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goldgirl~
here’s a couple stories for you!

my two friends mira and nicole and i were out walking in the woods about
a month ago. it’s something we like to do together. we had stopped to
rest and i had to pee so i walked around to the other side of a clump of
trees and bushes to take care of it – and enjoy it of course! i pulled
down my panties and relaxed my body. pee gushed out and formed a huge
puddle on the ground.

while i was peeing i heard the girls giggling. i peeked through the bush
to see what they were giggling about. my eyes popped out at what i saw.
they were each pulling down their pants and were going to pee together.
my heart started to pound. i almost wanted to say “hey, i’ll join you!”
but i had already peed, and besides i’m not really that way in front of
just anyone. i’m way too shy to pee in front of my friends. but there
they were! they were going to pee right in front of each other! by this
time they each had their panties pulled down. then i could! see pee start
to flow from nicole. she let out a deep sigh as her pee puddle grew and
grew. i could hear the soft patter of her pee as it landed in the dirt.
then mira joined in with her stream of pee. i could hear both girls’ pee
hissing onto the ground. and of course they were giggling the whole time.
then nicole stopped peeing. she let out a loud fart which made them both
giggle even more. then nicole stood up and pulled up her pants.

just then mira finished peeing. she farted too, it was one of those farts
that makes a bubbly sound as it comes out. i do those all the time! of
course the girls giggled again, but then instead of getting up, mira made
a grunting sound. “mira, you’re not…” i heard nicole say, but i knew
what she was going to do. right in front of nicole, mira pushed out a
huge piece of poop. i don’t know why, but i just had to keep watching.
nicole kept standing there wrinkling her nose and complaining, but then
why didn’t she just walk away? mira ! just kept going, with a huge smile
on her face, and i could tell it felt good.

when she had finished, mira pulled up her panties and jeans. she had
nothing to wipe herself with, so she just didn’t. when i walked out, mira
had just buttoned her pants. i pretended not to see the pile of poop and
we just walked along. since mira didn’t wipe, i could actually smell her
as we walked. i kind of wish i would’ve said something to the girls about
what they did and if i could join them next time, but i just couldn’t
find the words. maybe someday i will. maybe someday i’ll also tell them
how i love to pee in strange places, even when i’m at their houses. until
then, i’ll always have the memory of that day.

when i was 9 or 10 years old we used to visit my mom’s friend a lot. she
had this extra bedroom that had two beds in it. no one ever goes into
that room except me. i would always sleep there whenever we stayed
overnight. i always had the whole room to myself. it was a! small room so
the beds were right up against each other. there was hardly any space
between them at all.

one morning i woke up and noticed i was alone. then i remembered everyone
saying that they were going to go with my sister emy to the neighborhood
playground for the day. so i was completely alone. i really really had to
pee too, since it was the first thing in the morning. i’ve been peeing in
sinks and bathtubs routinely since i was probably 7, so this time i
wanted to try something different and more exciting. i pulled the two
mattresses farther apart, so i could sit between them right above the
small gap between the boxsprings. my heart was pounding as i felt the pee
inside of me getting ready to burst out. i took off my panties and rolled
up my nightgown. then after i was comfortably positioned between the
mattresses, i let my body totally relax. my pee started to flow right out
of me. it passed through the gap between the boxsprings and then ran down
to the d! ark green carpet under the beds, forming a huge puddle of pee
on the carpet. i must’ve been sitting there peeing for 40 seconds!

then when i was finished, i just had to take a closer look at the
beautiful (to me anyway) thing i did, so i moved the one bed over and got
down on the floor between the beds. the first thing i saw was my huge pee
puddle on the carpet. i felt it, and it was still warm. it was so wet
with my pee that it made a sloshy noise when i pushed on it. then i
looked at the boxsprings. the sides of them were so soaked with my pee
they were still dripping. the cloth on the boxsprings that was once
powder-blue was now the familiar deep golden-yellow of morning pee. then
i closed my eyes and put my nose right up to the cloth and sniffed it
deeply. then i exhaled slowly with a peaceful smile on my face.

by the time everyone got back to the house, it was late afternoon. so i
was able to pee between the beds like that all day long. later that
evenin! g when i was getting ready for bed with emy, she said to me,
“guess what? i got to peepee in the bushes at the park today!” all i
could do was giggle like crazy.

hope you enjoyed those!
goldgirl~

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Louise – thanks for replying! i’m so glad you share my interest in peeing
in strange places, like containers and sinks. peeing in the sink is like
routine for me. i hardly use the toilet at all except to poop. i love the
feeling of my pee splashing me when use the sink or anything
hard-surfaced like that. and yes, i love to see how much i can pee.
sometimes i will pee in a container and then again later and then compare
the two. i usually let my containers sit in under my bed all day till
right before i go to bed. then i spill them out, in the sink of course,
never the toilet. i usually use only about 3 containers a day because i
also like to pee outside, on the floor, my mattress, or anywhere else i
can think of. if you have any more stories about unusual pee places,
please tell about them! i cant wait to read them!

now i’m going to tell you something else i once did involving pee. my
sister emy and i always hang around together, she’s 9. we get along very
well for s! isters. anyway, this one evening we were upstairs in my room
on my bed watching tv. emy started making bubbles with her spit,
something she likes to do. she kept doing it, and i couldn’t help but
watch her. she asked me if i minded if she did that. i casually said,
“no, i don’t mind, you could even pee in my room for all i care.” she
looked at me and said, “really?” i just said, “sure, why not, i sometimes
do it. i use these little containers.” “oh really? could i do it too?”
she asked. i smiled and opened up a baby wipe container from under the
bed.

