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Melissa
Hi – all, it’s nice to be back – hope everyone here in the States had a
great holiday.
Cammy – I agree completely with you about the forced straining. I prefer
not to push at all and even when I do push., it’s only as hard as
necessary to encourage things to move. Pushing is too uncomfortable and
it can hurt if I push too hard. If I use Steph’s tips I find I can have a
nice poop without too much pushing and without taking up half the day. As
for real straining – well that happens occasionally when I get truly
constipated, but that is not too often. In any case I would like to have
a natural remedy for constipation as a standby and a plain water enema is
beginning to look very attractive – mostly because it works within
minutes and it’s not chemical and doesn’t contain irritants.
Bill – I don’t know whether we girls pee at different angles in the bowl.
In my case the sound does change depending on how badly I need to pee. If
it’s just a “Let’s pee before leaving the house” type of pee, it’s very
gentle and just tinkles into the water. If it’s a “Oh my goodness I’m
going to pee in my undies” type of pee then it can hiss a little as the
stream comes out with a lot of force. Just out of interest, if all I have
to do is pee then I tend to just rest my elbows on my knees so I do lean
forward slightly. If I’m doing a poo at the same time however I lean well
forward, sometimes with my head between my knees if it’s very slow coming
out. Either way I haven’t noticed any great changes in the sound my pee
makes. Hope this helps.
Sandra – Judging from your posts you actually seem to get a high from
pooping in your panties, but don’t you ever get worried that your poop
might turn out to be really loose and leave you in a terrible mess? I
would also be worried that it would smell. Don’t you think you are taking
a really big risk?
Moira – I’m glad I’m not alone, I really appreciate your support. I think
you are right on regarding the reasons for my habit of holding my poop in
until I’m absolutely bursting. You are probably also right when you say
my problem of sitting on the toilet only to have the urge disappear is
also related to my mother’s fixation with my BMs. Also, my summer job is
in retail and you are certainly correct in saying that it’s just not
possible to go to the toilet as soon as you feel a poo poo coming down.
But most of all I really loved your understanding about being hurried
when doing a poop. Because I normally take a long time to poo, there have
been many occasions when others have wanted me to go faster. Well, from
now on I don’t care who’s waiting, my poo comes first.
Sue – I guess it looks like both our moms gave up when we were in our
early teens. No, my mom never gave me an enema, she always made me take
laxative tablets the night before. She still makes my 14 year old sister
Melanie take them and like I said in an earlier post, I think Melanie is
not the rebel that I am and she doesn’t complain too much. Perhaps
because she didn’t use enemas, the thought of an enema as a natural way
to help relieve occasional constipation actually sounds very attractive
to me. By the way, when your mom gave you your enema, did it ever make a
mess – I mean like spilling out of your butt for instance before you
actually went to the toilet?
Jillian – Looks like your mom also changed when you were in your early
teens – at least she let you push the soap in yourself. I still don’t
think I could cope with that indignity. At least she made the piece of
soap small enough not to hurt. I don’t notice my period affect my bowel
habits too much and I haven’t noticed any particular foods which make
things worse. As you might gather I am looking for a gentle, natural
remedy for very occasional constipation which works within the hour. It’s
nice to see you find success with the glycerin suppositories. I think
it’s either that or the plain water enema for me.
Tony (UK) & Buzzy – Thanks for answering my question. – Wow, I’m learning
really new stuff here. I had never heard of pressure on the prostate
before. I had heard about the other things that Buzzy very discretely
mentioned, but this is new stuff. Incidentally, as I’m sure you know, I
like to have a friend with me when I poop or be with a friend when they
poop, but these friends are all girls. I have never been in the toilet
with a boy – so I was really curious. Thanks a lot guys – all my love.
Anna – Yes I have had to poop standing up. As a matter of fact my first
experience at a standing poop over a toilet happened only a short while
ago and just a few days after I’d had a terrible “Accident” in the mall
parking lot where I work my summer job. I tell you, that was not my week!
