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Friday, August 29, 1997
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STRIDER [THE REAL ONE]
I want to say something. People who visit this site have probably seen my
name here. Well, let me say something. We have neighbors that have a
young[but bright] 5th grader. I told him about this site and he used my
alias on this site. Their computer was broken down and they had to work
on ours. I have been busy and posted only a few on this site. The last
post and I think 1 other were his. I was surprised to see my name withy
experiences I never had. He,when his computer is fixed,will post on this
site. I have told him many of the posts on this site and he placed tham
here. I haven’t had any time to post because I was busy. We have this
straightened out.
Other news, my brother[my family and I are from Italy] and sister are
coming back from visiting family members in Turin. Maybe they will post.
I do know people who will post here but I won’t tell them about it
because this forum might end up like the Daily Dump if they get on it.The
post about Mollyo was actually Cole’s[the 5th grader]. If I’m right,
every other thing said in the posts is true and involves me.
Any question? Ask.
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White Pony
Hi ya’all, nuthin’special , just a surfing on co. time..Told everyone not
to disturb me’ cause I’m a real busy installing drivers & bios in
server…Yeah right !! Reality is that my 10:00 (Dump # 2 ) SUCKED,
’cause I skipped breakfast this AM & if the EPA came in here, this
location would be classified as a major contribution to the national SMOG
PROBLEM, mainly METHANE EMISSIONS… Yea MONSTER CRACKER DIESEL FARTS!!
Phew !! I gotta SHIT REAL BAD ’cause I ate a foot long v?????e sub,4 bran
muffins, & a choclate sundae. to wash it down, 1 qt.apple juice! MY
GOAL..Leave here shortly go up to my favorite truck stop ( the one with
no stalls in the shitters & PROVE that a 140 lb. 6 ft. Cracker driving a
pick-up Can OUT SHIT & OUT FART a 350 lb. 6 ft.-8 in. Cracker driving a
18 wheeler !! Think I can do it. Worry about getting a pony in for the
rodeo, cause the shitters are usually busy in afternoons with the guys
taking thier Chili Lunch Dumps.. Well I only pray I can hold it in ! Will
post result tonight after Melissa goes to sleep, ( she ain’t a shit lover
like us, which really bites ! )
……….White Pony
Alex & Steph, Awesome- You really are the best,Keep it up! Joe, Dumping
at hardware stores is MACHO ! I always dump at hardware stores & lumber
yards . Like auto parts stores too. ….Clue you in, I ALWAYS take my
10:00 AM ( Dump # 2 ) every Saturday morning after practicing at the
shooting range for an hour or so, This is after my AM run & a breakfast
of a bran muffin, greasy hash browns & 20 oz. of coffee. Also like to
take big dumps in truck stops..Some of the older stops still have open
stalls & I must prove myself I’m one of the boys – I drive a diesel
pick-up,which 18 wheeler jocks sometimes consider a nuisance on thier
turf, so I chill out & dump w/ em- yup, they sometimes laugh at my 4
wheeler, but when I take a good AM coffee dump or an evening Chili
dump..I get their approval…yea us crackers can sometimes kill one
another, but not when a man is taking a dump. Once I had diarehea & was
on shitter for 45 min. & this big 300 pound guy was concerned about me,
coming in to check & telling me that he & his buddies are keeping an eye
on my girl & “rig”.. Must warn ya, if a guy goes into a truck stop
shitter w/ open toilets- NEVER put TP or an ass gasket on seat- you lose
ALL respect. Good Poops, ya’ all………. White Pony
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Reg 16 yrs old
Hi my name is Reg and I am new here. I am staright but I like to watch
guys on the toilet. I have lots of storys about about mostly mid-teen
males and females and also about guys from 27-32. I will be posting my
first story soon and really look foward to being on this site:)
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Susan
Alex,…WOW!! When you start thinking about something, you carry it
through. I loved reading about you going in front of Steph. Yes this has
given me inspiration to go in front of Ruth. I am going to try and set
something up for this weekend. Do you plan on going with Steph again? I
would like to know if it gets easier after the first time. I think that
is sooo cool that you held it so you could go. Thanks again!! Steph, I
loved reading about you watching Alex. I love the detail you both write
with. It was like being there watching with you. I am looking forward to
hearing about Alex cashing her rain cheque. I can totally relate to what
you ment about it being an intimate experience. I felt that way peeing in
front of my friend Ruth. It is a real closness to share something that is
usually a very private experience for people. Thanks for clearing up your
dump patterns. Once again, maybe are more alike than different. I usually
go every day, but sometimes that can become 1 or 2 days. I am back to my
normal routine of evey day after that last major dump. I had a nice
normal one at work. 5 medium pieces. Only took 3 wipes to get clean. Well
I have to go, I am heading off the gym. I’ll post more later.
