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Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Isabella as always another great story and that guy was an jerk for
what he did if I were in your shoes I wouldve kicked right between the
legs and that would have taught him a lesson for sure and as always I
look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Vincene as always another great and I look forward to your next one
thanks.

To: Leanne great story about you and your friend Meg pooping tgether and
as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Amanda M great story and I hope your able to get the results you want
my only sugextion is to keep trying evently your find a food that will
give you diarrhea and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Kelly great story at least you made it to a bathroom and didnt have
an accident and even if you did it sounds like your boyfriend would help
you get cleaned up and I hope felt soon after that ad as always I look
forward to your next post thanks.

To: Marika as always another great story and it sounds like your cousin
understands and is willing to help you if you need it and as always I
look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Abbie as always another great story and it sounds like your like you
and your friend Lucy had some bad luck but it couldve been worse and as
always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Emma as always another great story and it sounds like your friend
Chandi had a good size dump and I bet she felt alot better after that and
as always I look orward to your next post thanks.

To: Jas great story about hearing that woman in the bathroom and as
always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Blueboy as always another great story about your aunt farting and
pooping in front of you and a question does she know about this site if
not maybe you can tell her about it and maybe she might want to post some
stories and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Lorna great story it sounds like you something called a mega colon or
something like if you read some posts by Kim and others on this site from
a few years ago youll find some stories like yours and I look forward to
your next post thanks.

To: Stephaie great story at least your mom was understanding and it wasnt
your fault and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: ShadowLurker first welcome to the site and im glad you decided to
join us and please post more stories thanks.

To: Ian great story about you camping and noticing that woman who pooped
to bad you didnt get to see it and I look forward to your next post
thanks.

Well thats all for now

Sincerly Brandon T

PS. I love this site

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A.W.

Re: Traffic Jam

Hi Stephanie. That had to have been quite an ordeal what you went through
having to hold to pee for that long in traffic. It was also good that
your younger sis was nice to you about your accident. How long was it
when the car started to smell like pee and did the pee stain go away on
the seat?

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Brian
I got a good deal on a new laptop but had to make a 75 mile trip out of
town to go get it from the warehouse. I hadn’t had a dump in almost 3
days so I took some laxative which is something I rarely do. I took some
the night before and by the morning I still didn’t need to go. I planned
my route carefully and took the highway which fortunately has rest stops
and gas stations fairly close together in case I needed to go.

By the time I arrived to the small town where the warehouse was located
it was almost noon and I still didn’t feel the urge to unload. I picked
up the laptop and went to Wendy’s for a quick bite to eat before I made
the hour and a half trip back home. After leaving the town I made my was
back onto the freeway which had surprisingly very little traffic. After
about 15 minutes I started to have really bad cramps and I could feel my
stomach gurgling. Another 5 minutes passed and the discomfort increased.
I saw a sign for a highway rest stop in 2 miles to which I felt greatly
relieved. I pulled off the freeway and into the empty parking lot of the
rest stop. I quickly got out of the car and made my way to the building.
Inside there were three stalls with a handicapped stall at the far end.

I was prepared to take any stall but one toilet was fully clogged and the
other two looked quite dirty with so I took the handicapped one at the
end. I slammed the stall door shut and quickly set down a toilet seat
liner before seating myself down. I relaxed and without even a slight
push a solid flow of mushy poop exploded out of me. I felt much better
but almost immediately afterwards I felt another pressure build that I
relieved by unloading another round of soft shit. The stench was
horrendous and my stomach still felt unsettled. I didn’t want to get back
onto the road until I was sure I was completely done. I remained seated
for another 15 minutes during which time I dropped a few more smaller
loads. At that time I got up and saw the carnage I had expelled. The bowl
was full and had two or three large piles of soft and mushy shit. I knew
it would be a messy flush. I wiped for a good 5 minutes before flushing.
The toilet bowl water was still brown and there were plenty of skidmarks
on the bowl afterwards. I exited the stall and washed up before
continuing back home.