Anyway, It was 3 in the afternoon at the boutique and Sandy dutifully
came in on time letting me go for my one hour break (Retail is so much
fun!?). It had been an unusually busy afternoon and although Erica was
working with me there was no time to spare for the restroom except for a
pee. But the fact was that since before mid day I had been getting the
growing sensations of a poo poo building up in my bum although they never
became so insistent that I had to hold it back. In any case I wasn’t too
concerned because even when I had taken a nice long pee an hour or so
before, I gave my poop every opportunity to come out but it obviously
wasn’t ready. So I made for the bathroom at the back of the store and
what do I find – the door is locked. I didn’t even bother to knock, I
assumed Sandy was in there and in any case it was not yet an emergency so
I left the boutique and joined the shoppers out on the upper level
walkway and headed for the ladies room at the far end. There were only
three stalls and I could see the second two were already occupied. I soon
found out why, the first stall had no toilet seat, only a bare bowl and
the thought of trying to sit on cold porcelain just made me shudder. Now
should I wait to see if one of the other stalls became vacant. I heard a
groan come from the next stall followed by a short very wet sounding
movement and I knew that stall would likely remain occupied for a while.
There was no sound at all from the last stall – not even the sound of pee
splashing, so again I figured its occupant was probably enjoying a bm and
there was little chance of that stall becoming vacant any time soon. Now
– having suffered a “Bad Accident” only days before, I’m still very “Poop
Shy” to say the least so I decided I would just have to use the broken
toilet and do my thing standing up. I went in, shut the door and bolted
it firmly. I pulled down my panties until they rested just above my knees
and hoisted my skirt up to my waist. Now I had to make sure my bum was
over the bowl – what if I missed and had to pick it all up off the floor?
I bent my knees and hovered just above the bowl. I was as sure as I could
be that when my poo came out it would drop into the water, but I soon
found out that this was an extremely uncomfortable position. I tried
standing up but I knew that would probably leave my butt rather messy and
in any case when I sit I always lean over to poop just to make it as easy
as possible to come out. This wasn’t going to be easy – I have pooped
outdoors where there was nothing to sit on, but I had never had to stand
over a toilet. After some trial and error I ended up bending over,
resting my arms on my legs above my knees and clasping my hands pretty
much between my knees. This seemed as comfortable as I could get and by
this time I was getting pretty desperate to relax my bum hole and let my
poop come out. I looked behind once more, satisfied myself I wouldn’t
make a mess on the floor and with relief let my hole relax. At the same
time I peed and it splashed so loud I thought the whole world would hear
it. Oh was I glad when it faded away to nothing except for the last few
drops which I squeezed out. Now normally I would wipe myself after peeing
but this time I didn’t get a chance. No sooner had I finished peeing, I
felt what I thought was my poo coming out but to my horror discovered it
was just gas. I turned red with embarrassment because I normally have
almost no trouble with gas but this time there was a lot and it was very
loud. Almost immediately afterwards my poo did start to come out and
within no time it seemed, my hole was opening wider and wider until (I
would guess) 2 or 3 inches of very firm poop were hanging from my butt.
Then, which is very unusual for me, because my poops are normally very
firm and stiff, several more inches came out which were fairly soft and
broke off to fall with a huge splash into the bowl. This was followed
after only a few seconds by three more good sized poops, all of which
landed with an equally huge splash in the toilet. Mercifully I felt my
little hole close back up and the satisfying feeling of a nicely finished
bm spread throughout my butt – it was all over. Even so I now felt very
self conscious about the noise I had made which had so effectively
advertised the most intimate details of my toilet to the other two women
in the bathroom. Anyway I took several sheets of toilet paper, bent over
even further to open up my butt and wiped myself. Even the noise of the
toilet roll spinning as I pulled off the paper and the gentle tear of the
sheets seemed deafening. Satisfied that I was clean I flushed the toilet,
pulled up my panties, pulled down my skirt, smoothed it out, opened the
stall door and made for the wash basins. I had just turned on the water
when the stall next to mine flushed and a middle aged very stocky woman
emerged. The first thing she did was look into my stall and ten turn her
gaze to me. The door was still open and of course there was no toilet
seat. I could see it written all over the woman’s face. “You disgusting
little girl, you fart and you pee and you poo standing up – you’re an
animal”. I’ve thought about that since and I wonder what upset her – what
on earth made her look at me with such undisguised disgust. Who are these
“My poo doesn’t stink” people anyway – what is their problem? I like to
think it was probably the fact that I’m young, very petite, and, people
have told me, pretty. I was also very smartly dressed, and to add insult
to injury I also had a much better poop than she did. I’m s! ure the
noise I made left her in very little doubt about that. I think she was
just plain jealous. Luckily this is about the only time this has happened
so I suppose I shouldn’t complain. Have any of you guys got weird looks
or comments from strangers in the restroom?
