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car poo

Hi all:

I have been reading this site for a while now and never felt I had
anything good enough to post until the other day. I was sitting with my
friend in her car and we were waiting for this car shop to open because
her car wasn’t working and I met her there in my car because she needed a
ride.

She was upset about having to sit there for a few hours and she mentioned
a few times that she needed to use the bathroom but didn’t sound real
urgent. Then all of a sudden she was like “I’m gonna go the bathroom on
myself” and her breathing was labored so I could tell she really needed
to go. I offered to put her in my car (since her car was not working) and
drive her to the nearest gas stations or mcdonalds and I would drive
fast. She told me there was no way she could make it to my car without
having an accident and she needed to do something fast.

I tried to be a good friend and just rubbed her back and told her to calm
down and just relax that even if she did have an accident it would be
okay. She kept telling me how badly she had to go and then she was like
“I cannot wait anymore” and she asked me to leave her car and she’d find
a bottle or a plastic bag to relieve herself.

I left and a few minutes later she looked so relieved and said she felt a
thousand times better. I don’t think I could ever poop in my car, pee
maybe.

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Amy

My Embarrassing Story!

After work yesterday I was bursting to pee but decided to wait until I
got home. My bladder is strong and I can usually hold it for a while even
after it becomes super full. I was in traffic of corse, but doing a good
job at focusing on holding my bladder when an intense urge to have a BM
hit me! About 10 minutes later I needed to release both my bladder and
bowels urgently. I was squeezing my muscles and legs together like mad!
Pulling in my driveway, I become very desperate. I didn’t even have time
to gather my purse and things I just grabbed the keys and made a mad dash
into the house and a beeline to the bathroom only to realize my sister
was using the bathroom. I banged on the door and screamed at her to let
me in… but it was just too much. My bowels contracted and I had a huge
BM in my pants, my bladder gave out as well and I completely soaked
myself. My sister came out and saw what had happened. I was so
embarassed!!! Why couldn’t I hold it for another 2 minutes? I feel too
young for this im 19!

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Francesca

washcloth pee

I have not posted in awhile, but figured I would check in and let you all
know what I did last night. I was at work all evening and was drinking a
lot of water because it was hot out. I got home around eleven and
realized I had not peed since four that afternoon. All the water was
catching up with me and I had to go pretty bad. But the feeling soon
passed, so I took my dogs for a walk. The feeling came back on the walk
and I had to stop every couple minutes to bend over or cross my legs. At
one point I was doing a full on pee dance but it was dark so no one could
see. I started to scope out a spot to go, but decided it would be more
fun to wait and see if I could hold it. If i peed my pants it wouldn’t be
a big deal. I did not pee my pants and we made it home. That is when I
noticed my favorite movie was on tv. I sat down to watch it, which
temporarily took the pressure of my bladder. There was a washcloth on the
table and I got an idea. I took off my pants and undies and put the
washcloth in my crotch and under my butt like a diaper. I continued to
watch the movie and soon i felt a spurt of pee escape. The washcloth
absorbed it all. I let out another squirt, same thing. I slowly peed
allowing the washcloth to absorb it. As long as I kept my legs together,
I could control how much I peed. I moved my legs apart at one point to
see how wet the washcloth was and I started going uncontrollably. I put
my legs together and was able to stop. By the time I had emptied my
bladder, the washcloth was absolutely soaked. However, it held all my
pee. There was none on the floor or the couch below me. I was very
surprised that it held all that pee, since I had been holding for about
eight hours and had a lot to drink.

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Daniel R. S.
Hi, I’ve read this site for a while now, but this will be my first post
here. I’m a 17 year old guy, almost off to college. I hadn’t had any
stories to tell, but what happened today gave me the idea of posting.
Today my family took a trip to my grandparent’s house, a little over an
hour’s drive, and before we left for home we ate dinner at a little
restaurant near their house. I was very thirsty, so I had two huge
glasses of iced tea while I was there, and for some reason I didn’t feel
the urge to visit the bathroom before we left, after all, it was only an
hour or so til we got back home. Unfortunately, forty five minutes into
the drive, I started to realize that I needed to pee. Ten minutes after
that, it seemed like my bladder was going from 0 to full in record time.
I was getting nervous, but since we were only a few minutes away from
home I didn’t say anything, I didn’t want to embarrass myself by not
being able to hold it for an hour trip. Sure enough, we got home within
another ten minutes and I couldn’t get out of the car fast enough.
Unfortunately, my mom asked me to start some laundry in the garage for
her, and that gave my dad and sister just enough time to occupy both our
houses bathrooms. Feeling my bladder tense up, I quickly walked out to
the garage while wondering what I was going to do. I felt like I was
about to pee whether I wanted to or not, so I looked around for something
to go into. Dancing like crazy, I couldn’t seem to find anything that
would hold liquid, until I noticed the big sink next to the washing
machine that we’d never used for anything except holding dirty clothes
occasionally. I grabbed everything that was in it and moved it aside as I
frantically opened my pants. Hoping no one would walk in, I peed as hard
as I could into the drain, and it felt like my bladder would never empty
itself. Finally I was done, and I re-zipped my pants in case anyone
decided to come in.
From now on, I think I’m going to keep an empty bottle in the garage and
maybe in my closet, just in case I find myself in that situation again.
Happy peeing everyone!

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Kaitlin

Really big accidents

I was in class and needed to poop. My teacher was being a real dick and
wldnt let me go. I saw that the girl jen i mentioned in 1 of my first
stories also had to go. Then a smell hit me and jen looked embaressed
then i held on for dear life but couldnt and pooped my pants in the
classroom. After class i went to my locker and sprayed tge back of my
pants to hide the smell. I thought it was all good, but nope my next
teacher saw my lump and sent me to the nurse. She had to call my house
and i went home to change but my step mom told me to “get my ass” on the
toilet. I sat down and she looked in my undies and knew that i had a good
stain remover and washed them out for me. And then she came back in with
a new pair of pants and a nice new pair of underwear. O god im nver
pooping myself agian cuz i cant clean myself at 19

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Desperate to poop

huge evacutation at dept store

I had a really big poop today.

Been out on a good night out the night before and after a nice breakfast
a few of us went shopping in town. We were at M+S looking at the
womenswear when my ???? decided it would need a pooh. I told my friends I
was nipping to the toilet and would meet them in the cafe at M+S where we
were going next.

I then started to make my way over the toilets, feeling a definite need
for a good dump. I had jeans on and some frilly knickers and was letting
of a few SBD’s.

When I got there, there were 3 ladies waiting and 2 gents. They were
single toilets, 1 gent, 1 ladies.

In the line was a 50 yr old at the front and two forty year old’s behind
them. A 30 yr old soon came in behind me. After a couple of minutes the
ladies opened and a lady came out with a load of shopping bags. The 50 yr
old took her place and now it was the two 40 yr olds between me and a
desperate dump. Unfortunately the 50 yr old was taking her time. A few
minutes passed and she was still in. The gents became free but then
another gent came in so he took the free gents stall. I don’t know why
they’re not unisex being single cubilcles but the ladies only had the
ladies facilities I suppose.

