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Adam (not my real name)
Saw a post from “Bri” a few pages back about his sister pooping her pants
and it reminded me of a few instances with my sister. Never shared these
with anyone and I’m sure she wouldn’t see this post, so here goes.
There are three that stand out in my mind, not in any order though. The
first one was we were driving to our relatives in Pennsylvania (USA). We
were about half way there and still had another hour or so of driving on
the highway. My dad was driving our van and my mom was in the front seat.
My sister (about 15 at the time) and I (17) were in the far back seat of
the van, with another bench seat in front of us where most of the luggage
was. My sister Kim asked how much longer until we get there and mom said
about another hour. My dad wasn’t one for stopping, and it was only about
a 2-1/2 hour drive. Kim said to me quietly that she needed to poop but
was determined to hold it until we got there. But after about 20 minutes
I could tell by the look on her face that she really needed to go. A few
minutes later she was gripping and squeezing the bench seat we shared and
said really quietly to me “I have to go to the bathroom sooo bad. I have
to go SOOOO bad!”. I said maybe you should tell mom and dad, but she
didn’t. I think she knew that she was almost ready to go and there
weren’t any rest areas nearby and she probably wouldn’t go on the side of
the road even though we had a big van to shield her, I think she was more
embarrased about having family members see her going than total strangers
whizzing by in their cars. She kept squeezing the seat and then she
stopped and sat there really upright and made a few muffled grunts (like
nnhh, nhhh) and said quietly “Oh gosh I’m pooping my pants!”. Then she
leaned forward, sort of hanging on the back of the bench seat that was in
front of us with her butt off the seat, and continued the nnhh’s and a
few groans for about two minutes; I could visibly see the bulge in her
pants growing at her butt. When she was done I could tell she wasn’t
happy, but I think more embarrased than anything, and asked if she could
lay down because she didn’t want to make it messier. I asked if we should
tell mom and she said no that she would talk to mom when we got there;
she told me she knew mom would be understanding but she just didn’t know
what to do in that situation because her BM needed to come out really
suddenly. I don’t know what happened after that because my sister and mom
went into my aunt’s house off on the side entrance where they have a
bathroom, along with my sister’s luggage. I knew my sister was embarrased
so I didn’t talk to her about it afterwards.
Ok, these next two won’t be nearly as long. One time we were walking home
from a friends house along a path; we were young, like 10 or so. I
remember Kim saying she need to pee real bad and wasn’t sure if she could
hold it until we got home. I told her to go behind one of the large rocks
along the path. We stopped and she went behind one and was there for
about a minute then came out with a smile and said it felt so good to pee
behind the rock. I asked her if she wet any of her clothes as she was
squatting and she said no, and we walked on.
The other time, she was about 17 and she was in the upstairs bathroom
like forever (our parent’s were not home at the time). I had my bedroom
door open and I noticed she was in the bathroom with the door closed for
awhile and I figured she was doing her hair or something. When I walked
by the closed door to go downstairs I couldn’t help but overhear a few
grunts as if she were straining to do a BM. I didn’t think much of it and
went downstairs to get something to drink. About 5 minutes later I hear
the toilet flush upstairs, then I hear it flush again a minute or so
later. I go upstairs and Kim was just coming out of the bathroom and
closed the door behind her. She said “you don’t want to go in there”. I
said “you smelled the bathroom up?”. She said “worse, I clogged the
toilet. I haven’t gone in almost four days; I know my period is going to
start anyday. It needs to soften up some; use the downstairs bathroom.”
She left the house about 15 minutes later. Of course I couldn’t resist
taking a look. She sure clogged it; one whopper of a shit. Didn’t measure
it or anything but it was one solid piece, obviously rock hard, very long
and thick and it was rough (knobily I think people say) for the entire
length. Gives new meaning to the term “shitting a brick”. No wonder she
was in there forever!
Well, those are the ones I remember about MY sister.
Can others share stories about their siblings? Would really like to read
some good ones.
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CCIR
To Jason,
I think you have a valid point about the boys bathrooms in your school.
Its surprising that your parents have not Raised a Stink (No pun Intended
LOL) to the superintendant of the district or even worse the media,
believe it or not; what is going on in your school is a violation of your
constitutional right to privacy. However, there are also perks to some of
these things you mentioned, I dont mind a woman who walks in on me, when
I was in high school my girlfriend used to drag me into the girls
bathroom, and sometimes it was stinky… lol but I always felt the boys
bathroom was really nasty and she shouldn’t come in there… I would
always use the bathrooms in the boys locker room because there was alot
of privacy there. It obviously is not fair and under some conditions
should be, unelss you like to show off… but here is a question for all
of you which, I will also share my answer. Since the female teachers walk
in on you, is there any one of them you would like to walk in on? don’t
name names, but you could describe them.
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Nnonymous
To Jason…
I’m just interested about what your principal said… What exactly did
she mean about doors not being an option? Did she give any reason? If the
school can’t put doors on the stalls, maybe they should try a different
approach, like maybe puting a second door in front of the main door. Or
maybe they should put curtains or something. I mean you guys are in high
school, that’s when you need privacy. If you were in kindergarten or even
primary school it would be a bit different.
Anyway today, I went to a shopping centre toilet. I sat down and
immediately heaps of hard logs came out of me. It was painful and it felt
good at the same time, which made me moan involuntarily. I was kinda
embarassed but no one commented.
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Sam (Samantha)
I was at a two day music festival with my boyfriend a few years ago. We’d
been drinking a lot the first day, and I was a little drunk. We’d just
crawled into our sleeping bags, when I felt the need to poop. I tried to
ignore it and go to sleep. But, my urge was becoming more desperate.
