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Friday, August 25, 2017

a fire fuled battle

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Both of their farts erupted at the same time which resulted in a massive amount of energy being erupted outwards. Severa’s fart was much more bubbly than Cordelia and that would soon favor her. Cordelia’s was a bit bubbly as well but more groany and wet than bubbly. Before a second has even passed, the ground beneath them was completely vaporized by the energy explosion those two have created. Before the explosion itself wreaked havoc on people, there was of course, the deadly vibrations and the sound that everyone in the entire city could hear and even beyond that! The sound was so powerful, you could actually see a wave of it quickly travel amongst the city. The remaining buildings that were still completely intact weren’t anymore. Each window they possessed was instantly shattered into tiny pieces, everyone that heard the booming roar like sound were forced to cover their ears for they couldn’t handle it without some sort of protection. Not only building windows but any sort of window in the city wasn’t safe.

Some people that were still in their cars were deeply cut from all of their windows suddenly breaking and flying into them. It was different for everyone but some weren’t as lucky and got glass shards all over their face and eyes. For those ones, the ones that were driving while this was going on, the pain for glass shards in their eyes was too much for them. They each couldn’t help but swerve out of the way, crashing into another car or something else that only created more chaos and deaths in the city. There wasn’t a single place there where it was quiet or even destroyed in some way, no where was safe. For the buildings that had people underground, the earthquakes Severa and Cordelia’s fart created would easily finish them off. The earthquakes were simply too powerful, the earth below them created fissures that went in all directions going at incredible speeds.

Anyone or thing that was unfortunate enough to be in their path would either split in half or fall  into it’s endless depths. There was no nice way of saying it but the city is doomed, multiple things are happening with this fart. The worse hasn’t even happened to the rest of the city yet but close to them, it has and that’s the energy explosion. There was a some other factors as well such as the rotten smell and the intense heat carried by the wind but most of the population will either die from the earthquake like vibrations or the head exploding sound. With Severa and Cordelia though, a protective force engulfed those two from the negatives their combined farts had. Both of them were completely protected from the sound, smell, and fierce winds, at least at the moment. Since they were suspended in the air, they were completely unharmed by the earthquake.

Speaking of smell, for those that were still around after the thunderous sound, ultra earthquakes, and the slowly expanding energy explosion. The smell would most likely be their undoing. A whiff of that power is like sticking your nose in some sort of crusher. You’d scream getting that funk in your nose, your nose would burn hotter than the deepest pits of hell! Your eyes would also burn for the smell would drift there. Hell, the gas itself is extremely warm, just being in it’s presence without smelling it would cause anyone to sweat. Being in there long enough will cause people’s skin to burn, it’ll be worse if someone were closer to the source. Everything mentioned above would increase, the people in the city wouldn’t survive the gas from anywhere but this close is a quick and painful death.

Severa’s expression, as her fart continued to bellow out of her rear, wore a very compressed and strained look. She was already sweating before but it was pouring from her face at this point. Her hair rippled back rapidly in the wind but held fast on her scalp. Parts of her clothes couldn’t handle the energy and the first to go was the fabric around her rear. As each millisecond passed, her pants and underwear were being blasted into oblivion. She gritted her teeth with a great strain that nearly cracked them on the spot. Her entire body trembled under their combined power but regardless of all those things working against her, she had a mighty fighting spirit that would never give up. Her ass was getting it’s ass kicked with Cordelia’s gargantuan bubbles bombarding it without mercy. Still, she had her own steamy bubbles to smite her with. In a way, this fight so far has been an equal blow for blow stand off, deep in her thoughts, she knew she needed to amp it up even more. She needed to force out an extra two bubbles for every one Cordelia fired out. It hasn’t even been a second yet but she can still feel plenty of energy in her body. Could this be the fart that decides the challenge?

As for Cordelia, she was handling this quite well. Really well to be exact, she’s using a lot of her energy to match Severa’s but she’s still not using her full strength. That same thought in her head continued to haunt her, “is she using her full strength?” If not then she’ll be in trouble. She wasn’t using hers but her asshole can only take so much punishment per fart. With this one in particular, each fart that flew outta her ass, smacked against Severa’s but since their butts were roughly smashed into each others, she can feel the pops splash back at her. Still, she had confidence for Severa most certainly had to have the same problem. She knew if they both used their full strength and was equal, it would be an endurance battle, whoever would lessen their farting powers by even a fraction, the other would over power the lesser power quickly!

One thing that was on both of their minds was if one of them were to lose this fight. Would that be the end of them? It’s really difficult to say now but that was something they wouldn’t wanna find out themselves. They both put themselves into this situation so now they had to see it through the end!

Once the fart got to the 5 second mark, things were starting to really hurt now. The roaring bubbling power of their fart has travelled many miles and every direction, other cities in different regions were able to hear it, feel, and smell everything that came from the girls. As for the city they were in? The entire city was completely destroyed from the soundwaves and the earthquakes. The actual explosion was the many layers of icing on top of a cake already drowning in icing. This meant that the soundwaves was more than enough to destroy the city. The earthquake, at this point, was just beating the dead horse, all life in the city couldn’t survive this. Helicopters, airplanes, and blimps were shot down from the viscous soundwaves that deafened the pilots to the point of ending their own lives. The earthquake made sure to topple all the buildings and subway systems and anyone in it was as good as crushed.

People these days have some pretty bizarre ways of surviving so with that being said, IF they somehow survived that and the smell then the explosion would finish them guaranteed. Though slow, there was certainly no way of stopping it, it’s already reached really deep directly beneath them, anything that it touched was completely vaporized into nothing. The scary part was that it also covered a lot of ground, from where they are currently, multiple ruined buildings were completely swallowed whole. The two were too focused on their battle to notice anything in their surroundings, both of them had their eyes closed for simply looking around would break their concentration. It was hard enough feeling their ass holes nearly explode with each massive bubble coming out not to mention bombarded as well thanks to the other.

“GRRRR!!! I’LL BEAT YOUR ASS!!!” Severa said fueling her burning ambition to defeat her mom here and now. Severa made sure to yell as loud as she could so she could be heard through their monster farts. However she heard it clearly and even opened her eyes slightly, bad move on her part. Her eyes were instantly assaulted with the superheated heat that made them burn like hell. She quickly shut her eyes trying her best to soothe them with her tears.

“IT’LL TAKE MORE THAN THIS TO BEST ME!” As she opened her eyes slightly as well, similar to Severa, her eyes burned as if she was in the hottest pits of hell; she shut her eyes as fast as she could with tears doing their best to cool them off. She couldn’t ignore her body forever, her body was feeling a great strain and it just wasn’t from her butt hole anymore. The strain was like holding a great weight on her shoulders. Her butt was getting really hot and more sweat was pouring from her body. Most of that sweat was soaked into her clothes but some dripped down into her butt crack to amplify her fart a bit. Amplified it in terms of stink so it served no purpose yet.

As both of their farts moved onto the 15 second mark, each of their farts continued to roar like the fiercest monsters unknown to humankind.

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Cordelia’s fart was getting really airy really fast. It wouldn’t be a problem if she didn’t have to push this out even harder against Severa’s bubbly barrage. Speaking of her, she’s been groaning pretty loudly this whole time, minus the parts when she decided to yell at her mother. She couldn’t ignore the fierce thrashing her ass felt. Tears were streaming down her face for all the pain she felt there invoked it, she needed some sort of confidence boost. With this in mind, Severa turned her head towards her mother and shouted,

“I BET YOU’RE RUNNING OUTTA STEAM. I’VE STILL GOT MORE FIGHT IN me.” She said that last word with less athenaeum. This scared her and ruined her flow of confidence. This in turn boosted Cordelia’s, she knew she’s running out of fighting spirit and she didn’t know Cordelia was also. Still, the main problem was she had to exert more energy and fast other wise she’d quickly lose this battle. As it continued to rupture, the surrounding cities got a full taste of the rotten smell both these girls were able to push out at their supposed full strength. The crowd was filled with terror already from the monstrous roars that plagued their city but with a wave a stink added to the mix made their life a lot less desirable to carry on. Some people stopped in their tracks to complain how bad the overbearingly eggy and putrid like stink cursed their senses. From whiffing it the first time brought everyone to tears, some other people fell onto the pavement hurting themselves immensely! People in vehicles weren’t safe either, the moment their noses caught a whiff, they swerved into more danger which was either a croud of people or more traffic.

Planes were safe but the loud gurgling and sputtering sound couldn’t be ignored. Even the roar of a airplane engine wasn’t enough to completely nullify this beast, everyone on the plane grew into a panic. The Pilots with their headsets were blasted with very loud sounds that deafened them. Each of them panicked in their own way but all of them began to descend to their deaths. Speaking of deaths, the city the girls were in was completely in ruins at this point. Soon, those ruins would be vaporized into nothing by the stinky energy explosion those two have created. That said explosion has already taken out a quarter of the city and wasn’t showing any signs of stopping. The same could be said about the girls farting asses, Severa’s sputtered endlessly while Cordeila’s continued to spit out whatever it could to at least match Severa’s bubbles. Both of their butts were throbbing of pain, it felt as though it was a really bad cramp and the only way to stop it was by stopping what they were doing. However, like a defiant child, they ignored their bodies needs and pushed on anyway.

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Both of their farts were running out of flare. Their tooting tantrums finally ended after 41 whole seconds of pure butt hell! Gritting their teeth for so long was really hurting and their entire bodies were getting too hot. Sweat continued to pour from their bodies already soaking their attire as if they jumped into a pool with them on. Both had to take sharp gasps of air to avoid passing out from a lack of oxygen, that alone was really uncomfortable but something had to be done in order to survive. They still remained suspended in the air and now, the energy explosion has covered the entire city leaving nothing in it’s wake. The explosion also dug itself deep into the ground, above them, striking lava. Their ears have long been ringing from the constant blaring note that gave them headaches. One thing different about each other was that for the first time in this part of the battle, Severa had the upper hand. While Cordelia’s fart was fully silent, Severa was still pumping out rock hard bubbly bubbles that continued to bombard that butt of hers without mercy. Cordelia’s butt cheeks were still roughly squished against Severa and both of their butts were on fire from the fire like heat that poured out their asses. Most of their clothes couldn’t handle the intense heat for that long and a great deal was burnt to a cinder.