After another 3-4 minutes, she finally came out and the first lady took
her place. She only needed a pee and was in a couple of minutes and then
the other 40 yr old took her place. She had to dump as well and we waited
a little while. I was getting desperate and the lady behind was holding
herself a little. I asked if she just needed a pee and she could go in
front if she did. She thanked me and cut in. I was getting quite
desperate but didn’t want her to wet herself as I would be a while.

Finally after another 5 minutes, the 40 yr old came out and she dashed
in, 2 mins later she came out thanking me and I got in. There were 3
people behind me but they would have to wait a few mintues.

I quickly got my jeans and knickers down a let a torrent of soft poop
out. My knickers had a small stain but not much. After the first rush I
then pushed out a few more firmer turds. The relief was great and as
usual I …

I finally finished 5 mins later and left feeling very relieved and happy

Happy Pooping

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Martin
Well on Friday after my lectures I went to the park for a while with a
few mates. We had a bit of a kickabout with a football and enjoyed the
sun and got a burger from the van parked there for lunch. After a while i
started to get the need for a poo coming on quite strongly. I knew there
were no toilets in the park and it wasn’t that far back to my flat, so I
made my excuses and left.
I arrived needing to go quite badly so I went to my room and sat down on
the toilet. I pushed out two big logs and immediately felt much better.
Two more smaller ones followed and I was done, but it was quite a messy
poo even though the logs were not mushy or anything. It just took lots of
wiping to get clean.

Meg- Sounds like you both had good poos! Looking forward to more stories
from you.

Meg- glad your post got through! Sounds like you both had to go!

To the toilet selector post- I would say the three no-nos for me are
blood on the seat, poo on the seat and no paper. If there’s pee on the
seat I can just wipe it off with paper and then have a shower when I get
home! But I would never go if someone had bled or pooed on the seat.

Amber- My story today involves me going swimming incidentally. Like you I
don’t really like having to poo at the pool but I have had to drop a few
big ones there in the past. Like Anne I’m not particularly bothered about
taking a big poo in a public toilet and I frequently do! If it’s a big
one then I find it’s hard to hold until I get home and I have no choice
but to go in a public loo anyway!
Today, however, when I went, I only had to wee. I’d been swimming for a
while and my bladder was getting full. I got out and went to the changing
rooms and took one of the two cubicles and weed for about 30 seconds.
Feeling better I got back in the pool for a while longer. When I decided
to go home I got dressed and needed to wee again so I went back to the
toilets. One cubicle was taken by a young girl, by the look of her
swimsuit around her feet, who was taking quite a smelly poo! I weed and
then got some lunch from the cafe.

I didn’t have to poo that afternoon at all, unusually. While I was
sitting on the loo having a wee, though, Lauren knocked and asked if I
would be long because she really had to have a poo! It wasn’t until after
dinner that my bowels began to move and I needed to go number two. Soon
it was quite urgent so I went upstairs and into the loo. Unfortunately
there was no paper- it must have seen some heavy use over the afternoon!
I went up to the top floor bathroom to use that toilet, but the door was
locked when I tried it. I could smell a faint smell of poo coming out and
I heard Michaela say, ‘just a minute!’ when I tried the door. I asked her
if there were any spare toilet rolls in there and she said yes. I asked
if she could pass one out so I could put it in the other toilet and she
said, ‘ok, just a sec.’ She must have had a log half out and needed to
get it out before she stood up because I heard a plop and then movement.
Then the door opened and she poked her arm out with two toilet rolls. I
said thanks and went down to the toilet and pushed out seven logs over
the next five minutes or so!

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Kate

Weeing

Oh god i was just driving to a friends for a takeaway when really needed
a wee. Was about 10 miles from her house so had to find a place to piss.
After driving round the block and all places overlooked i had to either
do it in view or wet my pants;-(
So got out of car pulled knickers off (desperate now) down by a wall and
let go, pissed like a horse for a good 10 mins, someone came out of house
looked at me but i couldnt stop weeing! Best bit was when pee stopped
shit started creeping out cant hold it so put three 10 inch logs near my
neighbours driveway, i couldnt help it poo just kept coming proper
ashamed!

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mortified mommy

getting caught

So, i had a pretty embarrassing accident recently, especially since I’m
almost 40 and i’ve potty trained 3 kids…i don’t know how it
happened…i just found myself in a situation while out shopping with my
4 year old where i needed a toilet very suddenly…and it was a little
too suddenly, because in the chaos of trying to get her and everything in
the car to get in and get home, i got particularly unbearable cramp, and
as i stood outside my car wincing and holding my belly, i realized the
only way to make the pain stop was to release the monster that was
knocking on my back door. I swallowed my pride and i let go, and i
started pooping into my khaki shorts right outside my car… it was a
surreal moment.. it was the first time i just kinda pooped myself since i
was a kid. What i mean by “just kinda pooped” is it was an accident with
a regular load for no real reason, I’ve had a couple accidents over the
years like where i was really sick and had diarrhea on myself, and an
incident in college where i was too drunk to remember to use the toilet
and just went right into my pants like it was no big deal. But this was
just a normal, sober, middle of the afternoon, not sick, legit, bona fide
poop accident, in front of my youngest kid no less. It came out fast and
was warm and solid, and it mushed into a firm bulge in the seat of my
panties and shorts, and i topped it off with some looser mush and i peed
for a few seconds…you know, some wetness to help the brown stain soak
through the fabric of my shorts. So as soon as i was done humiliating
myself and destroying my underwear, i sheepishly got into my car to face
the music from my 4 year old…she was amused, and we had to make it
known that what i did was the wrong thing…i basically spoke to her, in
a childish manner which a parent would to a toddler, about how it was a
bad thing that i did…i’ll explain more in a moment…you know, in order
to help her understand and to help make light of it and comfort myself.
At least i was headed home to an empty house.

Or so i thought….here comes the REALLY embarrassing part…

We got home and headed inside. My daughter started telling me we left the
stuff inside, and in the baby talk i was just alluding to i said ” mommy
has to go inside first sweetie. Remember mommy did a no no? Mommy did poo
poo underwear. Remember we’re supposed to change poo poo underwear right
away”

That’s when i stepped out of the hallway to find my brother in law.
Sitting in the living room. Having heard everything i just said. Seeing
the bulge and poop stain on my butt. Smelling my accident…. he has been
staying with us recently while trying to get steady work, and he was
supposed to be out that day doing errands and distributing his resume,
but his ride didn’t show up, so he was home. There to see me in my moment
of glory….i just turned white as a ghost, said nothing and rushed
upstairs with my daughter, wanting to die! It was bad enough that i
pooped my shorts in front of my daughter out shopping…but coming home
and my brother-in-law seeing me in my messed shorts and hearing me talk
about it to my daughter like that…utterly mortifying. It was bad for
him too. He got all red and embarrassed around me and had trouble making
eye contact…he probably wanted to leave as much as i did!

