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Carmalita
Hola amigos!
STEVE: Yeah, I’m always careful in the sun. Thank you for caring though,
you’re a sweetie. Yes, us Mexicans do sunburn! In the hospital all I
really did was a horrible pee, that shot out all over the bed and made me
embarrassed. Maybe a nice poop in a bedpan could have been fun and
exciting, but while I was there, I was in no mood for fun, or excitement.
KENDALL: Hiya sweetie! Don’t feel bad about not knowing what Latino
means. It means basically, a person of latin descent. I am Mexican, and
have sometimes been referred to as Mexicana. There are several terms,
like Hispanic, Hispano, or la raza which means “the race” or, la gente
which means “the people”. Men are called latinos and women are called
latinas with an A at the end. If I were speaking of my people I might say
“Soy de la gente Hispana.” Kendall, I think you are such a little
sweetie, I just want to give you the biggest hug ever! I think you’re a
wonderful writer for 11, and you have a great future ahead of you, and
always remember that we ALL have a lot to learn. With that in mind, know
that you are doing great for your age. Here’s a big kiss for you from
Carmalita, your latina friend.
SUN DEVIL: I’d be happy to answer your turd questions. I eat a lot of
Mexican food which is full of protein and gives me pretty solid poop. In
the morning I eat a breakfast of a flour tortilla with beans, rice and
cheese and some chopped tomato. Then, throughout the day I eat fruit.
Italian food will either give me really soft poopies or the runs if I eat
too much of it, but I love it so much. I usually get the runs if I’m
sick, or very stressed out. I’ve been having diarrhea lately, but it’s
pretty much cleared up now. Usually, I’m good for one really big and hard
turd, then a pile of softer ones. However, there are times, and quite a
few of them, where I’ll crap at least 3 monster logs. Here’s a morning
kiss for you Jamie.
AUSTIN: Thank you so much for your kindness and sweet personality. So
many beautiful men here on this forum! It seems that there are more
beautiful people in here, than out there. You’re a babe! I’d love to poop
outside with you. I’ve always enjoyed your witty posts and replies to
people. I think it would be really cool to see you pull your pants down
and squat for a really nice one. I’d give you a show you wouldn’t forget!
GRUNTLY BOGWELL: Man, did I ever love your story of your aunt! It was not
only sexy, but I personally found it to be beautiful, and so well
written! It was like a short story or somehting. The description of her
dress, and it sounds like she did a nice big one too. And naughty you,
peeping through the jamb! Seriously though, I really like you! That was a
fun story. I had a little peephole too and used to watch my brother’s
freinds go. I was eleven years old the first time I ever saw a guy go
poop. It was really fascinating to know that they don’t wipe from the
front. Plus, seeing male equipment was a nice thrill too! My dad
discovered the hole and puttied it up so that was the end of that. I then
graduated to leaving the door ajar so that I could be seen by them. That
was fun too! Bye Gruntly, smmmmoooooooocchhhhhh!!!
PV: Hi babe, I’m glad my story made you hot. I probably had better not
mention what else I’m thinking (naughty me, huh?). I think you’re pretty
hot stuff yourself girl!
RJOGGER: So, the old man in the NE! Hiya handsome! Good to hear from you.
How’s Kathy? I can just see you Rich, getting all sweaty from a nice run,
working those strong legs, and oh, my, my! Then settling down for a nice,
healthy dump. Your Carmalita would love to bring her gentleman his toilet
paper when he needs it. That was cool what you did to those meanies at
that hotel. Unfortunatlely for me, I am possessed of a fiery temper. I
can be a real in-your-face woman when I’m mad. I don’t get mad like that
very often, but won’t tolerate rudeness from anybody. If I’d have been
there, I would have defended two of my most favorite people, and trust
me, those hotel people would remember Carmalita!!!
JEFF A: Hi hon! Wow! Thank you so much for those sweet comments. And you
would cry for me? Now that brings me to tears! I love your “poopcon
idea”. So you’re gonna put me in a “stink booth” huh? Okay, I’ll get you
for that one! I’ll drag you in, and make you stay and smell it! Renee
read that and laughed so hard she almost wet her pants. You make me laugh
which is good. Well, I hate to disappoint you, but for the last two days,
my poop has been very mild smelling. Hard, firm, and huge, but mild.
Of course you have a chance with me! Tesa sends you a big kiss, but will
not post here. She speaks english well, but is nervous about typing it
and making lots of mistakes, so she wants me to answer for her. Hey, good
guess on her name! It’s Theresa, but she goes for her own shortened
version. My name, Carmalita means “Little Carmen”, but my mom spells it
Carman. How did me and Tesa meet? I met her at an outdoor concert. She
was a wild little thing, and still is! But fun, and terminally cute! Tesa
is 5’4″ 3 inches taller than me, and VERY sexy! She is dark like me, long
wavy black hair which she arranges differently every day, and has the
most bewitching eyes I’ve ever seen.
It was pretty warm here yesterday, and we’d hiked for awhile until we
came to a picnic area with a large pond. There were heavy clumps of trees
with lots of bushes around. People were using these areas for a bathroom,
and changing area. There was also a beautiful stream behind the bushes
with wooden planks laid down to cross over to the other side. Me and Tesa
had been on the other side of the creek when we saw some guys and girls
near a blanket on the ground in a clearing by the pond. One guy saw me
and couldn’t take his eyes off me. I smiled at him just right, and he was
all eyeballs! We also spread our blanket down, and Tesa laid on her
stomach facing the water. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see this
guy staring at us. Anyway, about an hour passed and that’s when I felt a
nice big one coming on. I stood up, pulled my hair behind my ears and
over my shoulders till it trailed down my brown back. I asked Tesa for a
handful of napkins, and she dug through the pack an! d handed them to me.
