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stripes
ok i was at my sisters house one day. She has one toilet and was housing
seven people at the time. not to mention it being the hottest day so far
this was a disaster waiting to happen.
So there are my four cousins (i’m babysiting), her boyfriends, her, and
me. the kids had to go first, all four of them. SO she told them to wait
their turn and wass their hands and such. Next i was drinkng alot of
water that day, to keep myself cool and it went straight through me and i
had to pee so i was dancing behind the kids in the line to pee. Her
boyfriends claimed he had to pee too and he stood in a corner and peed
into an empty paint can. The second the oldest kid in front of me heard
the sound, she let go and just wet herself all over the floor.
Then the worst happened. the third kid, the last before me. clogged the
toilet. So there i was, bursting!, and no where to go. Icould barely walk
now, i was hobbling around the room with my hand between my legs i had to
pee so bad. I tried to sleep until they could fix the toilet, as he had
really clogged the thing. But the second i fell asleep i had this
nightmare. I shot up and pee just squirted everywhere. i was wearing
short mind you, not short shorts, but loose regular denim shorts. And the
pee was gushing out, i couldn’t stop it so i ran into the bathroom and
flipped on the light to see where the tilet was. But of course she had
put all this duck tape over it to keep the kids from using it. So i was
there gushing with the toilet lid taped shut. So started to get up on the
sink to pee into it but of course i fell. I just let it ome out after
that. Because i peed laying down it got all over me and because of all
the running i had it all around me too. My sister was so mad.

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cathy
the other day i was driving on my way home from north ga when i needed to
use the bathroom and i came across a store in a small town as i was
entering i walked strait to the toilet and it was cracked so i walked up
to go in and through the crack i see somebody sittin on the toilet and a
loud fart and a couple of splashes i just eased away from the door i dont
think they herd me cause she was in there for 5 minutes and whsn she came
out she looked suprised to see me and smiled and left i enetered and the
lock was a chain lock that allows the door to be cracked but anyway it
really smelled bad but i needed to shit so i dropped my panties and
unloaded as i was pooping all of a sudden the door flung open ripping the
chain lock off the door and the guy standing there just staired and said
sorry i ll come back later so that was pretty embarassing.

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I have a fresh story from last week to tell everybody. A couple of
evenings ago, a group of my friends from my church and I had a pool party
and we had so much fun! But anyway, we only swam for about an hour and
then went to eat and play games and stuff like that. I decided to join in
on a game of vollyball, so I got out of the pool and ate a burger and
some chips and a brownie. Then by that time I was dry so I put my cloths
back on including my panties over my swimsuit and went to play vollyball.
After the vollyball game we went hikeing in the woods in the dark just
for a fun/”scary” dark woods activity, and that is where bad things
started happening with my bathroom topic. I had braught along a pair of
long sweat pants (the waterproof kind with cotton lining), for walking in
the woods, even though the temp outside was still what felt like 100
degrees at 10:30 at night, but I do not like things touching my legs that
I can not see at night. So I put on these pants over my shorts, swimsuit
and panties and then went out and we started walking pretty far back into
the woods. Several guys started running around trying to scare me and the
rest of the girls from the dark shadows, but it did not seem to work.
What was scaring me was my need to pee which hit me right out there in
the woods far from any bathroom. I thought at first that I would just let
out a few spurts of pee and with the combination of my swimsuit, shorts
and underwear plus the seemingly absorbent cotton inside the sweat pants,
I thougth no pee would show. So I let out a nice sized squart and I did
not feel any running down my leg so my underwear and swimsuit caught all
of that squart. For the next 20 minuets or so I let out these squarts and
it felt good, and even with all the squarts, I did not feel very wet down
there. Eevntually the pain from my bladder got so bad that I had to make
a decision on some way of peeing. But with everybody sneeking up on
everybody and it beeing so dark outside, I did not know where anybody was
and so this leading to no privacy to pee in the woods. About 15 minuets
later I made the final decision that I for the first time in my teen
life, was going to wet myself. The sweat pants thank goodness did not
show wetness from the inside, so I went over pretty far away from the
group and squated down and let the flood spray into my cloths. It felt so
good I wanted to hug the tree in front of me. When I finished I cheeked
for wetness in my butt with my hand and could not feel anything. The
pants had absorbed all the pee, and they are my hero now. I think it was
pretty cool, I wet my pants and nobody knew. We finished walking through
the woods and I headed straight home and peeled off all the wet mess and
took a shower and threw my cloths straight into the laundry. Everything
came out stainless and oderless, so I give my first wetting experiance a
high grade. It was not a bad experiance at all, I even almost enjoyed it!