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PooperGirl

Travel part 1

As some of you might know I did a post about when my class went to live
with an Amish household and one of the girls there was called jessica and
we went back there for a few days and here is the story

So we were going to see that Amish household again with my class and we
had to leave at 5 am to get there.As I like to do a morning poo at about
8 am I had to hold it in for a while.The amish house was all the way
across America so it was a very long drive.And mrs mullany said that we
wouldnt be stopping for toilet breaks but she brought a few bottles we
could pee in.We got into the car and I was inbertween ruby and lia in the
back and I already felt quite desperate.I was talking to lia and ruby and
I felt a cramp in my ???? and a little bit more desperate.Mrs mullany
then said that we will be stopping at a service station in a while and I
thought that would be a good place to have a poo.So when we got there
there was a restaurant next to the gas station so mrs mullany filled up
the car and then we went into the restaurant and mrs mullany said we can
only be in there for five minutes.The first thing I did was go into the
woman’s bathroom and there were three stalls and two were out of order
and there was a woman in the third one and it sounded like she was
constipated.I was starting to get really desperate and I could hear that
the woman wouldn’t be coming out soon.I then heard a wet fart and a big
splash and a sigh and then she started groaning again.I then heard a
massive fart and crinkleing sound and some more groaning.The groaning
started to get louder and louder and it was about as load as someone
talking.And then she did some heavy breathing and some more groaning and
it didnt sound like she was having a good time.I had been waiting in the
bathroom for five minutes and I thought that mrs mullany will be coming
in soon.The woman was doing really heavy breathing and I could hear her
whispering to herself saying come on come out.She did some more groaning
and was whispering to herself again saying come on you have to come out
soon.I had been waiting in the bathroom for ten minutes and I guess mrs
mullany forgot about the five minute rule.Then I started to get really
desperate and the woman was still groaning and a little girl came in who
was about five and said mummy daddy want to know how long you will be and
she said back tell daddy mummy is just having some ???? troubles and the
little girl said ok and danced away.I was quite surprised that that just
happened and then she said to herself that was embarrasing and started to
groan again.Then a man opened the door and said Sarah can you hurry up
were getting bored and she said back sorry Tom but I’m constipated again
and he said back you’re always constipated and left.Then there was some
more crinkleing sounds and she said thank god it’s coming out.She then
pushed and I could hear it coming out and she was breathing really
heavily and then there was a huge splash and a wet fart and she said
thank god and wiped her bum and it took five wiped and then she flushed
and opened the stall door and she was blonde with a beutiful face and was
wearing short shorts and she walked out holding her stomach.I went into
the stall and it stunk and there was five chunks of green poo and just as
I was going to sit mrs mullany came in and said we has to go now so I
came out and got into the car and I was really desperate still.

Part 2 will be coming out soon

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Esteban

Young guy embarrassed at the beach

I was about to start my regular run at the beach, but first I went into
the men’s room in the parking lot to take my usual pre-run dump. This is
the only men’s room left at this beach that has open stalls. But it’s
convenient, and I certainly don’t care. Because there are so many other
men’s rooms with privacy, I rarely see anybody else in the stalls.
But this time, as I headed to the third stall in, I was surprised to see
a young guy, probably a teenager sitting there. I should say HE was
surprised, because he jumped and moved his arms over his lap to cover up.
I don’t understand – You’re on the toilet and that’s that. No one cares
about seeing your junk.
So I just back away and say my usual, “Not much prvacy here.”
I went into the middle stall, but as usual there was water all over the
floor. So, as I walked to the front of the men’s room, I said to the kid,
well now I’ve got to shit in the first stall with no privacy at all. He
didn’t answer, but as I sat down I could hear him start to pull off
toilet paper. He flushed and walked by me to the sinks. He was trying not
to look at me, but I said well it’s not really so bad.
He just shook his head and kept on walking to the sinks.

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Nicola

Girls accident while buying toilet rolls

I was in the local shop today when this teenage girl of about 14 or 15
was looking very stressed and smelt of poo a bit. I got the things I
needed and went to the counter to pay and the girl was in front of me
with a pack of toilet rolls. She had a bulge in the back of her jogging
pants and she was fidgeting impatiently. The bulge was growing and so was
the smell! She paid for them and it was my turn and once I left the shop
I saw her standing outside crying. She was red as a beetroot and the
bulge had spread right across her bum and was staining the back of her
jogging pants. They were wet as well and she wouldn’t look at me and
turned away from me as I passed her. She must have been really desperate
to have such a big accident and clearly she’d tried to go at home but had
run out of toilet rolls.

I went out for some petrol this morning and I needed to poo quite badly
but it usually only takes about half an hour at the most to get to the
petrol station, fill up and get home again so I wasn’t too bothered about
getting to a toilet just yet. What I didn’t anticipate was the horrendous
que to get onto the fourcourt what with all the idiots panic buying fuel
because of the threatened tanker drivers strike that turned out not to be
happening anyway. Anyway I sat waiting in my car for over an hour and I
started to feel the pressure building in my bowels and I began to worry
about not making it home in time. By the time I got onto the forecourt I
was bursting to go and I still had to get onto a pump. Once I got to a
pump I filled up and almost went in my pants while I tried to get it to
exactly £30. Once I’d got my petrol, I went into the shop to pay when I
felt my bowels trying to push against my will. I had a job to hold it
back and by the time I got to the front of que I was about to poo myself.
I managed to hold it in but only just, so I decided I would have to use
the toilet at the petrol station rather than risk having an accident on
my way home. I made it just in time but then found it was locked and I
had the embarrassment of asking for the key. I was given the key but had
to pay a £30 deposit to make sure I returned the key. I didn’t have it in
cash so I had to use my debit card and everyone in the shop knew I was
desperate for the loo. I took the key which was attached to a wheel trim
to make sure it didn’t get lost. I ran out of shop with the key and got
to the toilet and unlocked the door almost pooing myself and then, finaly
relief was mine. I pulled my knickers and jeans down and threw myself
onto the toilet and the instant my bum touched the seat I relaxed and had
the most relieving poo I’d had in ages. I peed a lot as well and then I
pushed out the last of my poo which felt just as good. I felt so much
better after that and after wiping a lot I washed my hands and returned
the key and got my £30 put back on my card.

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Sunday, April 01, 2012

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To Leanne

Hi Leanne – good story about your much-needed after-lecture poo. I have a
few questions – perhaps you could answer them. How many days worth of poo
did your after-lecture poo consist of – was it 1 or 2 days-or more?
Were each of the 4 soft logs that came out rapidly fairly large e.g. 6-8
(or more) inches or were they small e.g. 4 inches or less? Or did you
pass a mixture e.g. 2 large soft ones followed by two smaller ones?
Did they make a crackling sound when they came out, i.e. did they contain
a lot of gas? Also, how far into your 1 hour lecture were you when you
became aware that you needed to poo?

Love your stories – keep them coming

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LIve poop again number 3?