I then walked very carefully toward the bushes, giving this guy every
possible clue as to what I was going in there to do. Suddenly, he wasn’t
there anymore. I pretended not to notice, but he was making his way into
the bushes about 12 yards away. It was dark in there, but easily
accessible. When I stopped, so did he. I’d just pulled the string on my
shorts, and undid the button, and was about to pull them down when I saw
his white tank top. Pretending to be alarmed I said “Oh Jeez! I’m afraid
I can’t hold this anymore, and there’s no bathrooms out here!” “I’m
sorry,” he began, “I came out here to do the same thing.” Both of us were
great liars. He looked so dejected knowing that he’d been caught, so I
said “Would you mind keeping an eye out for me, or do you have to go
worse than me? If so, I’ll keep an eye out for you.” He was all smiles
and said, “No! I’d be happy to stand watch for you.”
“I came in here because I have to do the nasty number two,” I said,
smiling, thumbs still hooked in the waistband of my panties. He nodded
and said “Go ahead, I won’t watch. I’ll stand guard for you over here.”
and he moved closer, for a better side view actually. I was very excited
to give him a show, and so was he, I could see the bulge in his shorts. I
smiled again and said “I can’t believe I’m actually going to do this in
front of a stranger, but I have to go really bad! Don’t look at me.” With
that, I pulled my shorts and panties down to my ankles giving him a view
of the black triangle between my legs, and my brown ass. Squatting, I
started to pee, soaking the dirt. I looked up, smiled once more and said
“No fair, you’re looking!” He was frozen like a statue and said “I can’t
help it. You’re so beautiful!” I then grunted hard for show, strained and
pushed. I could feel a big turd stretching my little brown hole. It came
out, crackling and popping, long and hard. It ! was huge, and touched the
ground and coiled. It was a big one, maybe 2″ thick and 12″ long.
“Ohhhhhhhh,” I exhaled, “that felt good…here comes more.” I grunted
again, and out came a massive succession of turds piling on top of my big
turd that lay in the dirt between my legs.
“Ummpphhh-umm-mmmm—plllkkkllplop-plop-plop-plop-plop-plop-plop-plop” It
was quite a pile of summer sausages fresh from my latina ass. Stinky? Yes
indeedy! I exhaled hard, and dribbled more yellow pee on top, wetting the
pile. “Too many tacos,” I smiled and winked. “I’m sorry this is so
grosss,” I added. He was eager to answer “No! Not at all, everybody has
to go!” I then wiped my butt with the napkins, very slowly, inspecting
each wad. Knowing he was watching every move I said “I hate being ucky. I
like to get it all.” I then pulled my panties up, blue satin with a
purple waist band, then my tan shorts. As I was tying the string I smiled
and said “Have you ever seen any of your girl friends over there! do
this?” He shook his head no, still in shock. “Do you want me to stand
guard for you now?” He said he didn’t have to go anymore, maybe later.
Looking at the bulge in his pants I felt sorry for him! The poor guy
couldn’t pee! I then smiled again and said “Do you have to take a dump,
I’ve got more napkins with me?” He shook his head no. I then grabbed a
branch of some bushes and shook them getting Tesa’s attention. Waving her
over, she entered the bushes and I said “He’ll stand guard for us if you
have to go too.” “Okay,” Tesa nodded, then pulled her shorts and panties
down and squatted. I thought this guy was going to pass out, he was so
excited! Tesa squatted with her elbows on her thighs, squeezing her two
???? boobs together. I could see nipples poking even through her bra, and
the lace of her bra could be seen through her purple shirt. Her long hair
was tied into a ponytail, and the curve of her brown ass looked great
with a big turd creeping out of it. She grunted, and! crapped a nice long
one that was yellowish and had corn in it.
“rrrrrnnnnn…spprrkklll….rrnnn…kkkrrrkkkllllll…k-plup!” When it
fell, she sighed loudly, grunted and pushed out two more medium sized
ploppies that smelled pretty bad. She wiped her butt four times, and I
said “You missed a spot here hon,” and I reached under and wiped it for
her. To make this very long story short, this guy spent the rest of the
afternoon at our blanket. He looked so miserable and I said “You have to
pee, poor thing, why don’t you just go in the bushes and try?” We
exchanged phone numbers and he said he’d call me tonight! Cool, I hope
so! He was awfully cute. His name is Derek. Anyway, hasta la vista!
Love,
Carmalita
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GaryUSA
I have to put my two cents in concerning the topic going around relating
to the size and consistency to a mans or womans jobbies. First of all
there are four factors, which will affect the size and consistency
assuming that each person is healthy with no gastrointestinal problems.
They are exercise, the amount of liquids consumed and how fast they are
excreted from the body, the type and amount of food taken in at any given
time. Lastly how we respond sociologically to our environment. That is if
we are more comfortable going in our own home with full privacy or do we
hold off going in public places because of lack of privacy or
cleanliness, perceived or otherwise.
What we eat will affect the quantity and quality of poop we do. For
example people with very spicy diets consisting mostly of red meat and
very little vegetables will tend to produce smaller jobbies, which tend
to be more offensive in the smell department. Others who eat large
quantities of vegetables or roughage with small portions of white meat
tend to produce larger jobbies. Less spices in the diet the less the odor
etc.
Exercise plays a part in the consistency of our jobbies and how often we
will have to go. It is my belief that a person with normal activity will
tend to go on a regular basis with unspectacular results. The theory that
the body tends to push the sludge through the intestines at its normal
rate producing anywhere from soft to medium soft poop. However those of
us with sedentary lifestyles who do not move around much during the day
do not cause the body to push the sludge through the intestines very fast
allowing the body to more efficiently process the food going through it,
making it firmer and harder. Those of us who are uncomfortable or
repulsed in using public facilities and therefore delaying or stifling
our urge to go until we get home only complicate matters more by allowing
the water in the sludge in our intestines to make the poop even harder
and drier possibly leading to problems like constipation.