Finally, I got up and pulled my jeans on. My boyfriend asked me where I
was going. I told him I needed to use the toilet, ans he suggested I just
pee in the coffee can he kept for that purpose. I told him it wasn’t pee,
so he asked if I wanted him to walk with me. I thought that was bice of
him and said “okay”. When we got to the porta-jons, they were all so
discusting that I just couldn’t use them. He suggested that we walk
across the campground to the main building where they had flush toilets,
about half a mile away. We were about halfway there when the cramps hit
me. I stopped and clinched my cheeks together. He said, “what’s wrong”? I
couldn’t answer. Then I let out a couple of soft, involuntary farts,
followed closely by a large amount of mush into my panties. I was so
ashamed that I started crying. He comforted me, saying it was okay, just
as another wave of cramps hit and my bowels completly emptied their
contents into my panties. I felt my panties grow heavy with mushy poo,
and some of it come out around my legs and slide down them inside my
jeans. There I was, nearly a half mile from our van, with a huge brown
stained bulge in the seat of my jeans. I looked at my boyfriend, and he
had a bulge in his jeans too, only his was in the front. He said he was
sorry,but my acciden
Eric in Chicago
Emily: There’s nothing about human physiology that would make girls’ poo
and boys’ poo different, other than (possibly) different eating habits,
but those would probably vary within each sex a lot more than they vary
between the sexes.
Cal: Toilet manufacturers seem to think that teenage boys shit the most;
although they all have proprietary versions of “sham poo” that they use
for most of their testing, they prefer households with lots of teenage
boys for final, “real life” testing of their products.
Taylor: A kernel of sweetcorn (just called corn in North America)
consists of a starchy center surrounded by a tough “wrapper” made out of
cellulose, a form of insoluble fiber. The yellow pigment, which is not
water-soluble, is part of the wrapper. The wrapper has a week spot at one
end. When you chew the kernels, the pressure causes the starchy center to
pop out through the weak spot, but the rest of the wrapper stays intact
unless you chew really hard and long.
When you then swallow, the starchy center gets digested (the process
actually turns it into sugar) and then absorbed into your bloodstream,
where your body uses it as fuel. The “wrappers” are undigestible, so they
continue past your small intesting and into your colon. Since they’re
like little bags with small openings, they tend to fill up with any
liquids present (everything leaving the small intestine is still liquid
at this point). The colon absorbs water from its contents, but the “bags”
stay puffed-up as everything else turns muddy or solid. And then when
they come out your butt a few hours later, they look just like they did
when you ate them, except they’re filled with shit rather than starch.
All that chewing corn really thoroughly will do is tear the cellulose up
into pieces so tiny that you can’t recognize them when they come out in
your shit; all the nutrition in the corn is in the starchy center, so the
notion that people “can’t digest” corn or don’t chew it enough is just a
superstition. If you swallow corn kernels whole, like a kid competing in
a corn-eating contest, then you’ll be shitting truly undigested corn, but
it won’t really look any different (other than that there will be *lots*
of it).
Johny: It sounds like the sport you’re describing would be called the
“shot put” in English; it’s a standard track-and-field event (and may
well have been invented in Greece; it was almost certainly part of the
very first Olympics).
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Sebastian
Hi everyone, i posted a day or two ago telling about a bad public pooping
incident i had. I would like to tell everyone about myself, im 20 yrs old
and about 6 ft tall, brown hair, im average shape not fat, not thin girls
have told me im attractive but i dont really know. I have a story from
when i was about 17 back when i played HS football. This took place in
the offseason, and since we didn’t have any games the workouts were
grueling, and lots of guys would throw up it was so bad, the coaches said
if u didn’t throw up u weren’t working hard enough. Well i came so close
to shitting my pants one day I wonder what they would’ve said about that!
I think it was about March and if i remember right my stomach was hurting
on the way to school, and in the lockerroom before workout, but i knew
this one would take a while so i didn’t go. I remember making it through
the first 45 minuts of the workout allright, but the last 30 minutes the
stomach pains started again, and the last 15-10 minutes were unbearable.
I remember working out with the medicine balls, doing push ups on them
and various other drills, and almost dropping to my knees and holding my
stomach. Finally the workout was over and we headed back to the
lockerroom, i remember thinkin maybe i should just hold it in all day
since i hate going in public so much and just explode when i get home,
but when i undressed down to my birthday suit and headed to the shower
with my asshole quivering, i thought “no just go ahead and do it just
think how much better you will feel” so i went into a stall sat down and
exploded diarrhea all into the bowl. I think i was in there for 5 minutes
of non stop shitting then the last 5 minutes i just sat there feeling
relieved and letting any stragglers out haha! The stalls are really close
to the shower and i could hear people talking about how bad it smelled
and bangin on the door and messing with me i didn’t care though i wasn’t
embarassed. I finished up wiped and then went onto showere and go to
school feeling so much better. I have a lot of other stories of shitting
in the locker room but i’ll leave that for my next posting.
This is for Red Head Michele: I really enjoyed your storie, you tell it
so well, i think my story of desperation is like yours in a way, at
sometimes during the workout i didn’t think it was possible for my
stomach to hurt that bad. Could you post some more stories about more
public pooping incidents u have had
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super sick teen
Man, one day I got a stomach virus that rattled my bowel to the extreme.
It must have been about 2:30 in the morning and I had to get up to let
loose some soupy diarehea. So, despite my aching stomach, I staggered to
the throne. well i let fly some pretty ronchey crap and in the middle of
my pooping episode my stomach decided to get rid of its contents. so as
fast as I could I wailed ’round and barfed into the toilet trying to hold
in my soupy poo as best i could. Well I let a few drops of brown get on
the floor, but it could’ve been alot worse.
so just remember, if you have to poop and barf at the same time, have a
bucket nearby to leak your bodily fluids into just in case.
