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Today, I was headed to the shower when I suddenly had the urge to pee. As
I walked into the restroom, I heard loud music playing from one of the
stalls. I went into the first stall and suddenly noticed a pair of feet
in the stall next to me. I assumed that the girl brought a small radio to
the restroom to listen to while she pooped. I wiped myself and flushed,
then headed to the shower, while the music was still playing.
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Stephanie
My answers to Catherine’s survey.
Do you ever wipe your bottom only once after a shit? I always wipe at
least three times.
Do you fold or wad the tissue? I always fold, and always use a corner to
get right into my arse to cleanse it properly.
After a shit do you wipe from front to back or vice versa? Always front
to back, away from my vagina.
Do you ever sniff your used toilet tissue? Often. I love the smell of my
own shit. There are times when I sniff a friends also, I find it
stimulating.
Thanks again Brandon for your nice remarks. I always look for what you
have to say and appreciate your words a lot. Like you I love this site. I
haven’t written much before, but have been a reader for a few years now.
Yesterday I had one of my lovely two people shits. It was with a stranger
[Moira ] from head office who had been demonstrating a newly installed
accounting program. When I say a stranger I had known of her from head
office of course, a high flyer I suppose. But to me a very nice, kind
lady. We have often conversed by email and phone so in that way I knew
her. She had finished her demo and we were having lunch in the Bryanston
Rooms near the office. She told me she had to go to the ladies and,
naturally, I did to. This time I wasn’t just saying it to hear what she
was going to do, hoping it was to have a shit, but this time I needed to
have a shit. I had tried at home, before work, and couldn’t go. I tried
again getting to work and before Moira had arrived but again I couldn’t.
So going with Moira was just to listen to her I really wanted to go
myself. There are four cubicles in the Bryanston Rooms ladies and one was
occupied. Moira went to the last one, the farthest from the door. I went
in next to her and as we were both taking our panties down the other
woman was finishing, she only had a pee and flushed. Before Moira and me
had finished peeing she had flushed and left, so we were alone. Moira
farted as she started to pee and my heart started to beat faster as I
hoped she wanted to shit. I hoped she might say something as that is so
intimate, but she just sat peeing and the one fart, quite a loud burping
sound. I had stopped peeing and was pushing hard, hoping. Then Moira gave
a deep sigh and I heard her shit with three or four lightish sounding
plops, then another sigh, it could have been a push, and four more turds
splattered into the pan. By now I was pushing, red in the face, then I
felt a turd pushing out of my arse, I pressed forward on my toes, as I
felt the turd stretching the sphincter muscles around my arse. It hurt
but I took a deep breath, and gripping the lavatory pan hard, I bent my
head and pushed as hard as I could, at last I felt the turd at last
moving out of me. Splashing into the pan. I really mean splashing, it
pushed water out of the pan all over the cheeks of my arse, I must have
groaned at that because Moira then asked me if I was alright. I told her
yes, rather shortly, rather breathlessly. Then she shit again but also
said as she did that she realised I must have a dirty bum, I loved her
using the word bum, so quaint. Despite feeling out of breath and with my
arse hurting, I giggled and said yes the water dirtied my arse. It broke
the ice between us and we were able to sit and chat about bowel
movements, about times when our arses had been wet and dirty. We must
have been sat there for at least twenty minutes before we both started to
wipe together. I flushed first but my first turd was so big it blocked
the toilet. I had to take paper and reach in and break it up with my hand
before I could flush it all away. Washing our hands Moira and me were
chatting away and I had no qualms in telling her I had blocked the
toilet. Going back to the office Moira stopped just before we left the
toilets and gave me a quick hug and a kiss telling me that knowing I was
having a shit had helped her to go easier. I told her the same. I know
she had to come down to us from head office a few times before the
holidays so i will be hoping to share a shit with her, and with any
interested readers here.
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Felicia
Last weekend, my family went to the long beach aquarium. My parents went
to the cafe, while I was left to watch my younger brother and sisters. My
brother and I are both in 8th grade (I’m 14 and my brother is 13), my
first sister is in 3rd grade, and my second sister is in 2nd grade. After
the fourth exhibit, I started to feel a slight urge to poop and pee. I
ignored it, thinking I could hold it till the end of the trip. We saw 3
more exhibits. I was getting more and more urgent. After seeing the ninth
exhibit, I was desperate for the bathroom. I asked my brother if he would
watch the girls, I really had to poop. He grinned and refused. He watched
laughing as I crossed my legs and squeezed my butt cheeks together. My
face turned red as everyone turned to watch me. My brother was laughing
sooo hard and the girls were watching me curiously. I glared at my
brother as I felt a turtlehead protrude out of my butt. I stood horror
struck as a huge log fell in my panties, making an extremely gross sound.