Another factor is how much liquid we drink and how efficiently our bodies
get rid of it. Even people who are very active but who sweat profusely
and do not drink sufficient amounts of liquid may suffer problems in
elimination.
Other than the fact that improper diet, not enough liquids and ignoring
the urge to defecate may lead to problems down the road if left
unchecked, I do think that these will lead to larger jobbies than normal
regardless of the sex of the individual. I do think that women do ignore
the need to defecate more so than men. At least that is the way I see it.
If you have any comments, or differing opinions, I think we all would
find them very interesting.
BTW this is only me humble opinion. I am not a doctor, just someone who
is very fascinated by it.
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Traveling Guy
POSTER WITHOUT NAME – Welcome. Your wife’s shyness about pooping in front
of you reminds me of how I once worried that I would be afraid to poop
around my wife after I married. I commented here about a week ago that I
used to try not to let anyone else know when I was going to poop and I
couldn’t imagine how I would go someday with a wife around. But things
changed for me before I got married, so it’s never been a problem. In
your case, I would say you should should take the initiative and be a
little more open with your wife, a small step at a time. Let her know
when you have to take a dump. Try pooping while she’s in the shower or
taking a bath – tell her, “I just couldn’t wait.” Try leaving the
bathroom door open or having her bring you a new roll of TP. This might
make her a little less shy and then, who knows where it could go from
there? Good luck. Keep us updated.
AUSTIN – I enjoyed your comments about “dirty societies.” Very
interesting concept. In the case of Peru, no, I don’t think that’s
necessarily the case. The people I knew who urinate and defecate in the
open are Amerindian people who have traditionally never had access to
indoor plumbing. They designate a certain area to be used just outside
the village (although I have seen people violate that, mainly children).
In the larger cities and towns, it’s not like that. People use
residential bathrooms and public restrooms, although in poor urban
neighborhoods where residents have come from the countryside looking for
a better life, you will find many of them taking care of business
outdoors. Again, though, that’s usually due to inadequate sanitation.
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JW
Linda– Sweetie I’m SO SORRY to hear about your
accident…I do hope you’re all right. I know first
hand how bad being in the hospital can be…I do hope
you got to poop in peice. Hope you have some stories
for us when you are on the mend. XOXO- JW
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Buzzy
Goood morning,all-haven’t been around lately cause i’ve been busy with
all kinds of stuff,but i’ve been doing my poo thing just about every a.m
but,nothing much to report to you all-yes,i’ve had a few pleasurable
unloadings out at the beach,but nothing worth posting about-Some
responces-Then i’ll tell you about this a.m’s woods dump
TO RJOGGER-Nice foursome out in the wild-I too would be real excited lik
you and Larry!That must have been great wiping Noreen’s butt!Always enjoy
your stuff!
TO the MYSTERY poster who stated that they want to see their wife
poop-All I can say is-take it slow-first try to sneak a listen when she
is pooing and see if you are really into it and then maybe try the old
walkin be accident and see whet happens-heck you guys are merried so take
a chance,and believe me if she isn’t into it,you’ll know righr away and
at that point forget it,but you may also be surprised too,so take a
chance,but be cool about it-keep us [posted!
Now to my woods dump-Got up early this a.m. and felt a good one coming
on-haven’t had a good dump in a few days,yes i’ve been going every day
,but like i said before-nothing to report till this a.m.When i got out to
the woods i really had to poop good and it felt like a pretty good
load-of course i looked for my lady friend,but again no show-So I found a
spot deep in the woods and got undressed and decided to squat down and
lean back on my hands and spread my legs and unload like that-I had to go
so bad so soon as i got back on my hands and spread my lags I let out a
hissing fart and right away the turds started coming out-it was a cool
feeling pooing ln this position,but after a few mins,my hands started to
get tired and i felt the pile of poo starting to touch my ass,so after
the 1st salvo,i got up and saw my 1st pile-it was a long sausage that
came out in 1 piece and just wrapped around itself and piled up-I think
if it was stretched out,it was over a foot and a half lo! ng and real
smooth-boy did that feel good comng out!Then i just walked around for
about 5 mins enjoying the morning air and there was absoloutely no one
around at all and soooo quiet too!Had to clean off my butt from the pile
touching my ass,Then i felt some more stuff filling my rectum and decided
to hold it for a bit and just walked around some more til i really
couldn’t stand to hold it-this was fun to hold it as long as i could and
then i ran about 40 feet over to my 1st pile and as i was squatting my
asshole opened up with the rest of my excrement-i started pooing before i
got totally squatted down with soft pudding with a whole lot of gas along
as it was coming out–Oh the relief as i moaned with pleasure as it
splattered on the ground and covered my 1st pile like topping on an ice
cream sundae-it was a great unloading-Then i stood up and looked at my
pile-it was a good one-wish i had a mirror to see all this come out of my
butt-Then i waited for more,but that was it and! after about 15 mins I
wiped my anus with handi-wipes and got dressed and biked back and I felt
wonderful after that poop-Oh man did that fell good,just wish i could
have done that kind of load with my lady friend-Now that would have been
the best!Hopefully,i’ll run into her soon-the weekend is supposed to be
cloudy and possibly rain so i’ll have to wait till next week-of course
mon is supposed to be great here in the N.E.Hey DIANE(NY) let’s get
together for a poop,neighbor!Maybe RJOGGER will join us!Hope all of you
had a great July 4th-later!BYE
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Mike
Zip and Brad: Great stories about California beach restrooms! Zip I liked
the cool way you took a shit in a handicapped stall while a surfer dude
was changing in the same stall! It’s great how cool guys never refuse a
guy who needs to take a crap in that kind of situation. Brad your story
about the dad and his kid reminded me of a similar experience I had in a
beachfront restroom in California. Like the one you described this one
had a single large doorless stall suitable for use by the handicapped. I
always enjoy taking a shit in this type of restroom and held my crap in
that morning when me and a buddy left for the beach. The mornings are
always good times to see other dudes shitting so I headed for the
restroom shortly after getting to the beach. I was just ahead of a yound
dude with his kid who looked about 6-years-old. The guy was about 25. He
was tall with a short military haircut and was wearing dog tags. We sort
of arrived at the doorless stall at the same ti! me. The guy told me to
go ahead, but his kid needed to poop so I told him that I would wait. We
stood watching the kid shit. The guy was real friendly. He was marine
stationed at a base about 10 miles north. He told me about the different
places he had been stationed at. When his kid was done crapping, he
helped the kid wipe his butt. He told me to go ahead and use the crapper,
and that he would wait for me to get done before shitting himself. I told
him I was kind of constipated and it would be better if he went first. He
was real grateful. He pulled down his swim suit to his ankles (he had no
shirt on) and sat naked on the crapper. It was one of those metal bowls
without a seat so his equipment was in full view since he sat on the
crapper with his thighs widely separated. He was real uninhibited. His
kid kept asking him questions and that distracted his attention. He
farted, then power pissed into the bowl. I then heard the usual crackling
sound followed by se! veral loud plops as his turds hit the water in the
bowl. He kept telling me he would be done soon. He started wiping sitting
down and examined the TP after each wipe. I could see the shit smears on
the TP. By that time another young guy joined me in line for the crapper.