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Whistler

Interesting Couple Of Sights Today

I saw two things today that were interesting. I was at a meeting in a
conference room that looks out into a hallway. The restrooms are visible
through the window. I saw a woman, probably in her mid to late 30’s, come
down the hall with some papers in her hand. She turned into the women’s
restroom. She stayed for 15 minutes then came back out and went back down
the hallway. I saw several other women enter and leave the restroom while
she was in there. I presume she was taking a dump and reading her papers
while she sat on the toilet. She had dark shoulder length hair, very
petite, with a very attractive face. She wore black dress slacks.
The second instance was when I met my wife for lunch at a burger place.
They seat you at a table and a waitress takes your order. Our waitress
was a young good looking woman, about 20 years old, with dark hair and
skin tight pants on (the standard uniform at this place). A bit after we
were served our food, I saw her go into the women’s restroom and stayed
for a good 10 minutes. My wife finished eating and went to the restroom
to pee while the waitress was still in there. When my wife came back, she
whispered to me that someone was in the next stall taking a noisy dump,
splattering poop and farting loudly. I didn’t tell her I it was our
waitress (I’d not seen anyone else go in the restroom except the
waitress). When the waitress came out of the women’s room, she got our
ticket and gave it to us. I noticed the bottom of the ticket was damp
from her hands being wet from washing them. An interesting day.

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Car Mom

Some Replies

Nathalie: Sorry that you got in so much trouble! I know I’ll never do
that to Kaylee! Your parents have no right to keep you from the bathroom!
I wish they were more like me! I hope you get your car back soon. I
suppose you’ll have to put peeing in it on hold till you get one of your
own. But it’ll happen eventually. Then just imagine, the daily pees
you’ll be able to have in your backseat! About holding your pee all
evening and night, don’t. Its not good for you, especially every day. I
never make Kaylee wait too long, when she’s gotta go she’s gotta go! I
would definitely suggest you find something to pee into or onto in you
room. Good luck and I’ll be waiting to hear from you. Give my love to
Whinnie.

Amanda V: Glad you like my posts! You can have an accident in my car
anytime!

Busy Mom: Sorry that you couldn’t take the smell of your daughter’s pee.
I guess it just never bothered me so I was able to make it a fun thing. I
have to admit, it took me a little time to get used to adult women peeing
in my car. Their pee tends to be a little stronger smelling than the
kids’, which doesn’t bother me in the least. I do hope you do eventually
get used to your daughter doing it, but if you don’t you don’t. I’m sure
she’ll get over it. Let me know!

J.E.: I’m not sure if I can give any advise except to say that your
girlfriend sounds a lot like my friend Laura and I’m pretty sure that
Laura won’t stop peeing into things anytime soon so your gf probably
won’t either!

Amanda N: I’m glad to see that I remind you of your sis in law! Glad you
like my posts!

Brandon T: Yes, it is definitely a rest area on wheels! Glad you liked my
posts! Cute bumper stickers!

Josh: Thanks for the welcome back! I don’t find it “fun” that way but I
would definitely consider it an enjoyment. Enjoy my posts!

Hannah the Humming Girl was in my car again, so of course my car now has
a little bit more of her pee in it. But other than that nothings new with
me.

Take care!
Car Mom 🙂

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Leanne
Hi everyone! I’m back from visiting Meg and I want to share my
experiences with you!

