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Jry
Using weird outhouse during field trip
Hello all!
Long time no post hehe, but I have been keeping up with the posts and the
website frequently. I read Tricky’s recent post titled “A Saturday field
trip to a wildlife preserve” and it reminded me of a similar situation I
half-experienced (but mostly witnessed) many, many years ago, when I must
have been 14 years old.
I think I must have been in 8th grade based on who the other people
involved are. I was on a field trip with my classmates in 8th grade and
also the younger kids in 7th grade and the slightly older kids in 9th
grade. We met very early in the morning (around 5:30 am) to go to some
sort of eco-village, spend most of the day there, and leave the
eco-village at around 5 pm to return to the school premises at 7:30-8:00
pm.
When we arrived at the eco-village, one of the first things the owners /
administrators told us is that if we had to use the bathroom, there were
4 outhouse buildings, 2 for men and 2 for women. But these outhouse
buildings had a weird set-up: each had two doors, and if you entered the
left door, you were only allowed to use that part of the outhouse to pee.
If you entered the right door, you could only use that part of the
outhouse to poop. Once inside, the two sections of the outhouse were
separated only by a half-wall, which meant if you entered to pee through
the left door, when you turned right to find the peeing trench, you could
easily see anyone who was pooping on the right side of the outhouse from
the waist up if they were sitting in the hole next to the peeing section
of the outhouse, and you could completely see the others sitting farther
away in the pooping section of the outhouse. The owners / administrators
were adamant that we were not allowed to pee in the pooping section as
that would disrupt the degradation of the waste or something like that.
We spent the day around the eco-village learning various ecological
farming techniques, and a few times my friends and I went to one of the
outhouses to pee. On one of those occasions, I saw a 7th grader already
sitting in the pooping section of the outhouse in one of the farthest
holes from the peeing section. He seemed quite embarrassed when we saw
him, as he immediately pulled up his pants from just below his knees to
his thighs and then covered his upper thighs and butt with his dark green
sweater.
The rest of the day went on uneventfully, and around 4:30 pm we all met
in the entrance of the eco-village and said goodbye to the owners /
administrators and our teachers counted us and told us to go for a last
bathroom break before getting unto the buses. Here, almost all of us the
boys went ahead to the nearest outhouse to the peeing section.
Thankfully, I did not need to poop as it was somewhat earlier than my
usual pooping time, but I did need a good pee as I had been drinking a
lot of water. Meanwhile, friend of mine complained that he was holding a
crap in but refused to use the outhouse for that purpose. As we were in
line for the peeing section of the outhouse, we saw two boys went into
the pooping section. The first one was Raoul, a young latino student in
the 7th grade with dark spiky hair, olive eyes and, although a bit
shorter than the rest of us, had an athletic build because he played
soccer. He was considered good-looking by the girls. The other one was
Johan, a 9th grader who was very tall. He was somewhat pale-looking, with
dark brown hair and blue eyes, but he was also somewhat athletic. Raoul
and Johan did not usually interact with each other but they did know each
other from the school, and Raoul was surprised that Johan actually was
also going to the pooping section as well. Raoul went in first, and Johan
went in later as he closed the door behind him.
Back in the line for the peeing section, I heard the boys peeing inside
start to snicker, then laugh, at whatever it was that they heard and saw
from Raoul and Johan. One of the peeing boys yelled, “Dude, get farther
away, you’re going to stink us here!”, so then I knew that either Raoul
or Johan had decided to take the outhouse seat in the pooping section
nearest to the peeing trench. As the line kept moving, I could hear
laughter from the ones ahead of us, with one of the 7th graders saying,
“Wow dude, I never thought I would see you like that”. My friend finally
entered the peeing section ahead of me, and from where I stood, I could
see Raoul sitting on the pooping section from his waist up, occasionally
farting and grunting. I could not see Johan yet, but once it was my turn
to enter, I saw Johan was sitting on the seat farthest from the peeing
section.
As I started peeing in the trench, I took notice of how Raoul seemed to
be having a reasonably normal poop. He didn’t seem particularly
uncomfortable, but had covered his upper thighs and butt with a
sweatshirt. Briefly I looked directly at Raoul and for a brief second he
looked back at me, which was awkward, but he didn’t seem to particularly
mind. As I was peeing, however, I was more intrigued by Johan: he sat
upright, his legs somewhat open, and his upper thighs and butt similarly
covered by a sweatshirt like Raoul. He had his hands placed on his knees
as if gripping them. I could see him almost completely since he was
unobstructed by the half-wall separating the peeing section from the
pooping section, with Raoul’s spiky hair only hiding part of Johan’s legs
from view. I looked at Johan’s face and saw it contort as it got red with
effort and, in the midst of all the peeing noises, I could hear a very
discernible crackling sound as a massive poop must have exited his butt.
Raoul, meanwhile, was almost done. I heard a damp *thud* noise as he
sighed in relief and looked for something to wipe with. The roll of
toilet paper was in the space between the second seat – unoccupied – and
the third and farthest seat where Johan was sitting. Raoul looked at
Johan, who kept grunting “Uugh” every couple of seconds, and said to him
“I should have figured out that a big guy like you also made big shits!”.
Johan stopped pushing and laughed briefly at Raoul’s comment, making the
crackling stop and probably leaving his massive poop hanging from his
butt. Raoul then asked him “hey man, could you pass me the toilet paper”,
which Johan did. I was almost done peeing by this point. Johan then
resumed pushing and the crackling sound then resumed, but when another
student entered the peeing section and saw Raoul wiping and Johan pushing
he started laughing out loud. After finishing peeing, Raoul was still
wiping and Johan kept grunting with the crackling sound continuing. I
don’t know how long that went on but I exited the peeing section and went
to wash my hands to some sinks located in the mid point between the
outhouse for men and the outhouse for women.