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Andy
To Kathy: You can pee standing up to just like a guy! It´s easier in a
skirt or dress but after some practise you might be able to go through
the fly in a pair of Jeans. You have to lift and part your labia and push
hard to avoid getting wet but it´s possible. Does any of the other
readers know anything about women peeing standing?
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Ryan(13-male)
This will be my name since we have the JC Penny’s Ryan here. Anyway this
is a special request for SPARKY. Please tell me some stories about you or
other people taking a dump at school. I;d say ages between 9-14. I don’t
know how old you are but that’s the ages. Thanks!
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yes, i pooped my once 2 year ago i was at school and I just eaten lunch
when my ???? statred to hurt . I did not think anything of it at the
time. but latter on that day after school I was walking home and it hit
me again but worst. I started holding my ????. but it was not helping
much. So I started walking faster. it seemed to get hotter out side which
did not help. I was in one block of my house. when it habbened. it felt
like a little fart at first so I let it go . that was not a good idea.
the poop came out like water. I could not stop. I had pants on to. when i
finlly did stop it hurt. so i just let the rest go it ran all over the
underwear an pants. i finlly got home jump in the shower and clean up no
one ever found out.
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Aster
Hi! This is some site! Although the social aspects of pooping are not
particularly “my thing”, I DID want to add a testimony on behalf of the
absolute good sense of adults encouraging their kids – and as often as
possible “role-modelling” their encouragement in sensible ways – to pee
outdoors, without fear, inhibition or embarrassment, instead of believing
that they must always “run indoors” to use a private toilet. Peeing
outdoors is a natural human right. Comedian and social activist Dick
Gregory calls it “An Act Of God”. And to those prudes who are “outraged”
by the “obscenity” of the statement, I merely pose the point-blank
question: “How many flush toilets did Jesus use in his lifetime?!” Yet
the Puritanical English-speaking world still treats peeing outdoors as
some sort of crime. In the non-English speaking world, permission for
kids to pee outdoors when they need to, with sensible discretion,
ROUTINELY EXISTS. In much of Europe (France, Belgium and Finland are
especial! ly free), this tacit social permission extends even to grown-up
males, as well as to the more adventurous women who are willing to learn
the genteel art of “peeing standing up” without disrobing (see the great
web site dedicated to this gender-equality topic at restroom). But our
English-speaking world remains a basion of absurdly priggish uptightness.
Anyway, I would urge and encourage socially enlightened, free-thinking
males in our Puritanical culture to start “role-modelling” a much more
easy and comfortable attitude toward peeing outdoors, in reasonably
discreet places and circumstances. I think it’s especially important for
adults to do it consciously when kids will take note, since kids’ values
are still malleable around the issue of their natural human freedom. I
also think it’s particularly important to “role model” expressions of
such appropriate freedom for our children, since it clearly conveys to
them an implied “adult permission” to adopt this comfortable and
liberated behavior themselves. English-speaking children still grow up in
a very Puritanical and body-negative environment. And those of us who
appreciate the beauty of our natural physical equipment, and the stuff it
does, need to take positive steps to counter this negativity.
I can tell you that as recently as the 1950s and 1960s, it was very
common for pre-adolescent boys playing pick-up games outdoors (at least
in the absence of adults) to just say to their pals, “I’m gonna take a
piss”…and walk a little bit off, perhaps to a tree or a rear building
wall, or behind a baseball dugout, and relieve themselves in the presence
of their peers. I was a boy. I was there. I lived it. My very favorite
memory involves “awesome parabolas” regularly squirted by several boys in
turn, whenever nature called, out the door of a tree house in the woods,
to the ground twenty feet below! Perhaps this delightful mischief still
takes place in “boy groups” today. But the evidence I receive now is of a
much greater uptightness and paranaoia about doing it. Kids are being
brainwashed with social propaganda about maintaining “totalitarian
genital privacy”, which goes WAY beyond any common-sense advice about not
allowing themselves to be messed with by other people.