On Tuesday afternoon I went down to the station and got the train. It was
a good 2 hour journey and by the mid point I needed a poo quite badly. I
really didn’t want to go on the train so I held on and went in the
station when I arrived. I pushed out four logs and then went to meet Meg
who drove me to her uni flat. We had some dinner and then went out with
the rest of her flat to the union. We had a great night and while we were
getting ready I noticed that her en-suite bathroom was far from
soundproof. When she went for a wee I heard everything- it was similar in
design to where I lived last year. Needless to say we got quite drunk.
The next morning I was woken up by Meg getting up and going into the
bathroom. I was sleeping on the floor in my sleeping bag since there was
only a single bed, I could see under the (strangely large, considering it
was a wet-room with shower) gap under the door. So when Meg went in I
could see her slide her pyjama shorts down to her feet and sit on the
loo. I heard her wee for a minute or so and then she went quiet. Then I
heard an almighty fart and a shower of poo spraying into the toilet. Meg
groaned. A couple of pieces plopped into the loo and then she farted
again. Then a minute later there were two big plops as two big logs came
out. She pushed out some more runny poo over the next few minutes. Then
there was another loud plop, two smaller ones and two more farts. Meg
flushed and then I heard her wipe and flush again. i was hoping she was
done now because I was bursting for a wee but she turned on the shower
instead and I could see her feet moving around as she showered. When she
came out I pretended to just be waking up and said good morning. She said
it was gone midday! A whole morning wasted- never mind! I hurried into
the loo and had a relieving wee and then a shower. We went into town and
did some shopping and ate some lunch in McDonalds. By the time we got
back to her flat I had to poo, but I was a bit embarrassed about knowing
Meg would hear everything! I went in and sat down after Meg had done a
wee. The seat was nice and warm and I had my own wee as my first log
moved into position. It made a loud splash and then I farted and let out
a load of mushy crap that made lots of loud splattering noises much as
Meg’s had. I heard Meg say, ‘I can hear you!’ I laughed and told her I
had heard her earlier. That shut her up!
I pushed out two more logs and some more mushy poo and I felt a lot
better after. I flushed and came out and unfortunately the smell had
travelled into the bedroom! Meg cooked us a curry for dinner. We both
weed and heard each other wee several times that evening but neither of
us pooed again.
This morning I was again awoken by Meg going into the loo. I heard and
saw her drop her pyjama shorts again and sit. Immediately there were two
squirts of runny poo and she moaned as she unloaded her bowels. She had
some more runny poo for a few minutes and then she got rid of three logs
and then some more runny stuff. There were a few farts here and there as
well. I really had to poo as well, but unlike Meg it wasn’t diarrhea.
When she came out I asked if she was ok and she said she felt fine now. I
said I was going for a poo as well and she said I might want to leave it
a couple of minutes! I said I couldn’t wait and went in anyway. It
smelled quite a lot but not too bad. I sat down on the warm seat and gave
one push. Out came five logs, one after the other within seconds. It felt
really good! A couple of minutes later I pushed out a couple of bits of
poo and then I farted. After one more log I was finished. After breakfast
I said goodbye to Meg and got the train back home.
No sooner had I walked in than I passed Emma on the stairs. She asked me
how my trip was and we talked for a couple of minutes and then she went
into the loo while I went into my room to unpack. I heard her have a wee
and then a couple of minutes later I heard two huge plops! 30 seconds
after that there was the loudest plop I have ever heard! I guess she
really needed that poo!

That’s me for now. Bye everyone!

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Just a guy

Amylee, I’ve heard other guys on the cell phone in the bathroom on a few
occasions, but I don’t believe any had a conversation with their boss. In
any event, I find it very annoying. If you want to talk on the cell phone
in a private bathroom, fine, but in public, I just think its rude.
Fortunately for me, I’ve never been in the stall next to the person
carrying on the conversation.

Desperate to poop, great to hear from you again. I’m glad you were able
to make it to the toilet in time.

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Anny

Huge crap

I haven’t pooped since Friday when I pooped out about 3 1/2 feet worth of
crap. I’ve been taking my laxative and drinking water, etc like I’ve been
told to every day. I took my laxative at about 7 pm tonight after dinner
as I’ve felt pretty full…and boy was I!

A few minutes ago I was bursting to go so I went to the toilet with my
book and toilet paper and with pretty much no effort a huge log came out.
It didn’t really require any pushing but it was so thick it felt like I
gave birth out of my butt. Ouch! After I wiped I stood up to flush. It
was pretty big, about a foot long and pretty thick too. I think there’s
still more in me that doesn’t need to come out yet but all I can say is
holy crap.