A few boys still were in line to pee when Raoul exited the pooping side
of the outhouse. He looked at Johan, said something to him which I could
not hear, and then closed the door behind him. The brief glimpse I caught
of Johan told me his initial massive poop had already dropped, as he
seemed more relaxed and his face was neither contorted nor red anymore.
But he must have needed to poop some more, as a couple of 7th graders
entered the peeing section, looked at him, and started laughing. One of
them even said Johan looked like a tomato.
Eventually, all boys finished peeing and Johan still had not come out. He
remained in there for a few minutes more before the male teacher asked
someone to go check on him. Raoul volunteered, saying it would be best
since he was sitting next to Johan just some minutes earlier. Raoul
knocked on the door, Johan said something I didn’t hear, but Raoul told
us that Johan said he was almost done. And indeed, he was, as Johan came
out less than 2 minutes later.
The bus ride back to the school where our parents where going to pick us
up was mostly uneventful except for two things. My friend who had been
holding his poop in kept making comments about how he was dying to poop
but was determined to hold it. I just laughed at his comments and tried
to comfort him saying that every minute that passed was a minute closer
to the comfort of his own toilet at home. The other thing was that I
heard Raoul and his friends briefly commenting on his experience using
the outhouse to poop, and how funny and weird it was to poop next to
Johan.
Anyway, that was the story! Everyone keep the good posts coming!
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Reply to Becky’s complaint
Your complaint is valid for both genders. It is a totally callous
attitude about basic cleanliness. I’m a graduate student with my own
apartment now, but three years ago I lived with a roommate who would
regularly piss over, and into the toilet without lifting the seat. When I
would mention it to him he would simply say he forgot or sometimes he
said it was an emergency and that he almost pissed himself. When his
girlfriend stayed over I heard her tell him once that she could walk down
to the BP station to get a dry seat. Yes we argued over that and he said
he would do better. It didn’t happen. I did a seat wipe-down for him once
or twice a day and never heard a Thank You. We were at a Lakers game, the
urinals were all taken, and he had downed a couple of beers. He went into
a stall, swore when he couldn’t get his zipper to work and then with a
pathetic aim hosed down the seat. I found it when he came out still
struggling with the zipper on his new jeans. When I showed him what he
had done he made a lame joke about urine being the cleanest fluid in the
human body. When he and I got done washing our hands we saw a young boy
going into that stall, drop his shorts, and take his seat for a shit.
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Anna from Austria
funny observation
I had to attend job networking event that was held at my old unversity.
It took the whole day and after finishing my lunch at the food court I
had to go Number 2.
While using the food court ladies room I learned that some girls are easy
going concerning taking a dump in the public.
During my time when I was younger, pooping at school was a go. I never
witnessed another girl pooping while using the girls room.
Girls during my Uni days became a bit more open about it but I was still
in a minority with pooping on daily basis at Unit restrooms.
But yesterday there was mass pooping event at ladies room. Besides me 5
or even more ladies where pooping at the same.
Also had to use other ladies rooms at the uni during the even day and
while there was no direct pooping action while I was there I could smell
faint poo smell after entering some other restrooms.
That’s my not so great story for today.
greetings from Austria
Anna
have some other ladies that are also in their late 30s like myself
experienced something similar that some younger women are bit more open
about that compared to their peer group?
This experience is new to me to honest. I have always thought that older
ladies are more open about it than the younger ones. The few pooping
partners I had when using public restrooms have always ben ladies at my
age or a bit older.
Anna
Anna
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Saturday, February 3, 2024
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Thunder
Another session with a therapist
I mentioned in my last post, I had a bit of constipation and went to my
therapist and what I know why she cleaned my bottom with what would be a
bottle acting is a bidet . Quite a bit of power.
Irrespective, I got in my underwear. They were skidmarks later that day.
Yesterday still having problems, and went to the therapist and another
one here have a massage in an important area, I sat on the throne and had
a good movement with enormous effort. She then gave my stomach very good,
rub and massage my colon. She told me not to hurry so much on the toilet
and take my time.
She cleaned me up very well, but when I got home, I noticed there was
skidmarks again. I take lax in the morning of two different sorts, and
after dinner, I went to the toilet and had a small, medium movement, and
then about now later, got a real urge went in and everything poured out
and did it stink. My hole is quite sore, so I use vapour rub which seems
to be pretty good.
This morning, I watched TV and a prime breakfast time a very low cost and
brief commercial came on which had a young man screaming at everybody who
have a hard time doing a poo. It was almost comical. The ad recommended a
certain tablet commercial quite tasteless, but really made a valid point.
Let’s say I know the feeling.
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Audrey
Cammie:
I’m so glad you’re back! Your posts were so cool and inspiring, it’s
always nice to hear from another lady my age who likes to do naughty pees
and poos, even though i havent made wetting and messing a routine ting
like you do, but I did try and a chairnand in the bath which were both
super fun, anyway, im excited for your next post!
Peach: great work as always, I especially loved the shower poo, I’m glad
your experimenting and I hope you keep at it!
Here are my responses:
Do you love using a biet? Yes! It’s not the important part, but it’s just
better.
What sort of thing is a enema? An enema is when you inject some liquid
into your butthole and it makes you take awesome, explosive shits, but
for health reasons, don’t do it too often
Do you like taking poos and wees in the shower? Yes! Luv it!
Do you have any children or nieces or nephews that are potty training if
so tell me a story what happened. No.
Do you sometimes have accidents? Not “accidents” per se, but I do
sometimes shit and piss myself as a result of holding for more than ny
limit.
Do you wonder using a Huggies nappy pull up to do your business in? Yes!
When I shit in one they tend to explode all over the place though, which
is pretty cool, and it feels great as I fill it up with my poo and pee.