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Hilary
1)Do you massage/rub your stomach when you poo? If so how do you do it
and when do you do it? I massage and rub my stomach sometimes, but
generally only when I’m really constipated, or have diarrhea.
2)Do you grunt/strain/sigh? If so how and when? I grunt and strain when
I’m constipated.
3)Do you sit on tip-toe? I do when i’m not in pain for some reason or
another.
4)Did you learn these from your mother/sister/friend, was it something
you started doing by yourself? Something I started doibng by myself.
5) Do you get cramps from your period and are they like stomach aches
that make you poo? I always get cramps from my period. With me they hit
me really hard, and hurt alot. When I have my period I tend to have
diarrhea too.
I just clogged the toilet for the first time in a while. I started
getting cramps during school, but waited until the end of the day,
somehow made it home, sat on the toilet, and shit so much it covered the
whole toilet, and you could nto see an inch of hte bottom!!! Needless to
say, i severely clogged the toilet.
Annie — that’s really nice of your mom to do that for you!
A few weeks ago I had the most terrible stomach bug. It’s been going
around my school. Anyways, i woke up feeling really crappy. I went to
school, and at school i KNEW i needed to use the bathroom, but the
teacher wouldn’t let me so infront of everybody i had diarrhea in my
pants. My mom took me home, and i stayed home for the rest of the week
because i was so sick. but people still make fun of me 🙁
Maxi pads don’t hold my pee, but i need a reliable method of maxi pad
like thing (NOT diapers) that i can wear to school when we have overnight
trips! After pissing myself terribly on an overnight bus trip, and my
best friend shitting herself, i know that i need to find something, but i
absolutely refuse to wear a diaper.
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TimJ
Did anyone see the LOndon Marathon.
I missed it but would have loved to see Paula Radcliffes toilet break.
All the papers here are saying she stopped for a pee but I think it may
have been a lot more than this as she says in her apology about needing
to releive stomach cramps and it being caused by eating too much.
Surely its more likely to be a number 2 if its stomach cramps and if it
was pee she would have just gone while running
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Tuesday, April 19, 2005
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Jimbo
This afternonn I sat on the toilet farted loudly. I then let out 3 long
turds which made the bathroom stink badly. I wiped 4 times, fluched the
toilet and opened the windows for ventilation.
Dear Kristin: I enjoyed reading your camping story. I would like to ask a
question out of curiousity. While you were camping did you fart in bed if
you felt the urge or did you hold it in?
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Jason
Does anybody know the real reason why the girls restrooms in high schools
all have doors on the stalls, while the boys toilet stalls are all
without doors? We eat the same food in the cafeteria, so it’s the same
poop coming out of all our buttocks, male or female…I’ve heard all
different stories, from smoking, to vandalism, to masterbating, but our
stalls NEVER had any doors. I’m not embarrased to ‘do my business’ in
front of other guys, but often female teachers will just walk in totally
unnanounced why we have lgs or squirts coming out of our buttocks, and
the room stinks really bad…also, some of the boys bathrooms stalls are
clearly visable from outside in the hall, and the one in the history
wing, well, both stalls, and the guys sitting on te toilet bowls, are
clearly visable to the front of a classroom, with female teachers, and
female students…..and sometimes, guys drag girls into the boys
bathrooms, while we are sitting there with everything exposed. I find
this humiliating….What do you guys think? Love your opinios and
thoughts…PS…we already approached principal, she said stall doors for
men & boys were NOT an option…
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Crapricorn
Hey guys! It’s been a while since I posted because nothing eventful has
happened – until now!
I had a breakthrough. I finally took a dump in a public bathroom, which I
haven’t been able to for over a decade. Not only that, but there were two
other women in the bathroom. Here’s what happened…
I decided I was going to do a colon detox to clear up my skin. It called
for a really strict diet to be followed – only fruits and vegitables, but
no beans, nuts, or avocado. It was hard to get enough calories. When I
don’t get enough calories, I can’t take a dump, so after the first day, I
had to stop taking the suppliments. I drank some coffee and literally
crapped five pounds.
I took the suppliments again today, but decided to do a different detox
instead, so I thought I should go to McDonnalds because I won’t be eating
it again for a while.
The McDonnalds was practically deserted. I had a salad. I felt the urge
to crap. I knew I wouldn’t be going home for a while, so I should try a
public bathroom again.
As weird as it sounds, I always had dreams lately where I would be in
public, need to crap and not be able to go (like in real life). In my
dream this morning, I had a breakthrough and took a dump at a restraunt
so I figured I had a chance.
When I went into the bathroom, I didn’t see anyone, but I heard a woman
in the next stall. There was a kid in there. There were three stalls, the
other two were empty.
When I sat on the toilet, my anus felt very tense. With nothing to read,
I wasn’t sure if I could do it. I had a very strong urge to go, so I
pushed a little bit. With no additional effort, I could feel the poo
coming all the way out of my ass. That already was a breakthrough for
being in a public bathroom.
The toilet was automatic, and I could not see how it flushed from the
angle I was at. I just started pushing more and the toilet flushed on
it’s own.
I pushed it all the way out while it was still flushing and took a peak
between my legs at it. It wasn’t as big as I hoped, going through a
detox, but was still larger than average. IT was two inches thick, soft,
and at least a foot long.
After that flushed down, there was still more in me. It was an inch – and
a half wide and five inches long. It was also soft.