P.S. Alex and Steph, if you would like to post more about your
experience,( did Alex hold her breath when she pushed, how was she
sitting etc.) please feel free. As you can tell, I am very interested in
everything that happened! Take Care,, Susan
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Doug
The toilets are too small. For men their penis often touches the edge so
we often have to slide back so we are more on our leg joints
I saw Jenny Mcarthy in a jeans ad sitting on the toilet. Her butt
completely covered the toilet hole. When it was time for her to wipe she
would either have to stand or slide back on her leg joints.
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James
Hi all :o) I have been reading these post’s for some time now. I love
this place. I really like the storys from Alex and her friends. I think
it is great that you can share your BM’s like that. Keep it up girls.
I also wanted to say that it is healthier to take a dump at lease once a
day. I have a set time I go. I take mine on the clock. I like the idea of
getting paid for it. I took 2 today. They are usually kind of soft and
gassy. I have tried pushing on my mid section. And it really helps it
come out. I have been unloading a lot here lately. I have heard from some
people that they have laid a really long turd that wraped around the bowl
a few times before. Has anyone ever done that?
Well I am off to take a dump the makes 3 in one day. Take care all and
keep shitting.
James
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Thursday, August 28, 1997
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Thomas, Thanks for the catch we forgot page 16? completely
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John
Haven’t heard much on this forum about skid marks except from Alex who
can’t stand them but curious about peoples experiences. Mine feeling is
basically – “skid happens”. Which is pretty much a daily occurence, but I
know it varies with other people from non-existant to massive. Not
talking about accidents but normal everyday dumping.
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Greg
When I was 11 my mother took me to my posh aunty Lil’s house and I had to
go for a poo. Unfortunately , even though it began emerging immediately
after I’d sat down , it wasn’t until 5 minutes later that I finished,
which gives you some idea of the length. I tried to flush but as it came
half way up the side of the bowl it was lodged there fast. So I threw it
out of the window and it landed in my aunt’s upturned face as she was
pinning a sheet to the washing line.
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PottyBoy
As I was finishing up the cleaning of a set of school bathrooms, a group
of girls came running in and pleaded with me to let them go to the
bathroom. I could see that they were very desperate. I had just finished
cleaning the girls room and the floor was wet, but, I said, “Sure! Go
right ahead, but be careful, the floor is still wet!!!” They ran in and
got on the toilets as quickly as possible. I heard them having a good
piss. Then the sound of logs dropping started. One after another. Several
sighs and grunts. They were on the toilets about 20 minutes as I heard
the sound of wiping. Then they all came out of the stalls and washed
their hands. They came out of the restroom and into the boys room where I
was. “Thanks, we had been holding it ALL DAY!!! And the bathrooms are
always so clean here, they smell like lemon-lime!” “Oh, that’s the
cleaner that I use on the floor, smells pretty good!” Well, when I went
back into that girls room, it sure didn’t smell! like lemon-lime anymore!
There were a lot of streaks in the bowls, too. I had to wipe some poopie
off one of the toilet seats. I think they like using their school
bathrooms cause the toilet seats are bigger and more comfortable than the
ones they usually have at home. I like providing clean bathrooms for the
students.
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redneck
Well, before the work day, I always enjoy stopping here. Steve, you
mentioned that you enjoy going into bathrooms with no doors and sometimes
no walls. In some strange sense, I like those too. Getting a glimpse of
seeing someone pinching a loaf or doing it myself even though I am
straight.
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A story on that. I was at a deli in { college town } and they had a men’s
bathroom and a women’s bathroom. You walk into the mens bathroom and
there is a urinal and a toilet. There is no lock on the door. I had to
dump pretty bad so I thought, what the hell. I dropped my drawers and
proceeded to dump a load. Some teenage kid walked in and said that he had
to shit real bad as well. I told him it be a moment. We started to chat
and when I finished, he then dropped his drawers and started to crap. The
sounds from the both of us were hilarious.
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For the socializing in the crapper, I can understand the woman’s point of
view of them always going to the bathroom together. We men pride
ourselves on going to the bathroom by ourselves instead in a group. Nut
maybe we are missing something that the women enjoy.
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Alex
White Pony, thanks for your “vote of confidence;” glad to share my
stories with you. Susan, the rest of this post is dedicated to you (and
anyone else, of course).
I had to take a shit yesterday afternoon, but decided to hold it.
Stephanie and I were planning to go to the movies that evening and I was
determined to take a shit in front of her. We went to the movies and came
back to her house afterwards. On the short ride back, she complained
about some popcorn being stuck in between her teeth, so when we got to
her house, she went downstairs (to her living area) and brushed her teeth.