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Punk Rock Girl
My bowels ruined my weekend!!!

Colin and I had planned a nice daay together Saturday, but my frigging
guts had to act up. I have no idea what caused it. Something I ate or a
bug or something. Whatever it was, I had some of the worst exposive
diarrhea I’ve had in years, almost all day and night Saturday.

It started during the afternoon while we were out. We had to run into a
McDonalds and Colin had to buy a drink so they’d open the restroom door.
I ran in, yanked down my shorts and thong and sat on the toilet. My
bowels erupted, and what felt like a gallon of chunky boiling pudding
came gushing out of me accompanied by a few long bubbly farts. I wiped,
washed and Colin and I ventured back out on the street.

It wasn’t long before I had to go again, and this time I had to use the
Avenue A restrooms, which are nasty. Same thing, gooey hot semi-soft
ooze, and lots of gas. After that one, we decided to head home. We made
it to the subway station, but halfway on the ride home, I had to get off
at a random stop and find the nearest bathroom, at a Barnes and Noble.
More of the same.

We made it home, and I had mini sessions of bubbly shits ALL NIGHT! I
wasn’t even able to get to sleep until three in the morning.

Sunday, I was drained, and wasn’t up for anything. I didn’t shit at all
Sunday, and then this morning I had my usual big, solid dump right after
I got to work. So, my weekend was ruined because of an attack of
explosive diarrhea.

I think I’d rather not shit for a month, then squeeze out a load the size
and shape of a football than suffer through another bout of the shits
like that. My poor butt.

Hope everyone else had a better time than me!

Peace!

PRG

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speedybk
Hi yall it’s been awhile since I’ve actually posted and i have a couple
good one. For my background check out 1466 it tells you about my
condition.

1) This is totally true and wasn’t very easy. Ok I’m in school and I get
this awful feeling that I normally Don’t get like ever because I can’t
really feel when I have to go. So anyway I get all hot and sweaty and I’m
due to not poop for another two days when I get that awful feeling. I’m
less than an hour of taking a big test for summer school and then I had
plans to meet my female friend afterward. So I knew I’d have to either go
take my test and totally shit myself because i always have to be in bed.
I really didn’t want to miss her and I didn’t want to sit in shit until i
was done with my test. So i always have a nurse as i said before, and I
tell her my problem. She wants me to call home and go home and if i go
before i get home we would clean up when we got there. Well as i didn’t
want to miss my so called date or my test I begged my nurse to try a help
me shit in the bathroom next to the toilet. So she said ook and we went
in the ladies room where nobody was because it was summer. I get into
this huge stal where i could turn my wheelchair around all the way and
parked as close as possible to the toilet. Then I started to feel worse
and i farted which usually is a sign that I’m about to have major
dierrea. So I had my nurse pull my armrest off and turn me on my side
much like in bed. She pulled my pants and underwear down to my thighs.
And i was hovering slightly over the rim of the toilet, when i felt
another pain in my stomach. I knew it was about to come, that’s when I
heard a girl walk in I about died. I listened and she peed and farted and
gigglled a little then, and she got up and washed and was about to leave
when she says my name is that you? Here I am ready to blow up and of
course you can see my wheels so I said “Yeah its me”. It was that girl
that I like and was meeting later. She was like what are you doing, and I
was totally scared and embarrassed but I said I need to poop. She was
like oh really can I help? My nurse says yeah bring me some paper towels.
So I hear her get them and my nurse opens the stall door I was dying but
she came in right behind my nurse and my nurse says can you hold him for
me? She was like yeah sure. She held me for a minute and I farted super
loud and I heard my Friend say there you go keep going. Not knowing I
can’t by myself usually. So after a few seconds I stop and my nurse asks
if I feel any better. I told her not really because I was still super hot
and all that So She put A glove on and say s to me do you really want her
to watch this and i said ask her. My friend is like I’m ok, I’ve already
seen everything down there. Which made me feel really scared and excited.
So my nurse puts her finger in my ass and I explode with liquid shit. My
friend is still holding me saying wow that’s what makes it come out. I
sputered on for about two minutes off and on. When I thought I was ok my
nurse said let’s check again, My friend says immediately can I do it? I
was so embarrassed again but my nurse said sure and handed her a glove. I
sat there and my nurse held me and my friend did the finger thing but a
lot harder and higher but it felt so good because I started blasting shit
again even before she was all the way out. I got all cleaned up and fixed
in my wheelchair when my friend drops her pants and says sorry but you
didn’t get to see me maybe next time. I was a little late to my test But
we are super open with each other now and are going out.