There wasn’t much toilet paper nessisary when I wiped. After I left the
stall, there were two women by the sink.
Before this breakthrough, I couldn’t even take a dump when nobody was
around if I wasn’t at home. Now, I took a dump when two people were
around.
Hopefully now, I will have many more stories,
Crapricorn
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oldpoop
Good afternoon–cool here. My last two submissions didn’t make it to the
forum–internet problems? Something I said? In any event, I’m trying
again. A few days ago I visited a Little League field where Porta-Potties
are used. As I came up to one, a pretty young lady came out, gave me a
sweet smile, and headed back to watch her son play. I went on in and saw,
partially covered by toilet paper, two very large turds, both at least
1.5″ thick, the longer one close to 8″, the shorter one about 5″. Did the
pretty young lady drop these excellent specimens? I don’t know, but I
think probably so. A good sighting.
I got up today about 5:30, knowing I’d have to poop soon. I sat here at
the computer, looked up this form and one other, and felt my rectum fill.
I farted softly several times, and felt the turd slide down closer to my
anus. It actually started feeling sharp and textured from the inside.
Just then my wife got up, went to the bathroom, and peed. By then I had
dialed out of this form and into my e-mail, to find several new messages.
She walked down the hall to the kitchen, and I greeted her, then excused
myself to the bathroom. Taking the large hand-held mirror, I sat and
watched my anus dilate, then open to permit passage of a fairly thick,
knobby, dark-brown turd. It broke off after a few inches, and the
continuation was smoother and came out at least 8″ before breaking off.
The third piece was a little thinner and maybe 4″ long; it broke off and
I could see a hanger-on dangling. I pushed a bit, and it came out a bit
more before dropping. All four of these made nice plunking sounds when
they entered the water. A very satisfying b.m.; I had to use only one
3-sheet pad of toilet paper, wiping with the whole pad (small brown
stain), then folding it once, applying a small dab of Noxzema to it, and
wiping again. As usual, I cleaned up into my anus, and I could feel the
emptiness of my rectum as my finger cleared the anal canal.
About an hour later I had to go again. Again I watched myself; this time
the poop, though as dark as the first time, was softer and broke into
close to a dozen thin turds a few inches long. The other difference was
the sound: My first b.m. was silent as it emerged, making noise only upon
entering the water. The softer second b.m. made all sorts of sputtering,
sliding sounds as the moist soft poop came forth. I think these are the
“crackling” sounds so often referred to; for me they come only when my
movement is unusually soft. Other people may, of course, have quite
different experiences.
I’ve just finished lunch; now I need to go shopping. I shall probably
stop by the men’s room to see if anyone has left anything interesting.
Happy pooping, everyone!
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Jaime
Hullo again,
Well, I had a chat with my husband, finally. Even showed him this site,
which was really fun! He really doesn’t mind me posting stuff, as he said
it’s kind of a relief to share these stories and it’s anonymous, as well,
I suppose!
To answer Tim (and Sarah), we weren’t really very open when we first met.
At the time, he was having a lot of seizures, and so occasionally he’d
have an accident during one. The first time I witnessed one, I was too
concerned about him to really notice, although he was terribly
embarrassed. He always tried to avoid me afterwards, but eventually we
sorted things out, although the real issue here was the epilepsy, not the
accident.
Come to think of it, we eventually started joking around about stuff like
that, and he’d kid around about how often he needed to go. But the first
time he ever had an accident in front of me was a really long time after
that, on one of our first official “dates.” At the time, our relationship
had just turned from that “good friends” stage to more of a romance, and
I guess maybe he was still not relaxed enough to feel completely open
about his problems. Also, as I recall, the previous week we’d been on a
date, and he’d needed to have a wee about four times, due to all this tea
we’d been drinking (yeah, yeah, we’re not terribly exciting people – but
hey, it was a cold night!) I really didn’t notice, but apparently, as he
told me later, he felt really embarrassed by it, and wanted to avoid the
situation happening again.
Anyway, we went to this movie, and ended up cuddled together in the back.
He had his arm around me, and I was sort of hugging his waist with my
other arm, head on his shoulder. It was a VERY long movie, so I began to
get a bit bored, and noticed he was shifting around in his seat. Thinking
he was uncomfortable, I tried moving around so he could sit differently,
but even then he still seemed very stiff. The movie got a bit more
interesting after that, but I could still feel him twisting about. When
the bloody thing finally ended (one of those artsy, drawn-out features
which drags on way longer than it should!), we got up and shuffled out.
He was walking very tensely and slowly as we headed back to the down the
road. I guess he couldn’t take it any more, because that was when he
actually admitted his problem, and we decided to try making it back
through the crowd at the theatre to their toilets. They didn’t have any!
It WAS a small place, but seriously – that’s not even legal, is it? While
making our way back, he was really showing signs of being desperate, and
then actually stopped walking. At first, I didn’t see, since I was still
scanning the area for a toilet, but then turned to see him a bit hunched
over.
“I’m sorry, I can’t hold it anymore,” he gasped, and then I saw this
barely-noticeable wet spot forming on his black trousers. I looked away,
but I could hear the piss splattering on the concrete below. When I
turned back around he was bent over, and I really felt terrible for him.
His crotch was soaked all around his zipper area and thighs, and a small
puddle had dripped to the pavement below. To make matters worse, there
were people milling around the area, practically stopping to stare. I put
my arms around him, and we walked back home. Along the way, I tried to
make him feel better, and told him it’s OK, not your fault, etc., but he
was still nearly in tears. So I hugged him. At the moment, I really
didn’t care about getting urine on me, and he looked so terrified and
humiliated. We had a very long talk that night, and I think that’s really
when we first became so open. He’d never had anyone to talk to about his
accidents, and people have been really cruel to him, especially in high
school. I am extremely grateful that we can have such a great open
relationship. Reading previous posts here, I really don’t see how people
can berate their spouses for this sort of thing!
clean up guy: I would recommend just going with adult diapers. Maxi pads
hold almost nothing, as far as pee, and I’ve never even tried a poo!