While she was brushing, I came up to the (open) bathroom door and asked
her if she minded if I came in. She didn’t. I walked over to the toilet
and sat down. Steph was shocked! She started to leave, figuring I
couldn’t hold it any longer. I told her I’ve been holding it in all
afternoon and I wanted her to watch me. I peed and then started to unload
some crap. [This was kind of awkward at first- for both of us, but we
just talked about other things as I was going].
After I was finished, I cleaned my vagina and wiped my ass several times.
Steph then said she had to go. We changed places. She sat down and peed-
she told me she took a shit earlier in the afternoon, but promised me I
could watch her another time. Susan, hope this gives you enough
“inspiration” to do it with Ruth. Lots of love. Alex 🙂
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Steph
Hi! Susan, so glad you finally took your dump 🙂 Let me clarify that I
don’t *always* go a couple of days without taking a dump, it’s just not
unusual to do so. I have taken several dumps in one day (I took two
yesterday). I enjoyed having Allison listen to me dump [and I loved
listening to her pee :); I have sat in stalls next to her at school, but
to listen to her do it from 200 mi away was a pleasure…]; however, I
couldn’t get into the “position” while on the phone. It’s so much easier
(for me) when I can slouch down, push in my abdomen, you know, go through
all the motions…
I have asked Alex a couple of times if she’d like to watch me; her answer
each time was “no, that’s really not necessary…” (I didn’t even THINK
about asking her) Anyway, the second surprise of the week came about last
night (Tuesday). Alex and I decided to see a film at the local movie
house. We have no problems in using the bathrooms there, but there is
usually a long line afterwards. I had to go (pee), and I’m sure she also
did, but instead of standing on that long line, we decided to come back
to my house (5 min away).
We came in. I had some popcorn stubbornly stuck between my teeth, so I
went into the bathroom to floss and brush. I left the door open… Alex
asked “mind if I join you, Steph?” I responded, “sure.” This is where it
becomes interesting. She walked past me, pulled down her pants, and
planted her naked butt on my toilet! I figured she had to go really bad,
and started to leave (my parents are cool about me, or anyone else, using
the bathroom upstairs; we usually don’t, though). “Steph, I *WANT* you to
watch me!” was Alex’s response. Wow! My best girlfriend is relieving
herself in front of me! She peed into the toilet for a good 30 seconds-
then let out a couple of farts.
Alex started to slouch slightly (wow, she’s going to take a dump!, I
thought). I heard some poop coming out of her butt. We were casually
talking, same as if we were sitting in adjacent stalls (something we’ve
done more times than I can count…). I began to smell the poop freshly
out of her butt! She was on that toilet a good 7 or 8 minutes. Alex went
to grab some bumwipe- she then asked me why I always put the toilet paper
so it drops down against the wall (at her house, the toilet paper drops
“over.” To each their own). She wiped 5 times.
After she wiped, I tugged on the button on my jeans. “May I?” I asked.
“Sure.” Alex got out of my way. I looked into the toilet. Just as Alex
described in her post, 4 “not-too-big, -small, -hard, -soft,…” brown
turds and a good amount of brown-soiled paper. I sat down and began to
pee. I continued talking to Alex while she pulled up her pants. I told
her I took a dump around 5:30 PM (just before we went out to the movies),
so I’d have to give her a “raincheck” on taking a dump. I did manage to
rip out a couple of nice, smelly farts for effect. I wiped up my vagina
and then flushed my pee and her pee/poop.
This was quite an intimate thing. Not *sexual,* but intimate. The two
words are often used interchangeably, but they do have different
meanings… I just read Alex’s post about “you never know” (responding to
Susan’s question); I guess she was right.
I have a sad story I’m sure some of you have heard. On Sunday, an 8 year
girl and her parents were out fishing on the Hudson River (north of New
York City). The girl had to go to the bathroom, but it’s a rural area and
there were no toilets around. She decided to walk over to a wooded area
on the other side of the train tracks (the Metro-North, a local railroad,
runs right along that stretch of the river) to relieve herself in the
woods. The girl accidentially stepped on the *live* electric rail and was
fatally electrocuted. How awful!
Peace, Steph
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White Pony
Hey Doug, Great story. My GF & I live in a concrete highrise. The tile
floor causes bathroom dumping noises to reverbrate & resonate about 3-4
floors away in both directions. A few years ago a cute girl named Debbie
lived in the apartment directly above & took some awesome powerdumps,
especialy after drinking or eating Mexican. We went out a few times & I
wined & dined her on spicey dishes & tequila to get my audio
presentation. Debbie never realized I could hear her wicked shits,
usaully one major splash of loose shit with the monotone fart mixed in to
perfection. About a minute later there would be a plink, a fart or 2 &
another splash. I really wanted a to see Debbie’s dump so one day we went
out in the boat & stopped at a dockside Bisto specializing in Cajun.