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Alan in Amsterdam
Hi everybody.
The camping stories have got me going down memory lane so there’s a
couple of experiences to tell you about.
Some years ago when I was still living in England, and was a divorced
single man, I joined a club which organised all kinds of different
events, lots of them outdoor and adventurous.
One of these events was an environmental project, clearing out a disused
canal so that it could be reopened. I talked at work about going and my
friend Alison said she was interested in that kind of thing. Alison and I
were quite close, not in a sexual way – though she was very attractive,
tall, well-built, blonde. But although I’d started off fancying her, our
relationship had become more tender and affectionate rather than
man-woman.
The event was based at a village hall or scout hut, there were some camp
beds in the building but some of us, including me, took our tents.
The first day we spent a few hours pulling stuff out of the canal. We
were wearing wellington boots and one-piece boiler suits, but we all got
wet. Still, it was nice and sunny. We stopped to picnic for lunch, had a
couple of beers as well, then back to work.
After a while Alison said quietly to me that she needed the toilet. I was
a bit dismissive because I’d pissed myself a couple of times while wading
in the canal, nobody knew because you were wet anyway, so I said just go
in your boiler suit. “No”, she said, “I need a number two”.
Well I guess that wouldn’t be so easy to disguise.
The nearest toilets I knew were back at the village hall or the village
pub, but since we’d been driven here in a minibus that would mean getting
the driver to take her back, and that wasn’t really an option. “You’ll
have to go in a bush”, I said. “Come with me”, she asked. Well I am quite
a gallant person and not one to deny a damsel in distress. So we wandered
off into the surrounding countryside. There were a few trees and bushes
but no woods or anything like that. Alison started to walk funny, she
really needed to drop some poo. “Look”, I said, “there’s no-one for
miles. Go behind that bush”. It was quite a small bush. Alison looked
around, nervous and embarrassed. Why do we get so terrified that some
complete stranger half a mile away will spot us having a poo?
But she was feeling uncomfortable. “Oh, I’ve got to go” she said, and
because we had stopped walking she was crossing her legs and squeezing
her bum cheeks together.
“Look, just go behind that bush and it’ll all be over in thirty seconds”.
She looked around again then went over to the bush. She started to undo
the boiler suit then said to me “Don’t look”. I said, “I’m just going to
have a piss by this tree”. I walked over to the tree, which gave me a
good line of sight to her bush. She undid all the buttons of her boiler
suit and pulled it down to her knees, revealing that she was only in her
underwear underneath. Then she pulled her knickers down. When she
squatted, I could only see her top half, but that was quite nice. I
pretended to have a pee but I wasn’t really peeing.
Alison let out a long “grrrrr” and a loud fart which I could hear from
where I was.
After she had done her business she said “Bloody hell I haven’t got any
bog roll. Have you got any tissue Alan?” Since I never go anywhere
without toilet tissue, I made my way over to her. Strangely enough she
didn’t seem at all concerned that I was standing beside her while she was
in a squat with her knickers round her knees. I asked her if she would
like my assistance with wiping but she declined. After a few wipes she
dropped the tissue onto a quite big mess of poo, around which the flies
were already circling. Then she stood up and gave me a good view of all
her lady parts before getting herself dressed.
“You enjoyed that didn’t you, you pervert” she said, in a not very angry
voice. Then we went back to our work at the canal.
That night all the group went to the village pub and had a few beers. A
few came back to my tent (supposedly a 3 person tent but there were about
six in there having some cans). Alison stayed the night. Nothing happened
between us, but a couple of times during the night when she thought I was
asleep, she got up and pissed in the outer tent (no floor just grass!)
So quite a nice memory of that weekend!
There was anothere event with that same club which I’ll tell you about
later.
Thanks for all your stories
TTFN