The New Number Two: I do love skirts, and with longer ones there’s I
usually undo the zipper and pull them down. Never had a problem with not
having time to do this, I don’t think!
Oh, wow, it’s getting pretty late here, so I’d better go!
Jamie
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annie
yesterday at school i found myself desperate to go potty. i was really
holding on tight and having severe cramps, and i didn’t think i could
take it much longer…not even another minute. i had on a dark blue skirt
almost down to my knees and underneath i was wearing small light yellow
panties with a white flower design that i was very unweiling to soil…so
i slowly raised my hand to ask permission to use the bathroom…as my
teacher called on me i humbly mumbled “um, can i go to the bathroom?” my
teacher glanced at the clock and looked back at me and he said “there are
just 8 minutes left in class, do you really need to go now?” i felt
compelled to be honest and confess my severely desperate need to use the
toilet at that very moment but for some reason the way he questioned me
about it so publicly caused me to panic and say “no i can wait.” OMG why
did i do that…just because i was too embarassed to say it was an
emergency…i was so dumb because not facing that embarassment made me
embarass myself even more. not 40 seconds later, beyond my ability to
control it, a fast and fairly quiet wet fart squirt from my butt and made
a slight squelching noise between the chair and my butt, and i felt the
seat of my panties become warm and sticky. i was in terror, i had just
squirt a little wet poop into my panties, my butt felt hot and sticky and
there was a little bit of a gooey consistency in the my panties. my need
to poop got tons worse and the girl next to me had even heard the wet
fart i did and was smirking at me and covering her nose subtely with her
arm. i was actually shaking a little and i pressed my butt together even
harder and looked at the clock, and almost burst into tears right then to
see there were still 6 and a half minutes left, and i had to poop RIGHT
THEN. a major cramp made me double over my desk and raise my butt off the
chair a little bit as i violently realeased a torrent of wet poop into my
panties with a loud squelching fart. i was in a state of utter shock and
i just staid completely still with my face burning red with embarassment
and i could feel the messy wet loud weighing so heavily in the seat of my
panties that the bulge was sagging down, and could feel what was either
poop starting to drip down the insides of my thighs, or i was also
starting to pee myself. my stomach convulsed again and i tried to stand a
little more to leave the room and my butt erupted a second time, and wet
poop just squeezed rapidly into the mess already in the back of my
underwear and spread completely across my butt and even partially into
the front of my panties. i barely kept myself from falling back into my
seat and mushing the poop everywhere and creating a huge mess, but i
managed to start waddling to the door not even in tears yet. infact i
didn’t even burst into tears until i got halfway down the hallway because
at that point i could hear my class starting to express their thoughs on
my incident in several ways since i had left, and i also completely lost
control of my bladder and wet myself almost as bad as i had pooped
myself. it made a huge pee puddle in the middle of the hallway, and one
kid 2 grades below me walked by and saw me standing over the puddle.. i
was so warm and wet but so disgusting, but i’m just glad it stayed so
well in my little panties…some oozed out between my thighs and on the
waistband at the small of my back, but other than that all the wet poop
stayed in my panties…i almost felt like pooping again, but when i got
in the bathroom i just sat one the open toilet in my panties and called
my mom on her cell phone to come get me. i didnt even formally sign out,
i just got my mom to come and ditched school. me and my mom can be close
like sisters so she was real supportive about it. we decided that im not
going to go to school until wednesday or thursday maybe next week and she
called the school and said i have a severe stomach virus. to explain why
i messed myself so badly and can’t be in school……i’m always going to
be so embarassed about it..but still, may as well not go back to school
for a while..i just can’t believe i had such a messy accident in my
underwear at school, or why i had to wet myself in the hallway to add
insult to injury…oh well.
-annie
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Cassy
Hi my names Cassy, and Im a girl, Im not comfortiple saying my descripton
but would love to tell you my poop story!
Me and a couple of my friends where going to the carnival, we decided to
go on the rollercoaster, that goes upside down and all around, I was
really nervouse, before I went on I decided to go to the washroom, my
friends waited out the door for me, I felt cramps in my stomach, walking
into the washroom, it was one of those outhouses! It stunk really badly,
but I was going to go anyway, I shut the door, and my friends where
saying hurry up, then I sat down and relised, lots of direhha came out,
then after, I new it wasnt done, I felt a hard one coming now, *sigh* my
friends where like, coming hurry with that dump, I pushed really hard and
my face was probly really funny, and with a gust of wind the door flew
open and all my friends saw me going with a very stupid look on my face,
they laughed so hard, but the poop was half way out, I told them to shut
the door but they wouldnt the kept watching, and then my pooop dropped
and they all heard it, after I farted and they where all laughing and
making fun of me, and Im not there friends no more!
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nickyB
BRENT C – WOW, im so happy you are posting again!! I love your posts, but
i feel so bad for you, tyhat you have to endure all that pain. I would
love to help ease that pain and comfort you sweetie!!
Why are there no more guy constipation stories?? What happened to FAT
MAN??? and all you other wonderful writers???
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CuriousD
Hi Emily, In response to the question, I’m a guy and would have to say
GENERALLY most guys poos are longer and darker, but some ladies on here
CLAIMED to shit 12″-18″ logs!