she pulled down her panties and squatted over the open container. my
heart raced as the loud patter of her pee filled the room. then she was
finished. “that was fun,” she said, “i don’t know why, but it was.” “i
know,” i said. we just sat and looked at her pee for a while, then went
back to the tv.

another time we were on my bed again, and it was almost time to go to
sleep. i asked emy if she had to pee. she said! she probably could if she
tried, i could tell she wanted to. she started to get up to get a
container. “wait,” i told her, “just let it come.” “you mean just go on
the bed?” she asked. “yeah,” i said, “just let me move the sheet off
first.” i pulled off part of the sheet and covered her with my blanket,
in case someone would come in. then i said, “alright, ready.”

she pushed and pushed, but nothing came. “i guess i don’t have to,” she
sighed. “it’s ok,” i told her, “maybe next time.” just then our mom
called her to bed. she quickly pulled her panties up and told me she
would be back in the morning. i knew what she meant by that.

the next morning i awoke to the sound of my door opening. emy came in
smiling. the first thing she said was, “i have to pee.” i smiled back and
pulled the sheet off. i could tell she really had to go bad. she rolled
up her nightgown, pulled down her panties, and scooted onto the bed. i
asked her, “do you want the blanket over you?” “! no, it’s ok,” she
sounded very relaxed. i sat down next to her and looked down between her
legs and saw the wet yellow spot of her pee begin to form. she let out a
sigh of relief as her wet puddle grew and started to spread across the
mattress. all i could smell was emy’s pee. i asked her if it felt warm.
“uh-huh,” she said peacefully. when she was done, she just sat there for
a while. “that felt really good,” she said, “i really had to go bad.”
giggling, we covered the puddle up with my blanket and went on with our
day. no one ever saw her pee spot on my bed. except for cousin min, who i
already told you about.

well, that’s it for now. i’ll write more later!

see ya,
goldgirl~

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Adrian
Liz, I know the ones you’ve been to see so far haven’t been too helpful,
but I’d get yourself to another doctor and explain your problems in
pretty uncompromising terms. It sounds to me as though you may have
Irritable Bowel Syndrome but I’d see another doctor before assuming that.
Could it be that you have developed an intolerance to certain foods or a
specific food and dietary changes are needed? I’d certainly discuss this
possibility with the doctor. Good luck and let us know how you get on.

Love
Adrian

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Bryian

Hi For some reason my last post did not get posted, i guess things were
backed up. I just wanted to say that On Thursday at school i took a shit
in the school bathrooms. This was the first time this year i took a shit
at school. The next day on Friday i woke up with a bit of gas, i go to
school and in 1st period i have this major urge to dump….im thinking go
to the bathroom,hold it and wait till next period, or going in my pants.
I made it through the class and i go to my next class and asked to use
the bathroom. It was before the bell so she said go with no pass, i was
gone like 5 minutes or so…i guess that would be normal with hall
trafic. I sat down and solid shit came out, i hurried up so i could get
back to class with out a problem. I wiped and went back to class. I went
to shit during 3rd period, and it was loose…I said down in the
handicaped stall and went. I wiped flushed and went back to class and
felt better after that.
The bathroom i went to the fi! rst time has 2 stalls one with no door(i
used the stall with a door). The other bathroom i went to has 3 or 4
stalls in there and one has no door. When i was there the other day
during lunch i picked a stall with no toilet paper, i saw it and grabed
some from the next stall before i began. I didn’t want to use another
stall cause one had no door and the other was a handicaped stall which i
didn’t feel like using.

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scott
hello liz. I have read about your constipation problem and I have to tell
you that I am no doctor but the post by canadian dreamer on 5/26/00 gives
the best advice.I agree wholeheartedley with it! if you cannot find
canadian dreamers post it says to see a gastroenterologist demand stool
cultures to be done have a sigmoid colonoscopy if not a full gi series.
LIZ- you should see this gasroenterologist at once. I have had
constipation once in a while also but your seems scary to me., it could
be just a flu bug or a once in a while thing like I had but dont wait
around the house and do nothing worrying about what it could be. PLEASE
TELL YOUR PARENTS TO MAKE THE APPOINTMENT WITH THE GASTROENTEROLOGIST
IMMEDIATELY! and forgive me canadian dreamer for repeating much of your
post but I dont want liz to miss this information I feel sorry for
her.And I would like to see her get the help she needs. Good luck liz!

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John(VT)
Hi, everybody!

Cheri: I also try to hold it sometimes so I’ll be more full when I
finally do go… Tell me: do you get satisfaction out of doing a really
big log or two? Any memorable stories
you could share with your eager readers?

