I sprayed some baby powder around and used
some scented soap, hoping to cover the smell. A few minutes later one of
the roomies went in and was like “ooh, holy crap was that you?” to
another roomie. Then he sprayed some spray. I was so embarassed. I don’t
know how to face these people anymore. Living with them sucks, but giving
them ammo just annoys me.
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John D.
I love black toilets but they are not always easy to find. There is a gas
station nearby that has a single-person unisex bathroom with the black
seat. There is a nice-looking girl working there and I’d love to sit down
and take a poop there but the seat is always filthy. There is a lot of
yellowish crud on the bottom of the seat (it looks like dried-up piss
that hasn’t been cleaned in days) and there is no way I’m plopping my ass
down on this.
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Zip
At Home Depot, I was entering a stall and I noticed the feet of the guy
in the stall next to mine were close to his door. I peeked through the
crack as I was entering my stall and could see that he was wiping. His
hairy butt was right next to the door and his hand was busily wiping away
any residues of crap. I went into my stall, satr on the can and watched
his feet as he continued to wipe. He would lift the heel of one foot as
he was wiping. He had his khakis and white boxer-briefs all the way down
to the floor. He finished wiping and pulled up his underwear and pants
and flushed. He must have clogged the toilet because he flushed twice and
it didn’t soulnd like it was flushing properly.
I remember a few years back when my buddy Tony and I were at the mall and
we both had to take a dump. We went into the restrooms at Sears and took
adjoining stalls. We had never crapped together, although he did take a
leak at a urinal once while I was dumping in a restroom with no
partitions. I was a bit curious how he dumped. He pulled his pants and
green Jockeys all the way down and got up on his toes. He didn’t make
much noise, but we both did fart a little bit. We both laughed when that
happened. We exchanged a few words, but didn’t really talk much. I think
he sat and wiped, as did I. He wiped about 5 or 6 times and came out
before I did. It was pretty cool. I’ve had the pleasure of seeing him
dump a couple times since, and he still drops pants and undies all the
way down, as well as get up on his toes.
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Biker Trash
Hello, all
I have an obsrevation and a story. The other day between classes I went
to the park up the street from the campus to walk around and kill an hour
or so. (The park toilets are only open from April to November according
to the Kansas recreational season.) I was walking along the pathway and
burning one when a family came from the other direction. Out of respect
for the nature of what I was smoking, I decided to get off the trail away
from the kids in the coming family so that I wouldn’t expose them to the
nature of what I was doing. This was near the closed restrooms. Behind
the row of trees where I was waiting, I began to notice small piles of
wadded tissue, napkins and the nature, and occasionally, there would be a
turd by one of the tissue piles. I just thought it funny that the general
public, who can’t close themselves from April to November, would take to
relieving themselves outside rather than complain to the parks dept.
Now for my story: My girlfriend and I were at a bar Fri night-one of
those hole in the wall punk joints with no class or talent, but lots of
alcohol sex and things of that nature-and after a while I had to pee. I
went to the back corner and wrangled with the door to the restroom and
stumbled inside. I had never been in this bar before, but I wasn’t
surprised to find three inches of filth covering everything, followed by
graffitti and stickers and whatnot. The room must have been a boiler room
as there were pipes switches to God knows what and all kinds of crazy
shit everywhere. I finally picked out which contraption was supposed to
be a toilet and peed at it rather than in it. The experience was weird
but unexciting and odd. My girlfriend opted to wait until I took her
home. She has an iron bladder on a bad day, anyway.
What are ya’lls opinions on toilets with automatic flush sensors? I’m
compiling info for a research paper for class arguing against automatic
toilets and I’d appreciate any feedback during the next few weeks pro or
con. Thanks…
This morning before I left for the campus I was outside smoking when I
got choked and hacked up three and 1/2 lungs. This was nothing new, but
apparently I had to take a shit and wasn’t awake enough to know yet. The
coughing got things moving and at first I was farting with every cough,
then I figured out the next wave of coughing probably wouldn’t just bring
all talk. I was in a pair of lounge pants and a flannel which made things
easier in a hurry, so I stepped off of the porch and coughed again,
feeling the head of my turd start sliding out. I just squatted and yanked
my pants below my rear end let go. The turd was rather thin and smooth
and was actually quite comfortable. It fell in a perfect coil–an act
that doesn’t happen that often for me. I pulled myself down from under my
rear waistband to pee, then stood up and finished smoking, then went in
to wipe. I had to move the turd so that my roomates wouldn’t be
irritated, as that basically happened at the bottom of the steps going
out. I wonder what my neighbors must think if any of them saw.
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Snoyd
Two other things that came to mind:
* How many have seen the movie “Fools Rush In”? Remember that sequence
where Salma Hayek and Matthew Perry are sharing the bathroom in the
morning and she starts to use the toilet? He turns and leaves
immediately. She gets up, her (hot pink) panties around her knees, goes
and drags him back in by the hand, and makes him sit on the edge of the
tub and face her while she pisses and/or takes a dump.