Hope you all about liked my story it was a little graphic sorry.

I’ll do my other post some other time. SpeedyBK

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Suan
This is the first time I have posted on this website after lurking here
for a while. I have not had great experiences with bathroom habits. As a
child I wet the bed until I was almost 13 and then once and a while until
I was sixteen. It was very embarrasing and not a pleasant experience I
might add. I dont know if it was brought up by stress or depression being
raised by foster parents or if it was just a gene I inharited from my
real parents which I only knew until I was two. Well I am happy to say it
has finally ended at least. Also growing up I occasionally had a few
accidents outside of the bed. I would like to ask if anyone on this site
has wet the bed at an old age and if it was perhaps brought on by stress?
more stories to come…

Suan

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Tia
I have a few stories to post.

1) On Friday, our family headed out to a family reunion in BC. It was
about 3 or 4 hours into the trip when I needed to pee. So we stop at a
gas station and I head to the back where the bathrooms are. I open up the
door and immediately smelled a stong odor coming from the stall. I took
the stall beside it and sat down and peed for a good minute or two. Then
I sat for a bit to hear the lady next to me. I think she may have been a
little plugged up because every once in a while I would hear soft grunts
and plops. She must have been in there for a while too because of how
strong the smell was. I wiped a couple times and then flushed and washed
my hands.

2) This was at the family reunion. I hadn’t pooped all day and I could
feel some pressure on my butt. I headed towards the bathrooms and took
the first stall. I spread my legs apart and started pushing. I knew this
was gonna be a huge one because every time I pushed, my hole would
stretch real wide and hurt. I pushed real hard for 3 minutes and saw the
tip of the poo sticking out. I took a deep breath and pushed again. I saw
more of the poo slowly making its way out. After about 10 minutes in the
bathroom…maybe more I gave a final push and looked between my legs. I
saw a huge ball of poo land in the water with a huge splash. I stood up
to see my poo. It was about the width of a pop can and a drak brown to
black color. I wiped and there was a little bit of blood on the paper,
which I expected. I went to flush but because the toilets at the campsite
sucked, my huge poo plugged the toilet right up. lol

3) This was this morning as we were leaving the reunion. Me and my mom
had to use the washroom so we went to the bathroom shack place and I took
th 3rd stall and she took the 2nd one. I just had to pee so I quickly
finished up and washed my hands and waited by the sinks for my mom. I
thought that she just had to pee too so that’s why I waited for her. But
when I looked under her stall, she was on tiptoe which meant she was
pooing. As I was standing there, she lets out this wet fart followed by
some diarrhea. Another fart, more diarrhea. Some silence. Another fart,
more diarrhea. This probabaly went on for 10 minutes or so before I hear
her rip some TP and wipe up. Then she grabbed her Maxi-Pad out of her
pocket and put it on. That’s when it dawned on me why she was having
diarrhea. Her period had started. She flushed the toilet then washed her
hands.

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oldpoop
Good morning–hot here. Last night I visited a ball field where there
were porta-potties and in one saw a thick short light brown turd. Only
the one–a bit disappointing. It is very late in the season, of course.
My own poops remain soft but well formed. Yesterday afternoon I kept
farting, sometimes quite loudly, as I went about outdoors, so finally I
went into the bathroom, dropped pants, and sat on the toilet. There is a
nice big hand-held mirror in there, so I watched myself do a long dark
brown snake, maybe 10-11″ long and just over an inch thick. It was slow
and required some pushing; a quite satisfactory movement.
This morning I got up around 5:30 an dialed up this site. Nothing new
yet, so I dialed out. I felt my rectum fill, fairly suddenly and quite
insistently. The poop felt warm and slightly prickly as it pushed hard
against my sphincter. When it got quite urgent, I got up, walked to the
toilet, and flushed it (some paper had been left in it overnight, and I
wished to see my movement unobscured after it came out). I felt the poop
actually starting to penetrate my anus, so I sat down on the rim even
before the water had quite refilled. One quick push (as the poop had
already started to emerge), and my movement shot out with a single
“flup!” sound, taking less than a second. I took a quick look to see that
it had landed in one piece, and it had. I wiped, requiring six passes,
again adding Noxzema to the last pass for added cleansing. Then I looked.
It was a single long turd, folded at both ends, with the first part that
had come out partway down into the bend but curling back up, and the last
part curled up where my exit hole had been. I took a square of toilet
paper (4″ on a side) and measured; as best I could calculate, it was 16″
long and just over an inch thick, perhaps 1.25″ at its thickest point and
an inch at its thinnest, a medium light brown, smooth except for the very
beginning was was more lumpy–probably those lumpy parts were what I felt
as prickly when the sensation was at its most urgent.
I think it amazing that the human rectum, which at rest is only about 6″
long, can send out turds twice as long (or longer) as a single impulse. I
know that the lowest reaches of the colon, together with the rectum,
change positions within the body so that they form almost a straight tube
while defecation takes place. It is still something awesome to think
about, that our bodies can perform this inner adaptation without our
conscious help, then return quietly to rest position afterward.
Happy pooping, everyone!