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Jennifer
I’ve been reading this forum for over 2 years ( wow this long and maybe
longe–I never really realized how long until now) and before I started
reading this one I used to be a regular reader at Bianca’s bathroom until
it was shut-down.
I’ve never posted to this forum and very rarely posted to Bianca’s. I
don’t know why I haven’t posted, I guess a lot of reasons really the
biggest being a time issue. It seems like I never have enough time to do
anyhting and just took the role of reading the posts and not writing
them. Posting takes a long time, its hard to sit down and just write
something and have it make sense, it is for me anyway. Also another big
reason I’ve never posted is that I don’t have any really exciting
stories, sure a couple that are intesting to me but nothing that hasnt
been covered a million times in here. I’ve never thought my experiences
were as “good” as a lot of the others posted here. I suspect some of the
posts are embelleshed and please ! don’t get offened by that but its
probably true, but also I guess in a forum that deals with this subject
draws people interested in this and I guess someone interetsed has more
thoughts and experiences to share because they are looking for this sort
of experience. Really to be honest the biggest reason is that actually
posting would mean I’d be admitting to myself that I am interested in
this subject. I know reading for what–5 years means it is an insterest,
its different to post, actively participating is much harder than merely
watching. Admitting this interests me has really been hard for me to do.
I have really struggled with the fact that this subject interests me. I
don’t mean to offend anyone by saying this because I really think as long
at whatever someone does doesnt hurt anyone else then its up to them to
decide if its ok to do. I’m not judging just sharing how I feel and I
really need to write how I feel because I’ve never told anyone this
before–at ! all, and have been living with yes I’ll admit guilt, shame,
fear and a whole bunch of other emotions for years.
Sometimes I feel really disgusted with myself, sometimes I think I’m not
normal, its gross and disgusting that I think about these things. Other
times I think its not hurting anyone else and everyone has a “thing” that
interets them and this is no more wrong than anyhting else that interests
someone. I mean I have a life that I’m basically happy with (most days)
and even though I think about this, a lot more than I want to admit, it
doesnt affect my life in a negative way and is not an obcession. I’ve
gone through stages where I feel guilty like I’m doing somethign
shameful, especially because I was raised catholic by pretty strict
parents and even whent to a Catholic highschool. I’ve even prayed and
asked why I’m insterested in this and to please stop me from being
interested and I’ve tried not to be interested but I can’t help it.
Again, please don’t be! mad im just sharing what i’ve gone through
because selfishly I need to. I’m really glad I found Bianca’s and
eventually this forum, whcih is much better than Bianca’s ever was
becasue it it moderated and I’m not into some of the more sexual aspects
of this or anythign that has to do with kids or death which some elements
in Bianca’s were promoting. I’ve been able better to deal with my
feelings about this knowing that there are a lot of people like me who
have productive lives and share the same interests. That’s why I want to
thank you for posting because its really helped me and this is really why
I decided to finally post: 1) I need to 2) I feel like just knowing how
others feel has helped me and I owe it to others that maybe have the same
feelings like I was/ am to post because maybe I can help them.
No one knows that I am interested in this, no one! I’ve never told anyone
or shared it with anyone until now. I have been living with the fear
someone would f! ind out, how I don’t know because I hide it very well
and am very careful always, but I’ve still feared someone would find out
or catch on about my interests. I know many people would say not to worry
about other people but i think, a lot of people if they knew wouldnt
accept it as an interest and see it as gross and basically freak out if
they found out so thats why I hide it.
People who know me I’m sure would least suspect that I had any interest
in people going to the bathroom. My personality and everythign is
basically really preppy and I always am done up when I leave my apartment
so I get the preppy snob tag all the time. So I’m sure my interest in
bathroom stuff is not suspected.
I’ve often wondered why I have this interest and have read other posts
about experiences people had when they were younger that they attribute
to their interests. I’m not sure why I have this interest. I grew up in a
really normal boring family. I can remember when I was young! er having
trouble with constipation because I do remember my mom giving me
laxitives and supositories and even a few enemas. I can remember I that I
really did need the laxitives and stuff so It wasnt a case of a parent
being obcessive about going. My mom never really botherd me about my
bathroom schedule unless I complanied of a stomach ache I think the last
time I got a supository was when I was in around 2nd or 3rd grade I can’t
really remember but that seems right. I did have trouble going I can
remember when i was in Jr high and high school and even college and still
have trouble today sometimes.
I enjoy having a bm and watching others go too. It doesnt really matter
girls or guys but I think I prefer guys because its more interesting for
me anyway thinking about them going, but girls are ok too. I think i just
have more ooportunities being a girl seeing other girls in bathrooms or
my girlfriends. I’m not sexually interetsed in the girls but I am in the
guys b! ut not sexually interested in the act of goign to the bathroom
alhtough I will admit it might turn me on if it were the right perosn.
Hard bms are more an interest to me that soft ones or runs.
Here’s my big step I guess I need to tell about myslef sorry about all
the long explanation above but I just needed to write it and hope some of
you will respond and let me know if you’ve ever felt the same way and had
the same feelings.
My name is Jennifer and I’m 23. I graduated from the University of
Alabama last year with a degree in Public Relations and work for a large
company in Orlando, FL doing PR. Ok, its an entry level position I
basically handle the letters of people complaining and call them or write
back and I also have to make sure the company’s newsletter gets done once
every quarter. I’m 5’7″ and 125lbs. I have dark brown hair down to the
back of my neck and I either put it up for work or do it in a flip. If im
working out I’ll just pull it back and ! usually wear a baseball hat. I