I myself would love to see that, as Im a Janitor, and have never seen a
full log in the women’s room!!! But I have seen that partial logs are
lighter brown than mine! My Logs/snakes are most always 12+”!!!
I hope I answered fully?
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S&G
Hello everyone! To start this baby off me and my friend would just like
to say thank you to all of you who post. We are so happy to have found a
website that can relate to us so much! Now we have a story for all of the
people who have shared their heart-touching and funny stories with us.
-Now, you see every year when our class went to a ranch over a weekend.
There was a lake and horses just about your everday ranch. It was my
first year there and everyone was in the lake they were all having a
grand time and i wanted to go join them. So i ran and jumped in the
water! All of the sudden i had a sudden urge to poop.Dont you hate it
when you have to poop wet? Well i had to poop and i was wet. Our cabins
were to far away and i didnt wanna miss out on any of the fun. So i was
forced to poop in the lake. When i was down i scratched but and got it
out of my suit quickly and ran off to enjoy the time left.
Thanks again, we have grown to love you guys-PLEASE POST BACK TO US!!!
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Anonymous
Bri
I agree that it can be a real shock to find that your younger sister s**t
her panties
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Sebastian
Hi everybody, ive posted on here before under the name worried, i was
worried about my bowels a month or so ago because i had a problem with
leakage but now im allright. The main reason i wante to post was to talk
about a bad public shitting experience i had the other day. I had had
diarhea all day, nothing to serious just lose poop. I stayed home from
school my first two periods (not because of the diarhea im just lazy). I
have a night class at 6:00 and there isn’t hardly anybody on campus maybe
1 or 2 people walkin around, when i arrived i just wanted to sit in my
truck and study before class started, but it was really hot and i was
sweating a lot plus i was gettin stomach cramps, i usually hold it in no
matter what, i hate pooping in public but ive done it before in
emergencys ive even been known to hold in real bad diarhea. The cramps i
was having at the time were not even that bad i just felt uncomfortable
and i didn’t wanna go the next 2-3hours squirming in my chair so i said
screw it and walked up to the campus. I entered the first building i saw,
ive peed in this building before and maybe have seen one person in there
tops, im trying to get across how empty this bathroom usually is, and
thats during the day at around noon. I went in the bathroom at about 5:45
and went in a stall and sat down, as soon as i sat down, my ass just shot
out diarhea like a machine gun. This lasted about 20 seconds then i just
sat there for 5 minutes to see if i needed to go any further and enjoy
the post dump euphoria i was having. At about that time some dude came in
and started to pee, i thought it was funny cuz he didnt know i was in
there and was talking to himself. I thought he was gonna be in there
forever cuz he kept washing his hands, because i was ready to leave. So
as soon as he was leaving another guy came in and they started shooting
the shit, pardon the pun, and they talked for a few minutes then another
guy came in and was peeing at the urinal and another guy came in and had
to use the stall next to me to pee in. I was so pissed off. Ive been in
that same bathroom at like noon when the campus is crowded with people
and only seen one person in there and this time it was like almost 6 in
the evening and there were 4 guys in there besides me, i felt totally
safe to go in there i guess i was wrong. Oh well nothing bad happend of
it, i felt a lot better after that and thats all that matters right?
This is for Becky M.: I was reading ur post about how u have intestinal
problems and have to poop in public a lot even though ur shy about it
like me. I would just like to tell u im sorry and to hang in there and i
know how u feel after my experience, its nice that uve learned how to
cope with it. Do u have a certain medical condition like IBS? I have had
IBS since i was about 12 and sometimes it causes me to have really bad
gas and bloat up like a balloon. I like ur stories so keep posting
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johny
I’m 15 years old and from greece.
There was a school competition yesterday, and a friend of mine (let’s
call her pat)was participating in (well i don’t know how it is called
cause i m greek) this game that you throw a small ,heavy, metal ball.
Well pat is not so strong so se had to put very much effort to compete
with the others. She had three more throws when she told me (i was in the
side of the pitch) “John i have to go to the toilet” . I responded
laughing “it will be hard to hold it in that kind of sport” . She was
wearing tight grey pants and she looked great. Now there was her turn,
she threw the “ball” (it was a very bad throw) an she immediatyely put
her hand on her butt and i started laughing ” Stop laughing right now ,
that was close” she said… By now she was holding her butt all the time
and she was fidgeting like crazy. Her turn again he gave me a look an she
went to throw the ball… she threw with much power , a very good throw
but as soon as she throwed the ball a bulge started forming in her pants
, all the other girls started to laugh, she was crying, it was obvious
tha she pooped her pants cause there were a little brown by then. She
came to me crying “I can’t believe i pooped my pants” she said “and i
want more” then the bulge got bigger an she was crying uncontrollably…
When she is sad i tickle her to make her laugh and feel better so i
started tickling her… She immediately put her hands in her crotch but
she couldn’t hide the wet spot that appeared in the front of her
trousers… She was really embarrassed…
I have more stories to tell ….
I wish that you understood my story , cause my english are bad…
Does anyone else have stories of girls who poop or pee during sports or
when tickling ’em…
C u all!
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Taylor
Yalo. Taylor here.
I haven’t got any stories to tell this time, just a very interesting
question: What is it with Sweetcorn? You eat it, and it always comes out
showing in your shit! Why? This is something I need answered. Could
somebody please give me an explanation, scientific or otherwise, behind
the mystery of Sweetcorn in Crap. It needs explained.
Cheers. Taylor. With a grudge against sweetcorn.
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roz
Hi, I have a few questions for the females out there:
1)Do you massage/rub your stomach when you poo? If so how do you do it
and when do you do it?