Debbie ordered a huge spinich salad in addition to her entre’ of Cajun
chicken. Awesome !! So I took the following action: First disabling the
boat’s potty so Debbie could flush, second item, put some gatorade &
apple juice in the fridge, then call my pager so we could leave before
Debbie did her dump ashore. I paid my waiter, & requsted 2 expressos be
brought to my boat in 5 min. I grabbed Debbie, telling her the office
called, & we must split NOW, she moaned that, she needed to “freshen up ”
but did not argue . About 15 to 20 minutes after leaving my expresso
kicked in,so I asked her to steer while I took a quick & dirty
dump,lighting a match so my vapors would not detract from hers which I
knew would be coming soon. Debbie was relaxedw when I returned & asked if
she could sit with me as it was geting a little chilly by then. Sure
enough, within 10 minutes, I could feel her starting to rumble,then she
got up & walked aft ( Back of boat ) to smoke a cig. She must be farting,
but the smoke, boat exhaust & cool air most likely covered it up. About 2
min. later, she had this pained look on her face walking past me into the
cabin because that boat had a shitter directly in front of the helm (
steering / instument console ) I easily COULD have opened a little panel
a crack to see the action live, but was to chicken. She was in there
almost 15 min. , so I idled down, stopped the boat & went down to check
on her, She said she was OK, & came up within 2 minutes. Debbie kinda
mumbled she was unfamiliar with “heads ” ( Marine toilets ) & was kinda
quiet. We continued on for another 15 minutes when I could’nt resist any
longer in seeing her load, so I cursed myself for consuming too many
beverages. Well the shitter is pretty much air tight w/ door closed, when
I checked my treasure, the smell was NSTY & Debbie’s load was just what I
imagined, several large loose logs & about 5 smaller ones.
WOW, she is only 5 ft tall & about 90 lbs.
Too bad Debbie got back with her old boyfriend & got married. Win some ,
Lose some
Swapping old shit stories sure helps relive stress !!
More posts soon. The White Pony
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Blake
I am very sorry it has taken me so long to post, since I got home, but I
have been busy! This summer I was a counselor for girls ages nine and
ten. I was in a bunk of eleven girls, plus two counselors (including
myself), now with only two stalls for thirteen people, we did have some
problems. One day about twenty minutes after lunch, one of the girls in
my bunk comes running in, and runs right for the bathroom! She runs in
and starts screaming, I ran to the back of the bunk, to see what was
going on, and quickly realized the situation! It seams that two girls
were in the stalls, and the girl who ran in need to go quite badly! I
asked both girls in the stalls, if they would be done soon, and they both
said they had just begun, I told the girl that she should go to a
different bunk, and use their bathroom, but she insisted on waiting! I
said ok, and began walking back to my bed, I took maybe three steps, and
a I heard a swooshing sound, I immediately turned around, and sure enough
she had shit her pants, the back of her gray sweat pants were dripping
brown, and reeked! She just stood there, and about 15 seconds later, she
grabbed her stomach and screamed “OH SHIT” before I had realized what she
meant, she pulled down her pants, and produced to realize a mushy shit
all over the floor of the bathroom. When she was all done, she pulled
down her pants, and panties, leaving them lying on the floor, walked into
the shower and proceeded to shower off! When she was through, she put on
some clean clothes, and clean up the bathroom floor, that was the extent
of this accident!
I’ll post one more accident now, and some more later, because it is
getting kind of late! It’s funny that Dan mentioned those “Lactate pills”
because my co-counselor was also lactose intolerant, and when she found
out that I was, she told me about her pills, and I agreed that some point
in the summer I would try them! Well, about week after I had this
conversation with my co-counselor, they were serving Pizza and Ice Cream
in the dining room, and I felt like giving those pills a shot, so I asked
my co counselor for one, she gave it to me and explained how to take it.
She explained to me that sometimes she still has diarrhea even after
taking the pill but she gets a warning from her stomach to be ready,
rather than how dairy products usually react with her, which is probably
the same with me, no warning, just a flood of diarrhea in her pants. I
took the pill and went to lunch! After lunch I was walking back to my
bunk, when I started to feel so cramping, I wasn’t really concerned then,
because I just figured it was going to be a normal, solid, shit! I took
about ten more steps, when I felt some gas bubbles trying to get out, I
stopped walking and tried to fart a few times! Well it didn’t really work
that way, I tried to fart, but couldn’t, so I just kept walking to my
bunk! By this point my stomach was churning, and I had only seconds
before I soiled myself. I walked into my bunk, walked into an open stall,
and gave a push, well if someone was listening it must of sounded like I
was peeing, I “Peed” from my butt for about a half a minute, and then
went through about 10 waves of very mushy shit, which reeked! About two
hours after I was done, I was back on the toilet going to the same thing
as before, only this time it was a lot less solid! I had to go about four
more times that day, and it got less and less solid as the day went on! I
told this to my doctor when I got home, and she said that those pills
don’t work for everyone, and that it was a same I had to find out the
hard way! Sorry only two stories this time, more next time!