When the marine was done he thanked me and left with his kid. I then took
a good shit while talking to the next guy. He was also real friendly and
just laughed at my remarks about my dump. Each time I dropped a log I
made some remark about how good it felt. He just said things like “Yeah.”
I would have liked to hang around while he crapped but that may have
seemed a bit obvious.
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Dr. Polhemus
PPG:
It’s difficult to ascertain your particular problem, particularly for a
person who has never met you or knows the specific lifestyle in which you
live.
An unfirm bowel movement can be caused by many things other than diet.
Stress can cause this type of thing, or worse, frequent diarrhea bouts.
If you eat a heathy, well-rounded diet, your execretions will normally be
firm and large. Working out to excess can cause you intestinal problems,
also. Even lack of sleep for a significant amount of time can have
effects like watery, almost diarrheal symptoms. Irritable bowel syndrome
is a very common malady. Most of these can cause what you’re describing
and are caused, themselves, by a lifestyle that’s frenetic and chaotic,
always trying to beat deadlines. It tends to upset your digestive system
by eliminating sufficient time for water-absorbed waste to collect in the
bowel, dry and become solid (i.e. going to the bathroom too often),
causing you to eliminate before you’re ready.
To Nicole and others: There is no way I can convince you that the human
rectum in both men and women are nearly identical (in proportion to size,
of course). Imagination, predisposed opinion and “urban legend”
are enough for most people. People, including myself, have a tendency
to search out information that substantiates their own beliefs and ignore
that which refutes their positions. The imagination is a powerful thing
that even the most powerful evidence does little to persuade people who
have firmly-entrenched views on something. Women do
not pass larger stools than men, nor are they anything but randomly
shaped like those of men (depending on a lot of things…diet included).
I cannot convince you, even as a physician, and you don’t have to believe
me. Go to Sonnick’s Physicians’ Reference book (should
be available at most large city libraries). It contains text and photo-
graphic material that will show you that many of these differences are
merely exaggerations, if not completely false.
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Scatological Guy
Just a short one this time; to comment about relatives sizes of male &
female ani; the only one I’ve ever studied intensely was my ex-wife’s
since I used to help her go when she was constipated or needed an enema,
and it seemed as though hers was as described by others here as
definitely wider at the opening, which allowed for a much larger turd to
be excreted, and boy did she put out some monsters! I remember her
squatting on the toilet and I got a really good view of them coming out,
while at the same time trying to hide my erection. Would that we could
have shared this very intimate experience by talking about it, but I
never was able to. I got this from watching my sister go when I was in my
early teens and she was 9; she would let me sit on the tub and peek
between her legs and watch her squeeze them out. She got so constipated
once that I had to help her by pulling it out for her. We were doing this
until my parents separated us when I got older, but the memorie! s will
be with me forever.
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Bryian
To aboy: I liked your story…i think it’s cool your poop was red.
To messyboy: Good story, thats cool that you pooped your pants for your
friend so he wouldn’t feel bad.
To Peter: Good story..Thats cool you peed in like 3 bags on the bus and
every one was watching. You should have just pooped in a baggie…you
probably wouldn’t have been embarssed as much when you pooped your self.
To SanD: I liked your story about that young guy shitting in home depot.
That must have been cool looking at his underwear. I take it you were
shitting? right?
To Zip: cool story about your friend shiting on a branch…and you got to
take a peak at every thing!!
To Roger B: cool story about you being in line waitning for a burger and
u forgot u took milk of magnesia…and you shit your pants. did any one
see you?? How is milk of magnesia? i never had that? and do you get
constipated alot??I’ve never had any trouble…excpet i’ve been in a
movie before and i drink alot of coke and i have to pee so bad i can
hardly make it to the bathroom cuz i don’t like to leave if i don’t have
to. I’ve never had an accident in the movies.
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Linda
Hi PPG,
Boyfriend dislikes hard TP,complains and sulks. Yesterday I got sick of
his grumbling, waited for him to shower and dry himself and grabbed him.
Sitting on the toilet holding Carl over my knee, wiped him vigorously
emptying a box of 200 sheets. He was shocked but I enjoyed it.
Hi PPG,
Just read your “Kindred spirit” message on page 640.
How come brands like Charmin, Andrex and Kleenex are available in
multi-packs in various colours, yet Izal medicated is only available in
single units (and one colour?). This must make the product more expensive
and provides a fine example of “rip-off”Britain(Sorry). It would be
better if the Izal roll was the same diameter as the Andrex roll too.
What do you think? Consumers unite!
“Bronco”? Never heard of it. Anyone else prefer hard “John Wayne”
TP?