So right now Im constipated and can feel the need to poop… Before I go
an sit on the toilet I’m locking my bedroom door and turning my air con
hot…I’m just pulling my short shorts down and pink bonds panties to
revile my bare ass… Sitting on my foot/ knees with bum in the air
facing mirror… (bum) I just farted parrrrrf pushing parrrrrf holding
one butt check open and push butt hole opening up wide….. And a farting
a lot fell like Im going to pee my self… Went to toilet to pee nd felt
some poop start to move… But nothing… Back infront of mirror like
before feel it coming going to bathroom locked the door and sitting on
poot pushing crackling noise and it is staring to come out plooop and big
noise some more pee trickled and plooop push lift butt checks up and
pushing that’s all wiping now 4 wipes and 2 big poops in total hoped you
enjoyed

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2 pee stories

TWO STORIES:

1. me and my sister had to drive up north one time and for some reason i
gulped down a huge 24oz soda before we left. at the time my sis was 18
and i was 11. my sis had been driving for about 30 minutes when the
strong need to urinate hit me. i asked if we could stop and she got upset
and said she would stop for a break in a couple hours. i tried to hold it
and managed for a looong time but the urge was just sooo strong. i begged
her please just stop really fast and that i was desperate, but she
ignored me. I managed to hold on for another 30 minutes before it was too
much. my bladder released itself and absolutely flooded her seat. my
sister was angry… and at the time i felt so bad for not being able to
hold it. i realize now that there was no way i could of, and am still mad
at my sis for not stoping to let me go.

2. this didn’t happen to me but a few weeks ago i was at the mall and had
to pee. i found the bathroom, peed and was finishing up when i heard
someone rush into the bathroom and run into the stall next to me. you
could tell she was super desperate for the toilet and she was making
gasping sounds as she tried to unbuckle her belt. finally i heard her
pants fall to the floor and suddenly an extremely violent and loud
torrent of pee could be heard. it went on FOREVER! I was shocked that
anyone’s bladder could even hold that much. Towards the end of this
massive pee the girl gave an enormous sigh of relief (i dont think she
knew i was there so i remained quiet to not embarrass her). I heard her
wipe and start to pull her pants up only to quickly sit back down and
release another quick gush before finishing for good and leaving the
restroom. I could only imagine how desperate she must of been!

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Nicola

Field trip relief

I was on a school field trip in the woods near our school when I really
had to poo. I hadn’t been in three days and I had trouble holding it in
so I asked if I could leave the group to answer the call of nature. I was
given permission to go but only to pee and someone had to come with me.
One girl, Emma said she needed to pee so she was sent with me. We both
went off into the bushes and squatted and Emily peed a real flood and I
only peed a little as my main problem was to poo but I wasn’t allowed to
do that. It was hard to avoid pooing while squatting especially when I
was dying to go and I felt my anus open and the tip of my poo poked out a
bit. I managed te suck it back in before Emily noticed but then she let
out a fart and whispered to me that she needed a poo and couldn’t hold it
untill we got back to school. I was so glad to hear that and admitted she
wasn’t the only one. Emily said she wouldn’t tell if I didn’t and we both
pushed out a huge load. It was a wonderful relief and by the look on
Emily’s face it was for her too. We wiped with some dock leaves and
returned to the group but our teacher commented on the amount of time we
took. I felt my face burning red in embarrassment and Emily went bright
red as well.

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Pooperlady

Pooping standing up

The other day I thought it might be fun to try pooping standing up. So,
when I had to go to the bathroom, I first sat down on the toilet and
peed. I wiped myself, then lifted the toilet seat and put some toilet
paper down in the toilet bowl. I took my pants off and stood over the
toilet, with one leg on each side of the toilet. I strained just a
little, and a medium-length poop plopped into the toilet. A little water
splashed out, even though I had put toilet paper down. I then put the
toilet seat back down and completed the rest of my poop in a more normal
position.

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Desperate Jill

Desperate on a school trip

I remember once on this trip I was sitting with this girl or across from
her. It was like a 3 or 4 hour ride I think. We only got one 15 minute
rest stop too. So at the rest stop everyone of course had to pee. So at
the rest stop she got to pee. I don’t mean just she got to pee but she
alone got to pee. Like a minute or two after she peed everyone had to go
back to the bus. So for those women at the end of the line too bad, no
pee lol. So the rest of the ride I was sitting with someone who got to
pee but I didn’t and she knew it. She was chatting with me while I was in
line then the call came.

Everyone I have told this to thought that all the women should have
protested and refuse to get back on the bus until everyone had peed but I
said that it was a school trip and there was two busloads of students.
Altogether, I estimated that there were 60 girls and 60 boys on the bus.
After the 15 min. break, the bus was full of about 60 boys who had peed,
20 girls who had peed and 40 girls who did not get to pee and that last
group was the one I was in of course! This break was 15 minutes and two
stalls so you could do the math. I’d say maybe only 20 women got to pee
and I was like 10th in line when roll call came.
The worst aspect of it was everyone had to ride the bus knowing who got
to pee and who didn’t. And the girls who didn’t get to pee would have to
wait another 90 min. on a bus with men and women who had already peed.

I kind of wonder though if the girl next to me was interested in pee. She
certainly mentioned it enough but as someone in a chat pointed out your
mind gets fixed on it doesn’t it. Maybe she just did it to bug me. Cause
she knew I had to go before the break and she knew I didn’t get to go at
break and she did. She asked me ever few minutes “So do you still need to
go” like she was interested. It’s like, “Umm yeah I didn’t pee it didn’t
magically go away!” Needless to say she was much more relaxed and chatty
the rest of the ride than I was. You can tell just from that who peed and
who didn’t. But the real kicker was when we finally got to where we were
going she got to pee before me again! So she peed twice before I went
once!

Has anyone else been in a similar situation where others got to go to the
bathroom but you didn’t. What was it like?

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Herb Toker

Women’s Restroom in Office Out of Order

Hello everyone – Herb T. here. It’s been a while since I’ve posted last,
although I still read the posts here occasionally. Something interesting
happened at the office I work in the other day that I thought I’d share.
As I’ve posted before, my office is two stories and has two single person
restrooms downstairs – one for men, one for women. Well the other day, I
went into the men’s for a quick piss, and I heard the women’s room door
either open or close as I was taking a leak. When I came out of the
men’s, a handwritten sign was posted on the women’s door that stated “Out
of Order.”

Naturally, my assumption was that one of the ladies in the office just
clogged the toilet with a big dump. I then wondered who it may have been.
There could be several other scenarios of why the women’s bathroom was
out of order, but a clogged toilet was certainly a plausible and likely
scenario. There are several women who sit right next to the restrooms, so
they should definitely know who posted the sign. They were all at their
desks when I came out too. I wanted to ask who posted the sign, but I
didn’t want to look like a weirdo. I also wanted to open the door to the
ladies room and look in the toilet, but I definitely would have looked
like a weirdo. Ahhh the excitement. You can tell my job is boring when
things like that excite me, LOL.