The recent paranoid social uptightness has gotten SO bad that in newly
constructed elementary and high schools, the venerable traditional
“urinal wall” or “communal trough” of large boys’ bathrooms has been
replaced with private urinals set inside individual walled barriers or
“shame shields”. These “shame shields” guarantee that NO boy will EVER
AGAIN have a casual chance to see a schoolmate’s penis. They also send
the subliminal social/sexual message that it is SHAMEFUL to see (or to be
curious to see) another boy’s penis. This is utterly paranoid and
quasi-fascist bullshit; and yet it’s now becoming the repressive norm in
a society going “crackers” over the simple fact that human beings are
born with wonderful sexual equipment. It is simply NOT SHAMEFUL OR SINFUL
to use our equipment in a socially relaxed and appropriate way, nor to be
curious about how our “peers” look. It is a perfectly normal and natural
human curiosity, especially among children. Driving that natural
curiosity underground in such a massive way can only cause emotional
repression and neurosis.
How do you help to restore some semblance of natural freedom and sanity
in this situation? Well, unless you’re lucky enough to live in France,
Belgium or Finland, you’re not going to “role-model” much of anything
except discredited “social degeneracy” by pissing in the gutter of a main
street, unless you’re ten beers under, it’s after midnight, and lots of
other guys are doing the same thing! But there are plenty of secluded
little nooks and crannies and “social opportunities” that can be used for
role-modelling “the perfect normalcy of peeing” in most parks and natural
areas, as well as the practice of non-chalantly “going behind dumpsters”
in urban alleyways. In other words, choose a place where your visibility
makes it reasonably clear that you’re not ashamed to pee, while still
maintaining enough social discretion and prudence to indicate that you
have no intention of being deliberately offensive or obnoxious or boorish
about it. Each possible situation needs to be “tuned” vibrationally for
its degree of comfort and safety. This should be, after all, an
ENJOYABLE, SENSUAL, PLEASURABLE HUMAN ACTIVITY…not one fraught with
socially-induced fear and paranoia!
I’d be curious to hear from other guys who may have perspectives (and
direct evidence) to share concerning two major points. First, whether it
was their own growing-up experience (as it was mine), playing with other
boys outdoors, that “freedom to piss in the presence of other boys” was
taken easily and without much social inhibition. (In what decade did this
experience occur?) And secondly, whether they perceive that this natural
freedom (and basic human right) to piss with social and comfort among
one’s peers, indoors or outdoors, is being ruined among today’s boys by
the onslaught of paranoid propaganda, received at school and elsewhere,
which urges them to remain OBSESSIVELY VIGILANT about always concealing
their genitals from everybody else, under any and all social
circumstances, until perhaps their wedding night. (At least I presume
this would be the ideal preference of the hard-core Religious Right, who
seem to be at the very least “vigorous contributors” to this socia! l
paranoia!)
It has been my experience that vast numbers of male kids (through college
age) now ROUTINELY choose to pee in private stalls in public men’s rooms,
when previously the use of a urinal would have been the automatic
preference for any young man. The situation appears to be that if even
ONE urinal of a row of six is occupied, most young men will treat the
ENTIRE WALL (intended to accommodate six guys) as though it were a
“single occupied toilet”, and go immediately to a private stall. I can
also report that in the large gymnasium shower rooms of the major
university which is my home base, vast numbers of younger students now
routinely shower in their bathing suits, and then go through absurd
gyrations and contortions to change from bathing suit to underwear while
remaining completely wrapped in a towel! These ridiculously prudish
practices are NEVER engaged in by the older faculty and staff. I believe
this is the living legacy among today’s kids of our newly inculcated
social uptightness about ever letting one’s equipment be made visible,
even to another male, even casually. It is an inculcated attitude which
is profoundly homophobic at its roots; profoundly insulting to those of
us who celebrate and appreciate the natural beauty of our male equipment;
and profoundly in need of RADICAL CULTURAL RENOVATION and active
“counter-role-modelling”, to restore the much more enjoyable physical
ease and comfort with which boys played together and related socially,
until very recently.