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During the match with Jennifer Capriati, Serena Williams was making
gruntiing noises when returning the ball. Maybe she had another turd
coming out.
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Zip
I just remembered a sorta weird experience. I was coming back from a trip
and had to use the toilet at a gas station. It was one of those places
where you have to ask the guy behind the counter to use the bathroom and
he buzzes you in. I was buzzed in and proceeded to take a dump. I had
finished my business and was starting to clean myself up. I usually wipe
with dry paper first and then finish up by wiping with wet paper towels.
Since this restroom had the sink in the same room as the toilet, I was
standing between the sink and the toilet, running water on some paper
towels. Just then I heard the sound of the buzzer and the door opened. A
guy in his 30’s walks into the restroom and sees me standing there. I
tell him I’ll be done in a minute, thinking that he’ll be like most
people and say “sorry” and wait outside. Instead he just says ok, and
leans up against the wall with his arms folded, watching me. He didn’t
look like he was leering or really even interested in seeing me,! he
looked like he was just waiting for the toilet to become available. I
felt kinda weird with him standing there, seeing me naked from the waist
down, washing my ass with wet paper towels. I figured I might as well
finish. I wiped a few more times until the paper was clean, then flushed
the toilet. I pulled up my briefs and shorts and washed my hands. He just
stood there until I went to the door. I didn’t feel bothered by the guy
at all, though.
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SanD
There are 2 swapmeets located a few miles from me. Last weekend I went to
both of them.
At the first one, the restrooms are always packed with guys pissing and
crapping. The stalls also have partitions that have a larger gap between
the floor and partition. You can see the entire toilet bowl from the
side. Usually the guys are shy and pull their pants down only enough to
crap. Today the guy on the first toilet had his pants and boxers all the
way down to the floor. Everyone coming in the door could see his legs
completely exposed. All the stalls were full, so I waited outside the one
stall that had a shower curtain for a door. Every now and again, the wind
would blow through the restroom, billowing out the curtain, and I’d catch
a glimpse of him sitting on the toilet. This guy was probably about 24 or
so, Latino-looking, wearing a long sleeved shirt, jeans, white briefs,
boots. He looked to be straining the few times the curtain billowed out.
He wiped himself very quickly, got dressed, and left.
The other swap meet has it’s own unusual setup. The first stall has a
clear window in it and if you’re tall like I am, you can see the top of
someone’s head as you enter the restroom. I noticed someone was in it as
I came in. The stalls don’t have locks on them and the toilet is set back
from the door, so I accidentally opened this guy’s door. He just had a
surprised look. He was also Latino-looking, with a white t-shirt, jeans,
white briefs, boots. I said excuse me and went into the adjacent stall.
The interesting thing about this restroom is that the management puts a
cardboard box between the toilets for the occupants to throw their used
toilet paper. Two adjacent toilet stalls share the same box. I think that
the plumbing must be bad. It was cool when this guy started to wipe. I
heard the usual sounds, then I saw some paper with shit smeared on it
land in the box. He kept wiping and throwing his shit-smeared paper into
the box. I’m not into scat, but it was interestin! g to see this
strangers shit paper up close. I decided to do the same and toss some his
way as well. Ironically, after he left, someone walked in on me and then
took the neighboring stall.
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PV
RENEE — I KNEW it would be a girl! I win the raffle! Hee-hee!!! Please
accept a ????-carress for little Malita, and hugs all round for the
fabulous ladies of Big Malita’s House! And Jake too, I bet that rocking
horse is an absolute work of art! More than anything, congratulations on
something wonderful, dear.
LOUISE — Oh, how I’d have loved to join the team and launch a stream
into that bath! Forwards, more than likely… I zapped the sink the other
night, and did a standing shot in the toilet a few hours ago. I can just
visualize you in your little white dress, relaxing over the sink — oh
for summer!
STEVE — Thank you so much, I would have been honoured to be on the
“hosing team” for the party! It’s wonderful to speak to those who are
sympathetic about the AP condition, and who can relate to the uplift that
comes with liberation from its tyranny. Yes indeed, Louise’s fun and
mischief are always a delicious antidote to such problems! Spain will be
a time to remember this year, I’ll warrant!!!!
HIKER — Well! I must say, the impulse to try out one of those street
urinals on London would be pretty strong…
COUSIN — I’m so sorry to hear about Linda’s accident. That’s just
terrible! There’s too much of this going around, tragedy keeps
visiting… Please tell her know she has many friends who all wish her
speedy wellness.
VANESSA — My impression is that your daughter is just going through a
phase… I confess I was about that age when I found a fascination with
pooping my pants. I didn’t do it very often, and never when anyone was
around, and I’d always clean up right away, but that’s a matter of
degree. I did it, and pretty soon the fascination went away. Hopefully
your daughter will simply grow out of it, and probably look back on it
with a twinge of puzzlement as to why she ever did it!
One closing thought: walking home today I passed a house where a young
man and his gal were in the front garden. I heard him say loudly: “Julie,
close the toilet seat when you go to the toilet!” I smiled wrily behind
my sunnies, as I wondered if this lass had mastered the standing
technique, and her guy was having a reverse-joke about *her* leaving the
seat up!
All my best,
PV
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A real medic…
I’ve never felt the need to post on here before, and certainly not ‘as a
medic’, but I find the idea of a genuine doctor not believing that women
drink less than men, and using terms such as ‘statistically significant’
to describe a personal anecdote, somewhat unbelievable. Statistical
demonstrations of men drinking more? To pick an example from my own
region, the Scottish Health Survey 1995 (for which results are easily
available online) shows that with an expected sampling error of
approximately 2% or less women drink half to three times less alcohol
than men across their lifespans (e.g. aged 16-24, mean consumption for
men is 20.8 units/week, women 8.4 – one unit is 25g of pure ethanol,
equivalent to a single shot of spirits or half a pint of lager – the gap
gets larger with age). Anyone with a credible understanding of human
anatomy should know that the volume and shape of the pelvis (between
superior and inferior pelvic apertures) is generally very different
between men a! nd women, most notably because the latter have to be able
to give birth through the pelvis. I doubt if there’s been a published
study examining sex differences in stool volume, but anyone can quote
anecdotal evidence about it, and being a medic doesn’t mysteriously make
it significant (for example, to gain bedside experience with patients
whilst at university I did auxiliary nursing over the summers, and had to
help more patients use the toilet than I expect to see in a career of
being a doctor – and my general impression was that for men and women of
similar height and build, women produced slightly larger turds).