Has this ever happened to anyone else? I don’t take dumps at work, but
some of the guys in my office definitely do, because I find the seat down
occasionally in the men’s room. I imagine that most women don’t go poo at
work, but a few probably do. In the 10 years or so that I’ve been at my
company, I’m sure that at least a few times, a woman in the office has
taken a dump in the women’s restroom. Why does this interest me? What is
wrong with me? I would even venture to say that there are a few ladies in
my office that I’d love to see sitting on the toilet taking a poo-poo!
But alas…

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Amy

My Embarrassing Story!

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Jessica

Garbage Disaster

The other day the most terrible disaster happened with my Pampers. As in
my already used Pampers that were out waiting for the garbage truck. It
was very windy, and the garbage can my used bag of diapers from the week
was sitting in blew over AND the bag came open. Suddenly there were at
least 30 used Pampers all over our yard and street, including one that id
had a very messy dump in that am. It took me forever to clean them up,
and of course i totally wet the diaper i was wearing. Im sure neighbors
wondered who the toddler was who wore size 6 Pampers along with my adult
night diapers. I didnt realize how many diapers i really go through –
LOTS!

As far as that mornings dump, id eaten breakfast and was fixing my makeup
when i was hit with a sudden BM. It made the most disgusting gurgling
sound as it filled my Pampers. I thought my gray tights I was wearing
were a goner and they were, the left top of my tights was the victim of
my leak guard leaking. Lots of cleanup, threw my tights away by wadding
them right in the very messy diaper. I wore some black tights instead.

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Karen

Ex Husband’s Disgusting And Weird Bathroom Related Habits

1. Who’s Been Using My Red Bag
Years ago when the boys were small my then husband spent a few hours in
the tub one Saturday afternoon with the bathroom door locked. My two boys
and I really needed to use the bathroom and no matter how much I knocked
on the bathroom door, he wouldn’t budge. I drove the three of us to
McDonald’s to use the bathroom and enjoy a milkshake. After DH finally
got out of the bathroom my younger son went in there and said that it
“smelled like doo doo” in the tub so I went to investigate. The tub
looked like it had been scrubbed, no soap scum and it appeared to be
sparkling clean, but just as my son had said, the odor of poop was
definitely there so I scrubbed it out good with pine sol then bleach
water and thought no more of it, UNTIL .

A couple of days later when I was getting ready to use my hygiene kit I
noticed that the bag was wet on the inside and there was moisture in the
hose as if had been recently used and put away wet, and I always dry my
bag thoroughly before I put it away and I hadn’t even used it in weeks so
it should be dry . The inside of the bag smelled like the tub did the
other day. Well I put two and two together and the only way that the
situation made sense is that he had been using my hygiene kit as an enema
and had been releasing into the tub, that’s why he felt the need to clean
the tub spotless before he came out. We had a big spat over that that
lasted a couple of days. I developed a terrible migraine from the
constant fighting and crying so much. I called my dad to come get the
boys to spend a few days at their house so I could get some rest.

2. Sponges Are NOT T.P.
Around the same time during those years my younger boy walked in while I
was tidying up in the bathroom and told me that the sponge I was using is
the same one that his father would wipe himself with after a BM. He said
“Eww, that’s the sponge daddy wipes his butt with. Yeah, first he wets it
with warm water, wrings it out then wipes his butt. Then he rinses it and
puts it back”. I knew nothing of this and at first I was skeptical. I
confronted my husband about this and he admitted it. He said that his
hemorrhoids or his “piles” as he called them were so painful that he
couldn’t use toilet paper, so he used my bathroom sponge instead. This
had been going on for years and I never knew. The same sponge I used for
disinfecting the basin area where my precious little guys brush their
teeth and wash up before eating. I had been handling that sponge with my
bare hands happily spreading around e. coli and who knows what else for
years not aware of the dual purpose of the sponge. I felt like such an
idiot. Can you just imagine the germs that must have been on that sponge.
I stormed out, went behind the garden shed and I literally got sick to my
stomach. I went inside and again confronted him about it but he just sat
there in his recliner with a big crap-eating grin on his face and
chuckled as if it were funny to him, as unconcerned as can be about
spreading germs,, wouldn’t even give me the satisfaction of a fight. I
was furious. From then on he was to have a special sponge for his own
personal use. And I always bought different colored sponges for “regular”
use, and bought yellow ones just for him, always yellow, to keep them
from getting mixed up. The yellow ones were only for you-know-what.

3. Catch a Falling Fart And Put It In Your Pocket, Save It For A Rainy Day
Can any of you picture a grown man catching his farts in his tightly
cupped hand and smelling it for enjoyment? That’s exactly what my boys
caught my husband doing one evening while I had gone out bowling. They
told me all about it after I got home. The way they told it is that they
were in the living room watching television, they were sitting on the
floor and their father was sitting behind them, in his favorite chair.
The boys heard the toot and turned around to see him holding his cupped
hand to his nose, then he grinned with embarrassment as if he didn’t
expect them to turn around and look. He admitted to having done this as
well, and the boys and I would constantly mock him by raising our cupped
fists to our noses, I wasn’t gonna let him live that one down. I was so
disappointed in him. This ended one day when he’d finally had enough and
exploded at me with one of his violent verbal abuse tirades, making it
clear that he wanted to never hear of it again.

4. Nasty Pocket Knives Are Not For Food
My husband had a favorite pocket knife that he used for everything, and I
do mean everything. Including cleaning out from under his toenails and
operating on his ingrown toenails, often drawing blood. He never never
ever washed that knife, he said it would rust. Then came the day I caught
him using that filthy knife to slice off a snack for himself from my
block of Velveeta from the fridge. Disgusting. I told my boys about this
and forbid them to eat anything their father might have contaminated with
that knife of his. Basically I trained them not to accept food from their
father such as when he was slicing fruit and offering them some. I
started pre-cutting all “cuttable” snacks into ready to eat bite sized
pieces as soon as I got home from the supermarket and keeping them in
containers and Ziploc bags in the refrigerator from then on.

His other disgusting habits include, but are not limited to, eating cake
with a fork and then using that same fork to get peanut butter out of the
jar. Swigging milk directly from the container instead of using a glass.
Drying his hands on the bathroom curtains. Going through my underwear
drawer and other clothes when I’m not home. When we were first married he
was sitting on the can taking a dump once then called me into the
bathroom and asked me to sit in his lap while he did his business, so I
humored him. He had one of his tantrums when I refused to do this again.
One night he came home plastered and urinated on the stove.

Well you get the idea. Sorry if I was ranting but thanks for letting me
unload this. I feel better now sharing this here as it’s something I’d
never discuss with anyone in real life. Thanks again everyone.
Karen

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Karen

Holding It Back Incident From Way Back

TSF: You asked for a “held it too long” story, well here’s one that comes
to mind. Some of the details are blurry because it’s been decades but
I’ll try and fill in the blanks as best I can.

Once on a band trip back in high school, circa 1967, now keep in mind
that this was in the days when I only took laxatives on an occasional
basis instead of daily like I do now. I had not taken any laxative and
neither had I gone BM for at least a day prior. I thought I’d be alright
for the trip. The school we were visiting was very nice, the
architecture, the landscaping, the way it was all laid out, the décor,
there was just something about it that I really liked. I may be strange,
but whenever I see or read about something I really like it sometimes
stimulates my bowels to want to move.