have blue eyes and love to lay out at the beach when I can so I stay
pretty tan. I work out at the gym and run at least 3 times a week and
love to play tennis. I was on the dance team in highschool and was really
into dancing when I was younger, I still love to go to clubs and go out
dancing but didn’t exactly make a career out of it.
I have an aprtment that I can’t really afford but I have a roomate and
that helps but I guess like everyoen who gets a real job i spent way to
much on new cloths and a new car that I will paying for when I’m retired.
My roomate is namd Kristen ( she goes by kris and I go by Jen alot) and
is a bar tender for a really popular place here in orlando, we get along
really well except i’m jelous she makes more than me tending bar without
a degree. She’s planning on going back to school in the fall so she can
get a real lower paying job. hahah
Last night I went to the NSYNC concert in Tampa (couldnt get! tickets for
the orlando one here) with Kris and her sister Allison–she’s 14. We had
a lot of fun the show was really good I liked the danceing because i
really was into dance for a long time and they are really talented. Pink
opened for then and the thong song guy cysqo (sp).
We left yesterday at about 4:00 even the the show started at 7;30 because
of one word..Traffice we had both Tampa and Orlando traffic to deal with
at rush hour on I4, for those of you that know I4 you know the terror of
driving on it at rush hour.
We got there at about 7 and both Kris and I couldnt belive thery were
selling beer and drinks ( it was at the ice palace) we both got a beer
and Allison got a coke and an italian ice and went to our seat which were
3rd level just right of center stage, ok but kinda far away. We were
sitting there and I decided to go to the bathroom because it was going to
be a long show and I hadnt peed since I left the office at about 2:30. I
also kinda! of felt full and knew I probably needed a bm but like I said
before I usually have trouble going a lot of the times and I never go at
the same time of day and don’t really have a schedule. I really don’t go
that often anyway because my life is so busy and I’m so hectic plus I
don’t really eat that much I guess that has somethign to do with it too
and I usually hold off the urge to go because I’m so busy and its usually
bad timing when I need to go so i put it off until later and then either
don’t need to or cant go later.
I think the fact that it was thursday and I was taking today off (so it
felt like friday)and it was the 1st time I had sat down and relaxed all
week basically is what made me feel like I needed to go. We were rushing
and stressed because of the traffic on the way there b/c we didnt want to
miss anything and after gettign the beer and drinking half of it I was
finally relaxing before the show. Work had been hell that day because of
me takign friday ! off and monday being a holiday.
So, I said to Kris and Ally that I was goign to go to the bathroom before
the show because after it started during intermission the bathrooms would
be packed. The bathrooms were just behind where we were sitting on the
outside of the arena basically so it wasn’t far to go. Kris said she was
fine and Ally said she’d go too so we both went together—well there was
a line aready for the bathrooms which is expected I guess since 90% of
the poeple were girls. We waited maybe 1 or 2 minutes in line and about 4
stalls came open within 10 seconds so we both took a stall next to each
other. The bathrooms were really clean and had about 8 stalls on one side
of the wall and 8 on the other. There was a ton of noise and talkign with
all the people in there and it was obvious most of the people were
peeing. One lady had been in there awhile and I heard a mid 30ish woman
say “mom are you ok” and the other woman said “fine but this button is
broke! n hold on” and then she came out without flushing so I assume she
was done before I got there and was just trying to fix her button. Ally
and I had both taken stalls basically in the center. She was wearing kaki
shorts and an NSYNC T-shirt from there 1st tour and I was wearing black
pants and an aqua top that was open in the back except for 2 straps that
tied in the back.
Ally was done really fast, I didn’t even hear her pee really but it was
really noisy, just flush and say I’ll meet you back at the seats. I was
just finishing peeing and had the full feeling and could tell it had been
awhile since I had had a bm and needed to go . You know the feeling like
you need to go but thers not a huge urge. I have no idea how long it had
been since I had last gone because believe it or not I really dont keep
track of it and Im not an everyday or every whatever person I just go
when I have time and when I can, but I don’t go that often somewhere
between every 3 or every 5 days! or somthign like that. Not to be gross
but I had the feeling that the bm was there and it was at the opening but
not a huge urge to go so I decided to sit there for a few seconds to try
to relax. I get so used to holding off going when i’m busy it takes me a
little bit to relax even if i really have to go bad I still have to relax
so i was just sitting there and seeing if it felt like I could actually
go. Next to me was one of the other stalls that had opened at the same
time Ally and I got ours and the girl in it was maybe 14 or 15, she was
ahead of us in line and seemed to be alone because she wasnt talking to
anyone so I guess she was just going on her own and didnt drag her
friends with her. She was still sitting there and was done peeing and
just sitting too from what I could tell. Again it was really busy in
there and noisy and all I really heard was stall doors banging shut and
the lock sliding in place and then the toilet flushing, it was really
fast paced so most ! people were just peeing. The oder was of cleaner as
it looked like the bathrooms were just cleaned and you could still smell
the cleaner pretty strong.
I was just sitting there trying to relax and pushed a little silently and
nothing was really happening but I could feel when I pushed that there
was a bm there and I could tell it was pretty firm and a good size just
by feeling how my muscles tightened up when i pushed a little. The girl
next to me was shuffeling her feet a lot then I heard the toilet paper
roll a lot and she flushed and came out so she was int here may 4 min or
so. I decided that I wasnt going to be able to go and I didn’t want to
push a lot because of where I was and I knew I could easily hold it so I
went back to our seats maybe 5 min after Ally got back.
Today i swpnt the mornign laying out at the pool at my apartment complaex
and then came in and have been writing this so I still havent gone but
still dont have a huge urge, i just know its! there sort of thing and I’m
used to it and probably will go later.
Thats all I can type for now, sorry if this hasnt been the best post but
I’m glad I wrote it.