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Joe
story: Hi everybody. Hi White Pony, it’s cool to see some new people
around here. I guess today’s was a significant crap, or at least a
slightly interesting one. I was at a hardware store/warehouse, and I felt
the urge there. Now, normally, I don’t mind going in public, but I just
didn’t want to go here. But, it was too late for waiting. So, I went into
the bathroom, which reeked. There was already two people in there taking
craps of their own. This left only the middle stall open, which I took. I
covered the seat with lots of paper and sat down. I dropped my load quite
noisily. The other two people weren’t very quiet either, there were loud
farts, splashes, and grunts eminating from their stalls as well. The
bathroom was filthy, and I don’t think I really contributed much to the
smell. I wiped, flushed, left, and promised to myself that I would time
these types of things more carefully.
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Wednesday, August 27, 1997
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Doug
SELF CONSCIOUSNESS
Years ago I rented a downstairs apartment. My bathroom was directly below
the neighbor’s bathroom. I could hear conversation in the upstairs
bathroom. The couple upstairs had an eldest boy named Jason and a younger
girl named Jamie. The family was neighbors for 3 years.
When Jason was 2 1/2 years old he was quite verbal for a boy his age. He
used to talk to his Mother when she was going to the bathroom. One day an
aunt, I beleive, came over and he was with her when she was going to the
bathroom. While Jason was with her he said “My Mom goes pee pee and
pooppoo!” The aunt said “Does she!!”
A couple years when Jamie was a tottler. Jamie was taking a dump while
Jamie walked in. Jason said “Get out Jamie. Get out!” several times.
Even small kids are self conscious about eliminating their waste.
As for me, I often have trouble peeing. I get tensed up and a bit
inhibited. I heard some women are the same way also. I have often had
trouble giving urine samples even though I had to go rather badly.
This forum may reduce bathroom inhabition however it will never eliminate
it. For many people going to the bathroom will always be a private matter.
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We all use the term,”scared the shit out of me” but have you ever really
had it happen our seen it happen?I have. My wife came back from town one
afternoon and I had no idea but she had diarhea really bad and was
speeding to get home to use the toilet when she left earlier that day I
was in the back working in the yard.I was in the house getting a drink
when she pulled up and decided to hide in the closet at the end of the
hallway.She came in the house in a big hurry and I was peeping out of the
closet.She quickly started down the hallway and again I had no idea of
her urgent need for a toilet,she assumed I was still out back. I jumped
out just as she approached the closet…(Graaaaarrr)I screamed! This was
the first time I had ever seen anyone (adult) Shit themself! She put her
hands in front of her face,jumped back about two feet,and screamed! Then
I heard whoosh,a really loud runny fart sound,and as I looked down a
fountain of diarhea was quickly spewing out of the back of her yellow
shorts! Wow
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Steve
Hi,I am new here. I love to watch people take dumps,even though I rarely
get to see it.I enjoy finding bathrooms with no stall doors.It is fun to
listen to all the grunts,farts and poop splashing in the water.I have
been in bathrooms where there were no stalls just toilets in open. I
enjoyed shitting and talking to the person next to me.The last time there
were 4 guys in there and we ere all talking and laughing as u could hear
all the bathrooms noises.I feel like I am sick liking this. Is there
anyone else who enjoys this.
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White Pony
I run & have fast system, so I shit about 4 to 5 times a day Have a
schedule, ie early AM after coffee / before run dump, after meal dump,
thus enabling use of my own or familiar toilet, but real life does not
always permit such luxuries. Have lots of accident stories, public toilet
experiences & other various tidbits including my girlfriend, who is a
redneck girl with colitis. As far back as early childhood, poop & pooping
has been a real turn on for me. Now at 35 , I think it is MACHO for me, a
skinny cracker to take nasty dumps EVERYWHERE !! …including
jetliners,porta-pottis. the beach (At night ) & in the median of I – 95.
Those that know me DO NOT enter the shitter for at least 10 min. after I
take a dump. Organics & ve????s/fruit combined with a common cracker diet
of McD, chili dogs. Doritos & beer can generate NASTY SHIT !!
Alex,Redneck, Joe & Susan- I like your posts.
The White Pony
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Alex
Stephen, thanks for your answer re whether you’ve taken a urine sample.
