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Steve,
To the moderator… this is an edited repost of what I submitted on
Monday. I must admit that the original, when I re-read it, did seem a
little ‘off-topic’ and in parts, inappropriate for posting to this forum.
Apologies for that, and I’ll try to answer the questions put to me while
keeping to the point! Enough said!
Claire… Hi there. Louise does know I’ve been telling the world about
how she has wet herself. She is happy for me to tell all, and has been
reading my posts. I’ve been trying to get her to write her own, to tell
things from her own viewpoint, but so far she seems to think that I’ve
explained these things far better than she can. I think that at the
moment she is just enjoying being reminded about her embarrassing
moments. She has sometimes gone red-faced at my descriptions of her
accidents, but at the same time she is enjoying it immensely.
If we are going out at night, she loves to dress to kill, and mostly
likes black clothes as they contrast wit! h her tanned skin and long
blonde hair, and also of course it is a little easier for her to hide any
damp patches if an accident happens.
She has a bum to die for, and she likes tight trousers, long and short
skirts which show off her legs, and often wears little g-strings
underneath which are easy to pull aside when she wants to wee.
Alternatively, it’s tee-shirt jeans etc, which can take an effort to pull
down in a hurry!
Thanks for telling me about how you sometimes wee when out in the
country. If ever I’m out in the country myself and I see an isolated
puddle, I’ll be wondering if you’ve been there ;>
At one time, just like yourself, Louise was very careful not to let
anyone see her when urinating outdoors. She lost a little of that shyness
after the first time I saw her do it when we were out together one summer
afternoon. I think some girls are now more casual about when and where
they urinate in public, perhaps loosened by alcohol slightly. On
Saturday, w! e saw a group of girls waiting for another girl
in an illuminated telephone box. She was not making a telephone call, she
was instead squatting with her trousers around her knees. When
approaching to walk past, Louise and I could see the girl’s bare bum as
she had her back to us. A powerful, slim jet of wee was blasting the
floor of the telephone box, and a giant rippling puddle was forming.
Louise and I smiled amused smiles as the girl’s friends broke out into
giggles, the girl herself shaking with laughter at being discovered. I
think another one of the girls used the telephone box to pee in, but we
couldn’t really stop and watch. That night, Louise herself did not allow
herself to get really desperate, and due to her very short black skirt
and g-string, was able to pull the
g-string aside and discreetly let out little short spurts without anyone
noticing. Normally, she can stop herself doing a flood, but if she is
really bursting, once she starts to wee she can’t he! lp but keep on
doing it until she’s almost empty.
Thanks for telling us about your New Year’s Eve episode. It sounds like
your friends can’t keep their pants dry ;> Louise occasionally has
spurted in her knickers, but tries to avoid it, as she worries about the
smell.
PV… Hi again.
Glad you enjoyed what I told in the other post. The mother of the teenage
family was a lovely lady, and Louise was very happy about what happened,
as the mother had been complaining of being alone for a few years.
By the way, there are a number of other memories of people going to the
toilet on the nudist beach that I will have to write about in due course.
In response to your wall urinal question, the answer is yes.
Quite recently, Louise has several times used a continuous wall type
steel urinal. In fact, the last time was only last week. Our local
swimming bath has rather substandard toilet facilities for ladies, and
she doesn’t like to use them. When w! e go to swim, we usually go for a
wee before heading for the pool, so when possible she comes into the
Men’s toilets with me if no-one is around. The first time, I stood
guarding the doorway while she removed her swimsuit completely for
comfort and stood naked in front of the urinal. While peeing, she told me
she rather liked the wall urinal, and said she would not mind using it
again. The other times, we have stood side-by-side, Louise just pulling
her swimsuit aside at the crotch and using her fingers to aim.
We agree with you about the noises the streams make on those things, and
we’ve found it strangely romantic to watch each other’s yellow streams
blasting the steel, our urine sheeting down and mixing in the trough
below to drain away down the grid. You’re right, you can’t miss!
I was interested in what you said about weeing with an audience while at
the steel urinal. Do you want to tell us any more about it?
I have a relevant tale to tell from when I was! about 20, and I was in
that men’s room at the baths. I had taken out my penis from over the top
of my trunks and I stood ready for a much needed pee before I went for my
swim. There was then the unexpected entrance of a girl aged around 13
years with a small boy of about 5 who seemed to be her brother. I had
just got started, and the girl took her brother to stand in front of the
steel urinal. The boy urinated while the girl supervised. She looked
across at me, and must have seen everything, watching me until I finished
and put my penis away. I didn’t mind much really, as even back then I was
quite relaxed about weeing in front of girlfriends, but some guys would
have dried up.