Somehow, I don’t think I’d have to be dragged back in–in fact, I know I
wouldn’t leave–if Salma Hayek wanted to drop her panties and piss while
I watched. I think I’d even be enough of a gentleman to offer to help her
wipe. 😀
* What about that third use of the bathroom exclusive to women–dealing
with menstruation? How about some menstruation stories?
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Wednesday, April 15, 2004
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Aussierod
To Marcy Anne: Hey girl I read your pooping accident with some
empathy.Every time I need to poop especially if it’s gonna be abig one I
always manage to get an erection. Actually it can be embaressing at
times, like the other day I was in the sports section of a large store
looking at some fishing gear. I felt the urge to poop, as I hadn’t done
my morning poop I knew this was going to be a sensation, I continued to
browse for awhile , but I felt my erection starting to become noticeable.
So I sort of turned into a corner & pulled my T shirt out of my jeans so
to cover the obvious. I let out a few sbd’s, the smell announced to
anyone in th3e vicinity that I was brewing up a poop. The cramps became
more & more frequent , I thought now is the time to go find a toilet for
I could feel the knobbly turtle’s head make its way to my ring. As i
passed through the checkouts I had to stand ,clench my cheeks & try to
withdraw the poop that had started to slide out, having done that I
walked quickly but awkwardly to the gents. Just as I reached the corridor
leading to the toilet I had to step over a pool of spilt milkshake. This
forced me to change my stride, this caused an 8″ log to slide out into
jox, this caused me to have the male equivalent of what happened to
you!!!!!!!!!!!I made it to the toilet in time to do the rest of my poop
in the bowl , fortunately it was a hard poop , the mess was
minimal……………
Aussierod
To Kit Kat……. Thanks for taking an interest in my family stories, I
do have a few more stories if you are interested in reading them?????????
Just let me know ………
A short survey for the gals. If you need to have a poop & there is no
paper what do you do??????
Hang on till you find a toilet with paper.
or have a poop & don’t wipe, cause sometimes you just gotta go
or wipe your hole with your finger, then wash it afterwards???? I have
done all of them from time to time
Katie: Re standing to poop………read some of my recent posts when I
stayed at my uncles place for vacation a few years go.As a result of this
I often stqand to poop, especially when the seat is covered in other
people’s shit, just back up to the bowl , open one of your cheeks with
your hand & let go. Makes for wiping easy too.
good luck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Anthea
The other day I posted about a Phoney Phart Mark 1 when it turns into a
runny shit. The reverse you might call the False Report. When I was in
college, there was some friends of my mom and dad who lived 50 miles away
and often asked me over. This day they asked me to give a lift to the
Reverend Mother of a convent which was on the way. I was (am)quite shy
and this was quite an ordeal. Made worse by the fact that she plonked
herself on the back seat and read her office on the way there. No
conversation at least! Lunch was great with a dozen people though I
didn’t speak to Reverend Mother. On the way home she sat next to me and
the atmosphere warmed up. Then ten miles on the road I started the most
agonising stomach cramps and an overwhelming desire for a bm. No question
of embarrassment I had to stop and get out of the automobile.
“I’m sorry, Mother, I have to go to the bathroom. I just can’t hold it.”
“Don’t worry. Pull over and we’ll work it out.” I stopped by the side of
the road, hobbled round the car and began to pull down my panties.
Reverend Mother opened the two doors and I squatted between them. She
took up a position with her back to me so I was in a square.
I waited for a stream of shit. All I got was a monumental fart. Ten
seconds of blast a bugler would have been proud of encompassing three
distinct notes. Then…nothing. It was as if I was empty though I heaved
and pushed. After a minute or so Reverend Mother turned round. “Is that
all?” I was scarlet with embarrassment and nearly in tears. “I’m afraid
so.” “Good, let’s get going.” After about ten minutes or so on the road
she said “Do you know what caused that?” Oh my God, what, divine
punishment? “No, Reverend Mother,” “That dratted artichoke soup! I’ve had
presentiments myself.” Is that nun-speak for farts? And then a little
later, “We have no secrets might I ask you to open the window.” And then
a fart not in my league but not bad. “That’s much better.” And, do you
know, no smell at all! Is that the Odor of Sanctity?
love and kisses Anthea
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Adrian
Sorry I haven’t posted for quite a while but it’s been a busy time one
way and another.
The other week my Aunt Anne paid one of her visits and brought my uncle
too. As soon as she arrived, Aunt Anne announced in her
characteristically humourus fashion that they were both ‘bursting for the
loo!’ The reason for this was that on route they’d called on another
relative for morning coffee but declined, for reasons to do with the
cleanliness of his house, to use his loo. Coffee coupled with a long
drive meant that by the time they arrived with us they were both
desperate to pee. Aunt Anne made us of the facilities first and Uncle
followed. They were both very glad of the relief when it came!