As regards the formation of the smell of faeces, synthesis of vitamin K
in itself has nothing to do with the bacterial metabolic processes that
lead to the smell (indeed the range of bacteria producing the worst
smells is different to that producing useful amounts of vitamin K). The
main unpleasant part of the smell is made by the sulphate reducing
bacteria, which produce hydrogen sulphide – the main genera being
desulphovibrio and desulphotomaculum. A wide range of bacteria can
generate hydrogen methane as an end-point to anaerobic respiration, and
these gases form the bulk of flatus. A wide variety of volatile
short-chain sulphur compounds all add to the characteristic smell.
To address the issue of biologically determined gender differences in
behaviour, I would certainly agree that social moulding is the main
determinant of gender-derived activity, but nevertheless there are
various ways in which human brain development is affected by biological
sex, mainly in the hypothalamus (e.g. women, particularly after having at
least one kid, have a far greater oxytocinergic innervation in this
region, coupled with more oxytocin receptors – paralleled by arginine
vasopressin neurones in men). These changes are actually determined by an
increased level of /oestrogen/ in the male brain in utero, as increased
levels of androgens cross the blood-brain barrier and are then converted.
To claim that there are no biological reasons for different gender
behaviour is simply wrong, however interpreting these differences is of
course rather harder.
In short – each of these poop-related issues is less straightforward than
it seems, and one should never automatically take anyone’s claim to be an
expert on a subject at face value on a forum such as this that is both
anonymous and outside the specific area of expertise claimed (I certainly
wouldn’t claim to be a great expert on the human gut, and whether people
believe that I’m a medic is up to them, although it doesn’t really affect
what I actually have to say). Simply being able to write ‘smart-sounding’
and formal english does not an expert make…
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Tim
I have always had an interest in shit and particularly diarrhoea. From an
early age my parents used to dose me with laxatives, which at the time I
disliked but once in my teens I took a strong liking for the wet feeling
between my cheeks when the watery shit spurts out of my bottom.
Early experiments with laxatives was with Epsom salts(Magnesium
Sulphate),Senna,Cascara and Phenopthalein. The most effective being Epsom
Salts which produces very liquid shit and lots of it, and I have at
times, been able to get 14 evacuations from 2 – 3 tablespoonfuls of Epsom
Salts in a pint of warm water and it usually acts in 45 minutes.
I remember getting hold of some pills called “extra strong constipation
pills” which contained Podophyllum(may apple) and Culvers root. These
pills took a long time to work (about 12 hours) and I recall taking 6
pills one morning (the normal dose being 2 or 3) and the about 11 hours
later 2 tablespoonfuls of Epsom Salts. The effect was staggering when
they worked together – much fuller evacuations which were were voided
with much more force than with Epsom Salts alone. obviously the
Podophyllum ittitated the intestinal membrane causing extra peristalsis
and pushing forward the intestinal fluids drawn out by the Salts with
great force. Unfortunately, my supply of these pills dried up and I was
never able to find anymore.
I the stumbled on some pills called Tablax and was quite excited by the
instructions “Do not exceed the stated dose”. They also contained
Colocynth, Jalap and Podophyllum which I knew were v strong
laxatives/purgatives. The maximum stated dose was 2 pilss and one night I
decided to take 3 as I thought they probably erred on the side of
caution. I was vaguely aware of alot of rumbling noises during my sllep
the I woke at 3 am with an unbearably strong desire to go to the loo and
I only just made it. The shit just poured out of my bottom – it seemed
like gallons of it – huge copious fluid evacuations every couple of
minutes which went on for over an hour. As you can imagine I was
delighted with my new find but I never quite dared to combine it with
Epsom Salts but I had many a good shit with these pills and many a high
speed dash to the toilet – only just making it ! Then, sadly these pills
became unavailable.
Now running out of time but I shall follow on with another post as to how
I manage now.
I was v interested by Jessica’s post referring to diarrhoea with hard
bits in it being so sensual to the anus – I agree – why d’ont you try
some indigestible foods at night – particularly good is corn on the cob
eat almot raw and pieces of carrot swallowed almost raw and whole
followed quickly by a v strong laxative which will work on the small
intestine such as Epsom Salts, Castor oil or Jalap (difficult to obtain
but you can substitute with Bindweed roots liquidised – 1/2 teaspoonful
of the juice – also called Convolvusus Avensiswhich is similar to Morning
Glory). This should sweep out the vegatable bits unchanged down the small
intestine and through the colon unchanged and give a lovely sensation.
More later.
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Julie
Hi Everyone!
Steve: Hello my dearest toilet guard. Yes indeed I could have done with
you for the past two weeks as there were a number of occasions where
Privacy was extremely limited -see todays post below. I loved your story
about all those girls weeing in front of you. I wish I could have seen
it, I would love to wee with you watching me!
Louise: Hey, how are you? I loved your story about the sink wee at work.
You don’t mention any knickers – were you not wearing anything under that
skimpy white dress – I know what you’re like for that!
Vanessa: Sounds like a tricky problem you have there, particularly now
that you seem to have to watch Jenny to see when she is pooing her
knickers. It seems quite strange that a 15 year old is quite happy to sit
in such a way that everyone can see up her skirt. What about when you are
out,does she do it then as well. My only suggestion would be to make her
keep the mess in her knickers and make her sit on newspaper or similar
for the rest of the day until she gets so uncomfortable?