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Tracy
How’s this for embarrassing?

My husband and I were wrestling in the living room. He pinned me to the
floor and started tickling me, and, of course, I started laughing.
Suddenly, I shit my pants. A loud fart, and a sticky glob of poop gushed
out. It splattered all over my butt and my underpants. I groaned in
disgust, and he just laughed and said, “It’s okay, you’re allowed to fart
in front of me.” I told him it wasn’t just a fart. He quickly got off of
me, I waddled into the bathroom and cleaned up.

There is no grosser sensation than hot, sticky shit squished between your
butt cheeks and your underwear. I thought I was going to puke.

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HSH

I have another story today… This one comes from work… Where I work(A
fire Department) there are only a few females and I am new so I am trying
to keep my liking of womens poop on the low… Well I was working a shift
for someone else yesterday… it was kinda slow… At least no fires…
but lots of medical calls… So as I was leaving a station this
morning… I got a call from another firefighter about some overtime…
So I accepted the offer and headed for the downtown station…

The shift that was called for OT on has one of the two women who are in
the department as active firefighters… the other works investigations
and code inforcement. Well to say the least She is in her mid 30’s, 5’5″,
blonde and a body builder… A friend of my uncle does her hair and when
he saw her he nicknamed her “Pizza Ass” because her ass is nice and
shapely (perfect for a pizza tray in his mind) Well when I first met her
I wondered about her poops, especially if she did them at the fire
station.

This morning around 9 am Her and I and another firefighter were washing
the ladder truck. They started drying it and I prepped to wash the
Engine(engine is a different type of truck) next… I had it pre sprayed
the Engine whe she said she would help me wash it when she came back from
the bathroom…I wondered with slight joy about what she was going to
do…

There are only 3 bathrooms in the firehouse which I do not have access
to… the deputy chief’s, and the captains and the signal personell
bathroom which none of us can use…(its locked so even she cant use
it)She was driving the ladder truck today so I figured she’d use the
general bathroom… The paramedics have one in their room, but its not
reserved just for them… some of us prefer the privacy over a public
style restroom and all of us are paramedics anyway…

Shw was gone for about ten minutes and when she came back, she was just
re buttoning her pants… We finished drying the engine and she headed
into the kitchen… I moved to investigate… I headed for the bathrooms
near the showers first… no smell of poop in there… then I went to the
only other place on that floor… the Paramedics room… when I entered
their bathroom I was hit by a rotten egg smell of poop… there was a
womens fitness magazine on the radiator across from the toilet… It was
obvious that she had to poop and to me it smelled good… unfortunately I
couldnt hang around and inspect the small skidmarks because we got a call
for a fire…

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Richard

Hi everyone, well Russanne and myself just arrived home from a nice
camping trip at a KOA Kampgrounds. These places if you never heard of
them are located all over the United States. We had a lot of fun and some
nice relaxation. The cabins are log cabins, with nothing in them but two
rooms. The two rooms are nothing but sleeping quarters. The first room
has a double bed. The second room has two small bunk beds. There are also
two little tables, an air conditioning unit, and a few outlets thats it.

As for the showers and toilets, they were just a short distance away.
Just across the dirt road going through the grounds.

As for me that was no problem. I can shower and go to the bathroom with
people around. The shower stalls were very private. But as for the
bathrooms when it came to going to the bathroom. Russanne was able to pee
with no problem in the womens room. But when it came to pooping, there
was no way, she could go. I was quite unaware of that situation and
wasn’t informed about it, until we were on the way home. It was then that
she told me, she was very, very constipated. I asked her why. And
Russanne said she cannot and never has been able to poop in public rest
rooms, with strangers around. So she didn’t go for all four days that we
were there.