Jen

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Mark
hey everyone!! I just came across this site, and boy, am I glad that I
found it!! Anyways, I got to tell this to everyone here.

One of my favourite things to do is going to the washroom. Why?? Mostly
because of pooping. I go at least 3 times a day…..I know most of you go
once a day, but I have this problem which I can’t control it. Once I eat
something, it goes through me really fast. And I have a problem holding
the poop in. That’s why I have to bring extra boxers and pants to work
everyday. I poop in my pants everyday. But I got used to it.

Anyways, I have pooped everywhere besides the toilet. You name it!! The
tub, the sink, in my pants, the outside (in the bush, behind a tree, in
the woods while I was camping, etc.), in the pool….EVERYWHERE!!!

It wasn’t a problem after awhile. I got used to it. But some ridiculous
things have happened to me. And I’ll tell you guys them.

I had (and still have) troubles controlling my poop, and I po! op
wherever I am. Once I was in shower, and I had to poop. I didn’t know
what to do. And then suddenly, my poop slid right out of my ass!! It
landed on the floor, and I was disgusted at myself for doing that. I felt
more coming. So I turned off the water and ran to the toilet. After I
finished, I cleaned up the poop and continued.

That wasn’t the only time I did that. I did it many other times, so I
decided to do something about it. I found a bucket in my garage, cleaned
it and put it in the shower when I needed to go. It became really easy
for me.

When I work, I always have to go. And I am not allowed to take a break,
so I always find myself in the chair, pushing out all my poop like I was
on the toilet. It forms a lump. So I always bring extra boxers and pants.

And once, in the morning, I woke up, and wanted to poop right on the
spot. In the bed. I was deciding whether I should or not. Just as I sat
up in my bed, all of this brown and mushy diar! rhea came out!! It kept
on coming and coming. I have no idea why I didn’t try to stop it. So I
just let all of it go. I had diarrhea for the rest of the day. And I
managed to poop in my pants every time I had to go. WHY ME??

Also, whenever I REALLY, and I mean REALLY have to go, I don’t know why,
but I push the poop to my pants. And I get really big loads, so the poop
slide down my pants. Everyone stares at me when I do that….but I got used
to it.

Those aren’t the only times. I poop in my pants in front of the
public…all the time!! Even though there’s a washroom, I always have to
poop in my pants. I don’t know why I can’t stop myself from doing that.
Does anyone have an idea? I will take any advice you guys give me!!
Thanks…..uh oh……I have to go now!! Looking forward to your responses!!!

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Bryian

Hi Yesterday at school,during lunch i had to use the bathroom, i had to
shit!! This was the first time i had to shit at school this year,luckly
there was no one in there hanging out!! The stall i went in had no toilet
paper what so ever, i had to take some from the next stall, that stall
had no door there was no way i was using it.
Then today at school during first period i was getting another urge to
shit, i held out till 2nd period and i asked if i could use the
bathroom…man i really had to shit!! I was gone like 5minutes, i was
hoping no one noticed i was gone too long. Then during 3rd period i had
to go again, i have to go at the begining of the class cause i couldn’t
go in the middle cause we were in a lab, also i was hoping no one noticed
i was gone tooo long. When i went during 2nd period it was pretty solid
and then during 3rd period i had diahreah and ever since then i haven’t
had to go again today. But during last period i sneezed and it felt like
so ! loose shit came out but i check my boxers after class and it
appeared as i didn’t wipe too well cause they smelled and there was a
little staining in there. Thats it!!

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Ryan (from J.C. Penney’s)
Hey folks, sorry I have been away so long, I recently got married to the
love of my life, Marie. We put a down payment on a small townhouse, and
will be moving this summer. Meanwhile, back at Penney’s , I was promoted
recently, and I am a department manager. The stalls remain doorless, even
though we were promised they would be replaced 2 years ago. Everybody
seems so much more comfortable, and more at ease sitting on the toilet
bowls, than a few years back. The only embarrasing moment was when myself
and another manager were caught “with our pants down” early one morning
before the store opened, by Lydia, the maintence woman.She was
embarrased, as were we. But we were both “firing loud and hard” and
beyond holding back, so we laughed it off….Anyway, take care, and see
you all soon 🙂 Peace

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No Name Grrl
Hi its me again!! Sorry…nothing about my guy friend today.

Teenaged Girl…thank you for what you said about my Nick and Brian
dream! Why dont you make up a story about A.J or someone?? I would love
to know what you would put!!

Nick…that wasnt Leos dream..it was MINE. at first I didnt know what you
meant by “porcelain” bowl. But I think I know what you mean now…you
mean the part of the toilet guys pee[when they lift the normal toilet
seat]in right?? I hope you get what I mean! Sorry I always forget to say
things like that. Brian did put the normal seat down before he sat I just
forgot to say that he did! Doh! And when I said that Nick came in and
lifted the seat…the whole toilet was closed and he just lifted the main
lid thats all. Same with Brian at first but then he lifted the second lid
to pee and then closed it again to poo!! I hope I didnt confuse you!
Thank you for liking it though!!

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Longtime Lurker Dude
Hello all. I’ve been lurking around here for about 2 months, and I’ve
found this forum to have quite a friendly environment, unlike others.
Anyway, I have noticed something that I wonder if anyone else can
substantiate. It seems that in childhood/teenagehood (if that’s what you
call it) people seem to forget about their own bathroom needs in favor of
some other preoccupation. This often results in desperation and sometimes
accidents. I remember times that I was too involved with school and other
things like parties and whatnot where I simply forgot to go. However, it
always caught up with me and I had to find the bathroom. I never had an
accident since I was like 2, but I have had some close calls. I know of
other people that hate public/school bathrooms so much that they will
always wait until they get home. Can anyone else relate to this?