I had now found myself in a position where I couldn’t go to the bathroom
right away so I just crossed one leg over the other clenching my bum
really tight and stood there holding it back, sweating, until that wave
had passed, then I was alright. Stomach didn’t feel so hot so I didn’t
want lunch so I just had a milk. Uneventful bus ride back to our own
school, then home, except during the ride a couple of friends kept asking
me if I felt alright because I was too quiet unlike my usual self, I
couldn’t very well tell them it was because I’d been holding back my BM,
so I think the excuse I cooked up was that I ate something that didn’t
agree with me, which is not entirely untrue when you reason that the
waste wanted out yet I had wrongly imprisoned it and now I was paying for
it so yep, that waste certainly was not in agreement with my decision to
keep it in that’s for sure.

At home in my room another sudden wave of “gotta go right now” took me by
surprise and with such pressure that I didn’t dare try walk to go the
bathroom because walking meant that I’d have to unclench my bum and then
I would lose control so I had no choice but to just stand there in a cold
sweat with my cheeks in a deathlock and hope and pray that I would be
able to control myself. When I was able, I finally went to the bathroom
to sit down on the toilet I discovered that there was some BM smeared
between my cheeks, but by some stroke of luck my panties were still
clean. Now that I was on the proper receptacle, the BM just wouldn’t come
because by then I’d lost the urge so I got cleaned up and had a shower. I
sure didn’t want any dinner,, I had no room for it. At dinner mom and dad
thought I was sick so I had to tell them. My brother got a good laugh at
my expense and started making farting noises until my dad told him to
knock it off. Mom had me take laxative right away and made me a hot bowl
of tomato soup with cayenne pepper in it which I ate in front of the TV,
which by the way is great for getting the bowels moving. It worked pretty
fast too I remember, way before bedtime.

Looking back in retrospect, and if I had to chance now to relive that
day, I would go ahead and just go to the restroom at that school when I
first felt the urge, without asking permission I’d treat it as an
emergency and just go, even if it meant getting in trouble. As they say,
it’s easier to get forgiveness than permission.

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Zip

Selecting a Stall

Of the items listed below, what 3 are the most important in your
rejection of a public toilet stall:

bad lighting
blood on seat
crap on seat
cold seat or bugs on outdoor toilet
filthy floor
no door on stall
no stall panels
no soap
no ass-gasket for the seat
no toilet paper
pee on seat
toilet not flushed

1st) I definitely wouldn’t use a toilet that had blood or crap on the
seat. 2nd) A toilet that won’t flush would probably be a deal killer,
because I really don’t want to contribute to a nasty toilet, and 3rd) no
toilet paper. I usually have paper in my vehicle for just those
occasions, so paper usually isn’t a problem.

I am ok with a cold seat, but I don’t want to sit on any bugs. The lack
of door or stall panels isn’t a big deal. Most of the rest are ok to
handle.

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Jaynee

Porta Potties

Do any ladies have any good porta potty stories? I Recently had to use
one while in a park and it was so nasty. It had one of the side urinals
for guys and the seat was disgusting so instead of sitting i stood and
arched myh stream into that. any ladies with similar stories?

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Karen

Olestra Incident From A Few Years Ago

So a few years ago one evening while watching movies at home I munched on
Cheetos, it was the kind that were supposed to be healthier than the
regular version. They were made with that fake oil called olestra. I ate
maybe half of the family size bag. After a while I didn’t feel so hot, so
I decided to go lie down. Soon I had to expedite my hiney to the bathroom
and got my sweatpants down with not a second to spare, then unleashed a
raging river into the bowl like you wouldn’t believe while simultaneously
hugging the wastebasket. It was the orangewater rapids. All of it Cheeto
orange in color. Just to be fair I felt like I might have been coming
down with something but I’m sure the Olestra didn’t help. Reminds me of
an article I read once in Reader’s Digest about an air force pilot that
accidentally swallowed some jet fuel from his crashed plane while
floating on the water at sea awaiting rescue, and he remarked that jet
fuel makes a great laxative.

TO:
Kim: you asked: QT: “Karen, are you the same Karen who posted around page
1660s ( your sister was kathy and you had a friend called sue) ?” REPLY:
Nope, sorry, different Karen. I don’t have any sisters, just one older
brother.

Joseph W.: Hiya, that was really generous of you to take the time to help
your sister like that when she was injured. My brother once managed to
end up with among other things two busted wrists, one actually broken but
he was able to use the right one a little bit. Thank goodness he didn’t
ask for help in the bathroom I don’t think I could have done that, I
don’t know how he managed. I drove for him, cut his food into bite sizes
for him, and helped him get dressed a couple of times, buttoning his
jeans and tying his shoes and stuff like that.

Postman: We’ve been standing here waiting, Mr. Postman oh so patiently.
Good to hear from you again and congratulations on your nearly 19 inch
gollywhopper of a masterpiece!

Jacob: You’re awful! spying on that poor girl haha.
SURVEY ANSWERS:

Describe Yourself: Caucasian, Five feet four inches, wt. from 120-135
lbs, dark brown hair, brown eyes, divorced.

How often do u poop? Twice or more but it’s usually within the same hour
when I’m having my coffee and listening to the news.

how often do you pee? About five or so I guess; it depends on different
factors, how much I drink, how much I sweat. I pee less often in warm
weather.

how much poop is there when you go? Well you’d have to measure mine in
fluid ounces on account of most of the time it’s runny. I take laxatives
daily.

are you gassy when you go? Am I ever!

does it smell? I try not to smell it.

would u let others watch you poop or pee? I don’t like it, but yes, I
have.

does peeing or pooping turn you on? Not in a sexual way but if you mean
it’s a relief then sure.

have you ever had a peeing accident? Had a few when I was pregnant.

have you ever had a pooping accident? Yes. I’ve posted some of the worst
ones so check back over the older pages.

ANSWERS TO SURVEY POSTED BY ANONYMOUS PERSON:
The 3 biggest deal breakers for me would have to be a nasty toilet seat,
bugs, and filthy floor. I’m never without Kleenex and moist towelettes
anyways. As for those outdoor restrooms at parks, see one you’ve seen ’em
all. I’ve seldom seen one that wasn’t disgusting, years ago I stopped
bothering to even go in those. Use the bathroom at home, only small sips
during the game and chewing gum keeps the mouth moist, drink all I want
afterward is what works for me. I never got dehydrated.

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Mr. Clogs

Question to all of you and comments

I have a question, when you have to poop, or taking a dump, are they any
smokers out there? This question is specifically for you, when you’re
going to the bathroom, do you smoke while pooping whether you’re home
sitting over the bowl, in a public restroom, outside, where ever in your
house you poop in? Does it mask the odor so no one else smells your poop,
and does it help you to relax and enjoy your pooping session? Your
thoughts.