So all she said, was tomorrow morning should be fun. Russanne you need to
know is basically an early morning pooper only. Usually anytime between
7:00 and 8:30. Depending on when she has her breakfast and drinks her
coffee. So even though she was very clooged up with packed bowels. She
said that the urge will not come back until morning.

I asked her if she was going to want me in the bathroom with her as she
drops her load. Oh my gosh, was all she could reply. I am going to need
you to hold me as everything is coming out. I can promise you that it is
going to be very big, and very smelly.

Well the next morning Russanne started her day off with her breakfast and
coffee. I just laid in bed and continued to sleep. Finally she was at the
bedside, asking me to join her in the potty room. So I followed her in
and took her robe off so she could sit and relax. And long it did not
take. She was only sitting for maybe five to ten seconds. When all of a
sudden I could hear her anus opening and the sound of lovely crap filling
the toilet. And filling the toilet it was.

And she was so ready to go that she was hardly doing any pushing. She was
basically very relaxed. Crackling noises were the only sounds you heard.
And not more then a few seconds later, it was really starting to stink in
there. She apologized over and over for the smell. But after four days of
holding shit inside of you. I guess that could be expected.

Well after passing some tremendous gas and a few more mushy loads.
Russanne took the toilet paper in her hand and neatly folded it. Leaning
over she wiped from front to back, looking at the shit coming off of her
ass. She wiped about four times, before she was cleaned off. As for the
toilet. It was one big healthy load of shit that came out of her precious
ass. And as we walked out of the bathroom, you could just see the look of
relief on her face. I knew without even asking that she felt very good
indeed.

Well, I will be back again real soon. Bye for now.

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Hi, this is my first post here, but I’ve been a lurker for quite awhile.
The other day, I was outside watching my younger brother. I really had to
pee, but we were the only ones home and I couldn’t leave him alone. We
were up by the barn and he was playing in his blow-up pool. I was sitting
in a lawn chair by the pool, holding myself between the legs because I
was so desperate to pee. Eventually, I decided that I’d go behind the
barn and piss there. So, I went back there, took off my shorts and
underwear, squatted down and peed. I think I peed for about 2 minutes!
When I was done, I took a kleenex I had in my pocket, wiped with it, put
my undies and shorts back on, and went back to watching my brother.

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I have seen lately a lot of posts from those who struggle a bit on the
loo. Easy remedy that I have done for years. I carry a small pot of Body
cream in my bag and after every bowel movement I apply a good layer to my
annus and inside my annus after wiping. Because of the build of your bum
it stays there and does not stain panties. IE buttocks close up the
annus. This makes for a “prelubricated” poo. Those stuck monsters just
pop out. Using body cream is easier than Vaseline or pile creams, as it
is non-staining and has no odour and is also not as sticky. If you have
not applied after the last poo or if you showered recently then put it on
before you sit to poo. A deep squat also helps a lot. Hope it helps.

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Amy
I clean restrooms. I don’t understand why people cannot flush their own
waste away. I go into mens restrooms and find with foot long turds.
urinals so pilled with piss, the water is ORANGE …. I find toilets with
foot long shit turds. Simple request. Flush your toilet, my job sucks as
it is….

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Sam H
HI my names Sam and I go to Canterbury University. Im female and im
nearly 20. The other day i bumped into my friend Katie, who is an
attractive brunette, we chatted for a bit but she said she was in a bit
of rush so she said bye an walked off. However when i looked back i saw
her walking into the Ladies.I thought If i got lucky (and she was
pooping) i might be able to play a little joke on her.

I waited about 10 seconds and then followed her in. I looked under the
stalls and saw a pair of feet and the pink bag she had been carrying. I
sneaked into the stall next to her and looked over the top, i saw her
cute ass sitting on the toilet and the sound of peeing. i saw her lean
forward. She grunted and i could see her dropping turds into the water,
she moved a bit, so to avoid being seen i ducked down again. For a prank
on her I decided to film the encounter on my phone (which she later found
hilarious) She grunted many more times and more splashes into the toilet.
She sat staring down for a while, and then started playing with her hair.
She farted a few more times and I could start to smell what she had done.
Two more splashes and then after about 4 minutes she turned to get some
toilet paper,so i ducked back a bit, and i sae as she wiped her butt, she
only took about 4 wipes. She pulled her underwear back up, and left the
stall. I ducked down and filmed her feet under the stall as i heard her
washing her hands then drying them off, then finally she left.