As more time passed turning the last parts of their fart, Severa’s toot went into airy mode and she immediately lost her advantage. She knew she was forced to push out even harder to at least equal Cordelia and that opened up another painful butt cramp for her to suffer with. She just bit the bullet and balled up her fists trying to continue onward. Cordelia balled up her fists as well trying her absolute best not to fail. She couldn’t see for her eyes were closed or hear for the sound deafened her so her hopes were with a victory. As their farts neared their ends, they both became much much weaker at the same time. This made the pressure their butts felt a lot less tense but that was it. All the other factors still applied and most continued to stack. With one final grunt, both pushed out whatever they could and ended with a weak gust of wind before the whole thing just ended. With that battle over, they both instantly detached from each other and began to fall towards the lava below. However, like a loyal solider in battle, their rotten wind came back after bouncing off other neighboring cities and blew them fall away from the completely ruined and smelly city they destroyed. Severa opened her eyes to feel her butt wasn’t as tense as before and could see that both flew in the same direction towards Lord knows where.

She smiled with relief letting out the quietest sigh she could before closing her eyes again. She felt as though she accomplished the greatest victory she ever could and that was beating her mom. She wasn’t certain of that but she’s glad that painful fart was over. Cordelia opened her eyes shortly after Severa closed hers, she looked around to see that they were flying towards the unknown. She looked at Severa proud of how strong she’s became. She couldn’t hear anything but she noticed her butt was a lot more cool than before. She figured her clothes couldn’t handle their powers anymore but that mattered little to her. She was glad that the fart was over and just shut her eyes in pride.

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After about a half an hour of flying in one direction, they came across a deserted city. Both were asleep at the time but when they entered, they crashed through several buildings, knocking them over and shattering the glass, and then bouncing off a building landing on the ground creating a small crater in their impact. They landed a few yards from each other and the entire city was already filled with their deadly stink. It wasn’t as bad as when it first arrived but still so bad that no one could survive it except those two. It was hard to say how much ground that stink had covered; one thing is certain, people are gonna need a radioactive suit to avoid fainting from the terrible smell. It had the makings of a regular fart smell but leagues stronger. You could tell that it was a fart, the part is instantly known but the average nose can’t handle it.

In just a short amount of time, Cordelia was the first to awaken and then Severa shortly afterwards. Both of them could feel their butts exposed to the wind and blushed in embarrassment. Both of their butts ached in pain but it wasn’t as bad as when it first happened; their sleep was more than enough time to recover enough to move around without too much difficulty. However they looked around to see no one else around except those two, Severa stood on her two feet saying,

“This battle is getting really interesting. I told you I’m strong and won’t give up without a fight!!” Severa said clenching her fist and full of spirit. She grunted in pain afterwards holding her butt, she was also breathing pretty heavy as well, she was tried and there was no way she could hide that. She noticed that Cordelia looked like a hot mess; her lower wardrobe was in pieces and her butt was completely exposed and red. Her entire wardrobe had at least at least some sort of burn damage that made it look like she went through a burning house. Her hair wasn’t looking too hot either, well, it actually was. She had a bunch of dust and garbage in her hair, not to mention the bottom part of it was badly burned. So her beautiful long light red hair looks a lot more disgusting and nasty. Kind of like she hasn’t washed her hair in a month.

“Yes, I’m very impressed however I can see that this is your last straw, I’ll claim victory before you know it.” Cordelia said calmly. She was doing a very nice job of hiding the fact that she was exhausted too; one thing she couldn’t hide was her trembling legs, it wasn’t out of fear but from using a lot of energy. She looked over at Severa to see that she was in pretty bad shape as well. Her hair ruined being all messy and dirty, her outfit having plenty of burn marks and holes. Her pants was nearly completely blown off leaving a bit of it in the front. Her butt looked completely red and swollen, if one were to look at it up close, they could see that it was pulsating in pain. The bit of armor she had covering her shins were completely gone leaving them exposed; her hair was also burnt and her upper attire looked ruined. All in all, these girls have been through a lot but it’s about to be even more!

Severa could see that and smiled, she could win this! She looked around to see a car with broken windows in the distance, she quickly ran over there, and placed her bare but red swollen booty on the truck of the car. She made sure her butt was facing Cordelia, she then quickly grunted pushing out a forceful and sharp sounding fart.

BRRRBP!!!!

The fart didn’t last that long but what it lacked in length doubled over in power. The car didn’t stand a chance and rocketed outward, towards Cordelia. With her instincts kicking in, she turned her rear to another direction and pooted a quick but also powerful fart.

BRRROOP!!!!!

The sound of a loud popping balloon could be heard from the two as it propelled her out the way. The car crashed into a nearby building going right through it and exploding on impact with the next. The building took catastrophic damage as pieces of it’s foundation crumbled to the ground. Severa wasn’t done yet though, she sat down on the ground making sure her back was facing Cordelia ripping forth a mighty bubbly and loud fart.

BRRRRRRBBPPPBBBBBBB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Severa did her best to ignore the pain as this fart ruptured outta her ass; she felt it cramp in pain but she pushed through it and continued onward. This fart was so powerful that it cracked the ground so quickly that those said cracks were already underneath Cordelia who gasped in response. The ground started to shake and both their ears were assaulted by a very sloppy and wet fart bubbled against the hard ground. A mighty warm wind blew from her ass and Cordelia was caught in the middle of it. Not being fast enough to dodge it, she quickly flew back crashing into a building already knocking it down by the car Severa launched earlier. However her fart continued to rupture the ground before them, it became more and more unstable as time went on and the constant strong winds blew her further into the building. At that point, Cordelia was stuck in the brick building using her hands to block the debris that fell on her. She didn’t have a choice but to take the punishment, if she farted, she would only boost herself towards Severa, getting closer to the warmer and stinkier winds. She could only wait it out and see what else would happen. Speaking of stink, Cordelia’s nose was fit to a stench that made her eyes water and scrunch up her nose. Her head felt another spike of pain as her headache grew to even stronger levels.

She gagged heavily on it, it stunk a lot more since the last time she smelt her fart, she didn’t bother thinking about it for she needed to be on her A game in order to beat Severa. While still being blown against the building just like in the first city, she knew of an escape route that she’s sure to take this time. Her hair would of blown back if it wasn’t suck in the building with her, speaking of that, layers of the building’s foundations were crumbling to pieces. The building itself was a skyscraper so the base was pretty tough in durability but Severa was mowing through it as if she were a lawnmower mowing grass. Her fart lasted for only 6 seconds but that was enough for the skyscraper to collapse right on top of Cordelia. Severa let out her sigh of relief while trying to ignore the pain that followed suit. She got up on her feet and rushed over to the rubble she caused. She moved quickly with each step causing the whole area she damaged to shake. Seeing this, she leaped into the air heading right towards the fallen skyscraper and landing right where she saw her, she tried clearing the debris but was caught unexpectedly by a set of hands lunging at her and grabbing her by the head.

“HMM!” Severa gasped as her head was instantly brought down to what came up from the rubble and that was a bare ass chalked full of gas and rocks in between her crack. Cordelia pushed her head as deep as she could into her butt cheeks as she could and quickly fired out a low rumbly and a lot less powerful fart.

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Her fart started off as a low rumbling and low power fart that still blew her hair back and the rocks away but not her body. Severa felt Cordelia’s sweat drenched butt drip on her face as she released this fart, that wasn’t the problem here, the problem was that she couldn't break free from her grip. She tried swatting her arms from her head but they held fast. She tried pushing against her butt but her grip still held strong. It bubbled and moaned weakly as it passed from her butt hole, between her cheeks, and onto Severa’s nose. She cried tears of disgust as she continued to fight back losing strength fast! Cordelia could only smile under the rubble as she passed this awful wind of hers. She couldn’t help but tingle a bit from feeling Severa’s nose against her cheeks, just mere inches from her butt hole. She could feel the warmth envelope her face as it continued to blast pasted it and flow through her hair. She was still in great pain but feeling Severa’s nose against her swollen butt was very worth it.

As time continued onward, Severa could smell more of it. Her fight grew as she tried pulling away, she tried stepping away but her feet couldn’t get a solid grip on the ruined ground. She was panicking at this point, she couldn’t reach for Cordelia’s head for she didn’t know where it was. She knew it was buried under the rubble ahead of her but good would that do? Her grip was simply too strong and she wasn’t thinking clearly. If she farted her way out of there, that would most certainly help but that wasn’t on her mind, she just wanted out! Her nose continued to burn just like her lungs; she let out screams that were ultimately muffled, Cordelia was too deep in blush too pay attention to her baffling. The only words that would tickle her fancy were words of surrender.

Once things got to the 3 second mark, she kicked it up a notch! Cordelia’s grip intensified as her fart progressively ripped forth, the force of her fart causing Severa to wave back and forth as if she were a flag on a windy day. Hey body and legs were suspended in the air and her arms were blown back as well. Her face fluttered in the wind as if she stuck her head out of a fast moving vehicle. Now she was completely defenseless, fear grew within her, she didn’t wanna lose. Her brain moved quickly trying to think of a way out of this or what she could do to prevent this from happening again. She hoped that this wouldn’t be the end but she couldn’t power through everything forever. Eventually, the fatigue would catch up to her, one thing that made her happy was that her mom was just as weak as her, if not more. One reason is that she’s strong enough to hold her and prevent her from flying away. She knew she was holding back and that angered her, why wasn’t she going all out? Her brain continued to circle that thought as Cordelia calmly claimed victory.

In her mind, she was the victor, all she would have to do now is sit on her face and unleash all she’s got and she would finish her. Unlike Severa, Cordelia has a plan on how she wants to execute things. She knew that going all out would tire her out and Severa might still be standing. Her only hope was that this fart stunk enough to sap all the remaining fight outta her. She hoped she wouldn’t find out her plan for that could ruin things for her. She continued to strain greatly to continue to duration as best as she could. The pain her butt hole felt with each passing bubble made it worse and worse. She couldn’t hold on anymore so the whole thing ended after 8 seconds. She let a desperate sigh of relief before letting Severa go, she remained face first into her ass motionless. Cordelia knew what she had to do and she might have to move as quick as she can!

With an overused ass hole stinging as if multiple bees and wasps stung it, she pushed off against the rubble finding a stable pile of rocks to push off of getting her entire body out of there. Severa’s face slide off of it landing face first into a pile of still smelly rocks. Speaking of which, now that Cordelia’s got her breath back, Severa’s previous outburst bursted into her nostrils. Her nostrils burned from it but she couldn’t stop from a little funk. She’s fully standing up looking back at Severa, she rolled her over to see her eyes were closed and she lay motionless. Cordelia was so tired she thought nothing of it as an opportunity to finish this battle. She stepped over the weakened Severa and once complete, said,

“This is… the end.” She said with confidence, she began her descent towards Severa. Cordelia looked ahead as her butt drew closer towards her daughter. Suddenly! Severa opened her eyes and saw a reddened butt hole over her face, using her reflexes, she brought her hands together and made a gun out of it, and roughly shoved her two fingers up her butt hole. Cordelia could only cry out in pain as she jumped out the way. She slipped on an unstable rock and fell onto her back could this be the end? Severa got up strugglingly and did her best not to faint from the smell that would be stuck to her face for too long. It truly was a challenge for her since she needed air in her system and all she smelled was Cordelia overly rotten and stinky farts. Whatever, she knew she had some time left before all her strength was gone and this was it, if she missed her chance here, she would lose this contest.

