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Tlana

Diarrhea story by M

I think I was 11 and as I remember it I was in my first month of middle
school. Mine was one of the largest schools in the state. There was a
large main bathroom in the middle of each of the three floors. There was
a smaller bathroom for each gender at the north and south ends of each
floor. I liked them because they were smaller and every toilet had a
privacy door on it. Problem though was custodians would unlock them only
for passing periods. So during my 2nd hour math class I got a pass from
the substitute and I made the long trip down the hall to the bathroom
because something in my gut didn’t feel good. Also, I was sweating.
Having to take the much longer walk all the way to the commons seemed
dumb because what I needed I had been forced to walk by.

Finally I turned, yanked open the door and hurled myself into the
bathroom. My gut was ready to explode. I could see still legs under each
panel. There were 6 or 7 girls waiting and as I strained to see the far
end toilet, this 8th grade gave me one of those icy Who Do You Think You
Are B**CH? stares. I was already getting gas crackles from between my
legs, so I turned, ran out of the room and straight into the guys room. I
shouted out Sorry Sorry or something like that to the first two guys who
were sitting open stalled, pants down, taking craps. Their eyes followed
me for a couple of moments, but I started running down the line until I
knew I was out of time. I turned to my right, saw an open toilet,
yellowed water with a log already floating on it and piss splashes on
each side of the white seat. I dropped my hall pass, ripped my underwear
down, and yanked up my dress just as my ass connected with the seat.
Immediately there were 3 large blasts and my hole started hurting from
the diarrhea. I didn’t waste any time on the toilet, although I often do
under normal circumstances. I immediately started pulling down the square
pieces of toilet paper which I would learn to hate. From my seat, I
quickly used up all the ones that remained in the holder. I felt
fortunate that I had worn one of my favorite dresses. I swear my butt
squeaked several times as I moved my position with the wipes. I picked up
my hall pass and ran out of the room. I hurried out of the room and back
into the girls room. One stall was open and I took it. From my seat, I
did a bit more wiping. As I was doing that I sneezed and in putting my
hand up to my nose I could smell the horrible odor of my crap. I walked
straight out to the sink and washed my hands 3 or 4 times. I was worried
a bit about sitting in someone elses piss. I took a special bath when I
got home. My hole was really sore from the diarrhea and there was a
little blood from all the wiping. Hoping you liked my story, M!

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Bianca

Sludgy

My poop today was mushy like sludge after dinner. It was more chunky
after breakfast. I did stress a bit after breaking a promise I wanted to
keep to myself, but it was an accident anyway (broke a box). I don’t
thing this caused me to poop mush as the accidental box ruining happened
earlier. When I had to poop, it felt somewhat urgent, and I felt gas
brewing. Nothing poop wise happened that was exciting yesterday. I peed
in a bathroom at a German restaurant yesterday that seemed mid sized, and
had 2 stalls. Concerning my robotics, my 1998 Furby did something that
seemed like a gear alignment adjustment which peaked my interest just
like viewing this site does! To anyone else celebrating birthdays this
month, I hope the birthday people here have good poops. I’ll always be
amazed at the big ones even if I never poop big again. Happy toileting to
all, goodbye.

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Nick

Wifes hotel poop

A few weeks ago we went on a weekend getaway trip, on Saturday morning I
went and got Starbucks for breakfast. I brought my wife back a latte and
pastry, she sat and had her breakfast at the desk in the room. She let
out a small toot, and said that before we headed out she needed to sit on
the toilet and take a poop. I needed to shower as well, I headed to the
bathroom and did a quick poop as well, and jumped in the shower. A couple
of minutes later my wife knocked and came in the bathroom, she had her
coffee and some brochures. She said she felt the need to go poop now, she
commented that I must have just done the same. She pulled down her pants
and immediately peed, followed by a loud fart. She was looking at the
brochures while she was grunting quiet grunts. I then heard several loud
splashes followed by a sigh. I saw her peek between her legs to see what
she had done. She then started talking about where we were going for the
day, she let iut some more farts and little spashes and started to wipe.
She said she felt much better, and the coffee worked quick, the bathroom
was really stinky.