Have you thought of making a custom DYO (Design your Own) Toilet? No, but
that would be cool!
I hope everything is going well! Let me know if you have more questions.
Lacey: doing that stuff with friends is fun, do you still do it?
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El
morning with the poos
Hi everyone I’m Ellie i’m 25 and a brunette (at the minute aha) and i
weigh about 75kg but i don’t look that big. Today I woke up to a kind of
full feeling at the bottom of my stomach and some dull cramping. i could
tell there was something wrong because normally i don’t have to poo until
later on in the day so i rolled over and tried to fart in case it was
just gas. this was a mistake because i had to clench right away to stop
some mush leaking out. i got up quick and dashed to the toilet with a
hand on my stomach and i was barely sat on the seat by the time a big
load of mush dropped out of me. if i waited any longer it would have
probably been in my pyjamas. i had to keep running back and forth to the
loo all morning and i think i went 5 times before my ???? settled down
again which was good because i had a day out with my friend planned
(although i did have to go once more when i was out) i don’t get the poos
very often so it was pretty weird for me (i’m often closer to being
constipated) and i had to change my knickers a few times because of bad
wiping and trusting too many farts. I don’t hate having the poos though,
the relief feels amazing when its finally out. anyway thats all from me,
peace
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Emma two
Just made it
I was desperate for a poo when I got home from work last night and I was
walking into the bathroom when I felt a cramp in my stomach and I
couldn’t help farting. I thought I would follow through but luckily I
didn’t and I made it to the toilet just in time. I pulled my knickers and
jeans down and sat on the toilet and relaxed my bottom. I didn’t push. It
rushed out of me like a rocket and it was a lot. The smell was bad but I
didn’t care. I was just thankful I didn’t poo myself and the relief of it
felt so good. My knickers weren’t stained and when I wiped I was
surprised that there wasn’t much mess on the paper. I stood up and looked
in the toilet to see if it would block but it didn’t look too bad so I
pulled up my clothes and flushed the toilet. I opened the window to clear
the smell and washed my hands and left the bathroom feeling much better.
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J.
Reply to Mary regarding modesty peeing
I have several lady friends who practice modesty peeing as you described.
Is it really as common as they say?
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ToiletKid
Timmy’s pushes & my pushes
When it was school recess, I decided to poop and went to the toilet. I
immediately realized that not all the stalls in the toilet were empty. As
soon as I entered, I smelled poop, and I heard someone grunting. Since I
like to peek and eavesdrop on people pooping, I immediately took a stall
next to the one from which someone grunting. I pulled down my pants and
briefs and sat down on the toilet seat. I looked through the gap between
my stall and the next one to see who was pushing there. It turned out to
be my classmate Timmy! He was sitting on the toilet, and he was pushing,
closing his eyes, and clutching the edges of the toilet with his hands. I
watched him for a while, but then I felt like I wanted to poop myself. I
pushed too, but like Timmy, it didn’t work out and I had to push harder
too. I pushed a few times, and after diligent pushes, I was finally able
to defecate, I defecated four poop. Then I wiped my ass, got dressed and
flushed. I was wondering if Timmy had already pooped too? I looked
through the crack again. Timmy was still sitting on the toilet, holding
his nose with one hand and no longer pushing. Listening, I heard
crackling sounds, and realized that Timmy was now pooping. There were a
couple of splashes, and I also got a stinky smell. Then, Timmy had wiped
himself, and getting up from the toilet, flushed the toilet and got
dressed. He went out, and I followed too, because the recess is not that
long.
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Am I Too Picky?
There has been 3 times in the past 2 weeks when the bell has run at my
school. Class change period has begun. I stop at the bathroom closest to
where my next class is and I’m holding in a usual pretty painful pee that
is ready to seep out. We have no doors on our cubicles. This causes more
problems than just privacy. Some girls wait and talk to their friend
while she sits and pees. By bad luck sometimes I’m waiting for a toilet
and a girl is using it for a crap that goes on and on. When she’s done,
she stands to see what she has unloaded and then sits back down to wipe
herself. Then when I take the warm seat I don’t dare try to flush. I just
sit in the stink of her crap looking ahead as I pee. Like 2 times a week
I will have a quarter sized stain in my panties. My mom has complained
about it, but it is the best I can do. My best friend says the bathrooms
suck and there is nothing we can do about it. We just think a 4 minute
passing period is too short of a time to use a busy bathroom. But when
the Covid crisis ended our school day was extended by 30 minutes.
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Bianca
A response
Hi guys. I loved the Disney World bathroom story on here. I’ve never been
there, nor have I used the bathroom at that place. I had an interesting
poop some time ago. It was mushy, and almost silent. Since my favorite
tourist attraction is in it’s off season, I am uncertain about making a
reservation for febuary. This month was too cold. My favorite diarrhea
provention when planning this trip is cream of wheat. Hope you all had
fun in the bathroom. Bye!
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STEPHEN . P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
Driving back home yesterday , needed to have a BM pulled into layby sat
on ADVENTURIDGE portta pottie ,went a NUMBER TOO .
This morning needed a NUMBER TOO as soon as I woke sat on THETFORD
ELEGANCE in bedroom could only wee . I went downstairs had a mug of tea
then went to campervan sat on the ADVENTURIDGE pottie and went a NUMBER
TOO ,it took twenty minutes really enjoyed it as it was a large load.
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Becky
Roommate is STILL leaving messes
I’m so sick of this! It’s like 1/3 of the time my roommate uses the
bathroom, I find mess on the toilet (crap or blood). It’s not always a
huge mess, but yeah, I shouldn’t have to deal with this at all!