After shed gone, still filming i quickly went into her stall and there
was a strong smell along with a few skidmarks under the water level.

I later showed her this and we had a laugh about it. I didnt have the
heart to show anyone else and embarass her which was the orinal (cruel)
intention!!!!!!!!:P

Love Samm H xxxxx

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Selena
Im rather pee and poop shy and prefer to do my business in my own
bathroom. I can JUST about pee at work, but any B.M’s are held in til I
get home unless Ive got the runs.then I just sit pooping and praying
no-one will come in whilst Im dumping/

My problem is that this week I have to go on a course at a University and
share a bed room and bathroom with a girl I barely know.

I cant hold my B.M’s in for a week, what on earth can I do aboutbeing so
paranoid bout being overheard peing or pooping? Its really getting to me.

I also dont actually like the girl i will be sharing with it just turned
out that as we both wanted to do the same course we had to share.

Im sure peoople will laugh at me but iM getting upset about the whole
thing.

any advice please?

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THUNDER FROM DOWN UNDER What I have seen and not seen! I have been on
this site for a while and can say I have only seen a person doing a shit
outdoors on the ground once! Months ago driving to work at peak hour on a
very busy road there was a bloke squatting, pants around ankles and I
presume he was doing a shit. Actually I had seen him around the streets
before and I think he is a vagrant..I have not seen him since so the
police might have collected him. In Aust there are not that many doorless
cubicles and only a couple of times I have seen someone on the throne. A
few times I have seen guys having a leak in public and it is more common
late at night. I know my partner has squatted down for a wee when there
are no toilets and I have certainly done a wee behind bushes etc when
toilets are not available. I have not seen anybody shit themselves either
(except for myself). I have attended more public toilets than most and I
never hear much grunting..or the grunts are muffled.. I am the loudest
public toilet grunter that I have come across probably because I believe
in grunting. I just about never (except for my partner) hear a girl fart.
THUNDER

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forty_two
I was out one night with some friends for a drink and a meal. Around 11pm
we were walking back home. I left the main group with a friend who was
feeling a bit ill – something didn’t agree with her. As we walked along
she felt progressively more ill, and was clutching her stomach which was
causing her pain. Walking underneath the main road in the subway, she
suddenly said out loud “oh god… I really need to crap now, I don’t
think that pizza agreed with me”. We were at this point halfway between
home and town, with no public toilets and no shops open or anything. I
suggested she squat down here in the subway over a drain, but after a
spate of crime they are now covered by CCTV cameras – the thought of
being seen by a council worker crapping into a drain on camera was
obviously too much for her, so she said “No, let’s carry on”. A little
later she clutched her stomach – “I can’t go on, is there anywhere I can
go?”. There was an allyway nearby, so we ducked into it. She ran down the
dark allyway and found a spot near a lamppost. She squatted down, pulled
down her trousers and knickers, and shit sprayed out her ass. Felt much
better for it, as well.

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HAIRY ANNIE
This for Joanna & Kelly… re pooping in the shower……. I too am
guilty of that, the other day I was about to have a shower, my shower is
over my bath. As I was stepping into the bath to have a shower, I felt
this huge fart coming on , so standing in the bath I pulled my cheeks
aside & pushed very hard. Not only did I do an ear shattering fart, I
felt this turd emerge from my hole. Then another followed, this one was
like soft serve that ran down the back of my legs & plopped on the floor
of the bath. I had quite a clean up , I had a huge piss as well,
consequently there was like a brown slurry in the bath .

I haven’t posted for awhile but this is a question for the girls and the
boys if they want to answer, have any of you out there pooped their pants
because they were too busy doing something, so they just loaded theit
panties instead. I have done it twice this year, it felt so good , having
that lump in my pants.