It smelled so bad, and my brother was still laughing so hard. The I
realized that I stilled had to pee really really badly. I threw my hands
to my crotch and held it as hard as I could. But I could not hold it in.
I grimaced as I felt warm piss flow out , soaking my white short shorts.
It revealed my pink panties and made the brown bulge in the seat of my
panties more obvious. My mom got really mad at me and put me in diapers
for the next 2 weeks, even to school 🙁
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Fleesum
My reply
Thanks Vince And Dan.
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Emma F
Hi again everyone!
Dan- I think you misunderstood, I’m the same old Emma who has been
posting for a while, but since someone else has started posting as Emma I
thought I would call myself Emma F from now on! I live with Leanne, if
that helps avoid confusion!
Anyway, yesterday I was doing some work in my room when I started to need
a big poo. Someone came in while I was working and went upstairs. I put
it off for a bit until I couldn’t wait and then I went up to the loo. I
locked the door and sat down and as I did so someone else came in the
front door. She came upstairs and paused for a second by the loo before
carrying on upstairs. I did a quick wee and then started pushing out a
turd. It was big and quite hard to pass. I sat there straining for a
minute before it moved but it still wouldn’t drop. Then someone started
to come downstairs. I was still pushing out my first log and I knew this
would be a long poo. Someone knocked on the toilet door. It was Kat. She
said, ‘Sorry but I really need the loo. How long are you going to be?’ I
told her a while and she groaned. ‘Is that you Emma? Only I’m really
desperate for a number two and I can’t wait much longer.’ She said
someone was in the upstairs bathroom showering and of course the
downstairs one had no paper or lock and the seat is now damaged (courtesy
of a party we held). I said, ‘Hold on, Kat. I’ll be as fast as I can.’ I
pushed really hard and my log came out with a big plop. I had much more
to come so I kept pushing and two logs emerged rapidly. I heard Kat moan
as she heard me relieving myself when she couldn’t. I produced a few more
logs and appologised to Kat for taking a big poo. She said, ‘That’s ok,
it’s what I need to do right now!’ More poo came out and then I was done.
I quickly tore off some paper and began to wipe. I did so quickly,
flushed and washed my hands. I opened the door and came out.
Kat was leaning on the wall with both hands on her bum and her legs
crossed. ‘Oh, finally!’ she said, and hurried in past me and locked the
door. I heard her pull up her skirt and drop her knickers and sit. ‘Thank
you!’ she called as she started to unload with a rapid series of loud
plops. ‘Ohhhhh,’ she moaned as she finally relieved herself into the
toilet. I walked to my room slowly so I could hear her go. Lots of plops
and a few loud trumps could be heard as she had her poo! She was right
when she said she had to do a big one! I talked to her later and she said
she was really close to going in her pants!
I believe Leanne will be posting soon because she has her own story that
I understand involves Kat! Bye for now everyone!
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Leanne
Hi everyone! I’ve just got back from having an ‘early day motion,’ at
least for me, at 11:15am. Pleasant but nothing special- just a long, low
fart and a couple of medium-sized logs and then two smaller bits.
Abbie- Another great post from you and I enjoyed reading about your new
pooing friends!! It is easier, to some extent, to have a poo at uni.
Normal lectures are only 50 minutes rather than an hour, so it’s slightly
less time to hold it in than a lesson at school. Also in some lecture
theatres, mainly the big ones, people leave from time to time for
whatever reason so it’s possible to slip out if you are sitting at the
back and get desperate. But for the two-hour lectures the lecturer
usually gives the class a choice at the start of the year- have a
10-minute break in the middle, or run straight through and finish 10
minutes early (unless he talks too much and ends up overrunning anyway)!
For whatever reason the students always seem to choose to go home a bit
earlier at the end, at least in my classes, so that makes it awkward for
me because I usually need to poo in the early afternoon and I have a lot
of early-afternoon lectures that always seem to last two hours! So I
quite often find myself holding in a poo for most of the two hours which
is very difficult indeed sometimes! At least in our case, if you take
quite a while to poo, you can always go between lectures if you need to
because it doesn’t matter if you arrive 5 or 10 minutes late to a lecture
since nobody keeps a register of attendance, at least at my uni!