I’ve tried talking to her about it and she’s just like, “I don’t notice
it.” OPEN YOUR EYES! I could understand if this is occasional, like once
a week or so (even that’s too much, but I know she has bad eyesight), but
there are days where I find… something on the toilet every day. And
sometimes I really need to use it and it’s anything I can do not to have
an accident while cleaning up HER mess (sounds like that’s my only option
at this point. I’ve talked to her about it several times and it’s like
she doesn’t care. I’m a germaphobe btw and she knows this). I have IBS,
anxiety, and a small bladder, so it absolutely sucks! I’ve also sat on
the toilet before when it was dirty (I didn’t realize until I sat down or
even after I got up), which is DISGUSTING!
(I think the reason there is crap on the seat sometimes is because we
have a bidet and sometimes it… misses. I’ve had this happen to me
before. But because I care about other people, I cleaned it up).
She just doesn’t pay attention to what she does. I’m never sharing a
bathroom with her ever again after I move. If we ever live together again
(unlikely), I’m DEMANDING we have 2 bathrooms. One of them hers, one of
them for me. I’ve been tempted to get a portable toilet outside and say
here, here’s your bathroom lol. But I’m not that horrible.
If you read this rant, thank you for your time. Any advice is appreciated
but I mostly came here to rant.
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Thunder
Toilet Therapist
My BMs have been hard as rock and irregular.
I had not been for a couple of days and was getting the “urge” at mid day
and by chance I was heading to the office and my therapist was located on
route.
I called in and told them my problem and was escorted to the toilet and
digital stimulation occurred and hurt a bit . The consequence of which I
got this urge and need to push. I came out in pebbles and she , with her
finger , penetrated to get it out…she pushed in and I push out….it
went on for a few minutes and I was able to get a really good evacuation.
Her gloved finger was heavily lubricated and at the conclusion she
cleaned up my bottom which was kind.
I wear incontinence underwear and checked a short time ago and despite
her good work they were soiled (skid marks) .
I have had digital stimulation before but this was manual evacuation!
In summary a good and relieving experience.
Thunder
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Tricky
A Saturday field trip to a wildlife preserve
This is another story from back in high school. I was a Freshman. As part
of an extracurricular activity related to a science team I was on, me and
about 20 of my classmates had the option of taking a Saturday field trip
to a wildlife park. We were there for the first half of the day, and
there was no bathroom available during our tour.
After we attended the final presentation covering the various bird types
found in the wetlands, it was time to get back on the bus. Of course, we
had not had a bathroom break all day, and one of the students, we’ll call
him Jonathan, complained he very badly needed an emergency restroom stop.
He was a white boy of 15 years old, athletic and about 140 lbs and 5′-9″
tall, brown hair slightly shaggy but meticulously styled and slicked down
with bangs covering his forehead, with an eyebrow piercing. He wore blue
jeans, a black t-shirt, and a red flannel shirt. Other students also said
they needed to go.
So the bus driver looked for a bathroom building on the way out of the
park. We found this sketchy looking brick building that looked to be
nearly a half century old. Everyone left the bus to use it. In
particular, I saw Jonathan rush inside in a hurry at an awkward pace with
a very obvious clenching of his posterior as if a corn cob was stuck up
his butt.
He was the first person in, followed by the male teacher behind him, the
rest of us behind the teacher. I was toward the back of the line. The
boys went to the Mens’ room and the girls to the adjacent Girls’ room. As
I walked in, the setup struck me as highly awkward, but still nothing I
hadn’t seen before elsewhere(I’d already ben to a number of parks and
campgrounds).
I saw two students waiting for their chance to use the metal trough
urinal standing to the right, and to the left I saw the side profiles of
4 students and the teacher holding their organs out urinating while
standing shoulder to shoulder. There was a lone single sit-down toilet to
the back of it with only a half-wall for privacy, occupied by Jonathan. I
could see a side profile of him from his waist up and also see his lower
legs and shoes sticking out from the wall. His pants were at knee level
and the half wall at least kept his butt out of view, although I could
see the front part of his hairless thighs behind his knees with his
flannel shirt over them. He sat there making one of the loudest farts I’d
ever heard come from someone sitting on a public toilet to this day.
*ROAARRRR-R-R-R-R-T*
It sounded like a steel vault door being opened that had been rusting for
decades and needed its hinges oiled, and reverberated about the room,
seemingly making the walls shake. The entire room heard that, but
miraculously, no one laughed. Then came a loud crackling, competing to be
heard with the sound of five splashing streams of piss nearby. I heard
him quietly grunt with a hint of relief in his voice.
“Uggghhhh…”
I think the fact that the teacher was present and that we were all
Honors’ students both played into the fact that no one was disrespectful,
as harassment/bullying would be the most likely case to any student
unfortunate enough to have to use any of the doorless stall or open
toilets at our school for defecation.
As my turn to pee at the trough finally came, I’d be standing just to the
left of him. Having my male organ out in such close proximity to him at
his eye level was going to be very awkward. But I drank 32oz of water
that morning and badly had to pee, so I got on with it. As I unzipped and
got started, the loud crackling coming from his direction seemed to get
louder as he sat there just two feet from me. Just out of my peripheral
vision as I was focused on making sure my pee stream made it into the
trough, I could see he had his flannel shirt and boxers over his thighs,
and right hand holding his private down and covering it. A very obviously
large, solid, and sticky poop was forcing its way out of him. The audible
sounds intimately gave its characteristics away.
*plshphtplrtplshpltplshplrtffft*
I could hear the continued uninterrupted crackling as he sat there with
his head down, seemingly ashamed and embarrassed, obviously not used to
this situation. I’d never seen him use any of the sit-down toilets at
school, and with good reason, as most people never did. The loud
crackling continued for the duration of my piss, which was perhaps an
entire minute. As I zipped up, he then tensed up.