2)Do you grunt/strain/sigh? If so how and when?
3)Do you sit on tip-toe?
4)Did you learn these from your mother/sister/friend, was it something
you started doing by yourself?
5) Do you get cramps from your period and are they like stomach aches
that make you poo?
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Sunday, April 17, 2005
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Ashley
Today I had a poop desperation attack. This has happened a few times this
year, and I’m getting worried. Anyways, after school today (I’m in senior
year, and I’m going to Yale College next year) I decided to go jogging.
After a while jogging I started getting terrible poop cramps. I jogged to
the nearest bathroom (30 minutes away) and almost started crying when I
saw a 15+ people line…I had to go sooo badly!! So i waited, and waited,
and there was only one open stall. The person infront of me was having
diarrhea, and took FOREVER! Finally she got off, and i ran into the
stall, sat on the toilet, and pooped. I could barely make it,
though…two more minutes and it would have been in my pants.
Sarah: Don’t feel bad about your highschool expierience. I had an
expierience like that, and personally, i think it is more humiliating (of
course, it did happen to me…lol) One day, a month or so ago, I woke up
with cramps, but i was running late so i didn’t use the bathroom. I
waited most of hte day because i didn’t have a chance to go, but finally
in chemistry i knew i could barely hold it any more. Finally i asked my
chemistry teacher if I could use the bathroom…and she said NO!!!
Suddenly, to my horror, I felt my spincter contract! I asked again, and
once again i was denyed. Now, though, everybody was looking at me because
they knew that i needed to use the bathroom badly. Suddenly i felt
diarrhea get all over my butt! I ran out of the classroom crying.
Everybodfy knew, which was terrible, and people called me “ashley
diarrhea” the next day…some still doo (haha, bad pun)
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Cal
To michael explosive diarrhea:
About your post, I think teenage boys shit the most
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😀 Lurker
Has any one been in a situation in which someone accidently knocked in
you causing you to squirt when you need to pee?
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cheryl
tonight I hadn’t peed since like 6:30 PM when i stopped to get gas at
this mobil station; which by the way always has a really clean restroom.
anyway later about 7:20 I arrived at this poetry thing early and had
ample time to wrie something quick. anyway while at the weds night poetry
open mike [and feature poet]which had began at 8 PM I didn’t even feel
the need to pee all the way through the first part[ the open mike]; which
was weird considering that I had drank this huge “king cup” of diet coke
with my chicken sandwich at BK and then re-filled it of course to bring
with me to the open mike; this after drinking most of it while eating.
what’s that? like 32 oz each cup! [then again at a ” plus size ” of 176
lbs I can really suck down a soda when I’m mad thirsty :)he he he he!] of
course I bought another liter of diet pepsi back at that gas station and
well,after going out during the break before the feature poet; I ended up
sloowwwly sipping that during the half hour while that poet read his
things [ which actually was quite amusing and very ” pee related”; about
his dream where he was standing at the toilet in the morning unable to
pee and had an interesting conversation with his clothes hamper LMAO].
since I did not get a chance to go to the bathroom in back during the
short break and didn’t want to be rude and miss his presentation, I swear
when he even mentioned the word ” pee” I sat with my legs crossed even
tighter as I felt my bladder and could about hear it say “hey I gotta
TINKLE” anyway, so it now being about 9:40 PM I still waited until the
questions and answers to the feature poet was over[ now 10 PM] and wham,
after that I grabbed my bag and walked quickly back toward the single
“ladies/mens room” in the back. [ yeah the one with the door that don’t
close all the way and the metal latch with the draw curtain separating
the toilet bowl from the sink and window! “pee shy”???? he he he he!]and
so I walked in, moved the paint pail holding it open with my foot and
latched that door. then after walking back behind the curtain to that
nice clean round toilet bowl[ seat down] completely filled with clean
water; I slid that curtain over toward the window’s side. I unbuckled my
slim brown belt and first unbuttoned my jeans and lowered them below my
knees before sliding my undies down, exposing my brown haired trimmed
pussy facing that curtain before sitting down on the seat to pee. I sat,
hands on my upper thighs while grabbing some toilet paper from the nearly
empty roll and twisting it around my hand while folding it, for like 15
secs or so listening to all the voices outside a little nervous until I
heard this soft [but definitely audible!] tinkle as I began to urinate
into the toilet’s water nice and easy for probably the next minute at
least; filling the air slightly with the sweet scent of my long awaited
urine now escaping from the folds of my labia as it gently splashed into
the water. all the while of course I watched between my legs as my urine
was turning the water really yellow . finally I stopped for a few seconds
but soon resumed gently tinkling into the water some more; this time for
about 30 secs before pausing a sec or two before slooowly again
continuing to empty my remaining urine; at first making this soft
piddling sound as it splashed all around into the now really yellow water
before again pausing; piddling some more as I leaned foward and finally
slowing down to a dribble which I could feel “run the length of my pussy”
before it dripped into the back of the bowl’s water making a ”
plip-plip-plip” sound and FINALLY stopping! I took that really small
piece of TP and gently dabbed my really wet labia’s lips and yeah legs
too, holding it as I got up and then wiped from the back as well. as I
dropped the TP into the bowl, I looked down at the bowl’s water which now
was filled with my deep golden yellow somewhat foamy urine; the foam
quickly fading yet still clinging to the sides of the water. also I
noticed “rainbow-like streaks” of urine scuzz floating in the water as I
went to flush all that concentrated urine away. then I pulled up my
undies and jeans, rebuttoned them, fastened my thin belt and after
washing, spent some time with my little conair “purse brush” fixing my
hair in the mirror; which actually took way less time then the 2 minutes
and 30 secs I wasted just urinating alone! “hey honey when you really
gotta tinkle- you gotta tinkle!” he he he!