I nearly had a poo accident twice this week! The first time was on
Tuesday. I had no afternoon lectures, and neither did Hannah, so we both
decided to go shopping. We got on the tram to the shopping centre and
pretty much as soon as we got on I started getting the urge to go for a
number two. After a bit I was desperate. As we approached the shopping
centre I told Hannah, ‘As soon as we get there I’m going to need the
toilet.’ She said she could use a pit-stop as well so we quickly went to
the loos. By the time we got there I was really close to going in my
knickers and there was a queue of two women that we joined. I considered
putting a hand on my bum but I thought it was too undignified! Soon
enough I got into a cubicle and just in time. As soon as I sat down two
logs came rapidly out with loud plops. Now that the urgent part of my poo
was over I could sit back and enjoy the rest. Three more logs followed
and I heard Hannah have quite a long wee. Then she let out a big fart and
there was a single plop. She was finished and waiting for me by the sinks
when I came out feeling better!
The other time was on Wednesday. Towards the end of a two-hour lecture I
started getting the first stirrings down below but I didn’t need to go
until I was walking home. Then the urge came on rather fast and rather
strong and soon I had to tighten up my muscles to help hold it in. I
started getting stomach cramps too so I started walking faster. I made it
home and put my bag in my room and then went upstairs. Unfortunately
someone was in the loo doing a poo of their own so I went up to the top
floor. Someone was in there too having a shower. This sort of situation
happens all the time in our house since we only have two usable toilets
and one of those is in the same room as the shower! With 10 girls sharing
there’s quite often two girls relieving themselves or showering and one
(or more!) waiting desperately to get their own chance! On Wednesday it
was my turn. I went back down to the middle toilet and knocked. ‘Are you
going to be long?’ I asked. It was Kat who replied, ‘Probably another
five minutes, I’ve just started having a poo.’ I asked her to hurry up
and she said she’d try. I heard three plops in succession as she went and
that just made me need to go more. I held my stomach as the cramps were
getting worse. Kat did her poo but it took a few minutes and when I heard
her tear off some paper I almost lost it. She came out and I quickly
squeezed past her into the loo. ‘I’m so desperate!’ I laughed and she
laughed too. I quickly sat and immediately blasted out some mushy chunks
of poo into the toilet. I immediately felt loads better. ‘You weren’t
kidding!’ Kat laughed as she went downstairs. Some more mushy pieces
followed and then a couple of bigger logs. It was all out of me within a
minute but it was a big load!
This sort of story makes me want to post a similar experience with my
friend Lauren and her en-suite loo. One day she invited me and our friend
Heather over for a sleepover. It was Heather’s first time sleeping at
Lauren’s house, although we had both slept at hers before. We were at
school before and I needed a poo. I had no time to go in afternoon break
so by the end of the day I was pretty desperate to go. I met Heather
first and we went to meet Lauren. As we passed the toilets I eyed them
enviously but they were really busy with girls going before they went
home. We met Lauren and walked back to her house. On the way my urge
changed from pretty desperate to very desperate. When we got there we
started getting changed. Lauren started towards the bathroom. ‘Oh…can I
go first? Only I’m desperate,’ Heather said. ‘So am I!’ I said.
‘Oh….and me!’ replied Lauren. So here we were, three girls and only one
loo (since we weren’t supposed to use her parents’ en-suite). ‘So…’
Lauren said. ‘I’ve got to do a poo and a wee. What about you?’ Heather
said she had to poo as well and so did I. How to choose? We decided
Lauren would go first since she was desperate for both a wee and a poo,
so she went in and sat down without closing the door. Very soon a torrent
of wee began. Heather looked a bit uncomfortable but I couldn’t tell if
that was because she was desperate or because she didn’t want to have to
poo with the door open herself. We sat on the bed waiting while Lauren
emptied her bladder and dropped three quick logs. Heather put her hand on
her stomach and I sat on mine to hold my logs in. Lauren dropping her
load just made me more desperate to unload mine, and Heather seemed to be
having the same problem. ‘I’m trying to hurry,’ she said, ‘but I’ve been
holding this one all day!’ Lots of logs made plops that made us more and
more desperate. Finally after 5 minutes she was done. She quickly wiped
and flushed her business away. I was about to lose control so I asked
Heather how desperate she was. ‘Really desperate. I should have gone at
school,’ was the reply. I stood up and had to keep one hand on my bum to
stop it coming out. ‘Can I go first? Only I’m about to have an accident
if I don’t,’ I told her. She said ok, but to hurry! I rushed in and tore
down my school skirt and knickers. Before I could even get my bum on the
seat the first of my logs was half out of my bum and as my bum hit the
seat the log dropped with a splash. I moaned with relief involuntarily
and two more logs shot out of me. Lauren laughed and said, ‘That sounded
close Leanne!’ ‘You’ve no idea!’ I replied as I kept on pooing. Heather
was squirming and crossing her legs now. I considered cutting off my dump
and letting her go before I finished but when I tried to stop going I
couldn’t! Lauren was watching me go. I kept producing bits for a few more
minutes. ‘Please hurry!’ Heather said. ‘I can’t hold it.’ I strained to
go faster and pushed out the last of my load and wiped as fast as I
could. When I flushed Heather was already in the bathroom and with her
school trousers undone. She sat very quickly and immediately pooed two
logs. She sighed with relief and I put my hand on her shoulder and said,
‘thanks for letting me go first. I definitely would have had an accident
if I’d had to wait.’ She said no problem, but to let her go first next
time!