I had a really busy Xmas last year which culminated in a tyring but
enjoyable New Years Eve party. As I got home I felt this need for a piss
, like I was holding my crotch in the car on the way home . But I didn’t
want to stop, but I didn’t want to piss myself in the car either, been
there before & the car stank for ages. Soon as I pulled up the drive I
jumped out of the car, lifted my dress, pulled down my bike shorts a bit&
let go ,,,,,,,talk about a gusher, I could have put out a housefire the
stream was so strong. By the way I was standing , I only sit when I need
to have poop, as I came to the end I just let the waistband of my shorts
go. Consequently I dribbled quite a bit into my shorts and being so hairy
around my crotch doesn’t help matters much anyway. I was really tired ,
all I was thinking about was how quickly I could lie down on my couch in
the sunroom & sleep. When it is hot I sometimes sleep out there on the
old vinyl couch. As I when into the sunroom I remember letting this huge
fart escape mt hole,boy did it stink.
I took off my skirt,top & bra then crashed onto the couch. The next thing
I remember was being awoken about dawn , I think, by the urgent need to
have a dump. I was lying on my back then, so I rolled over half onto my
stomach, brought my left knee up to waist& spread my legs. I was just too
tired to get out of bed so I just lay on my stomach & deliberately shit
my in bike shorts. I remember feeling the lump with my hands before I
went back to sleep. I woke up again about 1000 am with this huge lump in
my shorts, that had moved a bit to the front & matted up my pubes. What a
way to see the New Year in.

The second time was today , I was finishing off an art project & got lost
in the moment. Instead of going to the toilet when I needed to I just let
nature take its course, so as I type this I am sitting in my loaded pants
,lucky it was a solid log , so I will just have to tip it out.

Another question I have how many of you ppl actually stand to wipe your
bum when after a poop.
all the best Annie xxxx

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Blue Rizla Girl
To Single Mom,

Why don’t you just teach your son to pee standing outside? After all,
there won’t always be a toilet around ….. he’s going to have to do it
sooner or later. Eventually, he’ll work out for himself that he can stand
in front of the toilet.

To Cheryl,

Good to hear another outdoor story from you! Please let’s have some more!

My BF and I dropped the kids of at my mum’s the other day and went out
for a drive in the countryside. It was a hot day, and we were both
drinking lots of water and The Inevitable happened. So we stopped for a
widdle by the side of a quiet road. My boyfriend saw I was weeing
standing up and decided he would try squatting down for a change.
Fortunately, nobody came past and saw us. We had to make a few more stops
along the way, but he reverted to standing up – it’s much easier like
that, when you’re wearing shorts!

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yTTeddour name (optional)
Hi!It’s Teddy Bear here again…I sent my first post a few weeks agobut
I’ve been a bit slack at getting back…Firstly; a bit of background
info-I’m a middle-aged guy from just north of Brisbane in Australia…I
grew up in the suburbs;I met Kathy my neighbour when we were both 4 and
she introduced me to wee/poo games…Back in the 60’s many houses were
built on stumps with open ground beneath it;a great place for kids to
play…Kathy wasn’t really a naughty child she just didn’t like using the
toilet if she could avoid it…Partly that was because although some
families had indoor plumbing (septic)at Kathy’s place she had an outhouse
(a backyard dunny,as we call it in Australia) …it was a small wooden
building containing a wooden box with a hinged lid;and beside it a supply
of sawdust to toss over your poop and pee when you were done;it was
allways a bit smelly and dark; and rather draughty in the winter
time…Kathy’s family was much more laid back than mine; she and her
sisters would often run around the yard without any clothes on;such
behaviour was taboo at my place…My mother was particularly prudish
about bodily functions;they were just an inconvenience that had to be
dealt with in a dignified manner with minimal fuss;not to be mentioned
unless absolutely neccesary…This perhaps would explain why I was both
shocked and intriqued by Kathy’s bold behaviour; she had none of the sort
of inhibitions that I had and so couldn’t easily understand why I
couldn’t “perform” for her at first and needed lots of prompting til I
finally gave in albeit rather reluctantly… One day while playing
together I got the call of nature; I tried to deny it but Kathy knew I
needed to make a poo and wouldn’t let me go home… eventually I felt
like I was starting to do it and pleaded with my playmate who giggled
while instructing me to take my pants off and sit on her tin sand
bucket… despite my despiration I couldn’t push my jobbie out because
sitting in the bucket squeezed my bum cheeks together; so I raised my
bottom up above the awaiting receptacle…there was a gentle thud as poo
fell into the bucket…. we both look inside at my creation…With great
pride Kathy said ” you done good jobbie,dats the bestest poopoo I ever
sawed!!”…. We did lots of things together;more about that in my next
post.

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JW
Tracygirl wrote:
>If we would have had more time I sure I would have gotten her usual
>constipation treatment — a soapsuds enema from her douche bag.