Lauren: Sorry to hear about your ruined picnic, people just have no
respect anymore nor do their kids. It’s sad.

poobutt: Nice post about pooping in those pink tights, please post more
often.

Car Mom: Love your stories and keep the posts coming.

Little Mandi: I feel your pain, I’m like that too. I can’t go to the
bathroom while people are in the bathroom nor outside the bathroom making
a lot of noise where I can hear it.

That’s all for now, and catch you later.

Mr. Clogs

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Jessica

Enjoing pooping outdoor

Hi I’m Jessica, I’m an Italian woman (30 years old) and I love to poop
outdoor, and I’m happy that I found someone here who can understand me.
I started when I was a girl and I was living near the countryside. One
day I was out playing with a friend and she stopped saying that she
needed to poop. I was thinking that she would have gone back to my house,
instead she went straight to a bush near there. when i followed her i’ve
found her already squatting and straining and i was speechless, i was 6
and have never seen anyone shitting. She wasn’t shy at all and she let me
watch all of it. She pooped two big turds about 20cm long (8 inches) and
then sighed in relief.
From that day i have pooped many times outside, sometimes with her or
some other friend and most of the times alone. I also do some pretty big
poop, so doing outdoor i don’t need to worry about clogging the toilet,
it’s only a little embarassing when i get some remark from a buddy dump
friend about the size of my poos, but we are very close and we laugh of
that.
I have many story to tell you, i hope you’ll be interested. I read some
posts and it seems that there are quite a few people like me, i’m happy
to have company :).

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Josh

To Lauren

Nah keep going to the park but next time that mom is there and you hear
her say go pee on the tree speak up and tell her to have her kids pee on
her own stuff this time.

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Just a guy
Leanne – another great story, unfortunately it sounds like it turned into
quite a desperate one. I felt bad that someone took the other unoccupied
toilet on you. Well at least you made it to the toilet successfully and
had what sounded like a very relieving dump.

Amber – another interesting story about your big poos, but I agree with
Anne, you shouldn’t be embarrassed.

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Mike H

Question for Women and girls.

Have any women or girls on here ever watch themselves poop using a mirror?

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Troy
Now approaching day 5 without a poop. Last bowel movement was Friday
morning before surgery. Starting to get worried.

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Nicola

Desperate on my way to work

I hadn’t pood since Sunday and by Wednesday morning I was dying to go but
I was running late for work and had to leave in a hurry or I’d miss my
bus. I thought I could wait until I got to work and go there but on the
bus my stomach started churning which meant one thing. Diarrhea! I felt
some cramps as well and by the time I got off the bus I was close to
pooing myself. I could feel the pressure in my bowels building as I
walked to work and clenched for dear life. By the time I got to work I
was seconds away from losing control and barley made it into the toilet.
I closed the door and locked it only to find there was no toilet roll. I
looked on the window sill above the toilet and thankfully there were five
rolls up there so I sat down and let rip. Boy was the relief good. It was
more solid than I expected but still loose and there was a lot of it. I’d
filled the toilet below the water and some had got on the back of the
pan. I gave a final push and another load came out adding to my relief
and that was it. I took one of the rolls from the window sill and wiped
several times and re loaded the holder on the wall next to the toilet.
Then I flushed and surprisingly it all went away first time. I exited the
cubicle and washed my hands before going to the office to start work just
in time.

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Lynn

to Lauren

The mother’s behavior likely won’t change… but at least you tried. Do
you have a backyard you could have your picnics in? It’s too bad that the
inconsiderate, lazy women is at the park every day.

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Ashley
hello everyone! thanks to the modator for posting my last two stories!
thanks to everyone for the kind comments! i love everyone on this forume!
to Lauren: i really enjoyed your post! sounds like you had an unfornate
bad experience with your daughter at the park! the Mom should have been
more considerate of your lunch! she had no right to allow her son and
daughter to relieve herself right on top of your food! your very wise to
not return to that particular park! if you ever run into this particular
situation again it might not be a bad idea to report it to the management
of that park! that lady should have been permantley banned from that park
for Good! i lookforward to your next post! please take care and God bless!
to PooBut: i really enjoyed your post! sounds like you had a bad
experience at home! my suggestion to you is next time you feel a slight
urge to relieve yourself then take adavantage of that opportunity and go
straight to the bathroom! i lookforward to your next post! please take
care and God bless!
to Kate(soccerMom): i really enjoyed your post! sounds like you didnot
make it through yoga class last weekend! that was really kind of your
friend Nancey to lend you another pair of panties! i lookforward to your
next post! please take care and God bless!
to BrandonT: thankyou for the kind comments on my last two stories ! if
you have any stories i lookforward to them! please take care and God
bless!
to BlindGuy: welcome to the formue! i really enjoyed your post! nobody
should be made fun of with Spina Bifa! nobody should be made fun who has
to wear adult diapers! How is Jessica doing? iam glad to see that both
you and Jessica both take on life with such a positive outlook! that is
what God truely wants us to do! despite the situation sounds like you and
Jessica are doing just fine! Keep your head up! feel free to share your
experiences here on the forume and Jessica is welcome to as well! i
understand and welcome you and her with open arms! i would love to hear
more on your outlook and experiences that you and your friend have had! i
lookforward to hear from you soon! please take care and God bless! ps. i
have a guy friend who is disabled and is a diabetic and was born with a
brain ????or!
to Little Mandi: i really enjoyed your post! sounds like the chinese food
that you had didnt agree with you! your best bet is to stay away from
that kind of food! your truely blessed that your Grandma’s house was
right down the road ! otherwise you would have had a major accident! i
lookforward to your next post! please take care and God bless!
to whatever female wrote a story for TSF: that was quite a bowel movement
that you had at the department store! seems to me that the food that you
and your friends consumed didnt agree with you! sometimes unfornately
things like this just happen! iam glad that your friends where there to
support you through your rough moment! iam not pleased to hear that they
chose to make fun of you cause you had a major accident! it happens to
everyone at some point in time! i also enjoyed your experience in the
ladiesroom at your lawfirm! i lookforward to your next post! please take
care and God bless!
to Shadow: i really enjoyed your post! congradulations on your first
attempt to pee standing up! you did a Great job on your first attempt! if
you want to make this a regular habit of yours in your daily life you
will have to practice daily! dont over do it! i lookforward to your next
post! please take care and God bless!
to Anne: i really enjoy your post! i totally agree if you clog a tiolet
in public somewhere than you shoudnot be embarrassed! i wouldnt! i
lookforward to your next post! please take care and God bless!
to Ciara: i really enjoy your post! Women are nasty no matter what
bathroom you choose to go in while out in public! the same goes for your
roomates in your dorm hall! i do agree with finding poo piled in the
showers that is totally disgusting! i know that i dont attempt to flush
but that is just how iam! i mean no harm! everyone leaves something
unflushed somewhere at some point in time! i lookforward to your next
post! please take care and God bless!