She carefully walked over to her mom who was massaging her ass, trying to rid herself of the many layers of pain she felt. Any sort of movement she tired to do generates a huge spike of pain in her anus. Severa finally got to the top of her head and proceeded to step over Cordelia. For once in a long time, she felt fear, she put in so much effort to beat her daughter and now she’s staring at her loss square in the face. She could see how red and a bunch of debris on her cheeks. That’s the sign of a very used ass, Severa didn’t waste much time afterwards, she brushed her cheeks of any rocks stuck there and just dropped down carelessly. She landed on Cordelia with a thud as her body bounced up in pain with other rocks sliding away. Cordelia could feel some more gas heading towards her anus but she couldn’t stop it for her ass hole was too weak, she only had one more trick up she sleeve before Severa could fire off her blast.

Speaking of Severa, she could feel her mom’s nose right where it needs to be, she thought nothing of it. Her head was pounding against her skull, she needed to act now and she certainly did. However Cordelia was just too persistent to back down without giving it her all! From then on, she’s going 100% serious mode. She used all her strength to quickly push her legs up and wrap them around Severa’s neck. She pulled her in as close as she could which brought her head down quite a bit but Cordelia’s face was still exposed to the impending doom that was her daughter's gas. However Severa was too, her nose loomed over her butt hole and neck over her warm sweaty crotch. Soon after, both girls unleashed everything they had and luckily, no one was in the city…

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Both girl’s erupted at the sametime but before that even happened. Both saw each other’s ass holes pucker up before blowing them a rotten kiss of pure funk! Severa’s fart was so powerful that the rubble underneath Cordelia instantly scattered away, those directly under the blast were crushed into nothingness. Cordelia’s hair started to blow wildly as she felt as though her head was about to get blown off. Severa wasn’t in a great spot either, her hair and tears were getting blown back as she tried her best to power through it, either of their stink hadn’t had enough time to process itself in their nostrils yet but the unexpected happened. Both of them took flight in a cartoonish sort of way. Both of them were spinning as if they were helicopter blades, not only did they have to deal with tornado like winds but rapid spinning as well.

In just 2 seconds, each of their stinks stuck down on their senses and both of them cringed heavily. At this point of their flight, they held on to each other for dear life but that would soon prove more difficult than what it seemed. Tears dripped from both of their faces but were instantly blown away by their continues farting. Severa’s fart roared throughout the city with it being more bubbly and wet than Cordelia’s. She was forced to deal with each painful bombardment of hard and thick bubbles but Cordelia had something extremely powerful herself. Hers might not have been as bubbly but it still was a bit bubbly. However these bubbles travelled faster and were more abundant than Severa’s. Only problem was the size was super small but each impact hurt like hell. Both wouldn’t dare shout for any of that stuff in their mouth would certainly be the end for them early. They just had to take it, so much seemed like it was at stake with a fart this intense. In fact they both forgot the reason why they’re fighting so intensely for, all the matter was whoever defeated the other would be victorious.

Cordelia’s fart made a loud sputter and groaning noise that echoed throughout the entire city. Like helicopter blades, the winds they produced was started to rip away anything below starting with any sort of junk on the ground. Also since they were spinning so fast, their fart sounds were altered a bit to have a different frequency each rotation. That still didn’t make their combined sounds less noisy though, this city was certainly doomed weather people liked it or not. Severa was doing her best to hold on to her consciousness. Not much time has passed but this was, by far, the most difficult thing she’s had to do in terms of endurance. Her mind was racing trying to find whatever sort of confidence to boost her overall drive to win. Her lust for victory and the strength to survive this final trial was certainly tough but she’s gotten this far, there’s no way she’s backing down now! Cordelia’s heart was racing rapidly however she knew that this fear she felt was a good thing, it’ll let her think more clearly and focus on the trial in front of her. Each rotation made her brain hurt, her ass was really REALLY starting to hurt but she pressed on anyway. It’s like parents trying to tell their young children not to go into danger, she ignored all the cries her body threw at her. Everything in her body told her to go against it by retaliating with the worst pain she has ever felt in her life. Regardless of that, she still found some sort of fire in her spirit that would never burn out. She tapped into that presence and it burned bright as day!

5 seconds into this fart and things were starting to really get out of control. Both of their faces burned with the amount of putrid hot winds that blazing it but their helicopter blade bodies were spinning out of control! However they were moving so fast that it only took them half a second to travel across the entire city. Their bodies collided with many skyscrapers, apartments, restaurants, business, whatever that was standing in the city soon wouldn’t. They sliced right through them like a saw blade and the winds blew the remains of those buildings away to other parts of the world most likely! Even this didn’t harm their tough bodies all that much, just the dizziness factor was taking a huge toll in this fight. They spun around and around, faster and faster moving faster overall and destroying everything they touched. The city was getting coated in a thick fog of farts that would kill anyone that smelt it. Since they were going all out, someone would have to limit their time being in this fog even with a radioactive suit, it would deteriorate through time.

Both girls were still holding strong, a lot of grunts and groans were being exchanged but that was drowned out by their booming farts echoing throughout the land.Every neighboring city could hear this and if this fart of theirs were to keep up, they would smell it as well. The ground shook as whatever stood in that city was either crumbling to pieces or falling over if not cut in chunks by the girls. Occasionally, they would slam into the ground leaving a deep impact on it, it wasn’t a crater but more of a wound. Large nicks were in the ground wherever they landed making the city look like a very intense warzone. Both women were very sweaty but strained to push their gassy babies out. They couldn’t breathe for doing so would lessen the force their farts were at. They made sure nothing would distract them, in a way, it was another endurance battle. Both had a lot of dents, pot holes, and nicks in the path ahead of them. Those of course being the farts they unleashed, the spinning cyclone they put themselves in, and the parts of the city they smashed into.

11 seconds into their farting and it was still bubbling and sputtering out loudly and painfully.

...PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRPPRPPPPPPPBBPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBRBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR……

...BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBBBBFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSBBBBRRBRB…..

They were still spinning out of control until suddenly! They landed straight into the ground with dead on precision. They landed at a 90 degree angle, like a drill, they went straight into the ground making dirt shoot sky high into the air. What they didn’t notice was that by drilling into the earth, their spinning was slowing down dramatically. The deeper they went into the ground, the harder it was to penetrate the earth. This meant it took a lot more effort to pierce the ground it; their bodies simply weren’t sharp enough to continue the penetration. The entire process ended after 3 short seconds of that before they stopped but was still in the same position as when they first started. Both of them were extremely dizzy from that and their stink that continued to bore through their nostrils. Still, this didn’t hinder their resolve of defeating one another. Their farting blew holes in the ground from where they were located, they stopped spinning for they were stuck in the ground. Both of them couldn’t tell but they were really deep underground, the temperature around them was well over 100 degrees fahrenheit. Severa kept moaning while Cordelia kept groaning, their headaches grew to head splitting levels and their noses felt as though an elephant with pins taped to it’s ass was sitting on them. Their entire bodies felt extremely weak, especially their butts but they continued farting!

...RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS…..

.... BBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBBBSSSSSSS…..

22 seconds has passed and things were really starting to get painful now, like dying painful. If one were to look at their assholes now, they could see how red and burnt it looked. It looked as though they’re suffering from 3rd degree burns. Speaking of red, their noses were as well, their eyes looked as though they spent multiple nights binge watching a marathon, and their bodies were drenched in sweat. It looked as though they jumped into a pool with their clothes on after swimming for a while. Both continued to strain nearly breaking their teeth and their bodies cried out for oxygen. Their farts weren’t providing enough and was doing more harm than good. Severa was getting really exhausted, it was getting more and more difficult to continue on and a lot more easier to throw in the towel. She knew if she did that, Cordelia would claim victory. Like she said to herself before, she had to push herself over the limit to defeat her mom. She’ll prove once and for all that she’s not perfect in everything!

Cordelia was also getting very winded as well, she hated to admit it but everything in her body was really starting to hurt, not just her butt, nose, and head. She continued to shed tears of anguish as she held on as if her life had depended on it! She tried her best to reassure herself that she’s fine but nothing came to mind. Even if she did win this competition, she’s severely hurt. It wasn’t even worth winning this battle anymore but she’d regret it if she just surrendered here, she’s never surrendered in anything and she won’t to her own daughter. She has to fight for her own moral! The part that scared her most was that she couldn’t put forth any more effort to make her fart even stronger. She’s stuck in maximum overdrive and could only maintain it until her nose, head, and body couldn’t take it anymore. The surface area above was getting very unstable, their farting deep within has caused a lot of disturbances below affecting the magma. The entire city, at this point, was completely destroyed. The earthquake like tremors were more than enough to demolish them. The city looked as though it was a cesspool for zombies, a horrible fog cloaked the entire thing. If one were inside the fog, they wouldn’t be able to see very far ahead of them, only time could tell how long that would take to air out.

No one was stopping their fight, they simply had too much power for anyone to do anything about it. Nothing could withstand the putrid aroma they put in the city expect those two, at this point, a radioactive suit isn’t strong enough to survive it. Their gas was much more than stinky, it was incredibly hot, it’s like the whole city is within a greenhouse! Their gas didn’t stop at the city, the winds would eventually spread it throughout the entire world. No where was safe where the wind blew. This was the type of toxicity that would ruin anything and everything it touched, even the oceans were not safe. Natural sunlight would only make the smell factor worse. This was a doomsday fart and both these girls just did it without even trying to.

...SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


...BBBRBSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!

Unfortunately for the girls, their farts was interrupted by the rising magma they managed to dig with from their farting. The hole they dug went so deep that magma was filling it at an alarming rate, that wasn’t even the worst of their troubles though. With the combination of the large amounts of methane and sulfur in the air, it lit the entire hole into a blazing inferno. This didn’t stop them from farting at first but the wall of flames underneath them carried them from the hole into the surface once again only for the city to immediately explode in a loud and powerful fireball. Their continuous farting only conjured flames that were only burning their asses so they immediately cut it off. Luckily, they were both still in one piece but now, the contest was over. Both girls fell unconscious from the massive explosion that left a much deeper crater than the first city they destroyed. The hole there were once in was the deepest point of that crater and magma was all over that area erupting onto the surface.