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bri
i’m 18 male, i just found out my 16 year old sister katie still poops her
pants. there were always times recently where i suspected she had an
accident in her underwear, because the only time i ever really see her is
when i have to get her up for school in the morning and at dinner, but
whenever i would knock on her door she never answered it by opening it
she would only yell. she never left her room until several minutes later
and sometimes i’d see her open the door a crack and look out before she
left her room. one time about 2 months ago i was sitting about part of
the way down the steps petting my cat in the morning and i heard her open
the door a crack but she couldn’t see me, and i couldn’t see the door.
next thing i know she leaves her room and moves quickly across the
hallway, and i glance up at her but she gets into my mom’s bathroom
pretty quickly but i did notice she was pulling her t shirt she wore to
bed down to cover her underwear. i didn’t think much of it at the time i
thought she was just trying not to show her underwear but whatever.
eitherway i was a little bit suspicous during that time because a few
weeks later the same thing happened but there was a bad smell in the
hallway after she walked through, and the thought crossed my mind…did
she crap her panties?
well folks i believe today i confirmed it, in fact i confirmed it with 2
pieces of crucial evidence. first off, while i was looking for a
particular artical of clothing this morning that i wanted to wear to
school, i decided to look through everything in the laundry room at one
point. well i was eventually going through a basket of my
sister’s…clean laundry, and there were brown stains completely covering
the seat of all her undies, like they were COMPLETELY stained brown.
there was no way she didn’t poop in them. i couldn’t believe that my 16
year old sister who’s a sophomore in high school poops her undies. as if
that wasn’t confirming evidence enough, later in the day katie came home
from school. i had already been home because as a senior i get early
dismissal. eitherway she came in wearing a light blue t-shirt and she had
a bouncy white skirt on, and she looked really tired. we were both headed
up stairs and she went before me and i noticed she just had a plain pair
of gray undies on, sure enough faded right in the seat with a faint brown
tint. she went into my mom’s room where she always watches tv and laid on
the floor and fell asleep and i was in there (this room now even) to use
the computer. well i was writing an essay earlier and after about an hour
of work i heard a little pattering type sound, and i looked around for a
second until i noticed the smell filling the room. i immediatley thought
of my sister because i found out she actually poops her undies, and i
looked down to see a tiny bulge in the seat of her undies, but big enough
to push her skirt out. i was horrified at first but also curious enough
to watch. seconds later, the bulge just slowly started to grown in her
undies without there being much noise and a dark brown stain began to
show through her panties, and the bulge stopped growing after it was
already the size of a fist and completely filled her panties. i was going
to just wrap things up and leave, but i really needed to work on that
essay so i actually had to wake her up..and tell her…it took me several
minutes to get ready to do that, but i eventually just gave her a light
shake on her shoulder so she opened her eyes and i just said…”i think
you shat yourself” and she immediatley burst into tears and rushed to the
bathroom holding her butt. she didn’t come out of the bathroom for almost
an hour but i never confronted her about pooping herself..
i also have a story about how my sweet girlfriend once had an embarassing
accident. she was in new york for a weekend and we hadn’t gotten to talk
because she was busy, but she called me during the train ride and talked
to me from the train while i waited at the train station for her in
jersey. eitherway, at one point during the call i heard her gasp or
something a couple times very lightly and she seemed distracted for
several minutes and sounded very off-put the rest of the phone call.
anytime i asked her what was wrong she told me “nothing!” in a whiny way.
well i saw what the problem was as soon she she returned to new
jersey…when i saw her her cheeks were puffy from crying and her jeans
were totally soaked right in her lap and down the inside of her legs, and
her butt too. she also had that unpleasant bulge right in the seat of her
pants, but only smelled faintly like poop. she cried and put her head on
my shoulder and told me all about how she never had a chance to ‘go
potty’ all day and there wasn’t a bathroom on the train and she just
couldn’t hold it in anymore, and i just gave her a hug and tried to hold
my breath. thank god she only had that one accident and doesn’t poop
herself or pee herself a lot…well at least not to my knowledge.
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ucgenie
Joeljack, great story. You ass must have iched like hell. I doubt I would
ever wear that tux again.
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CJ
Went out for some Mexican food this afternoon, and I’ve only been home
for forty minutes or so and I’ve already been on the toilet twice! I knew
I had to poop while I was driving home, and by the time I got to the
toilet it had already started to come out a little bit. Three chunks came
out pretty easily and I didn’t have any ???? discomfort or anything, so I
wiped and flushed and went in my room. Ten minutes later my ???? started
to hurt and I was back on the toilet with some really mushy poop. I just
took some Pepto Bismol for the ???? ache, but I’m feeling queasy again so
I think I’m going to make another toilet trip. More later if this keeps
on.
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Emily (Bowel problem)
Hello, I am a 14 year old girl and I was born with a condition that makes
me poo with no control. I have no control when trying to hold my poo and
it comes out fast with a soft and sometimes mushy texture. It lasts for
more than 5 minuts and I make a lot. Anyway, I wear an adult diaper and I
have allways worn them since I was born. Many people have change my
diaper such as family members, friends(girls and boys) and my boyfriend.
Luckily, My poo doesn’t really stink and I usually don’t buldge. I am
also really interested in poo and I usually check the girls bathroom and
see what other peoples poo looks like. But I have never seen a guys poo
EVER and would like to. So this gives me a question to ask. Is there a
differance between Girl poo and boy poo? And if so, what is the
difference?
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