Your comments are warmly invited! Private replies may also be sent to
Aster at:
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Buzzy
To LIZKA-Great story,I’ve had the same thing happen to me every one in a
while.I think every now and then,we all get backed up slightly and our
body purges itself in this way and why it happens in the middle of the
night( and it always does!)I’ll never know.Super story!TO CAMMI-If that’s
your real name,Sorry about that.Sounded like a girl’s name.Hey, get off
the soap box about you caring about girls bouts with
constipation.Everyone has bouts with it once in a while and it’s not
plesant,but who are you to judge what other people feel on this
forum?Everyone posts on here for their own reasons and just leave it at
that–Sorry about the gander mix up!HEY DAZZ-Used the video camera at the
beach the other day and it was pretty cool.Got to the beach and i had to
go pretty bad and set up the camera facing the water and i squatted in
front of it and let it go.Then i rewound it and watched it.At first i saw
the view of the water and then i walked into the shot and squatted down
and you saw my asshole start to pucker out and and you heard me grunt a
bit and then fart and you could see my anus open up and this long turd
start coming out.Then i let the turd hang there for a bit as you could
see my open asshole go in and out.I nver quite saw it that way before and
it was in a weird way, a turn on.Then i let the turd go and it was about
10 inches long. then you saw me pushing my asshole in and out and then
after about 2-3minutes of that some more soft mush made it’s way out my
tingling anus.It was a nice load.I’m going to do this again sometime when
i REALLY got to poo bad.I’m sure that will be a good show.Thanks for the
idea,DAZZ It was cool,(I should send you a copy!)BYE
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Joanna
Sandra: I never poop myself while other people are around. I don’t think
I possibly could except for the one time it exploded into my panties
having a violent diarrhea. I am so shy about having to go I can only poop
when nobody is around and when I am totally relaxed. That is why I end up
getting constipated and why the urge to go hits me when I cannot go and
the urge is gone by the time I can go. When I end up in that situation I
prepare for a long relax window shopping session and when the urge hits
me then, I drop it in my panties. Taking a long relax drive in my car
works out too but has some disadvantages: It is hard to lift my butt for
a minute or so while driving (otherwhise I don’t manage to push the firm
turd out) and, since I have to sit in it, it is a lot messier to clean up
afterwards. This may all sound silly, but this is how I avoid getting
badly constipated without taking any medicines.
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Cammy
Sparky, thanks. That’s what I was told as a kid. Thanks again for
clearing that up.
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Matt (ny)
well today was the strangest poop day in a while. i got up at like 1 in
the afternoon and took a massive poo i assume from the buildup of weekend
foods that disrupted my schedule of normaly going. so i ate lunch at like
4 i had a salad from a pizza place with cheese and turkey and stuff like
that on it. about an hour later i had terrible cramps that told me i had
to go NOW!! so i went to the toilet and pulled my shorts down and white
cotton briefs and blasted 6 waves of the hottest smelliest shit ever. i
dont know if it had anyhting to do with the salad but man it was bad. i
wiped about 12 times got up pulled my pants up and right back down cuz i
had to go again. i went not as much as before but it was more liquified
and hotter than the first. i felt i was done pushed as hard as i could
and then wiped again pulled my shorts up and left.
i have another observation i made. since school ended i have been not too
normal. during the school year i would eat the same breakfast lunch was
at the same time and not always the same and dinner was at the same time.
now since school ended and i started working even though i go everyday
its always mushy and smelly and requires more wiping. does anyone notice
that? if so let me know.
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Danielle
A few weeks ago i was with my sister and parents on vacation in New York
City. We were staying in a double room motel, and I was sharing a room
with my sister. I woke up at 2 a.m. with the worst cramps in teh world. I
limped over to teh bathroom, clutching my stomach, and plopped down on
teh pot. I couldn’t believe how bad my stomach hurt! I truied to get the
diarrhea to coem out, but none would. I made four dry trip s to teh
bathroom, and on the fifth trip i was sitting, praying and cursing, and a
river of diarrhea gushed out of my butt! The toilet wa scompletely filled
by teh time I was done! the smell was so awful that it woke my sister!
She said “Dani, what are you doing?” and I told her I was sick and she
thought i meant I had vomitted, but I explained that it was diarrhea. She
asked me what color it was. She’s really weird sometimes, but any way, I
finished up my painful liquid BM with some deadly farts and then I went
back to sleep.