*ROMP-p-p-p-T-T* *ploopt-tup-PLAT*
The splashing sounded like change was being poured out of a glass jar
into a wishing well, and it was over in about 5 seconds. A look of
embarrassment came across his face as he sighed and whispered “Owww…
dammit…”
The sinks on the opposite wall to the trough and the toilet made things
extra awkward as well, because the mirror was right there. I did my best
to look away as I was washing my hands, but the large mirror going all
the way down to the faucet made sure nothing was left to the imagination
as he tore paper off of the roller on the half-wall, folded it, and
slightly lifted himself off the toilet and wiped underneath from behind
with his right hand. Large brownish-green streaks were visible as he
checked the paper before throwing it into the bowl from behind his butt,
only to roll more paper. I hurried quickly and got out of there as fast
as possible.
I could hear him rolling more toilet paper as the last of the students
finished up at the trough and I walked out back to the bus.
We waited another 5 minutes or so. It must have been a messy poop for him
or perhaps he had a second wave. The bus driver shut the door and started
to accelerate when the teacher hastily reminded him there was another
student still in the restroom. Just then, Jonathan started awkwardly and
slowly walking out of the Mens’ room back to the bus. He looked
embarrassed, but relieved, this time walking normally.
He had a girlfriend that also participated in this extra curricular, and
as he was walking to his seat, which was right behind mine, she asked him
if he was okay. I heard him say “I’ll be fine. I had too much of your
mom’s cooking again.” She laughed and a few small snickers were heard in
the vicinity. All the boys and the male teacher knew of his plight in a
most intimate manner, but no one said anything else about it. He was one
of the more popular and good looking students and I think that insulated
him from ridicule.
If this would have happened at the school, things probably would have
turned out a lot worse for him.
About 15 minute later during the bus ride home, I heard him describe the
restroom setup to his girlfriend. She mentioned that the Ladies’ room
also had a bunch of open toilets, with short stalls and no doors. It was
the first time she’d ever seen or used such a thing to pee. A
conversation among a group of students started on the subject and it was
mentioned that the boys’ toilets at school didn’t even get stall doors,
while the girls’ toilets had them. The girls were shocked to hear that.
Jonathan then mentioned this was his first time ever sitting on a public
toilet with no door, and he hoped he’d never have to again, especially at
school. They gave him their sympathy.
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Annie
HUGE poop after lunch
Hi everyone. Finished lunch a while ago (2 peanut butter sandwiches, an
apple, cup of tea and mug of milk) My stomach has been feeling
uncomfortable and full most of the day. In the morning after breakfast my
worker came and gave me my new glasses, etc. I felt very full and
uncomfortable after lunch and I got the urge for a major poop a few
minutes ago. Grabbed my Walmart bag off the computer chair in here, took
my bedroom flip flops off, went outside my room, put those flip flops on,
turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom across
from my room. Turned on the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet,
pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet. Did a loud long
pee first then pushed out a huge poop that was somewhat solid and seemed
to keep coming. Finally the last of it came out and laid in the toilet.
No splash, thud or anything. Reached into the Walmart bag, wiped my front
first then wiped my butt really well. Tossed the toilet paper into the
toilet, stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to look in
the toilet. WOW! This poop was long and thick, filling up a lot of the
toilet. Damn. No wonder my stomach has been feeling so uncomfortable and
full. It’s still not 100% empty yet but a lot of stuff is out of me.
Flushed and surprisingly it went down. Am now in my room writing this and
digesting after lunch and getting used to my new glasses and
prescription. I hope everyone is staying healthy, happy and safe.
Happy peeing and pooping!
Annie
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Thunder
A Bush Poo
Every proper Australian has had “bush Poos”.
I had not taken a dump in the bush for years but in my better days I have
had many!
In Central Australia , sometimes the ground can be so hard it is
difficult to dig a hole. Other times, I prefer a dry creek bed…they can
say dry for up to a few years….particularly in times of drought.
I looked for the bank of the creek/river and dug a hole in the course
sand and propped my load.
Now here is the story…..it was reported that National Parks and
Wildlife (a government department) has spent a lot of time and money
cleaning up poo and toilet paper.
It is suggested that bushwalkers dig a hole 20 cm deep ( 8 inches) and
drop your load there and cover up, of course. The three fundamental
problems is that the bush walker might dig their hole near a water course
thus causing contamination. The third is the bushwalker might have an
urgency and not have time to dig the hole.
This all leads to bushwalkers carrying bio degradable bags and they poo
into the bag, push out the air and then put it into a sealed container
and dump the bag into a toilet.
My problem is that with my lack of control of my hands I can see the poo
going everywhere but the bag. Also carrying a few days poo on a long hike
can be an extra unwelcomed load.
I will make sure I have a shovel…that is the better option for me.
Thunder
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Wednesday, January 31, 2024
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Anna from Austria
@Erin B Thanks for sharing your Disney story. I personally have never
been to a Disney facility yet, not even the one in Europe ( I think it is
located in Paris).
This year I will connect my buisness trip to LA with a one week vacation
and in that week I plan to visit the Disney Resort Anaheim I am already
curious to see the themed bathrooms there.
Now to my latest story. Last week Saturday I was ice skating at the local
ice rink in the in the afternoon.
During one break I had a big cup of coffee and despite the fact I had
already done my poop in the morning the coffee somehow re awaked my
bowels again. My ???? started to rumble and the urgency level rose quite
fast. It was really annoying to walk fast to the bathroom with while
wearing ice skating shoes.
The bathroom was really quite busy but also big so I had no problems
finding a stall.
The only problem was that the doors and walls were rather thin so I could
hear the ladies inside.
When doing my usual noisy poop I felt a bit ashamed being the only lady
that was pooping. But when you have to go you have to go.
It was the hardest coffee poop I ever had.
It is not new that coffee makes me poop but this time the effect was on
steroids.
Maybe the coffee they sell on the ice skating rink was stronger than the
one I have at work or at home or something like that.