Alan & Lynn… What fascinating stories. Louise and I have never dumped
together like that. The next time we both want to go at the same time,
we’ll try it and let you know how
we get on!
Bye for now,
Steve.
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Observer
This is my last “observation”, I promise.
MOIRA: Don’t you think having to strain and go “UNN NNAAH” is also a sign
of something wrong? Isn’t being constipated for days at a time a problem?
Now, I don’t mind one bit if people post those types of stories. I just
scroll past them and move on to nice, loud, messy ones. No harm done, and
that’s all I’m trying to say. Poop and let poop.
EVERYONE: Sorry for this ongoing discussion, but I just know I’m not the
only one who likes to hear about gassy, messy poops, and I want to make
sure they are not discouraged.
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Wednesday, March 15, 2000
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Nicola
Hi, I have been away on a training course so have been looking through
recent posts. Chris, I could tell you a first class and very powerful
laxative which would be undetectable in the punch BUT I WONT! such
behaviour is out of order, if you did this to me you would get a punch
alright, the sort that would break your nose! Think about it, unless you
hate your mother and she perhaps forced you to take laxatives as a kid,
there is absolutely no justification for such an action. In the USA you
could be sued for quite a lot as a consequence and administering a
noxious substance can also be criminal in some jurisdictions.
Fat Woman, I liked your story. As I said my mum is more open than yours
about such matters, she accompanied me and vice versa, commenting both on
her own jobbies and mine.
Adrian, I had formed a mental picture of you, intelligent, quite cultured
and Im sure you are, but when you say you see nothing wrong in wearing
the same underpants for 2 or 3 ! days, YEUCH! They must get smelly with
sweat, urine dribbles, ( I assume you are not one of the alas far too few
men who dry the end of their penis after peeing), fart smells and even
the odd skid mark that we all suffer from time to time. As a teenager I
was attracted by some boys but repulsed when I encountered the pissy
smell a few had from pee stained underpants. I was born in the 1970s and
myself, mum, dad and brother all wore clean underpants every day,
sometimes changing them more often in hot weather and of course as I play
a lot of sports I change regularly. Im glad to say my husband in
similarly careful of his personal hygiene and grooming. A shower at least
once a day, and clean panties, socks, shirt/ tee shirt etc. I honestly
cannot see why anyone these days apart from those unfortunates who have
to live on the streets in shop fronts etc and dont have access to baths
and showers, laundries etc, should have to wear the same intimate
garments for more than one day. T! ony of Scotland, this isnt an England
V Scotland issue. I am English, (mum is from Ulster originally), and to
me it has always been the done thing. Each day,when getting up in the
morning a shower, ( I cant see the point in having one at night before
going to bed), bath or strip wash all over, clean knickers, bra, vest and
or blouse, socks, stockings or tights (pantyhose). Its not a class thing
either, we are not a rich family. Anyway, if you are comfortable wearing
the same underpants for two or three days Adrian, that’s your business
but think about your partner, those you work with, etc. Perhaps you have
BO but they dont want to say.
I also agree with my fellow Brits that I do not like diarrhea and mushy
loose stool, stories. Shit happens, as they say but to me diarrhea and
loosness are usually signs of something wrong, as the bowel rushes its
contents through without the proper absorbtion of water etc. If it
persists dehydration will occur. The human digestive sys! tem was
designed to pass solid stools. Now I agree that the solidity naturally
varies in many people from formed soft paste to hard lumpy turds, mine
are usually on the firm to easy side 2 to 3 on Moira’s jobbie hardness
scale, with the occasional type one (hard) at the time of my period.
Other people would consider a 3 to 4 motion, easy to soft formed as their
norm, but once it becomes a load of formless mush or worse still watery,
many would consider this as abnormal. Of course diet plays a big part, as
does drink etc. Diarrhea / loose stools to me is like vomiting,
nosebleeds, painful periods, an outbreak of boils. A natural symptom, not
usually too serious but unpleasent. I wouldnt write a story thus “I ate a
meal then 5 minutes later felt nausea and threw it all up in the sink…”
(I believe there IS a Forum for this) and wouldnt want to read about
someone doing this.
I did some nice big solid ones when on the course. The toilets had quite
a powerful flush at t! he hotel but I still had to pull it 3 times on one
occasion when I did one 12 inch carrot and an 8 inch and 6 inch sausage
on top of it and they all stuck.