No, I’ve never had to submit a stool sample. I do use the plastic public
toilet covers when available (when having to pee or shit); I do open the
middle part – otherwise, any “material” being discharged may splash back
to my butt! Susan, no, we (Steph and I) have not yet watched each other
go, but you never know… Alex 🙂
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Shelly
When I was 21 I got pulled over by the cops who were doing a roadside
check. I was very nervous because I had been out drinking and was sure I
was going to get a DUI! I had to piss and shit really bad and was trying
to make it home to do so. I got so nervous when they pulled me over that
I lost control and began to wet myself! They only asked for my I.D and
then let me go.But I was so shook up that as I drove off I had to let the
rest of my pee go into my jeans.I was shaking and my stomach hurt so bad
that I let go and shit my pants! It was the only time in my life that I
messed myself.
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Brent
I once witnessed a young teenage girl shit her pants at Disney World!
There was a very long line at the ladies room and I was standing near by
waiting for my girlfriend to come out. I noticed the girl come running up
to the line pleading for it to get moving when suddenly she simply lost
it and it just blasted into her thin white shorts wich made it very
obvious! She must of had really bad diarhea because it flooded her shorts
to the point where it was even coming out of the top!It looked like
someone had poored a couple of gallons of choclate milk down her shorts!
Poor girl,people were all staring ,some lauphing,I felt sorry for her but
at the same time I have to admit it was sort of a turn on to watch such a
cute girl lose control like that.
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RG
to JOHN
That was a goos story about your wife’s sister. But you can make it into
a Great story if you explain a little more about the not attempting to
cover up, how was she dressed? And tell us a little more about the great
detail she explained how the jelly solved th problem.
RG
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Joe
Hi, Joe again. I guess this one’s about my trip to Europe awhile back. I
went on a train from Germany to France. Both countries were pretty cool.
Well, anyways, during the train ride, I had to crap. So, I walked down to
the end of the car. They had separate toilets for men and women even
though they were single toilet bathrooms, or WCs as they’re called over
there. I went into the men’s toilet and pulled my pants down, but when I
looked in the toilet, there was a seat, but no bowl. I could even see the
tracks moving underneath. I thought it was wierd, you could almost fall
out of the train this way if you really tried too. But, I still had to
go, so I sat down and started crapping. I crapped a good sized load,
considering I only go once every three days or so when travelling, but it
is still soft, unlike the “constipation” thing a few days ago. When I was
done, I wiped and threw the toilet paper down the hole. Now I know why
they don’t like you to go a stations. When I got off, I could see some
crap on the tracks. I guess they couldn’t wait for the train to leave.
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redneck
Another crap from the past. When I was in college, my senior year, I was
good friends with a freshman who I rushed him for fraternity. I was at
his dorm room and he mentioned that he had to take a big shit. So did I.
I told him that I would “join” him. When we got to the bathroom, we each
took a stall, I at the end, him in the middle.
——
After we both sat down, the fun started. I started with a big long fart.
Several shorter farts followed. He let out a short fart followed by some
turds plopping in the water. After my farts, then some turds started to
hit the water. We started to joke and laugh. After 15 minutes, I was done
and Chris was finished about 5 minutes after I did.
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There are certain activities in life where they are done “together”. They
including eating, watching a ball game but in our society in some parts,
taking a crap together. That can be a social experience that is rarely
enjoyed.
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A guy I use to know went to school in Europe and he mentioned that he
walked in on a Swedish girl taking a crap. He said, “Excuse me” and the
girl pulled him in. They chatted while she crapped. They started to date
aftweward. He showed me her picture and she was a knock-out.
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Dan (formerly DD)
Hi Blake, welcome back! I’m not lactose intolerant, but know several
people who are. The following is about a friend and colleague, Kristen
(now 22), with whom I worked in the same office last year. Our business
unit was small and tight-knit, and it wasn’t unusual for us to call out
for lunch, if not actually go out to lunch as a group, a couple of times
a week.
Kristen was always adamant about finding out what we were having for
lunch (our lunch hour was usually around 1 pm) at the start of the work
day, 8:30-9 am. I figured she was a fussy eater, as I was, but she could
be quite insistent about lunch plans. One day, she asked me around 8:45
what we were doing for lunch; “Sorry, I really don’t know. I haven’t even
finished my breakfast yet!” with a slight tinge of irritation in my
voice. She replied, in a softer voice, “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to take
my pill, anyway.” She then clarified the meaning of “pill.” “I have a
severe allergic reaction to dairy products. Even a candy bar will give me
cramps and diahrrea if I don’t take a special pill.”
I asked her if she was lactose intolerant. [My younger sister has a
couple of friends who are lactose intolerant; I’ve seen them take their
pills, so I had some background knowledge.] She beamed “oh, yes I am, are
you?” I said “no, but know a couple of people who are, and know they take
medication to control it.” It was a Friday, and the plan was to call out
for Pizza and Ice Cream. I told her I’d be glad to reconsider, but she
said “no thanks; I love pizza. I’ll still have to go to the bathroom
afterwards, but at least I’ll make it!” I was surprised at her candor,
and the way she confided in me. I promised not to tell anyone else about
this…
Forward to the afternoon, say around 3:00. I walked over to leave a
couple of floppy disks on Kristen’s desk. Kristen was walking back to her
desk just as I approached. We engaged in some small talk. I asked her,
casually, if she felt all right. “Oh yes. I just spent 10 minutes in the
bathroom, but nothing serious.” She then told me that I wouldn’t believe
the accidents she had as a teenager before she found about the medicine.