The girls flew onto the outer reaches of the city landing on the hard and hot ground unconscious.

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After about an 3 hours has passed, Severa was the first to awaken feeling and smelling just awful.

“Ugh… My head.. PHEW!!” She yelled trying to fan the fumes away from her nose but failing. “D...did I win?” She asked herself holding her head. She got on her feet and looked back at her mom who also awakened. She noticed that her clothing was so badly damaged, it looked as though she was wearing strings.

“Mmmm!” Cordelia moaned opening her eyes to check her surroundings. She immediately plugged her nose from the awful smell that lingered in the air but she soon realized it solved nothing.

“D..does this mean… I win?” Severa asked weakly. Cordelia looked at her and struggled to stand on her feet. She noticed her armor and clothes were nearly all burnt off as well. Most of their hair remained in tact, it was just badly burnt and black but still there… Somewhat

“I’d say… this was… a tie… I’m.. proud of you..” Cordelia could say before collapsing on the ground tired.

“Ye...yay..” Severa cheered before falling right on top of Cordelia again and then drifting to sleep. Cordelia looked to the city and saw that it looked as though a nuclear war happened.

“M….maybe we went a bit overboard…” And just like that, she fell on her back falling asleep as well.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

I saw a girl poop her pants today!








I don't post very much here, but I have a story I want to tell. Today is the day that made me believe in miracles. The stars must have aligned and I was in the right place in the right time. I witnessed a 100% genuine accident today.
Today I was at the mall doing Christmas shopping with my mom when we stopped at the food court to get lunch. We just got Subway. As we were eating, I noticed a girl that caught my eye. She was smoking hot. She was short and skinny, about 5 feet 3 inches and around 100 pounds. She had long curly brown hair, and I think her eyes were green, but she was kind of far away. Her breasts were probably a C-cup, and she had a pretty nice butt. I was contemplating going over and talking to her but she was with another man. He had similar facial features as her, so maybe he was her brother or something. Anyways, my mom and I finished eating and went back to shopping.

Fast forward about two hours. We have left the mall and at Macy's downtown, which is like 20 miles from the the mall. I needed to pee, so I followed the signs for the bathrooms, which were at the back of the store. There was this unnecessarily long hallway, and at the end was a partition. To the left was the men's room and to the left was women's. I start walking down the hallway, and then I hear someone running towards me. I turn around and see that it is the same girl from the mall! She rushes past me and then it happened.

She slowed to a stop and hunched over holding her stomach in her arms. I faintly heard a bunch of wet farts and soft crackling sounds. A large brown stain formed on the back of her pants, forming a bulge in the seat, and started running down her legs. She stood still momentarily before awkwardly waddling into the women's restroom.

I still can't believe it. I can't stop thinking about it. Anyways, I just wanted to tell you all about it. Do any of you guys have any similar experiences?

Thursday, May 11, 2017

VARIOUS





Abbie

Latest update

Hi everyone, I've only been back at uni for a week following the Easter holidays, but I've come back home as it as a bank holiday weekend over here.
Imogen- glad you managed to get out of the mens loos before anyone noticed!!
To be honest things haven't been going that well pooing-wise since I've been back at uni, having done quite well with my constipation over Easter I've been struggling again these last few days. On Thursday I had a heavy feeling in my belly by the end of my first lecture, normally thats the first sign that I'm starting to want a poo so I went to the toilets as soon as the lecture was over. I got a cubicle quite quickly, pulled down my jeans and pink knickers and sat on the loo, I had a wee and then tried to relax. Nothing was coming so I started to push but still nothing, I knew I should need a poo as I hadn't been since Sunday. After a while I could feel the tip of a log starting to poke out but by then I was already late for my next lecture so I had to suck it up which was really annoying, I wiped quickly and pulled up my knickers and jeans before leaving my cubicle and washing my hands. I obviously tried again after the lecture but by then my bowels were like concrete and I couldn't even push the tip out for some reason. Friday morning came and I felt bloated and uncomfy but still didn't really have an urge for a poo, even though I definitely knew I must need to open my bowels by now. Towards the end of my lecture that morning I suddenly needed to have a poo, as soon as the lecture was finished I went to the toilets and started to queue for a cubicle, I was clenching my bum but could feel the tip of a log starting to poke out despite my efforts. I could feel my knickers were stuck up my bum and I knew I would probably end up with skidmarks, so I reached round behind myself, put my hands down my leggings and pulled my knickers down a bit, I was leaning against the wall so I don't think anyone noticed! I made it into a cubicle just in time, I quickly dropped my jeans and white knickers and couldn't help moaning as I sat on the loo, almost at once I felt the log starting to make its way out. I looked down at my knickers and I did have a bit of a skidmark but luckily it wasn't that bad, I've certainly had a lot worse!! It didn't take me long to realise that I was likely to be there a while, as the log felt really fat and hard and when thats the case I know I'm in for a really hard time and it will take a lot of pushing to get it out of me. The girl on my left had just finished a long hissing wee and then stayed sitting, so it looked like I wasn't the only one in need of a poo, I just hoped that she might need to strain as well so that it wouldn't just be me grunting away! I tried to relax and let the log come but quite soon I could feel it getting fatter and I knew I'd have to start pushing, so I took a deep breath and bore down hard, as I expected I couldn't help grunting once I'd stopped pushing which was a bit embarasing as I knew the girl next to me would probably have heard. I listened to hear if she was making any noises and sure enough a few seconds later I heard her making a grunt of her own which made me feel better! For the next few minutes we both kept on straining and grunting, by now my first log was almost ready to drop and as I did another hard push it fell into the bowl with a splash and I moaned with relief. Next door I could hear my neighbours grunts getting louder, she sounded really constipated but was obviously determined to go. As I pushed out my second log she still hadn't managed to produce anything, I really hoped that she was going to enjoy some success soon. As I took some toilet paper and started to wipe my bottom I heard her making more grunts and then there was a splash, I heard her moan with relief as well and then shortly after I heard her doing some runny poo, I sometimes get the same if I'm badly constipated. I finished wiping and then pulled up my knickers and jeans before flushing and coming out of my cubicle, leaving the other girl to finish off.
My next story is actually from last night when my friend Lucy was staying the night, we ate loads of leftovers and then took a box of chocolates up to my room to eat while we watched a film. I could feel the urge for a poo building steadily and knew I'd have to go before long. "My jeans are digging in me, I'm going to have to take them off" said Lucy when we got up to my room, she unbuttoned them and pulled them down then sat on my bed in just her white top and yellow flowery knickers. "Yeah, mine are pretty tight too" I replied, starting to unbutton and unzip them. I took my jeans off and sat back on my bed next to Lucy, I was wearing pink and yellow stripey knickers. By now I was wanting a poo quite badly and I could feel that my knickers had gone up my bum, as I stood up I made sure I pulled them out and down a bit so that I hopefully wouldn't get skidmarks. "I really need a poo" I said to Lucy, "Come in with me and keep chatting, it might take me a while, I struggled a bit last time I went!"
As I walked over to my ensuite I could feel my poo starting to poke out and was glad I'd pulled my knickers down a bit, even though I could feel the top of my bum showing! Luckily Lucy was the same, after I'd dropped my knickers to my knees and sat on the loo she turned her back to me to get a drink from the tap and I could see her bum showing above her knickers. Lucy sat on the floor and kept talking to me while I started to push. I weed for a bit then I could feel the tip of a massive log starting to make its way out, I took a deep breath, bore down and pushed for as long and as hard as I could, the poo slid out really slowly and was stretching my bumhole to the limit. I kept straining and could feel I was going a bit red, after about 10 minutes I thought I'd probably pushed half of the massive fat log out, by now it definitely wasn't going to get sucked back up so I had a bit of a breather. "Don't worry, I know the feeling, I still get constipated quite a bit" said Lucy sympathetically, "Actually I'd better try to go when your done, I haven't had a poo for a while either."
I started pushing again and a few minutes later I could feel that the widest part was out, it sped up now and shortly after splashed down into the bowl and I caught my breath. I did a long fart and then pushed out a few more pieces which must have taken another 10 minutes and then took some toilet paper and wiped my bottom. I flushed and pulled up my knickers then went to wash my hands, by the time I'd turned back round Lucy was on the loo having a wee. She did a couple of loud farts and we both giggled. After a few seconds her wee stream trickled to a stop and she started to push, it looked like she was going to have a pretty hard time too so I started to chat about all sorts of stuff to distract her. After about 10 minutes of straining and going red she gasped "Its nearly out," shortly after I heard a splosh as her log dropped and she moaned with releaf. She stayed sitting so I guessed she needed to do some more, shortly after she farted again and then I heard a couple of loud plops. She then reached for the loo roll and started to wipe her bum. When she'd flushed and washed her hands we both went back into my room and got ready for bed, then watched a film. Hope you liked this story, will post again soon, bye for now!


ol fella

To Emily and Molly in response to "Questions"

This might fit,
1/ It was our wedding day and we were standing at the altar, I was in a dark suite and my wife in her lovely white gown looking stunning. The preacher had just declared us man and wife and I went in for a kiss, as our lips met my wife lost it and a log slipped out into her panties. Oh course no one knew at the time and the dress and train hid it all. I am sure the preacher could work out where the smell was from but the family never knew it was her.
She kept her cool right through. When we got into the car and drove off she leaned over and told me she was sitting there with a smelly log in her panties and was about to do the rest. I pulled into a gas station and parked down the side. We got out the car and I went with her into the single person ladies. I held the back of her dress and train up while she sat and pushed out the rest, first time I ever saw her making logs. Oh she was embarrassed to start with but soon caught on that I was interested. She threw her panties in the trash and thought it was wicked and not lady like to go out with none on. I helped her wash her bum and legs with wet paper towels. She went the rest of the night with no panties on, right through the reception and we have been pretty much watching each other go ever since where possible.