Anyway, on to today’s post which again comes from an experience I had
whilst in France. I was near Paris and about to catch a train when at the
station I needed to have a poo. I found the ladies and went in just ahead
of another lady who I found was also English. Anway, on getting into the
ladies, instead of cubicles there were literally just three ‘toilets’
which were nothing more than holes in the ground with a bit of porcelain
around it in a row with absolutely no privacy. There was already a lady,
probably about 35 in mid wee holding her skirt up with both hands whilst
squatting over the hole. I was slightly surprised, but not totally
shocked. The other lady (I later found out her name was Susan) was
totally shocked. To put you in the picture she was about 50, very
‘proper’ English housewife type, probably rarely used any kind of public
toilet,let alone something like this.
Anyway, the other girl finished and left whilst we were standing at the
door, and then Susan agreed to have a wee if I ‘stood guard’ so to speak
(shame Steve wasn’t there to oblige, although I don’t think she could
have coped with a bloke watching her!). Anway, the floors were quite
filthy so I held Susans bag for her whilst she went cautiously towards
the ‘hole’ in the furthest corner. She didn’t seem too concerned about me
watching just so long as I was in front of her I suppose shielding her
from the door. Anway, she lifted up her knee length pink skirt followed
by her white slip which was underneath. Once her skirt was up she glanced
at me and the door before starting to pull down her tights followed by
her white knickers to mid thigh and then carefully squatted down. After a
little while she began to wee, slowly at first and then it started
gushing out for a good 15 seconds. When she had finished she looked
around for some paper and suddenly realised there wasn’! t any – the
expression on her face was priceless! Anyway, I had some tissues in by
bag so I passed her a couple so she could wipe herself. When she had
finished she pulled her knickers and tights back up and straightened her
skirt.
Then of course it was my turn and she insisted on standing ‘gaurd’ for
me. All I could think of was Steve, and I’m sure she wondered why I was
grinning so much! AS many of you know, I’m now not that shy in front of
people, but it did feel weird as I lifted my skirt with this stranger
watching me. Of course to make matters worse she had only had a wee, but
I needed to do a #2! As delicately as I could I pointed out that I was
sorry if it smelt a bit, but Susan just smiled. I squatted down and
almost immediately started to poo. I then finished quite quckly and used
a couple more tissues to wipe myself, but for some reason it did feel
slightly odd going in front of this woman, which surprised me. I guess at
heart I’m still quite shy, particularly in front of people I dont know.
We left the toilets without anyone else coming in and then both went our
separate ways. I don’t suppose I will see her again, but an interesting
experience nevertheless.
Love Julie
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kim and scott
hello all!
TO LINDA-scott and I are so sorry to hear about your accident. get better
soon!
TO KENDAL-hello dear. welcome back. scott and I missed you.
TO RENEE-congratulations on your baby girl and naming it carmalita. I am
sure carmalita will make a good aunt to her.
TO LOGGER-hello. thanks for liking my posts. I am short but I shit
enormous! by the way your height has no basis on how large you shit!
and when I blasted out my log onto the newspapered floor It landed with a
loud crunch and did not break. my logs are not only enormous but solid as
hell too! be well logger.
TO JEFF A-hello there sweetie! I missed you! thanks for the nice
compliments on my looks and body. I appreciate it! your like RJOGGER,a
sweet man who always says sweet things! by the way I like your poopcon
2001 idea. I like what loveable steve said about me slamming out a log
into the bowl and people can watch it come out underneath but I think I
can also come out in a teeny bikini,flashing a huge smile, as I strip
nude,strike a sexy pose as I blast out an enormous,bowel movement onto
the newspapered floor. and their would be huge football stadium tv
screens all around so the audience can see my log coming out in every
possible angle. with plenty of close up shots of my pink quivering butt
as my anus and butt expands to let my monstrosity out!and for an encore I
can hop onto the bathroom countertop and stick my ass out and blast
another gigantic log out for the thrilled audience. and you jeff,steve,my
boyfriend scott and other men can protect us ladies from harm during ou!
r live performances.plus other live performances can include a peeing
contest: with louise or pv probably winning and cute kendal being one of
the front runners, also a contest on which male can have the largest log.
and like you said carmalita can sit in the bathroom and people can take
turns who can be in the bathroom with her the longest to put up with her
exotic aroma. you would be the winner jeff I think!haha. plus day two can
have buddy dumping couples like roger and angela and kim and scott. and
your right kim,ringstretcher,and carmalita can sign toilet rolls for the
fans and john (VT) can shoot many pictures for the “shit illustrated
magazine” good idea jeff. scott and I are putting on our name tags and
are ready to go!!!bye now.
TO SUNDEVIL-hello there. In answer to your question on what foods make me
poop the largest,longest and fattest. well i have to say whenever I eat
total cereal,a cereal loaded in fiber i shit all over the bowl. the bowl
can barely hold my huge shit in! also a nice chicken dinner provides the
same results. so if you invite me over your house and want to see me shit
huge feed me total cereal or make me a chicken dinner and watch me sit on
the bowl and i guarantee you in no time you will see an enormous,horse
sized bowel movement swimming in your bowl(SERIOUSLY!) good question
dear. bye now! by the way I shit huge anyway because thats the way my
system is but these foods make me shit even bigger!
TO STEVE-hello. scott and I like your posts. we wish you posted more but
we understand that you are busy
TO BUZZY-hello. love your posts as always.
TO RJOGGER-hello. scott and I love your posts also. and thanks for
calling me pretty all the time. i appreciate it!
TO NICOLA- hello.welcome back after a long absence.
TO GRUNTLY BOGWELL-hello. scott and I like your posts too. we want to
hear more!
TO MISS ANONYMOUS-hello. we like your posts too!
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Carol (housewife)
For what its worth my experiences agree with Nicola and Tony on women
doing thicker jobbies than men (all other factors being equal).