I’ll post again soon. Bye everyone!
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Niku
Embarrased in 7th grade
This morning i skiped breakfast because my bus arived. But i was thursty
so i took a water bottle with me. When i sat in the bus, my dumb self
drank the whole bottle. 45 min later i arrived at school.Its 8:00 school
starts at 8:30. Im a shy girl so i dont have many friends and i dont talk
much. When it was 8:20, it felt like my bladder was 10% of water. So it
was 8:30, the bell rang. We lined up outside waiting for our teacher. Our
teacher arives and we started walking towards my class. I forgot we had a
reading test. It was 8:35 when we got to oue class. While the test is
going, no bathroom untill lunch time. Lunch i 12:15. Then my bladder felt
13% of water. The tests were passed out. We started at. When i wear pants
it was easier to hold my pee, but this time(idk y) i wore a navy
blue(dark blue) skirt with pink hearted, knee high stockings. Anyway i
started my test that has 42 questions and 7 stories. At 9:30 i read 2
stories, answeres 12 questions. Thats when my blader started getting
full.Its 10:00. It got worst untill the point i couldnt focus. I started
to wiggle a little. NOT TO MUCH SO EVERONE KNOWS I HAVE TO USE THE
RESTROOM. I started looking around. It was kind of imbarrasing but i had
to so in could hold it better. I keep trying to read te stories but i
couldnt focus. 10:45, 57%. I started to wiggle a little more then i tried
to lift one leg up a little putting my knee on top of the other and did
the same with the other leg over and over. I raised my hand to ask for
the bathroom bt when the teacher came, i said nevermind. I kept trying to
hold it. 11:00, it was realy bad. I lifted my leg again but i forgot i
had a skirt on so i crossed my legs. My bladder felt 80% full.My face was
turning red, i was hot and sweaty, i started shakeing. I was looking
around to see if anyone was looking at me. I didnt want to hold my crotch
so i wouldnt make it noticible. But i was thinking about doing it. I
started wiggling a little more. These two guys started looking at
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7th grade (contenued)
These two guys were looking at me. I was soooooo embarrased. I felt realh
hot and sweaty, my heart was racing HARD,i was shaking. 11:30 came, my
bladder started hurting. Tears started to form inmy eyes. I put my head
down, wiggling like crazy trying to hold it.I didnt want to but i started
holding my crotch. It started hurting bad. Then my bladder got full. I
was trying so hard to hold it. My panties felt a little wet. The my
bladder relaxed for.5 seconds. My panties were realy wet. My bladder was
swolen, i could see it below my stomach.A tear fell from my face. Then my
bladder relaxed again and i started holding my crotch again hard. It felt
like if it happened 1more time the its over. My bladder relaxed for a
second. My panties got a little wet. Then it relaxed more and more, my
panties were soaked. Then all of the muscles relaxed and i started
holding my crotch. The i realised everytime i hold my crotch from above,
i was wetting my skirt. I started moving all over the place, wiggle my
leggs back and forth while crossing them. Then my muscle relaxed again so
i holded my crotch from inside my skirt. I was sooo emmbarrased. But i
realsed when i do that, my panties show. So itried holding it without my
hands. My hands were wet. My muscle relaxed again and i tried holding it
by positioing my legs a way to hold it. Then a puddle would form in my
seat. My skirt started getting wet. Then a bad thing happened. My bladder
gave up, so i tried holding it with my hands, but more and more preasure
build up which made it more and more painful. I slightly let go to
decrees the pain but the bigger the puddle. I couldnt hold it anymore so
i let go. I cried as i heard the dip from my seat. Everone was looking at
me. That was the worst day of my life.