2/ public poo. we were out in the truck, my wife's heavily pregnant with our daughter at this time, when she asks me to pull up for a emergency poo. I pull into this side road and stop, she grabs the bog roll from under the seat and makes a dash for the long grass. she drops her overalls I see her squat. unbeknown to her at the same time a bus pulls up on the main road with a flat. now being a taller vehicle all the ball players on board are looking down into the grass as my wife's unloading butt. Now I don't know how much they could see but it was like birds on a wire, all eyes watching her. She finishes and stands up to wipe. It was about this point that the bus erupted in cheers and whistles. She continued to wipe, pulled up her overalls and turned and bowed to the cheering crowd. Walking back to the truck as if nothing happened.
nothing more was ever said.

ol fella


Chloe

The Hike

When I was a freshman in college I was on a day hike with my friends in Hawaii. After a long day of hiking and jumping off of waterfalls, we were staving. We packed up and headed back up the mountain. As we were walking, I was hit by a big urge to poop. The urge got worse and worse as he headed up the steep mountain. About halfway up, I couldn't walk another step. I told my friend to go on ahead and that I would catch up. The trail was narrow, without a lot of cover, so I had to wait until I was sure that I was alone. Once the last group had passed me, I made my way to a bend in the trail that had a small nook loosely covered by trees. I pulled my shorts and swimsuit down to my knees and squatted down. Almost immediately, a huge pile of mushy poop slipped out of me. For a moment, I savored in my newfound relief. Then came the next problem: I had nothing to wipe with. I knew that my friends would be worried about me by now, so I had to make a decision, and fast. In one fluent stroke, I pulled my shorts and swimsuit completely off. I used my bikini bottom to wipe my messy butt and then threw it down the hill into the woods. I pulled my shorts back up, going commando underneath, and made my way up the mountain to meet up with my friends.


Steve A

Girl had an accident or not?

I was about to leave to join my friends for a late lunch/early dinner until they messaged me saying that they didn't leave yet. So, I put my bike away and then headed back upstairs to meet them at their dorm room. After I put my bike away, I saw this girl come inside and she had a wet spot on the back of her shorts. She knew about it, but didn't look nervous about it. She probably sat on a wet surface or had an accident, but either way, she didnt have a jacket covering it up because it was warm outside.


Emily and Molly

Questions

Women, please take a moment to answer these! We appreciate it!

1. Do you remember a time when you looked your absolute best and you HAD NO CHOICE but to unload a tremendously huge, smelly bowel movement? We have heard of the "girls don't poop" myth that some of the guys, especially our high school students, try to suggest. So, we really wanted to know when you looked stereotypically like a creature that could not possibly poop, and when you did, it was a ferocious monster! Haha!

(Or, perhaps, the bowel movement happened when you were getting ready to be the stunning knock out you were that night!)

2. We've all had to have a bowel movement in public, whether or school, church, out shopping, at a concert or a sporting event. But do you have a story about being somewhere that you could not possibly imagine that nature would issue a call that you could not decline? The first thought is that you cannot believe that I'm having to go number two here (wherever that place would be). The second thought is that it is incredibly (exciting/embarrassing/memorable - whatever the emotion) that you are having to go number two there.

Thank you! We have stories we'd like to share but we would love to hear from you first!

All the best,

Emily and Molly xoxo


ol fella

peeing in the corn

Was changing the motor on no4 pump yesterday its in a hut over the bore, when I hear a car pull up and the two doors thump. Didn't pay too much attention to it at first, till I could hear these two women talking. I looked around the door to see them disappear into the corn. My first thought was here we go there going to help themselves to the crop, seems to be happening more often out this way. So I walk into the corn about 20' from where I saw them go in. suppose I was in 4 rows before I looked along and saw them. They had were still nattering away to each other but were both squatting. One had her dress up around her ears with her lilly white ass pointing at me, the other was out of view in front of her.
As their conversation continued I could see a thick golden stream of pee come from under her. Reckon she must have been holding it for some time. Her pee hit the black soil with such force, it cut its own furrow. It formed a foamy pool under her growing larger and larger. She hissed away for a good five minutes like this before the flow slowed. She'd done so much it pooled and her shoes were now swimming in it ! Her pee dribbled and her friend asked if she was done she responded with another dribble "yes". With one hand holding the dress up she fumbled to wipe herself with some tissue. Then slowly stood up, let her dress fall and pulled up her panties. It was then she realised her shoes were swimming and took a step back to clear the puddle.
She had tossed her tissue into the corn and it caught on the leaves. I couldn't see the other woman doing hers but she must have done it at the same time cause after they left there were two wet spots soaking into the ground.
I went back to the pump hut. Least these two did it in the field not in the hut.
Last year I was having trouble with one of the older pumps and when I went up to the hut and opened the door. I found a woman had left me a present, a pair of size 20 panties with a pad and a semi squashed huge triangle of firm poo in them. By the amount of poo smeared tissues and wet wipes, She'd used the hut to clean herself up. That hut does look like an outhouse thou opposed to the tin garden sheds over the other ones.
ol fella


ol fella

what happened when they both wanted the toilet

We're a very open family, there's me my wife and our girl child, we have never close doors or hide our bathroom habits or been ashamed of our body's. My wife and I like to watch each other on the toilet, I think she quite attractive sitting there and I think she likes to show off what she's doing a bit too.
My wife hadn't been for a couple of days she said she could feel a poo but it wasn't ready but this morning after breakfast she felt really full and thought that she might sit and see if it would come out. We both went up to the bathroom, I did a quick wee while my wife watched then I sat on the bathtub in front of but just off to the side of the toilet to watch. She took her night dress and panties off and sat on the toilet, getting comfortable she relaxed and waited. Her ???? was full and she could feel her poo moving down. A feeling that she was clearly enjoying. She sat there for 20min just letting it come down before she felt like she could start to feel it ready to come out, I could hear it crackle as opened her. she was in heaven feeling it, her poo was going to be thick and long, She had managed out about 1" of it when our girl child came in. She could see mum's poo under her had just started and see what was out of her but she still asked for the toilet for her own poo. mum sighed and tried to cut off the poo but it stayed there. Girl child had her panties off ready for the seat her poo was close she held her cheeks together and begged mum to shift. My wife still had a lot more to do and there was no way she could get it to suck back in but she got up, the start of her poo between her cheeks and let girl child sit. My wife turned her bum towards where I was sitting on the edge of the tub 90 deg to the toilet right in front of girl child, I could see my wife's poo was holding her open. We both looked at the girl child who had taken her mother's spot, she was peeing wildly and we could see and hear she was starting her poo . It was a mirror of her mums solid and thick, she relaxed and it slowly started out. Seeing girl child's start coming out mum started to do more and they were both pooing at the same time mum standing my girl sitting, I held the trash basket under mums bum so if her poo did break it wouldn't go on the floor but it was sticking straight out behind her like a tail. Girl child and mum were watching each other poo intently. Mum had 12" out and girl child's was into the bottom of the bowl. It was an impressive site both my girls doing their poos at the same time, my wife's poo hung from her as did girl child's. Neither was showing any sign of finishing. The girl child felt her poo get harder to do when it hit the bottom of the toilet and tried to curve into the hole my wife's was hanging down nearly 18" when it broke into the trash she still had more thou. the girl child was grunting more out when mum told her to stand up a bit. she did and the end of it left her bum and sat about 2" above the seat. Girl child rolled off some paper and wiped her kitten and bum several times and tossed the paper in the waste paper basket my wife did 10" more before saying she was done and took a lot more to clean up. They both dressed and the cheeky pair say can you clean that up !
I went and got some gloves. My wife's poo was in the basket it was solid and quite firm then I looked in the toilet, there was no way girl child's poo was going to flush it was blocking the hole and standing up above the seat, I carefully removed it to the trash bag, it too was solid and firm like my wife's. I then tipped the gloves in. I took the whole lot out behind the shed to the grass clipping pile dug a hole and tipped it all in. next time I will dig a hole and they can both do it out there cut out the middle man.
Girl child comes up to us later on and says sorry to her mum for making her get up and how cool it was to be able to poo with mum at the same time. My wife kissed her forehead and said don't make a habit of it but I know she enjoyed doing it too.
I love them both very much and am thankful my girl child still thinks boys stink, horses are the best thing in the world, she still talks to us, doesn't live inside her phone and is confident enough to make independent decisions.

ol fella


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Marissa great story it sounds like you had a good poop and got it out without being caught I wonder if anyone found it later on,

To: Just Made It Meg first welcome to the site and great story about your big poop pleas post anymore stories you have thanks.

To: Mina as always another great story about you and your friends.

Well that's all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site


Victoria B.

The Mother of Monsters, cont.

Hey!

Last time I promised a story about a massive loaf pinched by my very own butt. Here it is!

I finished a particularly exhausting day of classes on Wednesday and the stress was starting to get to me. The lab portion of the final for my last required science class had gone as well as predicted. In other words, I held on for dear life and barely scraped through it. I got home and decided to go for a walk in order to replenish my drained spirits. A stop at home to drop off my bag and purse and go for a quick pee was the only detour. I noticed while I was on the toilet that I would need a number two at some point in the near future. At that moment it would've been all pushing on my part so I decided to hold off for awhile. I'd been pushed enough already. I wiped my front, pulled up my leopard-print underwear (so much for lucky panties!) and jeans, and flushed.

A brief trip to the sink for some handwashing and a stop for a hoodie was all that stood between me and my walk. I went on a trail that I'd been down before; familiarity meant comfort in such a state of mind. I breathed in deeply, trying futilely to smother anxiety in forest air. My heart pounded; a few stubborn tears escaped. My walk turned into run. Away from what I still can't tell you. But I was sprinting away from something with tears flying down my cheeks. I hadn't intended to go for a run, but yet there I was. I just kept running until I ran out of breath. There it was. Better. I realized during my halt that my small need for a poop had reached critical mass and that I needed to return home to avoid having to bare my bottom along the trail. It had been done before and probably again, but it's still something I like to avoid if at all possible. So I ended up running back hoe, cheeks clinched under cover of denim and fake leopard skin. This was going to be the bomb to end all bombs, a potential clogger even before its splash landing.

I fumbled with the key to unlock the back door, conveniently located closer to the bathroom than the front. Home at last! I ran into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me and ripping my jeans and undies down to ankle level before I more threw my butt onto the seat than sat down. I stretched and leaned all the way back on the contoured black seat as a thought entered my head: the huge log in my hole was all the tension and emotional strain of the day. It was a huge piece of poop that was going down the drain while I remained here, alive and well, stronger from the difficult experience of the day. I got to work after about five minutes of sitting in silence with my eyes closed and glasses off. The biggest turd that has ever passed between my cheeks began slithering out of my puckered-up rear and it more than took its time. It didn't hurt at all, in fact, the feeling of relief and release was almost orgasmic. I went into an unbridled moan that sharply crescendoed as the log landed with a satisfying *thud!* Two tiny pieces escaped shortly thereafter, one landing on top of the monster and the other hitting porcelain after a brief plip. I was done and remained sitting for another couple of minutes to savor the feeling and process everything that had happened.