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Steve M.
Hi. I’m new to this forum. It’s great. I have a story. I was in the
bathroom at work yesterday and I was just finishing up a nice solid dump,
when this guy came rushing in and went into the stall next to me. I could
tell he really needed to unload because he fumbled with his belt and
didn’t bother with seat paper. When he hit the bowl he immediately had
this incredible bowel explosion which was followed by a barrage of turds.
This guy was seriously unloading with a lot of very loud farts and
grunting. Now I’m totally straight but I just get turned on when a guy is
really uninhibited and really goes for it, and this guy was awesome. So
he wipes and flushes and gets up, but wait! He’s not done! He puts down
some seat paper and sits back down and after a few seconds of shameless
farting and grunting he starts unloading more logs – BIG TIME. And it
just keeps going. Then the most embarrassing thing happened — right in
the middle of him blowing out all those turds, I ha! ve an orgasm – I
just couldn’t help it. And what was amazing is that I thought the
shitting sounds drowned out whatever sound I made, but then I heard the
guy chuckle. After he wiped, we both came out together. He was very tall
and stocky. We washed out hands side by side and the whole bathroom stunk
of his shit. He looked at me in the mirror, smiles and says, “That was
pretty wild, huh.” “Sure was!” I replied. After that we went our separate
ways, but talk about a hot experience. Wow!

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Jill
To Cheri.

I too enjoy a good hard shit. I like to hold it for as long as I can
before going to the toilet. The more I have to strain and push the better
I like it. I sometimes have to shit real bad a work and have a hard time
holding it but after awile the urge passes. I try not to shit for about
three days befor the weekend. I get up sat. morning and have a cup of
coffee to get things going and when I feel the urge to poop I spend a few
hours on the toilet. I enjoy the feeling of passing hard balls of shit,
one at a time. This is followed by a large hard long turd that takes a
long time to pass and sometime gets stuck halfway out and I have to help
it along in ways I won’t get into.
Cheri, I am glad we share the same interest in passing big hard BM’s.
What is the longest time you have held your shit before going to the
toilet?

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Canadian Dreamer
Thanks Flu!

I’ll take a look for that book.

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Traveler
“Fabulous” sometimes gets overused as a word, but it’s the only one this
guy can think of to adequately describe what just happened. It’s too good
to keep to myself, so I want to share it with everyone here.

When I left for work this morning, I didn’t have to take a dump, but I
suspected somethng might be coming on as the day wore on because I’ve
been eating lots of grains and fibrous fruits over the last few days. I
wasn’t wrong. All through this morning that sensation we all know so well
kept building and building in my rectum. I could have relieved the
situation at work, but I decided to wait until I went home for lunch.

By the time I hit the front door, the pressure was really on. A few
minutes more and I would have been “touching cloth,” as others have said
here. I went straightaway to the john, hoping that my urgency wasn’t so
great that everything would slide out at once, giving me little or no
pleasure. Instead, when I sat down and relaxed, som! ething strange
happened at first. Despite the pressure, no action began. That was my
other hope, that it would be an “automatic”: no pushing required. I tried
some relaxation techniques, including deep breathing, determined at all
costs not to push at all. Well, that didn’t work, so I tried pushing just
a very little bit. Wow, that worked!

Once the movement got started, Mother Nature took over. Thanks, mom! My
colon and rectum must have started contracting because a log started to
emerge very slowly. And then it happened: WOW! Ooh! Ahh! The log just
slithered out on its own, ever so slowly. As it did, I was filled with
such an intense sensation of pleasure, so intense that I could feel a
tingling all over my body for what must have been at least 10 or 15
seconds. I was beside myelf with pleasure and I let out a couple of long,
low moans, “Ohhhhhh! “Ohhhhhhh, that’s so good!”

The intense sensation subsided but I could still feel the log slowly !
snaking out past my ring. That in itself was pretty pleasant. When it was
all over, I just let out a long, long sigh. When I looked into the bowl
afterwards, what a surprise: although the log felt like it had come out
all in one piece (I can’t remember ever before passing a log that long),
it had evidently broken up as it hit the water. Just the same, it had
been a whopper – one 12-inch piece, another 6-incher, and three smaller
pieces, about three to four inches each.

This was definitely a hall of fame dump for me. I’m glad I decided to
wait until going home because if other people had heard all that moaning
and groaning in a public toilet, they would have suspected I was doing
something ilegal or immoral. Now you can see whay I called that poop
“fabulous.” I’m wishing an equally good dump for everyone here, if not
today, then this weekend or in the coming week. Take care, all!

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Shy Pam
I just remembered another school “experience” I had…when I was in
afternoon kindergarten I felt like I had to pee while playing with the
Legos. I knew if I left someone else could start playing with them and I
would have to wait my turn again so I kept playing. It got to where I
really had to pee bad…and I knew it was time. I left the Legos and went
over to the bathroom. I had to wait in line because others were using it,
someone was already in it so I was next. Before the person finished and I
could get in, I just couldn’t hold it anymore (it was burning and my ????
hurt like it was going to burst) and I wet my pants standing there in
front of the bathroom. I made a rather large puddle and the janitor had
to mop it up. The teacher took me into the bathroom and changed my undies
to dry ones. I guess it was good I was wearing a dress because I don’t
think she had spare clothes, just underwear. This type of thing happened
to a lot of kids. I guess now I could be ki! nda funny and blame it on
the toys by saying I had to go so bad I just “Lego” in my pants.
Anybody else had a lot of school accidents too or am I just the lucky
one….ooh, just remembered another one! I’ll save that for another post.
Ciao.