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Euro Hiker
TV documentary about guts
I just watched a BBC TV documentary programme called ‘Origins of Us, Part
2/3 Guts’. The presenter is a female anatomist and physical
anthropologist.
She told us of a theory that the discovery of how to cook food using fire
allowed our ancestors to evolve larger brains because it takes more
energy and time to chew and digest raw food compared to cooked food. To
illustrate the point, she showed what would happen if she ate a quarter
of a day’s calories in the form of raw carrots. She started to chomp her
way through a large pile of carrots and said that it would take 8 hours
to chew and eat enough raw carrots to provide a whole day’s calorie
intake.
What she didn’t say was how much of it would come out the other end of
her gut but I’ll bet she had a really good shit after eating that lot.
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Jas
Answers and comments
For Fleesum: I hardly ever know,I never look at mine.
For Karen:I’m glad to hear from you.The pizza was Tontio’s Party Pizza.
For Aimee: I Wad it up.
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Lynn
outhouse in the air
Today while waiting for the bus, I saw an outhouse being lowered from an
upper floor of a building that was being constructed. (The building has
nine floors). The outhouse was hanging from a cable.
They must raise the outhouse by cable to an upper floor every morning,
and lower it back to the ground every afternoon.
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Saturday, October 29, 2011
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Annie O
responds to Golden Eye
I have also pooped out a good solid BM onto toilet paper. It feels good
for the poop to hit the paper.
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Mr. Clogs
Morning pee in the cup
I woke up early this morning needing to pee really bad. I didn’t get up
in the middle of the night to pee, so I was ready to go. I grabbed one of
my 32 oz plastic cups putting it to my very stiff morning wood and peed
into it. The urine was nice golden in color, while urinating into the cup
it made a nice foam top. I filled the 32 oz cup half way and felt
relieved. I took the piss filled cup to the bathroom and dumped the piss
filled cup into the toilet and rinsed out the cup out for next use.
Punk Rock Girl: Shout out to you, it sucks eating greasy foods and having
to poop a lot with no tp. Keep the posts coming.
Have a great day everybody, happy peeing and pooping.
Mr. Clogs
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Brandon T
part 2 in back here are the rest of my posts
To: Elissa great story at least your boyfriend was cool about it and
didnt get mad and didd he help you get cleaned up and he sounds like a
keeper and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Annie O great stories its sounds like you had some rough days probaly
the food or just your body having a major cleanout and great story about
your nasty poop out of nowhere and it could be caused by the reasons I
just said who knows for sure and as always I look forward to your next
post thanks.
To: Kelly as always another great story about you pooping and then
hearing that woman take a major dump it sounded like she really needed it
and was lucky she didnt have an accident and great story about your
desperate dump only to find out there was no toilet paper which is bad
but is alot worse if you have diarrhea or a really messy dump and as
always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Stevie great accident story but thats the thing with diarrhea its
unpredictable.
To: Hermes as always another great set of stories about women going to
the bathroom it sounds like your luck from not so much to the jackpot and
as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Kathy first welcome back and great story about you pooping on the
floor and your husband helping you it sounds like you felt alot better
after that and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Elise great story about you falling asleep on the toilet while
pooping im suprised you didint finish pooping in your sleep and as always
I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Arron O great story about you watching that girl take a nasty dump
and it sounds like she probaly had food poisoning or the stomach flu at
least she didnt have any accidents that you know of and please share
anymore stories like that if you have any thanks.
To: Ashley thanks for the comment and you should post a story it dosent
have to be exiting it could just a normal pee or poop story thanks and
god bless.
To: Golden Eye another great story and yeah ive been there where I was
letting off a big fart when I sidenly feel a poop appear so I have to go
the bathroom and sit on the toilet and as always I look forward to your
next post thanks.
To: Maria first welcome to the site and great story about you peeing in
that water container and then everybody but you drinking from it and it
sounds like you will have lots of great stories and I look forward to
them all thanks.
To: Jenny it sounds like you had the most embarrassing days of your and
to have it follow you all the way through school but it could be a story
you tell your kids someday and laugh about it who knows and as always I
look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Emma as always another great story about you seeing that girl pee her
pants and then almost doing the same later and great story about you add
your roomate taking big dumps I bet you both felt alot better afterwards
and as always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Leanne asa lways another great story about you and your friend
pooping together and it sounds like you both really had to go and I bet
you both felt alot better afterwards and as always I look forward ot your
next post thanks.