I do not know. Anyway that’s my story for today.
Greetings from Austria
Anna
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Jasmin K
David’s Survey my answers
To start I’m completing this whilst trying to have a poo this morning
will mention my ooo at the end of the survey.
1) Did you ever withhold out of fear at any times in your life? MY ANSWER
– not as such, I’ve withheld so I could do it at home when told to go and
sometimes that made it get very big and hard to push out so became
constipated.
2) Do you enjoy being constipated and having to push and strain for ages
and not interested in having easy poos? MY ANSWER – wouldn’t say enjoy,
I’m just prone to constipation probably due to my diet – I eat what I
like and that may not be good for regular soft poo.
3) Do your poos often smell? MY ANSWER – it depends some do and some
don’t ; if it’s a poo I’ve forced when I didn’t really need to go but
wanted to go like before going out so I didn’t get the need when I’m out
those sort often smell but constipated hard ones don’t smell too bad .
4) Do your poos sometimes get sucked back in or stay hanging halfway out
for a while? this happened to me as as kid but not for years. MY ANSWER.
Yes this happens especially when I’ve a large hard constipated poo – it
comes out a bit when I strain but when I rest it goes back up sometimes.
When I was younger I’d get them stuck half out , if this happened before
school either my sister or mum would break it off at met bum and tell me
to pull my knickers up – I’d end up soiling them as it would still be
sticking out a bit.
5) How long are your poos in cm or inch? MY ANSWER. Depends if it’s a
solid log or pebbles, pebbles are often less than centimetre to a chunk
about 2’cms. When solid log depends how long it’s been in me I’ve done 10
inches and another 4 or 6 inches before the softer mush I get from
straining.
6) How wide are your poos in cm or inch?MY ANSWER , Pebbles – chunks see
previous answer logs I’ve done in the thick part 2 or more inches have
done them nearly as thick as a coke can after several days of not going
but getting soft poo squeezed out past the hard log when straining.
7) Are your poos light tan colour or dark brown? MY ANSWER, usually
lighter tan/ light brown,
8) Do you enjoy having a poo? MY ANSWER ; when I’ve been straining at it
for an hour or more yes I do enjoy getting it out and yes I do enjoy
having a poo .
9) What made you not embarrassed to poo at school? is it that more girls
poo at school than boys as I remember Abbie always would poo at school
where boys don’t usually?MY ANSWER , it was only after I was 12 that I
regularly had a poo at school usually when I arrived as I got there quite
early. Would spend about 1/2 hour on the toilet at school straining hard,
before that it was only if I had to try to get rid of bad stomach ache
but had to judge if I did could I do the required poo at home when told
to.
10) Do you think you have mega colon or stretched out rectum? MY ANSWER.
just googled those and possibly yes. I was always very constipated when
young so possibly mega colon.
11) What’s your usual stool type on the bristol stool chart? MY ANDWER.
usually a 1 ( hard pebbles ) or a 2 a solid pebble log.
12) Have you ever tried squatting, going up on tip toes or using a foot
stool? MY ANSWER. When I’m going for a long sit I wear high heels or my
high soled boots to raise my legs up – there was always a pair of heels
bathroom for that reason when younger. I’ve tried squatting over paper
too but had heels on anyway- really made my ads bleed bad.
13) Does pulling your bum cheeks apart if you do that help to pass a poo?
MY ANSWER ; yes I’ve done this / do this and also fingers in bum hole
pull that open to to help a fat one come out .
14) Are you embarrassed to discuss going for a poo with your friends and
family? MY ANSWER ; no not at all; when younger my sis would be in the
toilet , me on potty chair and my mum stood there telling us to ‘ try
harder’ ‘push’ ‘strain ‘ etc and would talk openly about what we had done
or not done and I’m not shy doing it in front of friends either.
15) If you could choose to have an easy soft poo like I do, would you
decide to swap from what you currently have? MY ANSWER ; No. I was once
on stool softeners laxitives, had a couple of unexpected very messy
accidents so stopped taking them. At least with solid hard logs I’ve got
control and the worst mess I make is a little mark in my knickers if I’m
very constipated as I know this will happen I’m prepared.
16) Do you think grunting when pushing for a poo actually helps?MY
ANSWER; I make a noise but tend to strain with my muscles and sometimes
the breath hold and bear down too. Not sure if the noise helps or is just
and inevitable part of straining hard.
17) How do you refer to going for a poo? – going number two?, opening
your bowels?, moving your bowels, going for a poo? MY ANSWER; going for a
poo , when younger it was poopoo.
Ok so I’ve done a good poo first some chunks and pebbles , I kept
straining hard and produced a solid log light brown about 8 inches and
thick, kept straining as hard as I could for about 10 more minutes making
my bum bulge down a long way and did a second solid log about 6 inches
not as thick as the first, took deep breath and strained down some more
my prolapse came out with some gas and splattering mucous and softer poo,
kept straining until no more soft poo came, pushed it back up inside and
wiped. Light brown poo on toilet paper and some blood Folded a wad of
paper and put between my bum cheeks to soak up any more blood and pulled
my shiny skin tight black leggings up – they pull between my bum cheeks
so keep the paper wad in place until I get to work and remove it.
Well that’s it for this post
Bye Jaz K
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Nils
Question to Avery
At which point would you consider a point to be big? One that’s a foot
long certainly is big to me
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Hks
My accidents usually happen in the morning when I first wake up. I have
to have a towel
I was once in the hospital and was pretty much bed bound and very
pregnant. They didn’t want to let me out the bed, but I had to do all
three. I got most of it in the sink and toilet. You wouldn’t know that
considering how the nurse acted!! You would have thought I soiled the bed
from top to bottom 🙄🙄 I watched as she literally rinsed
out the sink and used one paper towel on the floor. I was too pregnant,
sick, and tired to care. I’m sure much bigger messes than that happen all
the time 🤷
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Tricky
Re: Question for Tricky; Scooter
Q: Did you ever have other boys at your school who would regularly need
to poop during the school day? I’d feel bad for you if you were the only
one who would have to poop at school.