Fred Limp Bizz Kit, thank’s for explaining your “tag”, it had me puzzled
too as I havent heard of this rock group.
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Observer
TONY: I did not mean to try to take over the moderator’s job. I was only
making sure posters knew that someone here likes the sound of messy
poops, to make sure those postings are not discouraged. All I was doing
was “balancing” out Moira’s observations, if you will. I think we’d all
do better if everyone refrains from criticizing differnt kinds of poop
from now on…deal?
ON the subject of Americans, I must say I’ve lived in several different
countries and visited tons more (including the U.K.) and it still seems
to me that diarrheah is by no means only an American phenomenon. Again, I
think its a matter of Americans not minding to discuss it.
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Hi all,
Had a few problems getting posts to the board — trying again tonight. My
keyboard may be constipated…
Did a nice smooth ten-incher today, may have been more, dang thing was
soft and broke off after a while, but it seemed to be issuing for ages.
Not a bad one, I’m getting larger poos more often now. Must be good diet!
CHRIS — please don’t do the laxative trick in the punch. It isn’t funny
to mortally embarress and distress other people, soil and ruin their
clothing, and present them with difficult questions from family or maybe
even employers. If I was at that party and found out you’d done that to
me, before I was through you’d regret the day your mother gave birth.
Enough said.
ALAN & LYNN: Well done! What an experiment, this is something I’ve often
wondered about — it seems to work!
SANDRA: Good one! You got quite a lecture there, and I guess there’s
always a risk factor in our culture, but I think there are a ! lot of
women (and men) who wish they had your simple ability to DO it when the
need arrises. Is it a qustion of viewing the requirment in proportion to
the risk, or in proportion to the basic nonsense of a society that has
outlawed some of its fundamental functions? Whatever, you do quite a job!
ALTHEA: 20″? That’s healthy 14-year old bowels for you. What an operation
to evacuate that lot, you must have felt pretty pumped by the end of the
performance. It just makes some of us ol’ folks know what we missed!
(self-mockery, there…)
SUSAN-STL: Stunning. What an experience, an enforced buddy dump for two
generations at once, and all the evidence on-hand. I can imagine the
smell must have been pretty overwhelming, but it ended up being what I
guess is a pretty strong female bonding experience, therefore a very
positive thing. The alternative, getting out and going in the road, would
have been exactly the opposite, a mortification, but I guess a few folks
in that! trafiic jamb found themselves in that predicament, more’s the
pity.
STEVE (ENGLAND): Hello out there — I’m not ignoring you, my last two
reply-posts failed to make it through the wormhole to griot.net! Any more
standing pee adventures for you and Louise?
Best to all,
PV
(saving this message to repost if needed)
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Buzzy
To ALAN & LYNN-I love your stories-i Have to find some woman to do that
with.that was the best story so far from you guys!Keep it up!!TO
LISA-Don’t you love pooing like that?i have poos like that one you
discribed on your last post-nothing like a big,long dump!Great story!TO
PORTLAND-real glad to hear you and your wife got it together.From here on
it olny gets more fun-and take some tips from this forum,,i know i have
and it’s made things more fun than ever!keep us informed!Good luck!!To
smartboy-Cool story about you and your aunt.Wish i had an aunt like
that.TO SANDRA-Boy,girl you sound like you can really poop.love your
stories!Feels good when you poop like that?TO ALTHEA-Always enjoy your
pasts-wish i could see you go-you sound like you poop a bucketful!love to
see and hear some of that!To JOE K-Had a sushi dump yesterday a.m.told
you i’ve been going a lot lately and it’s a bit different too.Usually i
do a pre poop fart and do a long sausage and then sit there for a bit!
and let out some soft mush and squgglies and then take a break and fart
again and let out some mucus and i’m done but lately i sit down and this
long ,soft bunch of mush comes out for about 30 secs along with hissing
gas and i mean a LOT of shit and then i’m done-strange.anyway i got up
yesterday a.m.and headed right for the bowl and sat down and the poop was
coming out my ass as i was sitting down and it went on as one real long
snake of sausage like poop and as it fell out at the end i did and 5sec
long loud fart followed by a ball followed by a 2 foot long squgglie and
some mucus.My anus felt like it was going to fall out!Sushi really makes
me go a lot!Great stories all!Please tell me more!BYE
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Steve,
Claire, PV… I did reply to your questions and comments in my last post,
but it does not seem to have appeared yet. Perhaps the moderator thought
I told too much about certain things, in which case I would like to make
my apologies. If the post does not appear in the next day or so, I’ll
answer again, as I think you both made some important points. Enjoy your
weeing, the pair of you.