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Derek F
Hello everybody, I have yet another post, matt stayed at my house this
weekend and I wet myself and did a poo in my shorts. Matt had massive
skidmarks in his pants at the weekend and at school today he was still
wearing the same pants as I saw when we got changed for Pe. Are there any
other people on this site who end up doing a wee and poo’s in there pants
or knickers who are also teenagers? Does anybody have bad skidmarks in
there underwear and have you ever been caught in dirty underwear? Talking
about wiping habits, sometimes I don’t wipe and I don’t think my friend
matt does. Does anybody else not bother to wipe? Sorry about all the
questions but I have posted a lot about me and I was just interested in
some of the people who reads my posts but don’t post themselves.
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Fred_LimpBizkit
Hey Laaayydies!Hi everyone whoever mentioned the Blink182 CD Ive seen
it(The Nurse Rulez!)But I didnt get it, just saw it.Just for the record I
had gas BIG TIME today, I hardly ever get gas, but the 4th of July
Festivities worked me down I think!Torie, Whats Up???neener neener
neener, I have Testicles also!(Hah, beat that!) Anyways I woke up this
morning and my 1st thought was “Get up stupid *ss let me out!” So I
walked to the can and for the few times that I have a softer poopee(heh
heh)I had one after the spicy steaks last night, Id describe it, but
there isnt much to describe, I went, I sat, It came, It left, thats how
the story went!I heard my 28 year old cousin fart a whole bunch over the
weeekend(I stayed at my aunts)I also Saw her on the can, but didnt
inspect, just passed by! Well, sorry to be short, I have to hurry off to
the can now, before I put a divitt in the chair! BYE!
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Tuesday, July 06, 1999
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Chris
I watched Ricky Martin on the Tonight Show last night. Has anyone ever
fantasized about these hot stars taking a dump? Obviously all the studs
we see on TV have the same bathroom experiences we all do! They have to
shit, I’m sure they have been constipated or had the runs, even skid
marks! I wonder how soon before Ricky performed he took a crap? And
where? In his hotel room, or dressing room?
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Rural
When it comes to wiping, I think an important factor is the length of
one’s arm in relation to the torso. I think I have kind of short arms and
it’s hard for me to reach around my hip to wipe my butt that way, so I
reach between my legs. I recall my mother taught me to wipe by leaning
over and reaching around and only when I was in my late teens did I
figure out it was easier the other way. I sometimes hold my scrotum and
penis up out of the way with my other hand if necessary. But it seems to
me that most people I have had the occasion to observe wiping, male or
female, use the around the side method for butt wiping. But I’m thinking
since women have much wider hips than men, sometimes it must be more
difficult to reach around. Also, since females are supposed to wipe from
front to back, maybe that’s more difficult to do in reaching between the
legs. But I still think arm length has a lot to do with it.
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Lizka
Hey! I’ve been a lurker on this site for a few weeks, but didn’t have
anything to say until today when I woke up at 4:30 in the morning and my
stomach was bloated like a balloon about to burst and my insides felt as
though they were full of hot coals. With beads of sweat on my upper lip,
I got out of bed and, holding my distended abdomen, hoping that my warm
hands would soothe the turmoil inside, I walked purposefully out of my
room and down the hall to the toilet. I pulled down my underwear and sat.
As I pushed down on my sphincter, my belly seized up with cramps so bad I
let out a soft moan. Unfortunately, that was all that came out. I pushed
again, which brought on another wave of cramps, but no relief, not even a
dry fart. I stood up and pulled on my underwear, walked back down the
hall and got into bed. Right after I lay down, my stomach went rigid and
a cramp like an arrow shot into my bowel. I felt a strange and painful
gurgling as though boiling water was rushing through my intestines. Then
my bowel spasmed and a burning sensation filled my rectum. I got out of
bed, and walked quickly in the direction of the toilet, squeezing in my
anal sphincter as hard as I could. About three steps away from the
bathroom door, my bowel spasmed again and the pressure on my anus became
unbearable. I was going to lose control! I lunged for the toilet, yanking
down my underwear, and I dropped onto the seat just in time to explode
into the bowl with the force of a firehose. The relief was incredible. I
sat there for a moment in bliss, and then reached for the paper.