I got up and surveyed the damage. The thing was a least a foot (30 cm) long and about the diameter of a beer can. It was perfectly formed, all smooth and somewhat folded back on itself in the shape of the letter "C." The smell was unreal. There was no way this thing was gonna go down as it was. So I (must confess, I took a picture on my phone!) grabbed my trusty plunger and got to work smashing everything up. The pink of my plunger's cup looked really cool against the black of the toilet bowl! Then, the moment of truth. I pushed the flush down and held my breath... Everything made it! Everything except for the most wicked skidmark I'd ever laid in a toilet bowl, that was. I sat back down and wiped, appreciating that the Mother of Monsters had been kind enough to not leave too much behind. I noticed the second flush took care of the paper and skidmark as I pulled my panties and jeans back up. Hot water and soap was last on the agenda as I washed my hands and left the bathroom after fifteen of the most relaxing minutes of my life. I then got on here and made the first post, knowing that I was too spent to do a proper writeup that day!

To Mina: It's a date if I'm ever in Japan! Have fun in Italy!

Love, Victoria


Tlana

 

 

Steven A's Reaction Survey

1. A bathroom with no stall doors?
When necessary, I will use one in my school. Each bathroom has stalls with the door off. I just get up on the toilet, do my thing, and get off ASAP.

2. A bathroom with no barriers? doors?
Sometimes I've used them when I'm out on my bike for a ride. Some parks have them to discourage people from hanging out in the bathrooms for sexual or criminal reasons.

3. If someone besides you has an accident in public?
That's happened with some of the children I babysit. At 5 or 6 they say they want to do it on their own, but then something goes wrong. With one girl it was that the seat was so loose that she fell off.

3B. Would I help them out if not in a rush? If I didn't know them at all and was not responsible for them (babysitting) I think I might.

4. If a guy or girl is in the wrong bathroom?
Outside of parents who take a little kid of the opposite sex in, I don't like it. I've had a couple of situations at the park. One involved this drunk guy who was so far drunk that he couldn't figure out how to turn around, leave and go into the guys' room on the other side.

5. Your thoughts on those who hold it all day at school or work and don't go until they get home?
I'm somewhat sympathetic when they are in pain or have an accident. But I know what they are doing is foolish.

6. If you accidentally clog the toilet in public or another person's house?
I think it has only happened to me once. I was at a friend's house. I think I was in middle school with him. Instead of telling his mom, I found the plunger and luckily it worked.

7. When you're waiting in line at a port-a-potty outside and you have to poop while others are waiting behind you?
This has happened to me several times. My craps are soft so finally when I get inside the unit, I latch the door and most of the time I'm only seated 15 or 20 seconds before I empty. When there's toilet paper, I might spend more time wiping than I did sitting.


Friday, March 31, 2017

The Holiday Discovery bytach14©





It is the night before Christmas and Anna and her family are rushing around in a panic before the relatives arrive for the big day tomorrow. Anna just turned 18 a few months ago and is about ready for the holidays to be over with. She can soon relax, especially dealing with her parents, siblings and relatives. It will be stressful with so many people in a two story house, especially with only two bathrooms.
They just finished wrapping gifts and all the traditions like leaving cookies out for Santa and decorating the Christmas tree. Anna feeling stuffed after dinner goes back down in the basement to grab the last few presents to bring upstairs. Anna brushes her long brown hair over her shoulder and notices a rather large bag of what seems to be festive popcorn that should've been a present, but it was opened.

She takes the presents upstairs and returns to the basement. Her basement is half finished and rather large for a house this size. The previous owners had a large crafting table, and another bathroom stall made of wood in one corner. No one has really used it since they moved in. Anna glances for the popcorn bag again and finds it behind a box of crafts. Her mother must have bought it recently for someone, but didn't wrap it.

Anna opens up the bag, "whoa it smells so good! I can't believe mom didn't gift this to anyone. I bet they taste good!" She though grabbing handfuls.

She puts a few cornels in her mouth savoring the flavor. She sighs with pleasure, "oh they're so sweet and salty... it's the best thing I've tasted!" Anna thought shoving more in her mouth.

Anna continues eating more until she hears her mom calling for her to come up and help get her siblings ready for bed.

She helps her siblings and settles down feeling rather full from the popcorn. Anna gets ready for bed thinking, "I wonder if so much as popcorn could ever be bad for my stomach? Na I'm sure mother wouldn't have bought anything crazy. She's such a health nut anyways."

Anna is a bit on the petite size, although her well rounded bubble butt gives her some curves. Her stomach slightly rumbled as Anna drifts to sleep thinking of all the Christmas festivities that await in the morning.

Anna woke up to her siblings thundering down the stairs and parents slowly following. She immediately felt bloated. "Maybe all that popcorn wasn't too good before Christmas Day" she thought crawling out of bed. Being festive and all, Anna puts on a thick red sweater, and a pair of dark green leggings that ride up her butt slightly. She's wearing red and white striped panties to match.

Their family went forward with their presents and a small breakfast before the relatives arrived. Anna felt a slight urge to go to the bathroom, but pushes the thought aside as she hears the doorbell chime.

Her relatives all came in bearing gifts and food for everyone and the house got a little crowded. As everyone settles down and presents are opened, she feels her stomach rumble and her face blushes hoping no one heard. "I need to poop soon, but I'll have to at least wait till after we all eat lunch and settle down again! Uh then I'll have to wait for a bathroom to be free," Anna thought sweating a little. Her bowels shift again as she opens another gift.

Anna receives some nice gifts for the holidays. Mostly clothes, money, and other things she wanted. Now all Anna wants is to relieve herself.

It's finally lunchtime and everyone sits in the long dining room for all a big meal. Anna manages to make a sensible plate without having to stuff herself even more. She catches up with her relatives, while keeping the building pressure bearing down on her anus. Anna only has to stop and clench her ass a few times during lunch.

Now everyone is sitting in the family room talking and catching up. Anna really needs to poop. The pressure is beginning to become too much for her anus to handle as a large turd is trying to force it's way out. Anna accidentally lets out some farts, but no one notices. She is sweating now and is pretty desperate. She knows she will fill a toilet and take a really long time, so she doesn't want to use the two main toilets. "I can't hold it in for much longer. I have to go now! If I can just reach the basement toilet... I haven't used that one in years." Anna thought squeezing her ass cheeks together.

Anna waits another minute or so and stands up slowly. Her bowels cramp and a fart escapes. Her breath stutters as she calmly turns for the basement door. She makes it to the basement and shuts the door behind her. "Oh my I really need to know if that popcorn is the cause of this. I feel so full!" Anna whimpers to herself clutching her stomach. She takes reaches the bottom of the stairs shaking. Her anus is tiring and her full bowels are dying to be relieved.

Anna stumbles to the bag of festive popcorn flipping it around. She reads the label: Serving size exceeding 30-50 pieces may cause larger bowel movements.

Anna sighs, "Uh why would mom buy these?! She must have found them on clearance and didn't even read the bag." She shakes her head.

Anna turns to walk toward the basement stall, and feels another large cramp. Her anus can't hold back her load anymore. She gasps taking her hands to squeeze her ass together as a last effort. She doubles over desperately trying not to fill her striped panties and leggings. She hobbles a few steps closer. A thick large turd pokes out into her panties. Anna reaches the door and pushes it open. She freezes. Her eyes wide and mouth open. "Oh no I'm so close... I just... mmmmmph ooh mmmm n-no stop!" Anna whimpers fumbling into the bathroom.

Her muscles relax and a long turd pushes its way into her panties. Anna turns around to see her green leggings expanding. It's too late. "Oooh so much better. I was close. it's warm..." Anna ponders almost enjoying her accident. Her panties elastic is straining to keep her massive warm mess contained.

Anna slides off her leggings carefully, avoiding her full panties. She's a bit turned on, but there's no time. She cleans up her mess and delicately removes her panties. She flushes her load and just puts her panties back on. She felt a bit naughty. "Hm well I think this holiday won't be to terrible after all. I better change and get back the the family before anyone notices!" Anna thought heading back upstairs.

Saturday, February 4, 2017

Being Chaperoned

There is now still this. Don't be these people For the small number of people who cause all the trouble around here. They claim to have read the FAQ, but their posts and conduct say otherwise. Here are the moral lessons spelled out in detail.

We're putting this link back up here. It is evident it needs a permanent spot here, not that those who fail/refuse to read the FAQ will look at it. As well, those who don't understand/beleive it is talkiing about them, will undoutedly remain obvlious of why their actions are wrong.

The sordid detailes of this practice are contained above. They do not bear repeating.



Holly

Being Chaperoned

I'm a new poster here. I'm a 14 year old girl. I got a question for people who've either been taken care of my an older sibling or have had to take care of a little sibling- what's the arrangements with bathroom matters?

I have a brother who's 9 years older than me and he's been the one to look after me on occasion. Both our parents work, so he's been the one who's watched me after school and any other time our parents aren't around. From the time I was 5 up till I just turned 7 and we weren't at home, he'd usually come with me if I needed the bathroom. I'm probably not exaggerating when I say I've used the toilet with him with me at least 100 times.

I remember this trend starting when I was in Kindergarten. The bathrooms didn't have stalls or doors, so I didn't like using them when I was first enrolled. So at the end of the day when he came to pick me up so we'd walk home, it be pretty obvious I was desperate to go. The front office had a single person bathroom, so he took me there and I felt comfortable enough to go. This became a regular thing for my first few weeks of school. Eventually he convinced me to start using the school bathrooms by promising me an extra treat after we got home.

There were a lot of other times in different places, and I never actually minded. After I turned seven though he started saying I probably wanted my privacy and would wait outside. He's at college now, but I thought about all those instances a few days ago when I overheard a girl and her little sister in a bathroom stall together at a grocery store. I'm kind of curious now about how other siblings handle these matters.

Steve A

My Preferences Survey

1. TP or wet wipes?

I use TP in public and a mix of TP or wet wipes when I'm at home.

2. TP Roll forwards or backwards?

Forwards

3. Automatic flush or handle?

Both, but I prefer the handle because I want to see what I've done.

4. Soap or hand sanitizer?

I use hand sanitizer or soap for #1 and only soap for #2.

5. Fan or air freshener? Window in the bathroom?

Fan, I don't have a window in my bathroom, but my parents do have one in their bathroom that's connected to their bedroom.

6. Reading on the toilet or just sitting there?

Both, I could either read on my phone or just sit there.

7. Use a plunger or a toilet snake to unclog the toilet?

Plunger, but I will use the toilet snake if the clog cannot be fixed with just a plunger.