I must tell everyone about something that happened last night. It’s very
fresh in my mind of course, and was a hell of a surprise, and not just
for me.
My girlfriend Louise’s mother, who is pretty much a very well preserved
early fifties version of her daughter, came by to see us. I had been out
at the back of the house for a moment, and had left Louise and her mother
chatting. I went back into the house to the toilet upstairs, thinking
they were both still in the lounge. When I reached the bathroom door, I
heard a noise which made me think the water had been left running in the
sin! k. Anyway, I pushed open the door, and I had a stunning back view of
Louise’s mother doing a standing pee into the toilet. Her skirt was
lifted up, her knickers were pulled aside and she was obviously aiming
with her fingers. Unavoidably looking at her bare bum and between her
legs I caught a quick glimpse of her private parts and short blonde pubic
hair, but the most obvious thing was her yellow urine stream squirting
down noisily into the bowl. The shock of the door opening made her jump
slightly, and when she turned around I muttered an apology, but she just
laughed, still weeing as I left the room and closed the door. When she
came out with her clothes adjusted, she told me, “Your face was a
picture!” and giggled as I went in and closed the door behind me. She
hadn’t flushed, and her urine and wipe paper were still there in the
bowl. I wondered if I would have an intruder while I was weeing, as
Louise’s mother sometimes is a bit of a joker. Louise has been teasing me
about! it and thought it was hilarious that I was so abashed.
Due to my experiences on the nudist beach, I’m not at all shy now about
urinating in front of an audience where socially acceptable, but somehow
not with Louise’s mother, and certainly not my own!
Louise had always maintained she learned her standing pee technique from
a women’s magazine, but I think I’ve just found out otherwise!
Bye for now,
Steve.
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L
Line: Trainspotting is my favorite movie, so needless to say I’ve seen it
about a million times. My interpretation of that seen is that he’s still
kind of high off the heroine and he’s hallucinating.
Also for all of the people that look for movies w/ women peeing on the
toilet, the new Eyes Wide Shut has a scene with Nicole Kidman on the
toilet. It’s a bad movie, but I thought I’d let y’all know.
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John / Ednas Husband.
I’ve a question of the forum and would appreciate if some of you would
try to help me with some answers. When I was in my teens and twenties,
taking a shit was a soul-satisfying experience. I am of slight build and
never was a big eater, but I used to expel good-sized, solid turds. Not
huge, but big enough to really be felt as they came out, solid enough to
really massage the spincter walls, and long enough to be proud of if
someone was watching. I used to deliberately hold my poop if I would be
going somewhere, preferring to take a crap in the woods or some other
secluded spot rather than on a toilet, and I was never bashful about it.
My companions, male and female, often would somewhow (power of
suggestion?) be encouraged to imitate my actions within a few minutes.
Very enjoyable all around. Now in my late thirties and married, things
are different. I still am small, but I eat quite a bit more than I used
to and yet I am disappointed because pooping is not the experience it
once was. My movements are kind of mushy and can hardly be felt as they
expel, and in size are nothing compared to what I used to routinely do.
And I would not care to have someone else see them, because they really
dont look like a pile of poop ought to look. Yet I enjoy a good diet and
appetite and am in good health medically. Edna is just a bit younger and
if you’ve been reading our posts, only recently have I been able to
examine closely her beautiful handiwork which puts mine to shame. Do our
bodies undergo some kind of biological change as we age? Is there some
way to restore the satisfying bowel movements of my “youth”? Everything
else on me works okay. I am too embarassed to discuss this aspect with a
doctor, but hopefully you folks on this forum are more inclined to being
understanding, and offer some suggestions or information. Ciao. By the
way, I just watched Edna poop out some beautiful logs before she left to
go grocery shopping, they really made! me jealous of her, and that is
what finally prodded me into this post.
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Candy
To Althea – You said that railway terminal toilets were not fun!