Vanessa, this is a difficult call with your daughter being 15 and
deliberately doing a poo in her knickers. From your brief description I
understand her motions are solid and formed not loose or diarrhea so she
could easily go to the toilet and do it in the normal manner. That this
is happening at home rules out the usual “bullies in the school toilets”,
“cruel teacher who wont let pupils go to the toilet when they ask during
class” reasons.
Has something happened to change her home life? A new sibling, someone
moving in to the home or leaving it? Emotional upsets such as this can
trigger such soiling events.
My daughter started to have “accidents” in her knickers when she was 16
and still at school. As her motions had been big solid and formed jobbies
I could rule out illness and eventually I found that her then boyfriend
had rejected her very cruely in front of other pupils for another girl he
considered prettier. A Mum and Daughter very friendly and sympathetic
talk with Keith and my son told to lose themselves for an afternoon
helped her get over it and she soon found another boyfriend and was far
happier again and the knicker soiling incidents ceased as suddenly as
they had started. It was a “cry for help” and perhaps your daughter has a
similar problem? Please let us know how things turn out.
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Kendal
Andrew has had yet another post wiped ! This one about Emily taking him
to the toilet on his birthday. Well, he says he is not trying again, has
told me all about it, and told me to tell everyone what happened.
Apparantly, when it came to it, Emily didn’t want him to be in the
bathroom with her when it came down to it (thats the first I knew about
this, I had assumed everything had gone fine as they seemed to have grown
very close afterwards, but then I suppose that was because of the way it
actually happened in the end ). Andrew has said in a previous post how
wierd our appartment was because the window to the bathroom opened out
into our bedroom. Well, although Emily didn’t want him to be in the
bathroom with her, she asked him to open the bathroom window for her (
she couldn’t reach the top-opening ) and told him he could watch her
through the window off his bunk, and then she proceeded to have a wee and
three poos for him !
Now, what I can tell from first hand was that two days later, Andrew went
to have his poo. I knew Emily had been a bit shy about watching him have
a wee, so in a kind of sign language, using our heads, I managed to
indicate to Andrew to open the bathroom window so all three of us girls
could watch. Then when he did, I said, “ooohhh lets look” and on the
basis that Kirsty and I rushed to get on the bunk to see through the
window, Emily joined in too. And boy, was it worth it just to see little
Emily’s face ! She still seemed quite shy to see him sitting on the
toilet, but when he exploded in his usual manner with plop after plop of
poo, her eyes opened wide and her mouth dropped open. Then she put her
hand over her mouth and giggled into it looking at me. Then she looked at
Andrew again, and appeared to be losing her shyness, her eyes gleaming
brightly, until they suddenly began to water, about the same time as
Kirsty’s and my eyes did as well, with the terrible smell !! ! Kirsty
quickly grabbed the window arm and lifted it off its catch so that we
could push the window closed from the outside, and stop the smell coming
into our bedroom anymore, so we weren’t forced to vacate !! Emily said to
me “How do you stand that when you watch him ?”. I said that I didn’t go
with him that often when he pooed, not as much as he does with me,
because I’m not that interested in poo, but if I do go with him, I made
sure I was wearing something I could pull up over my nose !!
KIM & SCOTT: Thank you so much for your welcome back. It is so wonderful
to be back amongst friends ! Love from Kendal x
LOUISE: I wouldn’t have fiddled with my panties at Wimbledon, I would
simply have weed into them and onto the grass. Then no-one would know !
By the way, Andrew did that wee while you are drinking trick for me,
sitting on the toilet, and I have to say he is just a clever-clogs,
because his wee speed never changed one bit all the time he was gulping
away ! Perhaps it is different between us girls and the boys ! Lots of
love from Kendal xx
AUNTY PV: Can you remember when Uncle Rizzo said he was coming back again
? Oh well, never mind, I’ve still got my Aunty PV here. You always make
me laugh ! Lots of love from Kendal xx
SARA: That teacher was so nasty to you ! It doesn’t matter whether you
are 16 years old or 16 months, when you have to wee, you have to wee, and
I think teachers should be punished if a child wets themselves in class
so long as they have asked the teacher about going to the toilet first.
The teacher can’t know otherwise, unless you ask. But you did, twice !
And then she said all those awful things to you to embarress you in front
of all your friends ! If I had been your teacher, I would have let you go
!! I think your teacher should have a trick played on her, like putting
glue on her seat and glueing the seat to the floor, so that when she sits
on it, she won’t be able to get up again, and then the kids don’t let her
go until she has weed her panties ! That would serve her right. But on
second thoughts, you would get into so much trouble, so as usual, the
teacher gets away with it ! I hope you still wear those panties with the
duck on them. They sound really nice.! I’d like a pair of those ! Love
from Kendal x
COUSIN: OOOHHHHHH, YOU’RE BACK !!!!!!! I was so glad to see your name
scroll up on the screen that I burst into tears immediately ! And I cried
some more to hear what had happened to my wonderful friend Linda. Please
tell her that I hope she gets better soon, and I can’t wait to hear from
her ! I’m glad I made her feel brighter when you told her I was back
again. I wish I was back again in happier circumstances. Its no fun being
an orphan. But life goes on, especially when I have such wonderful family
in Andrew and his Mum and Dad to look after me, and just as much, my very
best friend on this site to talk to again when she gets better and is
home. Tell her I love her very much !! And all my love to you and Elena
as well. I hope the twins bring as much happiness to you, Miguel, and
Elena, and Linda (when they are born). As much as my baby brother Thomas
has to me. Tell Linda I look forward to swapping nappy changing stories
!! Andrew also says to send a smoochy XOXO ! from him to Linda ! Tell her
I’ve given him a dig in the ribs for saying the ‘smoochy’ bit, just like
she would have done to him ! Lots of love and hugs from Kendal xxxxx (You
know you’re my favourite Cousin apart from Andrew !!).
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