A: For all of grade school, I was the only boy I know of who regularly
pooped at school. There may have been others, but pooping at school was
seen as a bit of a taboo. I was made fun of for it plenty of times. It
became moreso taboo during middle school and at my first high school
because there was nowhere to poop in private(doorless stalls, no stalls,
ect.). It was a rare event where I pooped next to another student during
grade school, but it did happen from time to time. It never happened at
my middle/high school’s doorless stalls. Albeit at that high school there
was a period during Sophomore year where I used to train with the
Marines, and once did poop next to another student from a different high
school on open toilets with no privacy while a drill sergeant gave a
play-by-play commentary. See the story “Semper Fi” on page 2955.
The 2nd high school I attended, Junior and Senior year, there were stall
doors, and there were other boys who pooped there regularly. There was a
boy two grades behind me who I pooped next to easily 20+ times in total
during Junior and Senior year immediately after last class, and I’d seen
him enter or exit a stall even more than that. He was about 5’6″, maybe
110 lbs, strawberry-blonde hair in a bowl style cut. On one occasion, I
had to ask him to hand me some toilet paper from under the stall because
mine had none. More than once, we met each other at the sinks after
hearing each other’s noises. On on occasion, while we were both pooping,
the cleaning lady asked if anyone was in there and we both responded in
the affirmative. A few minutes later while we were rolling the toilet
paper, she asked when we’d be done, and he yelled “Soon! We’re wiping!”
She laughed at both of us as we exited. It was only that one student I
regularly pooped next to, because both of us generally needed to go as
soon as school let out and we both preferred the boys’ room near the
entrance where our parents would pick us up. Most of my classmates there
knew I pooped at school but never really made fun of me for it, and in
fact respected my lack of inhibition regarding the subject. At some point
or another, I probably pooped next to at least 30 of my classmates at
that school, but very rarely more than once per person, and there were
probably hundreds of times I entered or exited a stall with other people
in the room that got to hear me poop. I wish my previous schools had
students that were as respectful, otherwise doorless stalls and open
toilets may not have ever intimidated me.
I do have other stories of pooping at that high school that I have yet to
post, some involving other students.
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Annie
HUGE poop about 2 hours after lunch
This morning I had oatmeal with bananas, spices (I think cayenne pepper).
For lunch I had noodles with a light brownish red cayenne sauce, peas,
and after lunch a small container of orange slices and avocado. My
stomach felt very full afterwards. Finally a few minutes ago I got a
major urge to poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag, took the bedroom flip
flops off at the door, went outside my room, put those flip flops on,
turned off the light, closed the door and walked to the washroom. Turned
on the light, closed the door, put the Walmart bag on the floor, walked
to the toilet, pulled my pants and underwear down and sat on the toilet.
Peed first then pushed out a huge poop that was semi-solid. There was a
lot. When I was done I grabbed the toilet paper out of the Walmart bag,
stood up, turned around and looked in the toilet. WOW! This thing filled
almost all of the toilet bowl! No wonder my stomach has felt so
uncomfortable and full! Damn. Flushed the poop first, wiped my front then
wiped my butt really well. Ewww. Threw the toilet paper into the toilet
afterwards and flushed again. Pulled my pants and underwear up and walked
to the sink, washed my hands really well with soap and water, turned off
the tap, picked up the Walmart bag off the floor, walked out of the
washroom, turned off the light. Went to my room, turned on the light,
tossed the Walmart bag on the bed, dried my hands on the towel, went
outside my room, took the outside flip flops off, went back into my room,
put THOSE flip flops on and now writing this. That was a hell of a huge
poop but it was much needed (I’m not 100% empty yet but hopefully after
dinner I will be. Felt good to get rid of that beast. I hope everyone is
staying safe, happy and healthy.
Happy peeing and pooping!
Annie
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Steve A
To Erin B (Disney World Story)
My high school band takes a trip to Disney World (DW) every 2 years to
perform and enjoy some time away from school, which means that I went
twice during my time at high school. I’m out of college now, so it’s been
awhile since I’ve been to DW…
We took coach buses instead of flying down, even though the drive took a
while, since we’re located north of Florida. However, the coach buses
thankfully had restrooms on them, so we were in good hands.
My 2 DW stories are on pages 2371 & 2552 under my name
Furthermore, I used to post more back (on this site) about my experiences
in high school and college, even though most of my stories involved me
having to go before and during class (while having to adjust, since I
used to have a more consistent “regular” bathroom schedule back then)
along with living in a communal dorm (at college) and having to share a
dorm bathroom with my peers.
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VioletIndigo
A noteworthy poop
So, usually I wouldn’t share my day-to-day at-home dumps here because I
feel like they’re uneventful. Yesterday, I had one of the larger poops
I’ve had in my life while at home and I felt like I should share it.
I was talking to my girlfriend. I felt a slight urge to pee, so I stood
up from my desk and went to the only bathroom we have in the house. I sat
down on the toilet to pee.
I let out a little fart as I was peeing. Then, I felt a bit of a pain in
my stomach so I started to push. I looked between my legs as thin (maybe
inch wide) turd started to slide out of my butt. It was maybe 8 or 9
inches in length. I let out another little fart after the turd was in the
toilet.
“Okay, that’s cool,” I thought, thinking I was done. And then, I felt a
bit more pressure and decided to push again. Soft-serve poop of the same
light brown color started to come out of my butt like a soft-serve ice
cream machine, swirling around at the bottom of the toilet. It just kept
coming honestly, push after push, more and more soft-serve. And I had not
“pinched the loaf” at any point during this process. It was very smelly.