Love,

Ashley

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npu (noisy poopers united)

Pooing on my friend

Greetings, fellow toilet enthusiasts. First of, dear moderator, this
story is much more innocent than it seems. Please read through entirley
before deleting or (hopefully) posting. In seventh grade, I was at a boy
and girl coed sleepover. When you are a preteen, gender is huge. Anyways,
it was great. Lots of gossiping, laughing, and maybe a teeny bit
flirting. Happy? We ate a bunch of junk, pizza and soda and chips and
icecream. We all had finally sat down to play truth or dare, when i felt
a rumble. Ah crap. I needed to shit. But how can i look cool while
pooping? I cant do itdiscreetly, as i am very loud. So, unwisely, i chose
to hold it. The game was getting boring, and Kelsey finally suggested the
boys dare the boys and vice versa. This brought giggles, as in those
days, the boys’ favorite form of entertainment was daring each other to
ask girls out. Kelsey, being one of those nasty it girls, said the winner
would begivin a kiss. Again, giggles. I was starting to lose hold of my
load. Gianna finally turned to me and said, “Zoe, i dare you to do a
jumping jack in front of Gowtham facing us.” Gowtham was and still is my
best guy friend. But the way Gianna posed it, id be doing a jumping jack
with my but near Gowthams gace. I agreed. I wish i hadnt. I did one
jumping jack and blew out a nugget of poo right in front of his face.
Needless to say, everyone lost there mind, in cluding Gowtham. I managed
to play it cool and slunk off to the bathroom. In the noise of the next
dare, i pushed out a monster log. I slunk back to the party. The kids
were trying to decide which dare had won: my daring crap jump, or Ryan
runnimg into the hosts older sisters room in his briefs screaming “IM
SEXY AND I KNOW IT!!!!!” I won, tomy surprise, and was pushed up to claim
my prize, a kiss. The kisser was Gowtham, but we both blushed, faked it
and gave each other a hug. And that closes this brave little tale, which
i hope you find it more amusing and less embarrassing than i did. Ans
now, some answers and comments:
Lauren: Youshouldhave peed on her blanket. No, im just kidding. But you
should probably stay away, youre right. Or sit somewhere else.
Kate the soccer mom:My bowels are always wacked up before that time of
the month. Sorry about that.
Finally, a survey to all the other viewers:
1. Where do you use the toilet? At home, work school, the woods…?
2. Do you let others in the room with you? If yes, who?
And finally, 3. How did you find this site? Looks like its time togo.
Yours tillthe shit hits the fan, NPU

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Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Lauren that lady was very rude to you and kinda lazy not taking her
daugther to the bathroom and as always I look forward to your next post
thanks.

To: Poobutt first welcome to the site and great story you made it to a
bathroom and sat on the toilet but I gues karma wasnt on your side that
day and please post anymore stories you may have thanks.

To: Kate The Soccer Mom first welcome back and as always another great
story it you had a very nasty time 2 messy accidents in one day it sounds
like your stomach was in a bad mood and as always I look forward to your
next post thanks.

To: Little Mandi as awlays another great story at least you made it to
your grandmas and you try to poop in front of someone maybe your mom
first that way you dont risk having an accident just an idea and as
always I look forward to your next post thanks.

To: Held It To Long great story it sounds like you had a pretty nasty
time and right in the bathroom karma strikes again and please post
anymore stories you may have thanks.

Well thats all for now.

Sincerly Brandon T

PS. I love this site

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Andrea

What happened next.

Hi Again,
Firstly i’d like to say thanks for the comments about my post on here.I
was surprised and very pleased that people liked it.As i said,i love
peeing outdoors when i can.I also mentioned at the end of my post that i
needed to pee again and was planning to go to the woods.
So here is what happened.As you may know,we have been having some really
warm weather this past few daysand Sunday was no exception.I was wearing
my shorts and tee-shirt as i walked up to the woods and with every
step,the need to go became greater.So when i found the spot where i have
peed many times before,i couldn’t wait. any longer.I quickly pulled my
shorts and knickers down and squatted in the long grass.Immediately i
began to pee a strong stream,which hissed as it hit the ground.It felt so
good to be peeing like this with the sun shining on my skin.I raised my
self up slightly so that if anyone had discovered me,they would probably
get a lovely view of my bum ,however i knew that no one was there as it
was still quite early.Eventually the stream tailed off to a trickle and i
shook myself to get rid off the drips.After pulling my undies and shorts
back up,i walked back through the woods and home again.
I hope you enjoy reading this and i will try and post more stories of my
peeing escapades soon.It’s late now and i must go to bed.
bye Andrea.

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College Dude

@Jacob

Nice story dude.. not everyday that you see a hot girl taking a dump!

Now to answer the survey-

describe yourself

How often do u poop? depends.. can be 1 to 4 times a day

how often do you pee? at least 5 times, i drink a lot of water and im
active

how much poop is there when you go? huge logs

are you gassy when you go? yea

does it smell? always!

would u let others watch you poop or pee? yes something ive been curious
about

does peeing or pooping turn you on? yes i admit (mostly with guys though)

have you ever had a peeing accident? yeah tons

have you ever had a pooping accident? nah but ive had close calls with
diarrhea

Well thats it for now.. oh i kinda have a new story though. I went to the
market with my family and eventually went back to the car cause they were
taking too long. I had to take a huge dump but the bathrooms were closed
down cause they were getting cleaned. The urge just kept getting stronger
and i could feel my anus trying to open up to let my crap out! I just
flexed my cheeks tho and held it in. During the next 30 mins I farted
continuously to relieve pressure and eventually stunk up the whole car.
When my family was finally done and opened the doors, they were like “it
smells so gross in here like poop!” I couldnt resist laughing and told
them its cause i had to use the restroom lol

I was a little embarassed but everyone has to poop right 🙂

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Friday, March 30, 2012

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David

Not embarrassed by my big poos

Like my wife Anne, I am not like some people who post here embarrassed by
my big poos. If as often happens with both of us my motion consists of a
single big pan-buster jobbie then I am quite happy at that and don’t care
if someone else sees it if I have done it in a public toilet of some
type. Like Anne I would not take the risk of holding it in to avoid doing
it in a public toilet and possibly have a mega accident in the seat of my
underpants.

Many years ago I worked in a small factory before I opened my own
business. Every so often there would be a blockage caused in the staff
toilets, both in the men’s and the women’s. What happened was that
someone would have done a big turd which wouldn’t flush away as it was
too big. Instead of just leaving it for the cleaner to deal with in the
evening they would cover the jobbie with wads of toilet paper to hide it
from view. This would then form a blockage in the toilet pan when they
flushed it and be very messy to clear and often needed a drain cleaning
company to sort it out, an extra unneeded expense for the business.
Eventually the factory owner put a notice on the toilet walls telling
people that “If the toilet did not clear on flushing” to leave it for the
janitor to deal with and not clog the bog with large amounts of toilet
paper”. He also said that any future blockages such as this would be paid
for out of our Social Club Fund if owing to staff carelessness and a
plumber was required. This seemed to do the trick and I was pleased as I
feared that someone would blame me for stuffing the pan with paper,
something I would never do.

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