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Tuesday, November 03, 2020

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Just Jerika

Saturday afternoon hanging out

On Saturday afternoons when a group of us from the neighborhood wanted to
take a break from stuff our parents had us doing at home, or our school
work, or boredom we ended up at a convenience store. We were in middle
school. Of us girls, some of us had just started babysitting and we had
some additional money. Of the guys, they had money from chores so we just
hanged out, had some snacks, and in this group of 5 or 6 killed time in
the parking lot between the store on one side and a large self-serve car
wash at the other side of the lot. Each business had a gender-neutral
bathroom that was open 24-7. Sure they were old and filthy. A room
smaller than a closet. A room with a stained toilet, sink, but sometimes
not even a full roll of toilet paper and light where the bulb had been
busted or stolen. The car wash door was badly bent so the lock didn’t
work so we had to kind of stand in front of it when one of us was using
the toilet.

Thor, who is two years younger than me, bonded pretty well. We both felt
awkward mostly in using bathrooms away from home. I was 13 and he knew
that I had been having serious problems with successful craps at school.
Privacy and inadequacy issues, mostly, but after school I’d head across
the street and had a very successful crap at the c-store.
Thor would get put down by older boys in the large bathrooms at school
and felt the urinals were punishing, especially to those smaller guys who
were nervous and would get taunted by the older ones. They said he should
give up and step away from the urinal because he didn’t have the
“equipment” to do the job. Thor eventually peed by seating himself on the
toilet, although with no privacy doors, guys would stand in line and
stare him down, and sometimes cause him to abandon his seat before he was
done. The problem was he would just lurch up and pull up his clothing as
he hurried away. That caused the guys greater satisfaction because they
saw no crap in the toilet he was leaving. I think I helped him by
suggesting that he flush from his seat because that would cut off part of
the show. It worked and we bonded even closer.

As for me, my closest friend, in addition to Thor, was Gopi. She was from
India, brilliant and while she used the bathroom at normal intervals at
school or when we were at the mall, she would never directly sit on a
public toilet seat. She would always lay paper down before seating
herself. She was graceful in not wasting any time which many of our
classmates liked because another one or two of them would get to pee
during a passing period between classes. Often, though, Gopi would get
blamed by the next user because, if they were going to crap, more of most
of their wiping paper had been wasted. Gopi would just smile and say she
was sorry. Lisa and Sussette, two much larger girls who were eventually
multi-sport athletes, got into Gopi’s face once at the mall. I was
seated, pushing and pushing to get my crap out.But it didn’t work.
Several years ago I posted about several of my experiences with Gopi.

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Ellen
I’m glad I found this site. I don’t really have a lot of adults to talk
to about bodily functions.

Ever since I was a kid I’ve always been open about bodily functions,
especially farting. I’ve always found humor in farts. I am married with
three kids. My husband and son(16) are both open about farting like me.
My daughters(14 and 11) aren’t as open, but they do laugh at farts. I am
43, 5’8 and have shoulder length blond hair.

Today, I was alone in the house. My husband was at work and all my kids
were staying after school. I was making a sandwich when there was a knock
at the door. It was one of my oldest daughter’s friend. We are pretty
close and she wanted to talk to me. I won’t go into details about what we
talked about, but I did tell her she is welcome to stay the weekend with
us and she seemed really happy about that.

I asked if she wanted a sandwich and she did. So we ate our sandwiches at
the kitchen table. We talked about various things as we ate. After we
finished our sandwiches, I got an idea. I ripped a massive fart and my
daughter’s friend burst out laughing. The smell was horrible but we
didn’t mind. A few minutes later, I let out another loud rumbling one and
we laughed. The room smelled really bad but we just continued to laugh.
My stomach was hurting and I had a lot of gas. After calming down, she
thanked me for letting her stay and for making her laugh and we shared a
hug.

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Catherine

Zeta and Responses

Hi Friends,

Well, just a little while ago our power was restored. We lost power as we
live in the path of Tropical Storm Zeta, which caused a lot of damage due
to wind gusts. One of the pitfalls to living outside of town is that we
have well water. And, of course, the pump is electrical.

So, one of the difficult parts of the day yesterday pooping. During the
storm, we all had to go. Alan and I used our toilet, and fortunately, we
only did average size logs. They left a smell, so I lit scented candles
in the restroom.

Chloe and Zoe both pooped in the bathroom that they share, while Joey
used his potty. We emptied the potty in the girls toilet. As you can
imagine, three kids can make a lot of poop! For the remainder of the day
and night, we used the hall bathroom to pee.

By mid-morning, the storm was gone and left us with a beautiful day.
However, the only problem was that our evening bowel movements would
completely clog our toilets. So, Alan located a secluded spot in the
woods behind our house, close enough that we felt safe, but far enough
away that we could have a little privacy. He dug a hole, and showed it to
us.