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Wendy

Not allowed to poo again

I had another experience with my mum not letting me poo in our toilet. As
usuall at the age of 16, I’d held it far too long & my mum was angry at
me for not going sooner. I hadn’t been for 4 days & she made me take a
laxative to clear me out. I left it all day for it to work & when I told
my mum I was ready to go to the toilet, she wouldn’t let me use it. She
told me I had to wait untill the morning & go when I got to school as
punishment. I told her I had to go now but she told me if it was that bad
I’d have to do it in my panties. I was horrified at the thought & ran to
my room with bum clenched tightly. I shut my door & lay on my bed with
the most desperate need to empty my aching bowels. Then I saw my waste
bin so I got up & took my clothes off. There was a box of tissues on my
cupboard so I could easily use the bin as an emergency toilet. There was
one problem. My mum was on her way up the stairs & it was too risky to
chance it. I held it while I heard the bathroom light switch on & a few
seconds later the plopping sound of my mum having a nice relieving poo.
She gave out a sigh just to wind me up. I was about to fill my panties &
she took ages to finish & come out. She knew how bad my need was & came
into my room to share the details with me. I just wanted her to leave me
alone before I filled my pants. She knew exactly what she was doing &
kept on talking for ages. In the end I told her I couldn’t wait any
longer & she told me she’d already told me I would have to do it in my
panties if it was that bad. I was so ashamed of what I was about to do
but I was so very desperate I had no choice. I relaxed my anus while she
shamelessly watched. I felt soft warm poo flowing into my panties & but
it off before the mess got too bad. My mum told me to carry on but then
phone rang & she had to answer it. After a short conversation she hung up
& said she had to meet her boss at the office so I was left alone with my
poopy panties. What a result! I felt like I’d won the lottery & as soon
as the front door closed I took off my soiled underwear & put them in a
plastic bag. I squatted over my waste bin & pushed the out the rest of my
huge load, half filling the bin. The relief was the most intensely
pleasurable thing I’d had for ages. I wiped with the tissues & took the
bag out of the bin & took it out for the dustmen. I left my pooped in
panties to show my mum I’d pood myself just as she wanted & totally got
away with it.

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Friday, May 20, 2011

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randomperson
I was wondering if anyone else had this problem. I am in high school and
often have to poop in the bathrooms at school. The other day, I had to
ask the same teacher twice to go to the bathroom, two times. The first
time I went my friend was also in there and I was too embarrassed to do
it in front of him. So I went back to class, and fifteen minutes later it
was unbearable, so I asked again. The teacher gave me a look, and
hesitantly said yes. It was so embarrassing.

I also have something else to say. This weekend I was at my friends
birthday party, about ten kids were sleeping over his house. At around
1:30 a.m. I started to feel sick and my friends noticed. I just told them
the pizza wasn’t going to well with my stomach. I went to the bathroom
and sat down, and let out a gigantic loud fart. Everyone laughed so I
pulled up my pants and decided to come up with another plan. I told my
friends that I farted when I was peeing, I wasn’t pooping. Since I was
his neighbor, I told Dave (the kid having the party) that I was going to
run home to get us another video game. I went outside and new my house
was too far. So, I went over to the curb and hung my butt over it. At
this hour no cars were around. I farted sooo much, I’m glad I made the
decision to do this outside. The turd was a total of two feet long, and
was pitch black. I went back to my friends house and told everyone they
had to come see this giant turd someone did in the street, not telling
that it was me, so it made them forget about the video game I was
supposed to get. They were amazed.

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Isabella

Old Story

Today I’m going to tell you about one time when I was camping in a very
dull forest. We had our own site until this family moved in next to us. I
liked the peace before but when they came they always woke us up. The
only thing I liked about them was this really nice guy who was kinda hot.
One day I was in my tent talking with my brother when I had the urge to
poop. I got a towel and walked a couple of paces to a gigantic bush. I
grabbed a stick and dug a hole. Then I pulled down my pants and half
squatted over the hole. I put the towel over my thighs and pushed. I
heard a crackling and my annual 20 minuet shit started. Suddenly, the guy
stepped out from behind a tree and looked at me. He then walked over to
me and yanked the towel off, exposing my pubic area. I heard him
muttering ” Oh Ra-papa Oh Ra-papa.” I yelled. “Pervert! get away!!!!!!!!”
The guy just stood there so I punched him in the knee. I pushed really
hard and a my shit dropped out. I was pretty proud of myself for doing it
that fast. I got up[without wiping or pulling up my pants] and punched
him in the face. I slunk off and I was really happy to leave that place.

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