To: Shane (Female) as always another great story and it was really nice
of your teacher to help you poop and I hope you get over your
constipation problems soon and as always I look forward to your next post
thanks.
To: Aimee as always another great pooping story about you and your
friends pooping together it sounds like you guys really had to go and as
always I look forwad to your next post thanks.
To: Nicola as always another great story it sounds like your workmate
really had to go and was lucky she didnt have an accident and as always I
look forward to your next post thanks.
Well thats all for now please add this to my last post thanks.
Sincerly Brandon T
PS. I love this site
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Brian
I was taking the subway home when I really had the urge to shit. I really
was trying to hold it in until I got back home but as the minutes passed
by I knew I was going to have to go sooner rather than later. I got off
at a stop that wasn’t as busy and walked quickly to the men’s washroom
that was down a hallway near some pay phones. Inside it was pretty dirty
as could be expected but better than I expected. The bathroom had two
toilets in the open on one wall with some urinals around the corner on
the other side of the same wall near the sinks. I could see that there
used to be stall partitions because of all the holes and brackets on the
wall. The fixtures were all pretty old and the toilets looked very well
used.
Fortunately the privacy from the rest of the bathroom was reasonable and
there was lots of toilet paper. I lined the toilet seat with about two or
three layers of paper before sitting my ass down. I farted a bit before a
long and soft turd plopped out rather easily. It felt hugely relieving
and I knew I had to let more out. I wanted to just get out of the place
as soon as possible but it was going to be another 20 minutes before I
would be home so I decided to unload everything quickly. I relaxed as I
let out one very long and gassy fart before the 2nd turd fell out into
the bowl. Just then I heard someone come in but they went to the urinal
so they didn’t see me. I stood still not making a sound as the pressure
of yet another turd wanting to come out increased. As he was washing his
hands I heard the door open and another person come in. A guy in his mid
30s came around the corner and seated himself down on the toilet next to
me. By now the pressure was unbearable so I let out the last and final
turd just after a loud wet fart shot out from me. The guy next to me had
what sounded like a mild case of diarrhea so I just wanted to get out of
there fast. I grabbed the toilet paper roll and started to roll off a
large bunch. I wiped as fast as I could while staying seated before
getting up and flushing. I didn’t really see what I dropped because I was
in a hurry but the first turd was quite big with the others smaller but
still decently sized. I washed my hands before rushing out and getting
back on the next train that was just getting ready to leave. I’ll
remember to use the bathroom before I use the subway next time.
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Brandon T
Commenrs & stuff
To: Mung another great story please share anymore you may have thanks.
To: Just A Girl it sounds like you had a pretty rough week at least your
were on a toilet and didnt haave an accident and also you stayed on the
toilet to make sure you were really done which was a good idea and as
always it sounds like it might have been the stomach flu or something you
ate or just your body having a major cleanouut who knows for sure and as
always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Back In The Day what a way to spend your birthday at least it ended
good and it will be a birthday you wont forget and as always I look
forward to your next post thanks.
To: Emmma F as always another great story about you and your friends
pooping together it sounds like you all felt great afterwards and as
always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Nicola as always another great story and yes you should feel better
after getting rid of that monster after not going for 3 days and as
always I look forward to your next post thanks.
To: Ana great story about you pooping in the mens room because as the
saying goes when you gotta go you gotta go and then leaaving it for them
to see I knoow I would go and look and as always I look forward to your
next post thanks.
well im out of time and my computer messed up so I will be back later
with part 2
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Aimee
Answers to Catherine’s Survey
Hi, all. Here’s my answers to Catherine’s survey.
Do you ever wipe your bottom only once after crapping?
Always wipe a minimum of twice.
Do you fold or wad your toilet tissue?
Fold.
After a shit, do you wipe front to back, or vice versa?
Always front to back.
Do you ever sniff your used toilet tissue?
When you’ve got a mum who’s a nurse, you learn a lot of things others
don’t know. Actually, sniffing used toilet tissue after you’ve wiped can
tell you a lot about your state of health. For example, a really foul
smell (bad enough to clear a room in a matter of seconds) can indicate
you aren’t digesting proteins properly. Other smells can indicate other
illnesses. So don’t be afraid to sniff the toilet-paper after you’ve
wiped your bum.
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