Well, after supper all of our bowels were ready to move. Joey used his
potty and I emptied it into the hole. He did a snake that curled around
the bowl and fell neatly into the hole when I emptied. Since I was
already out there, I went next. I lowered my shorts and relaxed, and a
pretty thick, log exited rather quickly, I guess since I was squatting.
It coiled into a thick, snake looking pile. After me, Chloe and Zoe took
their turns, then Alan, who also took a shovel to fill the hole.

When Alan came back, he told me that he had never seen so much poop in
his life. Apparantly, the girls also had pretty huge logs themselves and
Alan did too. He actually took a picture with his cell phone, as he took
it for the flashlight function. He was right! It was a pretty huge pile.

I’m grateful we have power. I’ve flushed and cleaned our toilets and now
I’m headed to open the pharmacy, which also just had power restored!

To Vincene: I am so sorry I missed your kind birthday wish! I saw it as I
was scrolling through. Thank you! I’m so glad that your inhibitions
changed at age 16. Thank you for sharing!

Victoria B: I am so sorry you were spanked for your accidents. Alan and I
have never spanked our son and he seems to be doing fine. He never
spanked the girls when they were little. And, having had accidents
myself, I can’t imagine if someone punished me for it! Good to hear from
you always!

Optional Dev: Always good to hear from you!

Elphaba: That is every interesting about your bodily changes as you
continue to transition. Glad you are still posting. All the best!

Love to all!

Catherine!

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Catherine

Responses and Super-huge poop

Victoria B: You are so sweet and kind. I love your stories and love the
tidbits you share about your life pertaining to your stories. Hope you
have more time to post soon! Thank you for the wishes!

Trina: Thank you so much! You are sweet as well! Thank you! I hope that
your are well and I look forward to reading your posts!

Celine: Glad you had a very relieving session. Yes, I agree that
sometimes a huge poop can be metaphorical for relieving ourselves of
tension, stress and negative energy! Keep taking care of you!

We had a wonderful birthday celebration at our house Sunday evening. Both
my parents and Alan’s parents came. And, we had a brief Zoom with some
really good friends who shared in singing “Happy Birthday” and sending
greetings. I began to cry. I am a little sensitive but I do not like
showing emotion, but I could not help it! We filled up on some really
good ???? burgers, salad, sweet potato fries and cake and ice cream.
Chloe, Zoe and Joey (not their real names) all were so sweet as they made
their own cards. It was really special to me that “Joey” is old enough to
celebrate.

I did not hold back eating – two burgers, two bowls of salad and a large
helping of sweet potato fries! Did I mention that the buns were
multigrain with a little flax? High fiber!

I think Alan knew that I not only wanted to enjoy the beginning of
digestion, but the end result as well (and hopefully a little explosive,
but non-odorous, farting)!!!

Yesterday (Monday), I woke up and went through my normal routine of
yogurt, cereal, then morning workout, and then a nice breakfast of
vegetarian omelets.

By the time I had finished breakfast, which included a small cup of
coffee, I knew that I needed the toilet in the worst way. I mean, I
thought I was going to poop myself on the way.

When I sat down, there was no savoring this bowel movement, as it
forcefully opened my bum and snaked into the toilet, all at once. It
smelled pretty strong, but it wasn’t pungent.

And, I have to say, it was one of the prettiest turds I’ve ever done. No
cracks or ragged edges. Just a complete, soothe, thick, cardboard brown
poop! And, it had to be close to two feet long! It felt so good and was
the perfect cap to my birthday celebration!

I had to take a pic and text Alan, who was in the process of getting the
girls to school!

I hope you enjoyed my story! Thank you for the birthday wishes! Love you
all!

Catherine!

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Bianca

Birthday Poop

To Catherine: I love your birthday dump story. Sounds like you made a
beautifully formed poop, and a good sized one I should say. You write
such nice stories. I hope all your family enjoys doing good poops just
like you! My vintage 1998 toy I mentioned breifly in a few new stories
was something I treated myself with as an early Christmas gift this year.
Today I found out the fur pattern on mine is called witches cat. Furby
was something I enjoyed back in my childhood days when I was slightly
incontinent and did my big poops periodically. Anyway, after having
sloppy poo for a while, I did solid today, and one session was small. I
also had minor gas after having a slightly spicy frozen chicken bowl.
Sometimes when a poop story on here is really good, I imagine myself
being in it when I read the story. Hope you all feel the same way
sometimes. Bye.