Actually, i found that one to be very clean and well kept, and it also
served a really useful purpose in that before, I had always been way too
embarrased to have a BM in public – god knows why, but i’d always do it
at home, or hold it till I got home. But having to go so desperately the
other day kind of got me out of that habit, and I must say, I rather
enjoyed the experience! So today, when I was getting ready for work I had
the urge to go, but I thought I’d hold it in until I got until the
station again. So I went in and sat down, and I really felt like I needed
to go bad, but nothing happened. I guess I must be constipated or
something. I sat there for about 10 minutes trying to push it out, and
while I was taking a breather, I heard someone come into the next stall
and sit down in silence for a few minutes, and then she also started to
go! Now ive always been excited by listening to other people dump, it ju!
st feels so naughty to be listening to something so private! I listened
as she let go about 5 plops in rapid succession, then heard some frantic
wiping that seemed to go on forever! I was still trying to get mine out,
and I was grunting a little and making some noises under my breath trying
to do it. I suppose that put her at ease and then she started again,
plop, plop, plop, i heard about 10 more good sized turds fall into the
bowl. She wiped 11 times, flushed twice and left. Well, mine was
definately not happening, although I had managed to produce one small
one, which seemed to leave quite a mess as I had to wipe about 9 times.
All in all I was in there for 18 minutes – for nothing!!
Later on in the day, I was at work when my stomach told me that it was
ready to go, so I made some excuses “Im going out for lunch” cos there
was no way I was going at work! I still havent quite got that liberated.
Anyway, I hurried to the nearest rail station, and I really do mean
hurried! , and when I got there, oh no, the toliets were closed for
cleaning! What the hell do I do now, I could feel it starting to come
out! I legged it back to the tube station where I found some toilets,
rushed into the end stall, pulled my pants down and sat down, I just made
it and I was so relieved as 2 huge ones just fell out of me, hitting the
water with loud splashes. I stood up and looked in the bowl and they were
about 8 inches long each and 2 or 3 inches wide. I still felt there was
more to come, and after about 15 minutes of sitting there another 6
incher came out of me. It felt so good! It was that horrible shiny paper
so I had to wipe 15 times. There was an attendant in there for the whole
time! I was in there 20 minutes, and then I went back to work.
I had some really strange dumping experiences today, i can tell you!
Later on, on the way home, I really felt like I had to go again, I
suppose it was the litre of orange juice I drank at lunchtime. So I found
another! toilet and sat down, and this time nothing happened, but i knew
i really had to go. I was straining really hard for about 12 minutes
until one plopped out. I was just about to wipe up and go when I heard
someone come into the stall next to me and let off the most massive load
I’ve ever heard. About 20 large, firm, loud plops echoed around the room
in about 2 minutes and I sat there trying to go and listening to this
other person shitting their brains out. I’m not kidding, they must have
done about 30 or 35 in all – i lost count after 24. This loosened me up a
little and I felt some more turds start to slide out of me, each hitting
the water with a resounding plop, i think there were about 7 or 8 of them
which took me another 15 minutes to do. I finally got done after a total
of about 30 minutes, wiped about 12 times and left – and when this other
person came out, it was a guy!!! Wierd.
I really feel like I still need to go though, but I think I’ll save it up
for the sta! tion tomorrow morning and tell you all about what goes on in
there!
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Hi everyone! I am a frequent visiter here, I mostly just read the
stories, but occasionally I have one to tell, and I have one today.
Last week, I realized that I had not pooped for five days, and that I was
pretty constipated. I strained really hard, but I couldn’t get anything
out. My mom, being a nurse reccommended that I eat popcorn and carrots
for breakfast, and take a Feen-a-Mint tablet. I did as she said, and
waited all day for it to kick in. Later that evening, my friend was over
at my house (we were supposed to be working on a project) and I felt a
rumbling in my stomach and I knew what was coming. I made a quick dash to
the bathroom and blasted out a river of diarrhea with some chunks in one
long, loud fart. I kept going, and when I was done, i thought that I had
been cleared out, there was so much shit. The next day, I was fine for
the whole day. Then we had a meeting that night for a trip that I’m going
on with my high school. About halfway ! through the meeting, my stomach
started to rumble like it had the night before. I farted, but it wasn’t
just gas..my butt had squited a little bit of diarrhea into my underwear.
I got up, and trying to be subtle, went to the washroom. The stalls had
no doors, so I prayed that no one would come in as I was squiting a pure
liquid bowel movement. My prayers were unanswered as another girl came
in, but she was sick too. She puked all over the floor in front of my
stall. Maybe it was the smell. It was so gross in the bathroom when I
left.
My alarm clock went off at six the next morning, and I woke up with
cramps. I had diarrhea again, a lot of it. I didn’t know that one
laxative tablet could do this much, the diarrhea had lasted for over 24
hours. I didn’t want to be squirting at school, so I took an Imodium.
It’s like a vicious cycle! I thought I was constipated again, but I
pooped two days later and it was normal. Is it common for a laxative to
cause that much ! diarrhea for that long? Post your findings.