I ate the same stuff the day before yesterday as I eat pretty much every
day, and usually my poops are a lot smaller, I’m a lot less gassy, and
they have less strong of a smell. I have no idea what made this one so
gigantic.
After a certain point, I couldn’t see any water in the toilet bowl
anymore, nor could I see the hole that connects the toilet to the sewer.
After maybe a minute of pushing and nonstop pooping, all of the poop had
fallen out of me and I didn’t feel anything else.
Usually when I’m done pooping, I instinctively pee a little bit more
(even if I peed at the beginning of my time on the toilet, as I had
yesterday). I peed a bit accompanied by another little fart, and then I
started to wipe. Afraid I would clog the toilet, I threw the toilet paper
I used to wipe my front/thighs in the trash can next to the toilet and
then I stood up to flush the toilet (I don’t like to flush when I’m
sitting on the toilet because I don’t like the splashback). I was a
little nervous since the toilet sounded like it was struggling, but it
managed to get most of everything that was in there. It left some heavy
skidmarks on the bottom, the same light brown color that my poop was.
I wiped my butt. It wasn’t as messy as I thought it would be, it took
maybe 5 or 6 wipes. I felt really sweaty as I wiped, sometimes I sweat
when I poop. I flushed the toilet paper and there was still a bit of
skidmarking on the bottom of the toilet but I didn’t feel like waiting
for the bowl to refill with water so that I could “hide it” from the
other people in the house, I just washed my hands and left.
Anyway, that’s my story.
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STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
Last Saturday went to village stores to buy Lottery Ticket. On way back
300 YDS from home had urge for BM ,arrived at campervan pulled
ADVENTURIDGE portta pottie from locker put paper towel on back of
bowl,pulled down my jogging bottoms sat down went a NUMBER TOO.
Two hours later while doing house work , needed another BM wentback to
van sat on pottie and had another good shit.
Sunday morning woke pulled down my pants sat on VOLLRATH bed pan , had a
wee five minutes later had a BM wiped withh four sheets of SHADES KITCHEN
TOWEL then went downstairs tok bed pan to bonfire then washed under water
butt
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STEPHEN.P
POOPING IN CAMPERVAN
Driving home yesterday travelling through GATELY need to wee ,entered
A303 had the urge to poop,pulled into first available layby,went to the
galley area pulled ADVENTURIDGE pottie from locker opened the slide then
closed not fully ,put paper towel on back of bowl and on neck of bowl.
I pulled down my jogging bottoms and pants,sat down.Several minutes later
had a wee then another wee ,a few minutes passed had another wee as I
going could hear it trickling into lower tank.The poop did not appear
until I pushed ,after the first load my body took over .
I sat for Twenty minutes before reaching forward an tearing off sheets of
ELSAN BLUE toilet paper .This was my first BM since SUNDAY in bed on a
bed pan,today I had my usual mugs of tea then went to the campervan and
sat on pottie and had a very enjoyable NUMBER TOO
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Annie
HUGE poop after breakfast
I got up this morning around 8:15 AM, went pee, brushed my teeth and went
upstairs for breakfast. Had a semi-big bowl of oatmeal with bananas,
chili pepper/powder sauce (couldn’t tell which) and black beans. It was
????. After breakfast I took my morning medications, grabbed my water jar
and Walmart bag and went downstairs (my caregiver had gone to bed so I
didn’t want to call her and wake her up. I ha an appointment later so I
will have to do that). Soon after coming downstairs I got a major urge to
poop so I grabbed my Walmart bag (after putting my notebook, etc on the
bed. I only had toilet paper in the Walmart bag now) and went to the
washroom. Turned on the light, closed the door (no more half open. They
fixed the washroom door), walked to the toilet. Pulled my sweatpants and
black underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first for about 30
seconds then pushed out a big poop. It came out fairly quickly once I
pushed. It didn’t splash or flump, just laid there. Bathroom stunk lol.
Reached into the Walmart bag, took out the toilet paper and used the last
of it. Wiped really well and tossed it into the toilet. Whew. Talk about
a load off lol. Stood up, pulled my pants and underwear up and turned to
look in the toilet. WOW. This poop took up the majority of the toilet
bowl and was fairly thick and solid. I’m not surprised I’ve been feeling
uncomfortable and bogged down! Flushed the toilet and it went down no
problem. Went to the sink, washed my hands well, dried my hands and took
the empty toilet paper roll upstairs to the kitchen counter. I hope
everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy.
Happy peeing and pooping!
Annie
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Annie
Big poop 2 hours after lunch
Hi everyone. I have been feeling pretty uncomfortable for most of the
day. Had oatmeal at breakfast with chili pepper powder and bananas. Had
rice (watery) with hot sauce, vegetables etc for lunch. Been drinking
warm water now and then. Enough to keep me hydrated but not too much.
Finally a few minutes ago I got a major urge to poop so I went upstairs
first to check for toilet paper. I have no more and neither does my
caregiver (great). Went back downstairs, went to the washroom, turned on
the light, closed the door, walked to the toilet, pulled my pants and
underwear down and sat on the toilet. Peed first quite a bit then pushed
out a lot of semi-solid poop that came out quickly. No splash, no splat.
Just came out quickly and laid in the toilet. I stood up, grabbed some
soap (at the sink), turned on the water, ran the soap under water and
rubbed it between my hands. Cleaned my butt that way and rinsed well.
Pulled my pants and underwear up and looked in the toilet. Wow! It took
up most of the toilet bowl! Flushed the toilet, washed my hands well,
went to my room, dried my hands on the towels in here, went outside my
room, took those flip flops off, went into my room, put THOSE flip flops
on and now writing this. Maybe I can go again after dinner. I hope
everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy 🙂
Happy peeing and pooping!
Annie
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