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M
Thanks for making me feel so welcome! This is a story about my morning.
Just so you guys know, I am a girl.

I woke up with a terrible stomach ache and immediately went to the
bathroom. Nothing. After a few more minutes of desperately trying to get
some poop out, I gave up. I ate breakfast but while I was eating, I got
the urge again. I didn’t want to be rude so I didn’t get up from the
table. As soon as I was finished eating, I sped walked to the bathroom. I
got there just in time. I sat down but nothing came out. I pushed and
pushed and still nothing which surprised me because I could tell by the
feeling in my stomach that it was definitely not a hard, constipated
poop. The feeling in my stomach was so uncomfortable that I couldn’t just
leave the toilet unused. I used a trick I learned and this trick was to
squat on the toilet. I got some poop out but it was so weird! It was all
watery coming out, but then when it landed in the water in the toilet, it
formed a small log! After that I felt better and continued with the rest
of my day.

I have a question for everyone. What is the worst time you had diarrhea?
Have you ever had an accident in public?

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Mike

to Eileen

hi nice to hear from you i am not to bad thanks times are hard tho. I had
my birthday a couple of weeks ago turning 31 i was in work that day and
just had a takeaway with family at home so was a quiet one, i havent had
much in the way off big poos atm but i will let you know when that
changes hope you are ok? i liked your post its sounds like you had a big
poop and a long sitting on the toilet bet you were relived to get it out
probably felt good but big to pass aswell although bored from sat there
for all that time trying to get it out look forward to hearing from you
soon xxxx

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Ashley

Thank you for your responses to my survey!

To Audrey: Thank you for responding to my survey! I enjoyed reading your
responses! xoxo

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Ashley

Thank you to Survey Reponders

Celine – Thank you for your responses to my survey! xoxo

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Mark
Today my mom and I really had to pee on our way home. My mom ended up
sneezing which caused a little pee to come out. After that, she didn’t
bother holding the rest and full on peed her pants. I was able to hold it
until we got home but my mom did attempt to make me wet myself by going
slow and trying to make me laugh. It almost worked.

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Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Sherryl great story about pooping in the snow and I look forward to
your next post thanks.

To: Jasmin K as always another great story.

To: Ms. Orthodontist first welcome to the site and great set of stories I
look forward to reading more of them thanks.

To: Taylor great story about you and Jenifer’s poops in the outhouse it
sounds like you both had good poops.

To: Abbie as always another great story about you and your friends.

Well that’s all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site

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Mistee

Why are guys afraid of bathrooms away from home?

I don’t like to stress a lot of gender issues. But I do ask why are guys
afraid of using bathrooms away from home. This is not about the pandemic
now, but now that I’m out of college and in the working world, I’m
looking back and still asking that question. In K-12 school I had regular
craps at school. Sometimes it was diarrhea. But having to sign out of
class, and sometimes I guess my hand on my gut and a frown on my face,
immature guys made light of it. I was gone a minute or two longer than
for a normal piss and they would seize on that. At least I was willing to
use the bathroom and not trying to hold it in like some of the guys did.

When I could start driving myself to high school I picked up more than
gas money by driving Jarrod, a freshman. Once or twice a week when he
wasn’t ready at the curb, we would run late because he was on the toilet
trying hard to pinch one out. His grade school sister would rat him out.
Often, Jarrod was unsuccessful and then would hold it throughout the day.
I would have had a couple of pisses and my crap, usually right after
lunch, and Jarrod would be rushing me at my locker because he was in
pain. Still he wouldn’t think of dumping at school. He got really mad one
afternoon when I was low on gas and would have stalled if I had not
stopped to pump it. At the station, I pointed out the boys bathroom door
to him, but he just cursed me. My bladder was probably half full. I
momentarily thought of going inside and relieving myself. But I didn’t.
Seth, one of my college boyfriends, had a similar attitude. But he was
more restrained about it. We were on his family’s boat much of 4th of
July and I was having some diarrhea. I carefully sat over the side, used
the elastic on my shorts and underwear well by pulling on them with my
thumb, and I contributed a blast of a few ounces to the polluted water.
Later I did a fast piss that also surprised Seth. Once we got to the
dock, he made a run into the boathouse. Then we had to stop at his
apartment on the way to dinner. I think he did a double there while I
waited in the truck.