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Bryian
Hi Everyone…sorry i haven’t been posting as much, not much to say. I’ve
like Fred_Limp_Bizkit’s last 2 stories, that last one was sooo coool you
got to poop with a bunch of your friends.
To Smartboy: I liked your story, but there is no way i could let my aunt,
or any family watch me poop. I don’t know how you did it.
This morning on this local radio station, they had the cranky cranky
phone call. This morning show is called Craig and company. It airs or
several radio stations in the east coast(usa only). Any one listen to
it/heard of it? The main announcer,Gary Craig called Frito-lay(potato
chip company). To comment on the “Wow” product(Olene) and how it had an
effect on his bowels. He wanted to sue the company cause he was in such
pain, he was talking to a representive and you heard gary craig fart and
poop. All this was fake of course, im sure they wouldn’t actully record
someone really doing this. I thought this was really funny.
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Harry (Pacific Northwest U.S.A.)
Chris>> If I were you, I wouldn’t even think about doing such a thing as
spiking punch with a fast acting laxitive. You may do more harm than
good. Why I say that is about 20 years ago I was at summer camp (I was 16
at the time), when one of the kids at camp that worked in the mess hall
kitchen, snuck a box of Ex Lax into a batch of brownie mix that was being
made at the time. Shortly after dinner that night, as the brownies were
served for dessert, several kids and counselors suddenly had to leave the
chapel service unexpectedly (this was a church camp) to use the bathroom.
It was later learned who did it and that kid was sent home and banned
from returning to camp in the future.
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Redneck
Well, I have quite a few things tonite to talk about. The first item is I
like Sandra’s story about taking a dump in the parking lot and one
woman’s reaction. I thoroughly enjoyed it 🙂
2nd, I was informed that the rule here bars the giving of URL’s and I
found a good movie file. It shows an MRI of a person taking a dump.
However, a search engine will have to be utilized to find it.
3rd, for Adam from Canada, you and I have similar attitudes towards
dumping around older people. I prefer to dump around people younger than
I preferably college and HS kids. They seem much more fun to joke with
the older people even though I am getting into that territory now. I turn
34 next month. I myself have taken a couple of dumps at the local HS but
with the shootings at Columbine, I myself like you are not too
comfortable in walking into a HS and would be out of place. A college
campus is different since older people are accepted and are known as
non-traditional students. !
Tonite, I had class and afterward, I needed to take a good healthy dump.
I met a kid a couple of days ago who is into computers like I am. I went
over to his room for a while to shoot the bull but I never ended up
taking a shit there because he had to take off. I went to a classroom
building to take my dump and it was enjoyable except no one to share it
with except afterward, more in a moment 🙂 After I finished and flushed,
I was walking to the sink when an old guy came in. He walked into the
stall I just used and I am sure he got a whiff. Pretty bad. Something
that Adam from Canada doesn’t want 😉
For Adam from Canada, I feel the same way about hesitating in using the
facilities as in dumping around older people. I am in my early to mid
30’s and most people I work with are in their 40’s and 50’s. As for my
high school, it is a 1000 miles from where I live but I myself gone to a
local H.S. a couple of times and taken a dump but I feel that I don’t
belong there because of my age and also because of the paranoia because
of Columbine shootings and also HS’s becoming more like prisons compared
to when I graduated in 1985. I do prefer to take dumps around HS or
college kids than older people.
I posted the other day but somehow it didn’t make into the forum. Here is
a URL of an MRI of someone taking a dump. It is located at
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Tuesday, March 14, 2000
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LISA
I had a great poop this morning. I’d been up for a couple hours & had
eaten breakfast. Was lounging around watching tv when I started farting.
Several samll ones & finially a big one. It came out like an explosion
went off in my ass..very loud & it even kinda hurt. Anyway I knew there
was no more time to waste. I got up & as I was walking to the bathroom I
felt it starting to slide out my hole. I pulled down my pant & a medium
sized nugget immediatly. I felt the next one slide into position & with
only a slight push out came this monster turd. It opened my hole as wide
as it would go & came out in a long solid piece. When it finially tapered
off & fell out I looked to see & it was about 5 inches around & at least
10 inches long. I quickly sat back as I felt more coming. I let out
couple more small logs of 4 inches or so & around a dozen good sized
nuggets. This was occompanied by much farting & ended with a long loud
one. I only! had to wipe a few times as it was a pretty clean shit.