Suddenly, my insides churned again and I doubled over with cramps as the
lava in my ???? made its burning, gurgling way through the twists and
turns of my intestines and reached my bowel. I felt my rectum fill again,
but this time there was no resistance from my sphincter and the hot
liquid poured out of me in a steady stream. When it stopped, I strained,
trying to push out anything that was left inside of me. Another spurt. I
pushed again, more cramps, and I emptied some more. This straining and
emptying continued for about five minutes, with some flushing in between.
Finally, there seemed to be nothing left. I grabbed the toilet seat with
both hands and bore down on my sphincter with all the strength I had
left. Nothing. Satisfied, I wiped, stood up and pulled up my underwear. I
made it halfway to my bedroom before I had to run back to the toilet.
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SUE
Melissa; to answer your question, my mom used soapy water mostly,Maybe
plain water sometimes.I always hated for her to give me enemas and when I
was 15 she knew she couldnt make me take them anymore.Did your mom ever
give them to u?
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Sparky
Hi all – Scout Story as promised. When I was in the Scouts ( about 7
years ago now) we went to a camp for a week of the school hoildays every
summer. We actually had reasonable toilets (stone pit surrounded by
sheets for #1) and elsan (chemical) toilets for #2. Elsans are best
described as being like normal toilets, but with a bucket instead of a
bowl. These were put in individual tents for privacy & hygene(sp??). One
year we arrived on the Saturday, and the weether was HOT. The leaders
were always quite strict about ensuring that no-one went too long without
a motion. Anyway, by the Wednesday, one boy still hadn’t pooped, but he
was passing some wicked gas. On the Wendesday, he was given a laxative
drink, made at double the reccomended dosage, just before we retired for
the night. I was the oldest boy their, so I was in charge of “night time
emergencies”. Just after 4am, I was woken by a boy from another patrol,
to inform me that the constipated boy was stinking out his tent. When I
got near his tent, I was almost gassed! Gassy, as he had been called, was
pulled from the tent still sleeping, and removed from his sleeping bag.
He was then woken and ordered to the elsan tent. Just as I went to unzip
the door, there was a major rumble from his stomach, and he pulled down
his shorts & underwear, literally jumped into the bog tent and dumped a
MASSIVE load of logs (several were like tree branches in apperance) in
about 3 seconds flat. This was followed by a very wet fart, and lots of
mud. He then wiped several times and started walking back to his tent .
BAD MOVE. He had to fly back onto the bog and there he stayed until about
6:30am. He still had to dash to the toilet several times that day
(Thursday). I didn’t envy the person who had to empty that elsan. If you
want more stories, please just ask. There are lots. BTW, Sparky is not my
real name.
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Sometimes I find myself in situations where doing a BM in my pants is te
only option. Does anyone have any tips on doing a BM in your pants
without creating much of a mess.
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bryian
I got this In my e-mail….It Is a joke hope you enjoy Little Johnny is
approached by the lifeguard at the public swimming pool. “You’re not
allowed to pee in the pool,” said the lifeguard. “I’m going to report
you.” “But everyone pees in the pool,” said Little Johnny. “Maybe,” said
the lifeguard, “but not from the diving board!”
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Matt (ny)
ok this is like my first post here so go along with me. it takes me too
long to type with capitalization so if you dont wanna read past here dont
bother even though it will be good. ok this past weekend i was at the
lake and there was a bad storm and there was no power. asside from the
been being cold you cant flush the toilet because the well is electric.
we were there for 4 days and i knew this would be interesting because of
the masses of people there and no toilet. the first day was no big deal
cuz most everyone did #2 home before they left for the lake. day number 2
was going to get good though. im a 16 year old male by the way. saturday
morning my sister(shes 13 normal pain in the ass sister at times nice at
others)since i was up asked me if i would go into the woods with her
while she peed. i said ok cuz i didnt really care annd i figured i’d be
nice to her and maybe she wouldnt be a brat the whole weekend. so i went
out with her and she pulled down her sweat pants and panties and squated.