Even now, there’s a guy I’m a friend with at work. Every week or so after
work we go out for drinks. He always comes up with some reason why we
have to swing by his apartment. I’m pretty sure I know what he’s doing,
but I don’t want to embarrass him by insisting that I come in rather than
waiting in his car. Using his bathroom right after him would sure make my
case. Instead, once we get to the lounge and are waiting for drinks, I
take my bathroom break.

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Shannon

replies and stories

Hi everyone! I tried posting sooner but I haven’t seen it, plus I’ve been
busy. But that’s ok because i have a new story anyway. so I just wanted
to give a couple replies and a couple stories!

Catherine- Happy Birthday! I hope you and your family had a fun
celebration! I’m glad you made it to the toilet in time for your big poop!

Trina- LOL To Solid Poop Accident Sisters. That’s super embarrassing
about wetting your pants in front of a customer, I actually hate pee
accidents. Thankfully they don’t happen to me too often, not like my
pooping accidents. They just make such a mess and go everywhere and get
on everything and are super obvious. Like sometimes you can get away with
pooping your pants but when you pee your pants there is really no hiding
it. Plus your shoes get all wet if you’re standing and its just no fun. I
have a story about my most embarrassing pee accident. I was visiting New
York city with 3 of my friends after college, and during lunch we had
more than a few drinks. I was needing to pee so I used the restroom in
the restaurant, and soon after I realized I had “broken the seal” as is
prone to happening when drunk, and was now needing to pee like every 10
minutes. It was annoying but finally we left and our next stop was to go
on the circle line cruise, a boat ride around Manhattan. I needed to stop
in a store to pee on the way there for what I hoped would be my last pee
before we got on the boat. Long story short, we had a fairly long wait to
get our tickets punched and get onto the boat, then it was so crowded it
was slow moving getting on, and people ushered us right to some seats. I
was BURSTING to pee again by then. I saw bathrooms on the way in but the
crowd was still filing in through that way so I couldn’t get through to
the bathroom. I tried my best to wait for people to get through and sit
down, but I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I ended up accidentally wetting
my pants in front of my friends and like dozens of people on this boat. I
was so embarrassed! I had blue jeans on so it really showed in my lap and
on like the sides of my thighs coming up from my butt, which was also
obviously soaked. plus the pee leaked from my chair and made a puddle on
the floor. Everyone was staring and I wanted to jump off the boat, but my
friends made me feel better by teasing me actually and making it a funny
event instead of making me feel awkward, if that makes sense. I had to do
the whole boat ride in wet pants because we left before my accident came
to the attention of any staff, and its a couple hours long. another
embarrassing detail was when two workers from the boat had to come and
mop the puddle after word got to the staff. Some older lady was begging
“on my behalf” for them to dock and let me off the boat, but they would
not do so. She kept asking me if I needed anything the whole ride and it
was super awkward! I always hate when strangers try to help me when I’ve
had a public accident, its always old ladies too. The only good part was
that since my pants were already soaked, when I needed to pee again i
would just slowly let it out in small bursts and rewet myself and no one
could tell as long as I did it slowly enough to avoid making a new puddle
on the floor. Anyway, that story is one major reason I hate peeing my
pants. It was more embarrassing than many of my poop accidents when that
happened. I remember feeling so exposed and helpless once I started to
pee my pants. I just couldn’t believe how many people were there for
it…i blush just remembering it.