I felt kind of awkward talking to her about this, so I told her I was
busy and went back to my desk.
The moral of the story is, Blake, are you aware there is medication to
help control lactose intolerance? I have no idea whether it’s
prescription or over-the-counter; surprised your allergist didn’t
recommend this medication.
I was in the grocery store the other day. I was in the dairy section to
pick up some milk when I noticed a brand of milk labeled “Lactaid – 70%
Lactose Reduced.” Are you familiar with this type of milk.
Looking forward to hearing your camp stories.
Regards,
Dan
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Tuesday, August 26, 1997
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Stephen
Hey Alex, thanx again for answering my questions! Now for your question,
Yes I have taken a urine test, The nurse gave me some cotton balls with
some kind of wash on them in a cup, and a cup to pee in.I had to clean
the head of my penis,pee in the toilet, and then the rest in the cup. The
only problem is that my pee stream is hard and fast, so I filled the cup
to much and too quick and made a mess every where. I tried to explain to
the nurse what was going to happen, she said to try my best. She
commented on how much pee I did and asked me to pour some out.More
questions for you, Have you ever had to give a stool sample? If so what
and how did you do it? And when you shit in apublic toilet do you use
those covers? And do you open them and shit through them or on them?
Thanx!!
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Buff
I haven’t posted in a while, because I ran out of accident stories, but I
did remember another bizarre experience that I wished to share. When I
was at good old Penn State, the dining hall served a grape Kool-Aid type
of concoction. I usually drank this at every meal, but couldn’t
understand why I had such strange shits. The dye must have reacted with
my body, because I suffered from these terrible-smelling, watery,
greenish-colored dumps! They were so weird, I actually used to invite
dorm mates in to look at what I had done. The few times since then that I
have had grape drink mix, I have had the same results. Anyone else?
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Susan
Hi Steph,…sorry I haven’t posted for a couple of days. Like eveyone
else I just got busy doing other things. While I did go yesterday after a
2 1/2 day wait. It looks like there is one area were we are a bit
different. I usually go every day. So to go over 2 days is rare for me. I
was at home in the morning (this was Sunday) reading the paper and had
just finished my secound cup of coffee. The coffee must have done the
trick because I could feel the preasure building in my bowls. I started
to get some cramps in my stomic so I headed down to the batroom. I went
in and pulled up my night shirt, which was all I had on and sat down on
the toilet. I had a nice pee first. I could feel it starting to move
down. As it did I leaned forward and started to push. I also put my hands
on my stomic to help. Steph, this really does make things come out
better. I took a deep breath and pushed. I could feel the first piece
starting to come out of me. It felt like it was going to be a big one as
it streached on the way out. The first piece was slow and hard in coming
out. It took 3 pushes before it splashed into the toilet. Right away I
could feel more so I kept on pushing. The next piece started to get
softer as it came out. The next 4 pieces came out fairly quickly. There
was a lot!! Over 2 days worth. I took a break to get my breath but I
could still feel more up there. With one last push a long soft one came
out. My bowls and stomic felt mush better after that. Only going every
couple days Steph I guess your dumps are usually like this. I had to wipe
7 times to get clean. After I flushed ( it took 2 flushes) I got into the
shower to get cleaned up for the day. I also wanted to get my bum good
and clean after that big movement. Steph I really liked the post about
talking to your friend while you were having a dump. Have you and Alex
seen each other go yet? You or Alex mentioned it in an earlier post. I
plan to try that Ruth next time we get togeather. I will let you know
what happens. Hopefully I will have some good stories from work this
week. Till then,,,
Susan
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John
My wife has a very attractive sister. One time she was visiting and my
wife went out. I was taking a light nap when I heard the bathroom door
close nest to me. I didn’t notice, but I soon heard some lound grunts
coming from the bathroom. Such noises by women have always had an ewrotic
effect on me so I kept listening. There were several more grunts and I
realised my sster-in-law was having great difficulty getting her poop to
come out. Finally, I heard her say at teh end of a grunt, “Oh, God,
please”. I heard nothing, and shortly she came out of the bathroom
looking distressed. Aside from the erotic effect it had on me, I wanted
to help and asked her what was wrong. She made no attempt to cover up and
say she needed to go but the turd was so big, she couldn’t get it out. I
suggested that she might put some petroleum jelly in her rear end and try
again. I gave her a bottle of jelly and she went back in. After several
minutes, I heard her grunting hard again and finally a splash follwoed by
several more. When she came out she was extremely grateful and explained
in detail how the jelly had helped. I was very sexually aroused by then,
but shortly thereafter my wife returned and nothing more was said of it.