Tracygirl, how old are you? I thought enemas, especially soapsuds, were a
thing of the past. You brought back bittersweet memories. That was my
Mom’s ONLY cure for constipation. I got them from the time I was three
onward ’till I left for college. The ordeal was always the same. Three
days without a BM and Mom would bring out the enema bag. I could sit and
“try” for fifteen minutes if I wanted to (I always did). I’d struggle my
hardest to go when the enema was sitting in the sink. After 3 days I
usually couldn’t go.
I was given my enemas over Mom’s lap, and she was pretty gentle about it,
tried to get me to take as much as I could but never made it really hurt.
The thing I remember most, that no one ever seems to talk about was the
struggling I had to do getting it to come back out. There’d be these
three or four pieces that seemed like a cork at the opening of my butt. A
bunch of water would rush out and then I’d be corked. My Mom would sit
with me and tell me to “bear down” over and over, sometime she’d rock me
side to side or front to back, but mostly I just had a strain with all my
might to get stuff out. What are your memories of the enema?- JW

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CJ (USA)
Hermione,

I enjoy your stories. Are there any other women at your office that
produce large turds you’ve found in the toilet or heard while they were
going? With regard to the finance director, you should take the direct
approach and try and start up a casual conversation with her about
something then transition over to her productions. From what you
described she seems very defensive about her bowel movements for whatever
reason. Probably because they’re so large. You said she has dark hair.
I’m curious if you were ever able to observe the color of her eyes?

Chris/Viking,

What do the big turds look like that they describe or you see pictures of
on the cell phones? A wine bottle is almost 4-5 inches thick! Are they
knobby (lumpy), smooth, dark/light brown, etc? Do they ever say or show
what the girls that have them actually look like??

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Wife stuggles and then dumps big time…

My wife and I take walks in our neighborhood for exercise on most
mornings of the week which usually involves her bringing a coffee and
helping “things along”. Frequently, she gets back to the house and has
the leisure of getting to the bathroom to “clear things out” and start
her day, but not this day: As we made our way back in the final third of
our loop, my wife suddenly slowed her pace and clutching her stomach
said, “Oh no…things are churning!” and then started walking again. I’ve
heard this before so I figured it was just her bowels giving her a
warning but then she slowed up again and said, “C’mon, gotta hold on…”
to which I replied, “Slow down, it may help.” She showed me her
white-knuckled fist and then began walking again. At the last leg of the
walk, she farted a strong, forcefull “poot” and exclaimed, “Oh shit!” and
picked up her pace, looking back at me saying “That was close!”. Well, of
course, this was one of those rare times when I locked our door and had
to fumble with the keys to get it unlocked, after which she dashed
upstairs to the toilet. About fifteen minutes passed when she finally
emerged and said to me, “The toilet needs your attention.” I figured it
was the usual clog with just some water high in the tank but when I went
into the bathroom and looked at what she’d done, I was very surprised!
There was a pile of dark, thick poop completely covering the hole and
protruding out of the water! She hadn’t shit in almost three days and
told me it was just one long, steady stream of poop with a few breaks
that kept coming and coming! I love my wife, the objective, “poop
scientist”!

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new one
new poster, long time lurker.

I am now 17, male and living in england. I always remember one pee story
form when i was just 7(mostly because it was hilarious).

I had two brothers (13 and 15 at the time) who were always trying to take
the p**s out of me. One day they decided to make me pee my pants by not
letting me use the bathrooms in the house (quite cruel, they wold say
that they were broken). So in the morning they sat me down on the sofa
with a film that i watched with them. I kept asking for milk, juice and
water throught so they knew at my age i would have to go soon. The film
ended at about midday and they saw that i was squirming a tiny bit.
‘james, do you need to use the potty’?
‘Yes i do’. ‘Ok then, up we go’. When we got to the bathroom they
pretended that the toilet was broken.
30 mins later and i was becoming more aware of my need to go pee and i
was holding my thing when nobody was looking as i was doing a small pee
dance. My brothers were offering to take me to the local restaurant so i
could pee there (in case you are wondering why i did’nt go outside my
mother and father told us to never go outside), i said i could wait.
by about 1:00 i was desperate to go pee and was writhing (with just
t-shirt on i seem to remember, so i could hold my thing and i was doing a
major pee dance. my brothers gave me even more to drink at lunch so by
1:30 i was in more pain than i can remember.
i only lasted another 10mins before my bladder just gave way and relased
about 20 cups worth of liquid all over… my mums carpet. i remember my
entire crotch area hurt like hell. the funny bit though is when my mum
found out she grounded my 2 brothers for a month and took away all of
their stuff (lego, games etc…) i have never laughed more idon’t think!

Toiletpostbez

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