I also wanted to report about my efforts to get a better grip over my
bowel control problem. I had my best run of the year with these new
measures in place- I made it 36 days without having an accident, the
longest consecutive run of 2020 for me, which has been a bad accident
year. Basically I have been eating at regular times and trying to eat
more balanced meals, I’ve been trying to poop every morning to help make
the afternoon/evening urge less intense, and I’ve been more diligent
about going when I feel the urge. Unfortunately the run came to an end on
day 37…my slip up happened a couple of days ago when I went to vote. My
state has early voting and it was open until 7 or 8pm, so I went from
work that afternoon. As you may know if you’ve followed my stories, I
regularly have to poop right after work, and this day was no different.
As I waited in line to vote (the turn out was great so the line was long)
my bowels would occasionally gurgle and I would feel some pressure
building in the pit of my stomach. After a little while I became
understandably anxious and just wanted to get done and get to the
bathroom. Luckily the line was moving quickly, and finally I got to the
voting booth. I needed to go so bad by then that I could barely
concentrate and i rushed through my ballot, I genuinely hope I voted for
the right candidates LOL. I left the voting booth and almost left without
putting my ballot in the machine because I was just thinking about
getting to the toilet, but a lady called me back. I put my ballot in the
machine, saw that it was counted and I rushed away. I felt my bowels
rumbling ominously and as I made my way down the hall, I realized I
wasn’t going to make it to the bathroom in time. I just stopped and stood
off to the side of the hallway with my back to the wall as a flurry of
familiar things happened- i cramped up, I got goosebumps, a tingle went
down my spine, a little sweat broke out on my forehead…and then I soft
served in my pants. It just came out like “bloop” in one push, and made a
big soft bulge in my underwear. I immediately looked all around to see if
anyone noticed, and I seemed to be in the clear as no one was close to me
or paying attention to me. I gently touched back to inspect the damage
and could feel a very prominent and warm bulge sagging in the seat of my
leggings. I felt a little panicked and quickly took my cardigan off and
tied it around my waist to hide my butt. The smell was horrendous,
usually i am not that offended but my own smell but it was a bad one, so
i wanted to get the hell out of there. I went back out into the main area
of the government center and walked past all the people in line, trying
not to waddle and make it obvious that I had a load in my pants. I also
hope I didn’t leave an odor in my wake! I’m just glad that I wasn’t still
waiting in line when I pooped my pants. I would have been pretty
humiliated if I stunk up the place in front of all those people but
luckily I made it out into that little hallway before I had an accident.
Anyway, thats my latest accident. I blame it on special circumstances
that prevented me from being in a convenient situation when my regular
need arose. I will plan better next time! The count has restarted and i
have now gone 3 days without pooping my pants. I will let you know when
the count ends again of course, and for heavens sake I hope next time i
have an accident its a solid one and I’m all by myself!

Xoxo
Shannon

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Eileen

Reply to Mike

Hi Mike , great to hear from you . First of all I wish you a belated
Happy Birthday on turning 31 . So enjoy life all you can . I did feel a
great sense of relief once I got everything out following my long sit on
the toilet last weekend . I hope everything in your life improves for you
every day . I’ll say goodbye for now and hope to hear from you again soon
. Eileen XX .

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Optional Dev

Response to Catherine.

That is a beautiful story catherine! Happy 4oth birthday. I think we are
all always wanting that perfect poop. i myself have never been able to
eat THAT much, so i am seriously jealous lol.

seriously with the pandemic, to consider, i am glad you had such a
magical birthday and that you had one of your prettiest poops.

Stay well keep making great poops.

My poops are stable. but i want to make them better, so i will have to
consider the catherine technique lol.

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Anonymous College Student

Professor

On Friday’s I usually have lunch with my psychology professor. We have a
close relationship and she is like a mother to me. I’ll call her Mrs C.
Yesterday, I could tell something was off with her while she was
teaching. Her voice wasn’t as strong and she looked a bit nervous. I
asked her if she was alight when we were heading to lunch and she said
her stomach was hurting.

She didn’t eat very much. She just ate a few bites and that’s it. We were
eating at the outside cafe and normally we’re going to the parking lot
after lunch so she can smoke, but she had said she didn’t feel like
smoking and that her stomach hurt really bad. I felt bad for her.

Suddenly, her stomach made a loud noise. She blushed and told me she’ll
be right back before heading inside. It then hit me that she has
diarrhea! I waited a few minutes before throwing our stuff away and
heading inside. I checked in the indoor cafe bathroom but she wasn’t in
there. It then hit me she’ll probably be in the bathroom on the same hall
where her classroom is.

I was right and I found Mrs. C in the bathroom with diarrhea. She seemed
really distressed and embarrassed, but she was glad I decided to check up
on her. Her diarrhea was loud, wet, and smelly. She told me she’ll
probably go to her room to rest and she’ll have to find a sub. I asked
her what caused her to have diarrhea and she told me that her breakfast
did taste a bit funny. Mrs. C was in there for about 8 more minutes
before coming out. Her face was red and she had took her hair down from
the ponytail. I didn’t see her for the rest of the day but I’ll probably
email her and ask how she is doing.

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Thunder

Poo of the Year

Was a bit backed up and bloated yesterday so had a big dose of the
osmotic laxative in the morning and that afternoon things started to
rumble to I went and got a vigorous ???? massage and plenty of work was
done on my colon and during the course of it I was given a fleets enema
and some minutes later I made a mad dash for the toilet and exploded like
an upside down fire hydrant . It was spectacular and what a relief but it
really stank. Left feeling a lot better.

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Celine
to Ashley

You’re welcome! I enjoyed it. I hope you have another survey soon. I have
so many stories.

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Saturday, October 31, 2020