My wife is very private about goinmg to the john and will not accept an
open door policy.
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Julie
I had forgotten all about this “accident” until just now but this
happened to me at a boy-girl party in junior high when I was 13. Some
boys had gotten some beer somewhere and we were drinking it and got a
little drunk. I had to go pee but the bathroom was busy and it couldn’t
wait so I decided to go outside and pee behind the garage where no one
would see me. It was pitch dark and when I finally got there I had to go
so bad that I barely had time to pull my cutoffs down and squat before
pee started flowing in a gusher between my legs. Too late !! I realized
that I hadn’t gotten my panties down and was peeing right into them. I
tried to stop but my pee was coming too hard so I just squated down as
far as I could and waited. But that wasn’t all — at that moment I felt
something else pressing out on my panties and realized that I had to go
poop too. I definitely did not want to do that so I tried to sqeeze my
butt closed but I was still peeing so hard that it wasn’t working and I
could feel more and more coming out into my panties. I gave up at that
point, figuring it was useless to struggle against it happening anymore
and just really let a load go into my panties. It piled up at the crotch
and part way up the back of my butt before it was over. When I was
finally all done I carefully stepped out of my panties and left them on
the ground behind the garage and looked around for something to wipe
with. I found some old newspaper and used that to clean up somewhat, then
pulled up my cutoffs and went back inside. Believe it or not the bathroom
was still busy ! even after all that time so I didn’t get to clean myself
up more until later and ended up with poop and pee stains on my cutoffs.
But I soon forgot about that because there was a really cute boy there
that I liked and wanted to dance with although it felt funny being around
everyone with no underwear on. No one ever knew what happened and I never
did go back to find those panties.
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redneck
Steph, I liked your using the toilet while on the phone story. One of my
friends who was from Western Kentucky would always callme while he was
unloading. It made for hilarious conversation.
———–
Where I work at, we have this 76 year old janitor likes to ask you if you
need toilet paper when you are on the shitter. I am one of those who like
to be left alone while taking a shit and if I want company, it is on my
terms such as by invitation only.
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Alex
Hi guys. I had another case of the shits yesterday. My house has two
bathrooms, one next to the kitchen and the other upstairs by the
bedrooms. I was out and had to crap really bad, so when I got home I ran
into the downstairs toilet [I almost always go upstairs; I can count on
two hands the number of times a year I sit on the downstairs toilet…]
and let out some brown liquid. Pee-Yew! Glad nobody was home at the time.
Went upstairs to my room- an hour later I took a more solid crap
(although more liquidy than my “regular”), had to wipe 7 times.
I sat down to pee later that evening and noticed a gross skid-mark on my
undies. Yuck! I can’t stand skid-marks!
Luv, Alex 🙂
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The other day I had the most embarrasing experience ever imagined. I was
on a hiking expedition and I must have eaten some dodgy food. It was only
the second day out of 5, and I had the most case of diarrhea possible. It
didn’t help, the fact that there was constant movement, which tends to
cause constant boewl movement, and by 12.30pm I had been to the toilet a
whopping 6 times!! Each time I had to stop the group to wait for me, and
I was so embaressed I didn’t know what to do. As there were no toilets,
so I had to go in every hole I could find. One of the holes I found was
actually for pooping in, etc, and I really needed to go. As I was
squating to let this river of poop flow out, I lost my balance, and as I
am rather skinny I fell in. My ass was covered with shit, wheather it was
mine or not I couldn’t say, but it stunk!! I could hardly get out, and I
had to get my friend to help me out. Everyone was watching by now and it
was so embarassing I just about cried.
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Joe
Hi everybody. I guess I should tell you guys about the ending of my
constipation story. It looks like lots of people here have had the same
problems recently. Mine oly lasted for a few days, but when it did come
out, it was big, long, hard, and very difficult to push out. I was at
work when it finally all decided to come out. So, I went to the restroom
and sat down. It was relatively silent except for the big splashes. It
did take about ten minutes, though. There was hardly anything to wipe. I
flushed and left. It was a big relief to finally get all that out.
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Monday, August 25, 1997
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Joe
Hi everybody. I guess I should tell you guys about the ending of my
constipation story. It looks like lots of people here have had the same
problems recently. Mine oly lasted for a few days, but when it did come
out, it was big, long, hard, and very difficult to push out. I was at
work when it finally all decided to come out. So, I went to the restroom
and sat down. It was relatively silent except for the big splashes. It
did take about ten minutes, though. There was hardly anything to wipe. I
flushed and left. It was a big relief to finally get all that out.
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