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Nicola
Cheri, like you I savour the big firm jobbies. Luckily I usually do tbis
type of motion. Typically I will pass the first really big fat turd say
of 12 inches long or more and it will be a bit knobbly for the first few
inches then get a bit smoother, taking a steady effort to pass, a very
enjoyable sensation as it slowly comes out of my back passage, then often
I will pass another jobbie, this time smoother but still nice and solid
and formed . This second turd will be from 6 to 8 inches lomg, just as
fat as its big companion and it is this one which usually makes the
resounding “KUR-SPLOONK!” as depending on the type of toilet pan the big
panbuster sometimes just makes a gentle “Floomp!” as it is so long the
start of it is already in the water while the rest of it is still coming
out of my back passage. I gave done really big jobbies since I was a kid
, it may be a family thing as both my mother and my young brother do big
panbusters as well. I like the sensation of holding a! big jobbie in and
feeling this big lump in my rectum, but I dont take risks of having a
huge accident in my knickers and ensure that I go when I feel its time to
pass it.

I was playing (field) Hockey for my former school’s “Old Girls” team
against the senior (16 plus) pupils fist team. I needed a jobbie
afterwards and went into the main Girls Toilets on a sentimental journey.
I found a pan with a nice big jobbie stuck in it, so it was good to see
that some girl is keeping up the tradition and I had much pleasure in
passing my nice big fat torpedo on top of it. Both of course stuck when I
pulled the flush. It was a great thrill sitting there again as I had done
often about 6 years previously when a pupil myself with my navy blue
knickers at my knees doing a big fat jobbie.

Mark B I agree with your comments on stool colour. The pigment bilerubin
gives the typical brown colour. This is initially the green bileverdin
and is changed to the brown colour as the st! ool moves through the gut.
This is why loose stools and diarrhea are often green as this hasnt had
time to change colour. Again as you say the absence of this bile
ingredient in obstructive jaundice causes the light putty coloured stools
typical of that illness and the dark urine and yellowish tint to the
skin. Different foods of course cause interesting colours to the motions.
I rememeber one time when I was eating a lot of white meat, pasta and
bread and my jobbies were a light khaki colour. Again when on Iron
tablets my turds were black. As regards the smell, a solid motion isnt
usually offensive but the looser ones are. Food and drink can affect the
smell just try using the toilet after someone who drinks Guinness (stout)
the stink is terrible! Some Real Ales have a similar effect. As regards
the smell turning some people on I have to say the odor of a healthy
solid jobbie is usally reasonably pleasent. My husband says the smell of
mine gives him a buzz and I imagine that! pheromones play a large part as
when a women is sitting on the toilet pan doing a motion her legs are
apart and her knickers are pulled down so the smell from her vagina will
also be present and in a clean healthy woman this is attractive to most
men. I think it was the German sexologist Grodek who said that “if a man
wants to know if a woman is for him he should visit the toilet after she
has defecated. If he finds the smell attractive then she is for him, but
if it is repulsive she is not”.

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Johnny P.
I’ve been a lurker for a while and think this board is cool. I hope my
name doesn’t confuse anyone; I’m orignally from New York state. Between
the age of 8 and 13, my family would drive down to Florida for a
Christmas vacation. Because of the toll highways and my Dad’s impatience
(and lack of time) to get to where we were going, he would not stop if we
had to urinate. Instead if we had to go, me and my 3 brothers would use a
large glass bottle which we call a “pee jar”. I used to hate this jar and
used to compete with my brothers to see who could last the longest
between stops. We couldn’t beat my oldest brother, who was 5 years older,
but it was usually close between myself and my next oldest brother who
was about 1 year older. Of course, our youngest brother who was 4 years
younger than me, usually ended up using the jar the most.

Perhaps this topic has been covered before, but I wonder if others have
similar experiences. As this occurred in the 70s, would! this be
considered to be a form of child abuse today? Also, with girls having
slightly smaller bladders, or more “nervous” bladders, how they or their
parents dealt with this situation when stopping was not as convenient
during long trips.

On another note, I find it somewhat strange that there are so many
constipation stories here. I was always taught as a child that, along the
lines of “an apple a day keeps the doctor away”, “plenty of fruits and
ve????s keeps constipation (and other ailments) away”. Following this
advice has keep me regular with one BM daily.

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Mia
Canadian Dreamer: As a small kid my parents discovered that I was
allergic to colored toilet paper. It gave me the itchies on my vulva.
From then on it’s white paper only!

Liz: Please get help at once! As one person said, general practitioners
will only treat it as IBS. A few years back I suddenly developed orange
stools that were like tar and smelled awful. Every time I ate food I
could hear it going through my digestive system. After three months I
told my family doctor who said, “You have irritatable Bowel Syndrome.
You’ll just have to live with it.” He wouldn’t test me, exam me or even
take samples! Luckily my stools became normal again almost a week after
the visit.

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Jane
Liz: I feel bad for you. I don’t think I’ve experienced problems to the
extent that you’re feeling right now. You should see the doctor again to
have some more tests done. In the meantime, if you try to go to the
toilet, don’t try to force your poop out too much. You might cause some
bleeding to occur. That happened to my Dad once when he was constipated
and tried too hard to push out the poop and started bleeding. You might
try to make some changes to your eating habits, like eating more green
vegetables and drinking plenty of water. Eventually things will balance
out and you will have more regular bowel movements, but that will depend
on what the doctor finds out. Good luck to you and keep us posted on your
progress.

After I graduated from college I worked at a department store. I was
standing and walking around most of the time, and most of the time I was
able to hold it in until break time or at the end of the shift. Even
during the busy holiday season, ! where I would spend the entire time on
the floor with no breaks, I rarely had to step out for a bathroom break.
There was one time, however, when I took too much of a chance and almost
paid for it by having an accident.