Abby C

3rd Grade Poop

Hi everyone, today I was remembering some memories from past years and I remembered One of my first days in my new school. I was having trouble making new friends. It was also the year I started hitting puberty which sucked I was getting bigger, growing hair on my vagina,getting more emotional. So my dad drove me to school early that morning and I had the urge to pee but the school didn't open up yet.For the next 30 minutes we sat out in the cold it was like 40° out. Finally they let us in the school and I went to my classroom and sat down. About an hour into the class the urge got even bigger. So I raised my hand and asked if I could go she told me I could go so I went to the girls room and there were a bunch of girls and most of them were pooping and farting so I went to the end stall. There wasn't a door so I just walked in and pulled my pants and undies to my ankles. It was pretty quiet in the bathroom but it was definit that everybody was pooping. What was disgusting was this girl across from me. She took off her pants and got up on her toes on the seat and was facing the wall so I could see her vagina and hole and she was obviously having a bad day because poop just kept on coming out of her and there was big log on the seat she kept on screaming for the poop to come out of her. A teacher or aid was watching over everything and she walked down to her and asked her if she was okay and helped which she was disgusting she had poop all over her hole and the aid spread her cheeks and she kept pooping. But I had finished peeing. But I had to poop so I pushed and let out a big fart and a big log slid out of me. I wiped and went back to class. Thank You for listening

Abby C
Xoxoxox

Jenson

Trip with mom to remember

I am so intrigue by various post on this site..finally I have post my first experience...this was a long time back but it's very vivid in my memory..I was around 13 years then..it was me with my mom driving back to hone from her sister's home (which was in a different state)..so after the dinner around after an hours or so I got urge to poop badly..I told mom...so she started looking for service area or a restaurant..but for 30 minutes nothing came up....I have to go badly so I keep asking mom to stop...finally we saw a gas station sign that was coming up..so she drove into the area...but soon we realized that it was still under construction. I told mom I can't hold it anymore...I was like screaming...she said ok let's go behind the building and do it in open..she took a flash light and some napkins...it was kind of dark and scary place..I exploded my poop like anything..my mom definitely heard it...it was loud and smelly...she wasn't too far from me...eventually I was done..used the napkins to wipe and went to mom..I was embarrassed...

Mom said she has to pee ...so it was now my turn to hold the flashlight...she went little more interior than where I pooped...she lowered her trouser and started peeing...I was fascinated by all these...and the sound of her pee....she was behind a small bush...

I am still mesmerized by that till this day...I have got whole incident played out in my dreams one way or other...

Jane the Poop

To Tia, for constipation

I've been looking for something to CAUSE me constipation, as I've just started taking magnesium and it causes diarrhea! I get it in powder form, it mixes into a drink. I think "Calm" is the most popular name brand of it. Perhaps I should try adding iron and you should try adding magnesium!

Tlana

Public bathroom independence

I've been caring for Breydon in overnight situations for almost two years. His mom has to leave town on business so I stay with him at their apartment and take him out. He's 7 1/2 and I think behind his peers in being more independent in going to the bathroom when away from home. So I walked from my school to pick him up at his school. I had to play in pep band that night at my school so I had to take him back with me. During the walk it became obvious that he had been holding his poo. He said he had to go right after lunch. This holding it in has been a problem with him before. He said the bathrooms at his school are gross, dirty and the students crapping must do it without a privacy door. I've mentioned this to his mom before but she thinks he's going to outgrow it. So we got to campus, about a half hour before our group was due in the gym, and I took Breydon to the first bathroom we came to. I knelled down, told him to focus on what I was saying, and tried to prepare him to go in on his own.

I told him our school is different than many others. That there are several rolls of toilet paper on the entry privacy wall and that users must get their TP before getting up on the toilet. I told him to get enough and then carry it into his cubicle. I told him he would get more privacy taking one of the farther down toilets, but I also knew from my male friends that most of the toilets were without doors. Unfortunately none of my male friends were around to supervise him, although I did hear some noise from the bathroom. I held Breydon's coat while standing against the wall. About 5 minutes went by, then 10. A boy came walking in fast right by me. I heard him drop the seat and there was a loud gas blast. I hoped it wouldn't scare Breydon. A couple of minutes later I heard a flush and this boy was quickly washing his hands. When he came out I asked him if he had seen a little boy in there. He said he was on the far end toilet and stood out because his legs were swinging a lot and his underwear was getting tangled around his shoes.

Because no one else was in there, I decided to walk in and check up on Breydon. He was happy to get down and show me a 2 inch log that had come out of him. I noticed he didn't have any TP in his hand so I had him get back up on the seat while I went down to the toilet paper dispensers on the outside of the first cubicle. He had been done, but said he was embarrassed to go down there and get it. He's right-handed so I insisted that he use that hand. I showed him the 3-step wiping method my mom taught me. He got better with each wipe, but then got back up on the stool and punched out one longer log. It was obvious that he had been holding it in for some time. Then he had to do the wiping again. I insisted that he flush and it took him a few times but with some help from me, he finally got enough weight on the flusher. I insisted that he wash his hands, something I guess that he normally doesn't do at his school. Then I took him to the hallway outside and had him sit on the bench when I went across the hall to girls' room. I did my pee which would take me through the game. Then we went to the band room and then into the gym. Breydon enjoyed sitting with our pep band as we played during the game.

Steve A

Your Preferences Survey

1. TP or wet wipes?

2. TP Roll forwards or backwards?

3. Automatic flush or handle?

4. Soap or hand sanitizer?

5. Fan or air freshener? Window in the bathroom?

6. Reading on the toilet or just sitting there?

7. Use a plunger or a toilet snake to unclog the toilet?

Kung Poo
I had a great poop today. It was morning, I had my usual cereal and coffee and as I was preparing to start work at my home office, I felt a large turd knocking at my back door. I got to the toilet, lowered my boxers, sat, and just relaxed. I try not to push as I am told that does no good. I simply relaxed and allowed the turd to slide out. I could feel the large turd opening my anus slowly and sliding out. It was quite large, but moist, so it was not a difficult poop. My recently increased fibre intake helped. That, and loads of water.

The turd rushed out of me and landed in the toilet water with a "praaaaat".

My wife, Judy, isn't as lucky. I saw her sitting on the toilet, reading an article on her phone. She had her right hand on her hip, her panties at her knees, her tight purple T-shirt hugging above her hips. She's clearly pushing.

Hnnnng.

Her abs can be seen working hard, tightening with each "hnnnng".

"Tong!" Went the first piece.

Judy parted her legs to look into the bowl. She does that now to check her bowel health.

Then she resumed her normal sitting position, knees together, right hand on her hip, back straight. The she leaned a little forward and as she bent, she went "hnnng".

"Tong tong".

Two turds. She checked again. This time I heard a trickle of pee. But the spray of the pee became more forceful as the next few turds came out.

"Tong tong tongtongtong flopflopflop".

Ahhhhhhhh, sigh Judy.

She then pulled off some toilet paper, leaned to the side, wiped, repeated that 5 times, stood up, pulled up her white panties, and flushed.


Bianca

The Bathroom

Hey, its Bianca. We all know that the bathroom is for pooping, and peeing, but do any of you use it as a place for some alone time? At ???? (????) some girls have gone to the bathroom to have a cry. I needed such a moment at home because sadly, one of our trailers in the mobile home park I live at was destroyed. Mom and I agreed that maybe someone disposed of a cigarette butt nearby. Anyway, tention had been building for the rest of that evening (the trailer was engulfed in flames sometime before 7 pm), and I broke down while brushing my teeth. I broke down again while trying to sleep, and cried a little harder. Last night, I kept having flashbacks of that burnt paper/brush fire type smell from the particle board that I got a good whiff of, but I feel better now. Also, a friend of mine was in the bathroom a long time, because she was sick. While playing bingo at ????, I heard her puking. I think she was having a ???? ache, and maybe diarrhea, too. I pooped a lot today, some of it was really soft, I farted a lot yesterday, did some of that again today, etc. Have a grat day everybody bye!

Chloe

In reply to Lee from Europe

Hi Lee,

Yeah my parents eventually found out that I was hiding the skidmarks/backmarks and it was then that they started checking me more often.

I eventually told my parents why I was getting the skidmarks in my panties so often. They didn't really believe me and said I should spend more time wiping.

They said they would keep checking my panties until they were regularly clean which never happened for as long as I was in High School.

You're right about skidmarks not being a big deal, by the time I was 17 I began to stop worrying about them.

My tennis coach even commented about my parents checking my panties before practice after school and making me put on a fresh pair. He eventually told them that it wasn't worth while as playing tennis makes the underwear very sweaty and generates stains.

Steve

After work poo

Hi I was in the bath the other day relaxing when my girlfriend came rushing in stating she was desperate for the toilet & she couldn't wait.
No sooner as she sat down she started firing turds into my toilet like they were going out of fashion. Spadunk! Doonk thud fart plop plop it was relentless! After about five minutes she finished up, she was embarassed & told me she had been constipated for days. She flushed the toilet & we both thought it was going to overflow...after about ten flushes it eventually managed to all go down- all though I think the plumbing will never be the same! My girlfriend is known for her mega dumps but I really don't mind as she entertains me with her facial expressions when she forces out a huge fart or a big plop....

Friday, February 03, 2017


Taylor

Those little surprises

I love those little surprises when I go to the toilet, like a poop that was easier than expected, or a pee that went for longer than you thought it would. I had one of those today. My sister, my parents and I were going out for a meal so I sat on the toilet as I got ready in one of those "just to try" moments, I always sit and try to go anyway even if I don't need to, my mother used to make me do it whenever we went out and it's just become a habit. Normally I only let out a small trickle for a couple of seconds but today was different.

I didn't even feel the urge to go, especially having only gone an hour or so before but I lifted up my dress and sat on the toilet anyway. It felt strange not having any underwear to pull down beforehand. After a few seconds I started weeing as expected but it just kept going and going! What started as a little dribble quickly turned into a full stream which went for I'm guessing about twenty seconds. I have no idea where it came from. Normally that's my usual wee after waiting for a few hours. I got some toilet paper while I was going and once it finished I reached between my legs to wipe. I then stood up, smoothed out my dress and flushed before washing my hands.

Sandy

Soccer Game

Yesterday, a Scottish goal keeper was sent off for urinating behind the goals. He said he was too desperate to do anything else, but the press are giving him a really hard time. Anyone know of any other sports related accidents or stories? What do you think he should have done?

Braidy

Cold, Coldest & Colder Seats

Adam and I spent most of Sunday afternoon at the sports bar. I lost track of the pitchers our group finished off, but when Adam and I got back to the apartment, he was in no shape to do any studying. He laid on the sofa for a short nap that extended into Monday morning. So it fell onto me to take Scout, our lab, on his late evening walk. I had drank so much that for the first two hours we were home, I had to urinate three times. Each time my bladder emptied, it seemed to fill right up again.