About an hour later I felt the need to crap again. This is very unusual
for me. I returned to the toilet & sat. I let out a couple normal farts.
You know the ones that kinda go
“PPFFFOOOTT” Then I felt the turd start to come…it just popped out. I
expected to see a little nugget but instead was surprised by a very long
skinny snake. It was only about an inch around but about 6 inches long.
That was it. I didn’t have anymore waiting. What a funny shit. I’ve never
had one like that before. I almost didn’t feel it leave my ass.
LISA
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PV, We got it this time. About the buttons, if you drive and queue on the
left is anything else normally on the left?
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Alan
I finally went away with Lynn last weekend, and have to tell you about
our experience. We went to Foxwoods casino for the weekend. Our
relationship has been steadily progressing and we can now openly discuss
anything. We had discussed the idea of sharing a toilet again, and
decided to try it this weekend. We had two experiences which I will
describe. Lynn and I checked in Friday and did some gambling. We then
went dancing and drinking before returning to our room. We both had to
take a dump and decided to try to shit together. We had a huge elegent
bathroom to enjoy. We had both changed to our night clothes. Lynn and I
entered the bathroom and lifted the seat. I was nervous and I think Lynn
was too. The first time we dumped together, it was out of necessity, this
time we planned it. We both pulled our underwear down and sat on opposite
sides of the toilet, back to back and cheek to cheek. We both let out a
series of farts and Lynn began pushing out a medium size log. I was abl!
e to push out three small nuggets of shit. Lynn and I continued straining
and moaning, and we both dropped a few clumps of shit. We both reached
back and grabbed each others hands and leaned forward and groaned and
pushed, as we both released a small log, each 3″-4″ long. We each
continued releasing farts. We finished and cleaned each others asses. We
were both disappointed by our production. The next day we gambled and
caught a lounge show. We had a large breakfast and both had a steak for
lunch. We both peed several times during the day, but didnt dump. Lynn
and I had a late dinner and hit the buffet. We had eaten lunch 6 hours
earlier and were starved. Lynn and I both made three trips to the buffet,
and later had a dessert plate. After having a couple of drinks we both
began letting out farts in the lounge. Lynn looked at me and said “lets
go back to the room”. We changed into underwear and t-shirts and snuggled
on the bed. Both our bowels were filled and we were both cutti! ng loud
farts. After about 20 minutes, Lynn said “I’m ready” as she looked at me.
I said “Lets give it a try”. We would have much better success than the
night before. We decided to try a new technique. We lifted up the seat
and I pulled my underwear down and sat as far back on the toilet as I
could. Lynn pulled her underwear down and sat in my lap on the toilet
facing me. We held each other tightly in a bear hug for balance. This
position made it easier for us to pee. We did pee on each other a little.
After we both started peeing, Lynn and I looked at each other and we both
let out a fart. Our bowels exploded and we both began pushing out
gigantic logs (probably from all the beef we ate)from our asses. Our shit
briefly bound together on the way to the bowl. After just a few minutes,
we filled the toilet up with big brown logs. We flushed, but the toilet
began to clog. At this point we continued our assault on the toilet bowl.
This was a very messy shit, as we each dropped fi! ve large logs into the
bowl. Both of our asses and cheeks were loaded with shit. The toilet bowl
resembled one of those porta-toilets, when they get filled up. We both
began cleaning each others asses and soiled our hands. We almost gagged
from the smell. Lynn and I climbed in the shower and washed our asses
off. We had to have hotel maintence unplug the toilet. He looked at the
toilet and shook his head. He asked which one of us did this, and we said
“both of us”. This was definately the messiest of the three shits we have
taken together. I will update everyone, only when we use the toilet
together or in front of each other. Alan & Lynn
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smartboy
I am a boy of 17 years. I am very much thrilled by this site. Here is one
of my own experience. Once I was visiting my aunt who is 38yrs who lives
in a hilly place alone. On the very first day my aunt told me that since
they are not having any toilet facility, I have to do my shitting in the
woods nearby. I was afraid of snakes and other creatures in that place.
Therefore I asked my aunt to accompany me on my trip to the woods. At
first she was shy to come with me. Then she agreed and came with me.
There was a heavy load in my stomach. We entered the woods and when we
reached a small bush my aunt told me to squat behind it. I told her to
hold my pants and brief. I went behind the bush and squatted. Immediately
on my squatting I let out a short hissing fart and started to pee. I
could see the face of my beautiful aunt through the leaves of the bush.