A rush of customers had just cleared out of the sales floor, and it was
time to straighten out the floor. I was putting away some dresses when I
suddenly felt gassy in the stomach. I wanted to let go a fart and tried
to do it discreetly. I passed a quiet hissing fart, then quickly walked
away to another section, leaving a big stink behind. Fortunately, no one
noticed. A few minutes later, I felt another urge and tried to pass
another silent fart. As I pushed, I suddenly felt a turd try to come out,
and it actually started coming out. I pressed my butt cheeks together to
prevent it from coming out, and I could feel it going back in. By then I
had no choice but to relieve myself, so I excused myself to go to the
ladies room.

I managed t! o make it inside the ladies room and into a stall before it
started coming out again. As soon as I sat down, that piece of turd that
had tried to come out finally did, flying out of my butt like a torpedo
and making a loud splashing sound. I proceeded to push out several more
pieces of poop and plenty of farts. I checked to see if I had left a
stain in my white panties, but there was none. After I was done and
returned to the floor, I started to feel gas again. This time I didn’t
hesitate and went straight to the ladies room, but not before I let go a
loud fart in the middle of the floor and another one as I was entering
the ladies room. I went into a stall and sat down. At first it was all
gassy as I was letting so several farts. Finally, I started to push out
poop and managed to push out a dozen solid pieces. After I was done, I
didn’t have any more problems with gas.

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lisa
Hi Cheri. John’s right I wouldn’t mind sharing a crap session with you.
I’m not gay (nothing wrong with that I’m just not) but would love to be
able to share the experience.
Buzzy–thought about you while taking a crap in the woods.
I was up at the family cabin with my grandparents. Grams made me a big
breakfast of eggs (which can REALLY make me go) & bacon,etc. About an
hour later I was feeling the need for a shit. I held it off for a while
so I could enjoy the experience a bit more. After about another hour I
decided to head out on my walk. I hiked just a little ways when I let out
a long dry fart. I was really feeling the need now. I’d gone about 1/2 a
mile when I could wait no longer. I found a spot between 2 trees that
looked like a good spot & undid my jeans (not warm enough for shorts yet)
& blue cotton panties. I squatted down near the trunk of 1 tree & began
to piss like crazy. The turd started out my ass at the same time & fell
to the so! ft ground. The pee stopped but I layed out 3 more logs & felt
another coming. Another loud fart came & then my anus opened up very
wide. I had to give a push to get it coming. It felt great as it slowly
slid out my ass. It tapered off the the much talked about carrot & landed
softly on the pile. I took out a bit of tp I had in my pocket & wiped but
it was a nice clean shit. I pulled up my pants & looked at my work. There
were 4 short logs of about 4 inches each & the long fat one laying across
the top of 4 inches around & 11 inches long. (yes john i did measure) not
bad for my first crap of the summer season. Would have been better with a
partner though Buzzy.
LISA

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Saturday, May 27, 2000

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Ben in NY
To Scott and Kim:
WOW! What a great story! I also loved the desperation story, although I
wish you would give more detail, i.e. holding yourself, mumbling things,
etc. etc. I always thought it would be impossible to find a hot girl with
the same interests as mine, but, evidently, they are out there!
Please, please, PLEASE, keep them coming,
Ben

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Alfredo
I love to sit on the can. I sit there and fart and grunt. One of my
girlfreinds likes to watch me. She sits on the bed and talks to me and
watches while i sit there. I’ll take a dump anywhere; bars, clubs,
restaurants. I like to take my shirt off and really get comfortable when
I do it. I go 2-3 time a day and really take my time. I used to not let
my girlfriend (the one that likes to watch me) watch me wipe, but now I
let her. She seems to really get into it, so what the hell? OH yeah, I
have lots of tatoos and am a good looking, stocky Mexican guy.

ok–a guy story. Like many other people here, I like to go to College
campuses and hang out on the toilet in the library. There is this one
bathroom that i go to every Saturday. At about the same time a really
cute guy comes in and sits on the toilet with a newspaper. He grunts a
LOT! He sucks in a big breath, then somtimes blows out a little wet fart,
but usually nothing comes out. Then he takes a big regular sigh type
breath, then another big push. He usually sits there about 30 mins and
usually doesn’t get much out at all. He is the frat boy type, khaki
shorts, t-shirt, basball cap, tennis shoes. I guess he is really
constipated. One time the moment he sat down and huge watery fart come
out, but he still did the grunt sigh push routine for a long time. He
usually sighs after he gets up also, i guess from frustration of not
getting anything out. I wish I was his roommate!

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Canadian Dreamer
Here’s another question that just came to mind. I wonder what percentage
of the population is alergic to coloured toilet paper? I am for one… I
don’t break out in a rash all over, but after a week or so of using the
stuff it takes a HERCULEAN effort on my part to get anything out.
Still, it’s not usually a great problem since #1. Asthetically, I can’t
stand the stuff (regardless of colour), and #2. The only time I seem to
run into it is when visiting relatives or when staying in hotels…

Besides the asthetic reasons, does anyone else here have to stay away
from it?

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Liz: Don’t mess around with general practitioners. They will treat your
problems as Irritable Bowel Syndrome and only treat symptoms, which is is
all can be done. See a gastroenterologist. Demand stool cultures be
done.Have a sigmoid colonoscopy if not a full GI series. Don’t mess
around, you could have a serious illness.

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