Punk Rock Girl. Sorry to hear about your bout of constipation but I’m
pleased it’s sorted now.
Chantal (Switzerland). I know what it’s like to be bursting for a pee
when I’m in a car and I’m glad you got the relief you needed. About five
years ago I was in a car with some friends and, despite going to the loo
before we set out I’d taken too much fluid on board and it wasn’t long
before I needed to pee badly. I held on as long as I could but eventually
I had to ask them to call at a service station which they very kindly
did. Luckily the loos were in order.
Marcy Anne. I enjoyed your account of the accident you had on that
afternoon hike. If you needed to poo from 7.30am it’s hardly surprising
that you had an accident at 3.30pm. It sounds to me as though you’d
probably been constipated for a day or two and your early morning
tea/coffee coupled with all the walking you did during the day, not to
mention food you’d eaten, brought the need for a motion on. I’m surprised
but delighted that you enjoyed the experience of doing it in your
knickers. If you like it that much it you may well decide to enjoy a few
more accidents, accidentally on purpose. I remember many years ago
visiting Alton Towers. On my way to the coach in the morning I got the
feeling that I needed to big poo but there was no chance to go. By dint
of sheer good luck I managed to hold on during the journey without
shitting myself. When I go there I reluctantly headed for the rather
rustic gents toilets and had a good poo, thinking I was done. Wrong!
Later on in the day, just before leaving for home, I decided to go for a
pee. As I was stood peeing at the urinal I farted and something more
solid shot out into my pants. I’d had an ‘ambush motion’! Luckily it
wasn’t too bad but bad enough. Upon getting home I put my pants in the
wash and had a good shower.
Louise (France). I’ve seen guys peeing in public before now, including
one on a railway bridge in Edinburgh. It’s not something I’d encourage
though unless it’s an absolute emergency. In answer to your little
survey, my reply would be (B). If I needed a pee badly and a loo wasn’t
available I’d look for an alternative, such as bushes. If I had to hold
though I’d try and hold.
Regards
Adrian
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CC
Hi all,
An interesting thing happened this easter weekend. On Friday night I went
to a party with lots of drinking. I’ve been drunk many times and find I
do large and soft poos the next morning. However, the next morning after
this party my poo was almost black in colour. The only thing different I
drank was some tia maria but only then it was a couple of swigs from the
bottle. I’ve heard other people saying this happens when they drink
certain things. Strange.
Andi – it’s good to see another Aussie on here, I think there are only a
small handful (that I know of) including myself and PV (from Adelaide).
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Bobby
I was wondering how many wipes people take after using the loo. I seem to
wipe rather a lot, and as a result, take a really long time to have a
crap and I’m beginning to wonder if I’ve got something wrong down there.
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Kelly
hi i’m the kelly who crapped in my shorts in the car when iwas 13, posted
that story a couple weeks ago. i just wanted to ask about an unexplained
bed time accident….i’d never wet or pooped myself in bed since i got
out of diapers until 2 nights ago…i don’t even know why, i didn’t eat
or drink anything weird before bed and i didn’t have to go before hand
and i was not even sick, but i woke up yesterday morning and my underwear
was soaking wet and i had a big load in them. it wasn’t messy diahrrea
poop either i just took a regular poop in my underwear and wet them too
while i was sleeping. i can’t think of any reason i would have randomly
peed and crapped myself in bed one night when i’ve never done it in my
life…i had like salmon colored underwear on, the were only a little wet
on the front but they were completely wet on my butt almost up to the
waist band. the poop was dark colord and solid and was about teh size of
a softball and filled up my underwear a lot, but despite my udnerwear
being soaking wet there wasn’t much of a brown stain through my
underwear..it was weird. the wet spot on my sheets was gigantic too. it’s
my first accident in bed ever, second time i pooped my underwear and
third time i peed them..i don’t know why this would happen, does anyone
have any idea?
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Raptor
My friends and I were once filming a movie at a highschool. It was very
stupid but I really had to go 1(and sort of 2 but I can hold this in real
good)so I tried to make it inconspicious but was hard. Then a scene
called for me to come out from behind some distant bushes so I thought
this was perfect. I went walking back there and hid while pushing down my
pants. Then I let loose and after a minute of steady stream(good thing
they were still planning). Just as I got my pants up, the scene started.
Funny that no one noticed sound.
First time posting, long time reader.
Girls keep posting pee stories outside.
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londa
One day I was getting ready to take a bath when I decided to pee and poop
on a towel. So I got a towel and peed and pooped all over it.
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pooper
I always pee in the shower whenever i ge out of bed i go to the shower
and get in (when the water warms up!)and pee sometimes if i have a bad
case of diarea the i go in the shower i was wondering if thats normall
for a women (21) to do?
pooper F
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