i had seen her pee before as she had seen me seeing as how we shared a
bathroom home. she started to pee and it was like a waterfall of yellow
pee. she peeded for like 1 minute strong then it trinkled down to
nothing. she was like did you bring me something to wipe with i had a
napkin i gave her she wiped *note* back to front and then gave it back to
me! then about noon everyone was down on the dock and the people next
door came over. they have a daughter whos 15 and a nice pretty girl. i
aksed her if she wanted to go for a ride on our jetski she said ok. so we
were going it was pretty bumpy and i felt like i needed to take a crap
but i wasnt gonna pull onto shore witha girl with me so i held it. like
10 minutes later she goes oh my god i have gotta go to the bathroom! so i
siad what do you want me to do about it. she siad go over to that island
and i’ll go there. i pulled over and tied up the jetski. she started to
go into the woods and was like arent you coming. i was like yeah if you
want me to i’ll go. my plan was when she was gone i was gonna go and go
fast but that wasnt gonna work. we were walking into the woods and i told
her i had to go too and she was like #1 or #2 i said both but relaly #2.
she said me too and i was like blown away it must have been bad for a
girl to do it in the woods. she said ok do you wanna go ro do you want me
to go first. i dont know what she was thinking i would never have watched
her but i will if shes gonna watch me so i said i guess me. i pulled my
shorts down and took them off to prevent a spill on them from anything
dropping or hitting them. so i peed and the squated and this super hard
dry log started to come out of me. it was thick and semi long and totaly
clean i finished when it dropped looked to see it and said your turn.
when i looked at her she was totaly frozen in place then she snapped out
of it. she pulled off her bottoms and squated starting to pee she went
for like 25 seconds and the she strained a little. she said she hadnt
gone on 5 days and she was hurting bad. i felt sorry for her because i
know how it is and i know it hurt and i know that doing it in the woods
when i guy is there arent the best circumstances. i suggested we go back
to the jetski and sit and see if it’ll work its way out itself. she said
she thought she was going to be sick which made me feel even worse for
her and i was trying to figre out how she could go easily. we went and
sat down near the water. i told her to lay on her back and i rubbed her
???? a little she said that it made it feel better. she laid there for
about 5 minutes with me rubbing. she told me she thinks she can go now.
so she stood up and pulled down her bottoms and took them off. she
sqautted again and then she had this real determained look on her and
then nothing again! she breathed out and fell back onto her bottom. i
came to the conclusion that even though squatting is supposed to be the
most natural way of going with the size and hardness of her poop it was
not going to work. so she sat there bare ass on the ground totaly puzzled
and in pain. she farted loud and long and let out a sigh. i though wait a
minute she can fart like this why cant she poop. i said try to go like
this she was like i cant do that i’ll get it on me. i said you dont have
much choice if you want it out of you. she said ok and relaxed and said
nothing was happening so i sat kneeled in frint of her and rubbed her
???? again. she let out a big gassy fart and then i saw the tip it was
about 3 inches thick an inch out. she said its stuck! i said ok just
relax it’ll move its way out eventually. she sat there for 5 minutes in
terrible pain and i said okay im gonna have to pull it out if its not
going to come naturally. she said what a way to get to know someone good
sarcastically. i have known her since i was 9 thats like 7 years but it
was always just friends and we would joke around and stuff but this was
totaly different. i told her to spread her legs a little further and rest
her anus. she said okay did it and i pulled on the end of it and pulled.
it was rock hard and dry i pulled about an inch out. it had gotten even
thicker and now she was crying i felt like crying with her but it started
moving. it was about the size of a coke can when it ended. i knew it was
the beginning of a massive event and i told her to squat. as soon as she
did it started coming out. it was soo much but it wasnt like mush and
runny it was about 10 5-8 inch long solid poops. about 3 minutes of the
most amazing poop i’ve ever witnessed she said she was done and felt
great. when we got back we got alot of looks like where have you guy been
and i said i saw someone i knew out on the lake and was talking to them.
since this event saturday me and her have totaly hit it off in a new
dimension not even sex or anything but now were totaly comfortable around
each other. she farts with me and we laugh today is monday and we talked
on the phone for hours. so if you think that something like this would
break someone up it does the opposite by bringing us closer to each other.
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Krista
Bryian….Blink182 is the best! What’s my age again?? Anyway….I think
you are right about the cover of the cd and the enem and stuff….that’s
kinda funny…maybe Blink182 is a constipated group??
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