She was looking to the opposite direction with her back to me. When I let
out another long cracking fart I saw a smile in her face! . When the
smell of the fart began to spread, I saw her covering her nose with my
pants. A big turd was coming from me and it landed in between my legs
with a thud sound and the next log started coming. After passing around 5
or 6 long and thick turds, they touched my ass. Then I began to raise my
ass to shit. Suddenly my aunt turned back and looked at me down between
my legs. With a blushing smile, she told me to move over to the backside
so that I can continue pooping without the turds touching my ass. I
obeyed her. After some time I finished pooping and asked her whether she
want to poop. She said no and we came near to the well. She draw some
water and put it near to me and asked me to clean it. I done it infront
of her.
When I was having my breakfast, I noticed my aunt going out with a small
bucket in her hand her face was tensed. I saw she walking fast to the
woods. I followed her without her knowledge. She went inside the woods
passing the bush behind which I ! pooped. She went near a big tree next
to which there were some stones. She turned her face to all sides to see
whether anyone is there and I hide behind a tree. After looking around
she climbed on a flat stone and stood on the edge and slowly started to
raise her skirt and to pull down her blue panties. She squatted showing
her huge ass towards me. Suddenly I heard the sound of a stream. It was
her peeing sound which was flowing down from the stone. The I heard a
prrrrrrrrrffffffttt farting sound. She let out another smelly fart and
started pushing out turds. Fisrt one was a long one and it fall on the
sand as a coil. Then she stood up for a second and again squatted and let
out some small bullet size turds. She was continuosly dropping turds
after turds for around 20 minutes. After that being tired of squatting
she stood up and looked at the turds she passed and spitted on it. Then
she came down the stone and washed herself with the water in the bucket.
When she turned around! to leave that smelly place, I ran back home and
after few minutes she came home. I acted as if I was in the house doing
some thing. Even now I feel so nice to remember her pooping session. I
will continue to send my stories. Happy pooping, Smartboy.
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Adam from Canada
Althea,
I think that would be a good idea, except I have a full time job and it
is from 9-5. The school is open from 8-4. Sometimes it is open in the
evenings. The college idea is better, because it is open from 7-7 during
the week. I could pass for a student at high school. All I have to do is
carry a backpack, wear jeans with a shirt and a Nike baseball cap.
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Paul 2
To Adam from Canada
Next month I am returning to my old boarding college for a reunion and we
are staying 2 days on the campus using the dormitories that we used to
live in. Unfortunately the college will be on a break but I think that
there are at least 35 of us from our year attending – plus most of us
will have partners with us so it SHOULD BE GOOD FUN in the bathroom
department. Let me know if you want any details on my return.
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J Jr.
Hi, I’m back once again.
I had a really good dump just now at work. Normally I would hold it in
and do it immediately when I get home, but
since I’m meeting up with a friend tonight immediately after work, I
figured I’d better do it now — besides, I felt pressure on my insides to
do so. I figured it would be an uneventful, routine one, but when I
pushed it felt like it was going to be a big one, and lo and behold, when
I was finished I looked at my nice, 9-incher with some smaller pieces
surrounding it like a mother ship! I rarely can do these, but it must
have been the food I ate at a party I went to this weekend (I did eat
more than my fair share) that did the trick. Now I can feel lighter the
rest of the evening.
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Brad
This is my first post here so don’t judge this story too hard. Anyway a
few days ago I went to school feeling really sick. I thought it was just
the flu and that I could make it through the day. I did manage to make it
but when I got home I threw up. I thought that was the worst of it but
man was I wrong. My girlfriend who I told earlier in the day that I was
sick came over to see me. We were in my room lying on my bed when my
stomach started rumbling again. I thought I was just gonna puke again. “I
have to get up” I said with all the voice I had left. She knew what I
meant too so she moved. I got to the bathroom and kneeled in front of the
toilet and puked not even realizing poop was shooting out in liquid form
with her right behind me. I had tan pants on and it was very easy to see.
When I finished both ways I felt better. (a little) I took my pants off
and put them in the garbage and got new ones. She said her ???? hurt too
so she went to the bathroom and I f! ollowed her because i had the urge
to squirt again. She got on one side of the toilet and I got on the
other. We both had diarrhea and I could feel both of ours splattering.
When we finished we returned back to my bed. It was an experience I’ll
never forget.
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chris
FAT WOMEN on what page was Nicola s buddy dump with her mom. I just think
that is so cool. Also does anyone know of a fast acting lacsative. My mom
is planning a party and i thought about spiking the punch with it. It
will have to work with in 2 hours. catch you later.
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