So about 9 o'clock I took Scout out on his walk. Adam takes him on longer walks about six blocks away to a major park. Sometimes they will be gone for up to 90 minutes so I felt I should replicate that. So I leashed Scout, put on my black parka and ventured out. By the time we got to the park, my bladder had filled and needed to be emptied. With Scout in tow, I couldn't stop at a couple of the fast food places we passed and my mind started thinking about the alternatives I had. Once we arrived at the park, I headed to the pavilion where I knew the basement restrooms we kept open 24/7. In heading to the entry, I didn't see a light, so I reached in my pocket and took out my small flashlight, about the size of a couple of pens, because I knew I would need some light. I flashed the small light into the entryway and it did more than just excite Scout. A girl about high school age and he boyfriend quickly came out of the ladies room. She was struggling to get her sweats up to hip level, both had a cigarette, and I figured both were just hanging out.

Just as I had remembered from when I used that bathroom during the summer, there were three open toilets against the wall. No cubicles. Each toilet had a paper roll on the wall right behind it. There was quite a bit of smoke in the room, and although I flashed my light around for the light switch I couldn't find one. So I pulled Scout to the middle toilet. My light showed the seat was down. So I sat on the toilet with my jeans still buckled and up as I put Scout's leash on the floor and then stuck my right foot through the handle. I dropped my thong and jeans to the floor and dropped my butt onto the seat. I shouted out my discomfort. It was as cold as if I had placed my butt on the ice of the nearby lagoon. And because of my size, my butt pretty much covered the seat and although Scout stretched the leash, and actually tried to bolt when he heard a noise outside that might have been a rabbit or squirrel, my butt was freezing as I sat hoping to get my urine stream started. From my under knees and backward, the discomfort wasn't getting any better. I guess my body heat eventually helped warm my sit up and I remember a couple of wicked coughs that caused my urine to start with a trickle. Then it build up a little better and after about two minutes I felt perhaps half drained. Of course, Scout's tugging didn't help even though I tried to pet and reassure him. I reached back, fumbled with the toilet paper in the dark and once the paper touched myself, I was again reminded that I my organ was being close to frozen by the cold, coarse paper.

We walked faster home because my bladder still hurt. I thought I was going to pee myself in the cold so Scout and I stopped in a laundromat which luckily didn't have an attendant. We went right to the bathroom where I quickly threw myself onto the dingy-looking toilet to finish my pee. This drain took about 45 seconds and the seat was much more comfortable, although the privacy door caused Scout to further tug on the leash and cause me more discomfort. The next morning when I woke up and was making the coffee, Adam accused me of exaggerating when I told him my butt was probably turning blue from the freezing temperatures the previous night. Then I went in and took my morning crap. I told Adam there's nothing like a warm toilet seat at home. He agreed.

Monday, January 30, 2017


Tia & Enema

I could not think of anything better than a saline enema to relieve hard stool constipation.
My suggestion is to drink a lot of water well before the enema....say at least an hour.
For a great result try two enemas right away or after the first enema another for a good expulsion..

Taylor

Those little surprises

I love those little surprises when I go to the toilet, like a poop that was easier than expected, or a pee that went for longer than you thought it would. I had one of those today. My sister, my parents and I were going out for a meal so I sat on the toilet as I got ready in one of those "just to try" moments, I always sit and try to go anyway even if I don't need to, my mother used to make me do it whenever we went out and it's just become a habit. Normally I only let out a small trickle for a couple of seconds but today was different.

I didn't even feel the urge to go, especially having only gone an hour or so before but I lifted up my dress and sat on the toilet anyway. It felt strange not having any underwear to pull down beforehand. After a few seconds I started weeing as expected but it just kept going and going! What started as a little dribble quickly turned into a full stream which went for I'm guessing about twenty seconds. I have no idea where it came from. Normally that's my usual wee after waiting for a few hours. I got some toilet paper while I was going and once it finished I reached between my legs to wipe. I then stood up, smoothed out my dress and flushed before washing my hands.

Tia

Constipation from iron pills

I've been taking iron pills for the last week or so, and the pharmacist wasn't kidding when she said they can cause constipation! I'm still pooping daily (as I always do), but the poop is incredibly hard to push out! I'm also pooping (or at least trying to) 3 times a day. I feel the urge to go, and then when I sit down on the toilet, I have to push and grunt quite a lot to get the poop out. I just got out of the bathroom, where I spent close to 20 minutes pushing out these little turds. The poops started off semi soft, and were accompanied by a little gas and some pushing. The last two pieces were definitely the hardest! I was straining so much, my face was turning red. It took a good 10 minutes of work just to push those guys out. No matter how hard I push, I can't seem to be expell everything. I definitely don't feel empty, so I just know there's another pooping marathon coming up.

I'm drinking plenty of liquids (water, coffee,) and eating high fibre foods, and they are helping with the poops a bit, but I'd like to get back to my regular pooping!

Canada pooper

what does everyone think?

so I shared two of my childhood experiences so far I'm quite new and death but I would like to know what people think? and if you have any questions feel free to ask and I also love it when other members share their pants popping experience love to read more if you want to share

Thunder

Tia and Monika

Tia....iron tablets can cause constipation....you can persist and the problem may resolve itself or you may try an osmotic laxative which is really quite safe. Your other alternative is enemas...fleets or a micro enema or a suppository when things get too hard...good luck.
Monika it is great that you have a mature approach to your bowels....a long time ago I did not like doing the deed in the bush but I realized how silly I was and now enjoy a good bush poo.

Sonya Sue

Strength in numbers

Me and my friend Ebonee both just happened to leave our first hour classes, which are across the hall from one another, at the same time to go and pee. We had bumped into one another as we were getting our coffee and well at 8:45 it was time for us to relieve our bladders. When we were walking toward the bathroom we saw a much-younger student turn into the doorway. When we got there we found a faucet on and at almost full pressure, and we could see the girl's jeans all the way down to the floor. I turned the faucet off and Ebonee and I quickly took the toilets on the sides of the girl and we both started our pees at the same time. At the same time that girl then started hers. Mine was done in about 30 seconds but my stream is very strong. At that point the girl's had also stopped. I could hear Ebonee's continuing for another 15 seconds or so. Then it was followed by three or four splashes into the water. I texted her that she probably wouldn't need the bathroom the rest of the day. She said that was the idea. The girl in the middle left quickly without flushing or washing her hands. When Ebonee and I were at the sink, she told me that the girl had probably turned the faucet on as a noise buffer while she peed. Then we continued to talk about that on the way back to our rooms.

Tia

Enema

After 3 more attempts (or I guess I should say, 3 more difficult poops), I opted to give myself an enema yesterday evening. I rarely give myself them, so I only use them as a last resort. I went with a salt water enema, since they are the most common and are "the safest" so to speak. Anyways, it said to hold the solution inside for 40 minutes! There was no way that was going to happen! Within 5-10 minutes of administering the enema, I REALLY HAD TO GO! So I plopped myself on the toilet and the water rushed out! I could hear my stomach gurgling and I was letting out lots of wet farts! I gave a couple gentle pushes and out came a bunch of poop! It just slid right out and the relief was SO AMAZING! Once everything was emptied out (it took about 5 minutes), I looked into the toilet and saw about 10 pieces of poop all around 2 inches long. For the first time in a week, I finally felt empty :)

I know I am still going to have difficulties pooping while I'm on the iron pills, but if I drink plenty of water (which I am going to start doing), I should have a much easier time.

Brandon T

comments & stuff

To:Tia hope you get back to pooping normaly soon.

To: Karen C it sounds like it hit you hard at least you avoided an accident.

To: Maria great story.

To: Annie hopefully your diarrhea wont last to long.

Well that's all for now

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site

Maria

What comes in will come out

Hello everyone, feeling 10* a lot better. To Taylor for me that's how mine goes three times a day, healthy eating is wonderful though I will eat meat every now and then depending on what and where. Well time for a quick story, today I got home, before everyone and I went to the basement bathroom cause I had some clothes to wash so I stripped everything off and put it in the landury basket, then I went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, produced some few good solid pieces fell out my butt, felt so amazing and satisfaction. I wiped few times back there. Flushed and washed my hands. Walked upstairs to my bedroom waited upstairs took a shower, came out air dry few minutes then waited for Marcus come home and when he did, it was so great having home, later on I made him dinner and the kids. That's all for right now

oldpoop

To Tia: constipation from iron pills

Yes, indeed, iron pills can slow down one's bowels! I don't take them, but I have had to take other constipating meds in the past, such as Percocet or other pain remedies after surgery. One of my most effective foods to restore bowel function and rhythm is nuts: I especially enjoy mixed nuts, and they most often give me good results, usually long, smooth, medium-solid easy bowel movements. Don't eat too many, or you may give yourself diarrhea; but try eating some nuts every day and see what happens. Whole-grain cereals and breads can help, too, as can vegetables such as spinach or corn, which can reappear in your poop. Good luck!

Saturday, January 28, 2017


John H

Work poo

Hi all
On the toilet I'm work.
I started with a long pee, all the tea and water I have been drinking.
I then let several long airy farts before a large thick log slowly slid out.
It felt very solid, just the way I like it.
It split in two and it was followed up by two long but softer logs.
Very nice and getting payed to do it, 2what could be better haha?
Do many posters enjoy a work poo?
Time to wipe and return to work now.
Take care all
John H

Imogen

pub lunch and walk home

Hello all,

Earlier in the week I was back home with my family, and one day I went out to lunch with a friend of mine at a pub near me. We live in a village on the edge of the city, and the pub is in the next village along. It was quite a nice meal and we stayed for a drink or two afterwards. We said our goodbyes as we were going in different directions anyway, and as I felt a need for a poo coming on I went to the loo before leaving. I went up the stairs and into the ladies toilet, which had two cubicles, one of which was out of order and locked, so I went into the other one. Quite quickly, I let out two long logs, I sat for a bit but there wasn't any more. I reached for the loo roll... and there was none. And the other toilet was out of order. I rummaged around my bag, but I didn't have anything I could use in there either. I considered whether I could dash into the men's, but thought it was probably too risky. I pulled up my knickers and jeans and it felt uncomfortable and a bit icky. I washed my hands and started the walk home.

The walk is quite nice actually, it's a B-road between the two villages, but there's a shortcut you can take through the edge of some woods and fields. I'd only been walking for about 15 mins when I started to want a wee. I got to the point of the shortcut and decided to take that route. As it was 3pm on a Tuesday afternoon, it was pretty quiet. I headed off the path and around the back of a bush, checked around for anybody, then undid my jeans and pulled them and my knickers down, and squatted. I let loose quite a heavy stream! Whilst doing this I checked my knickers, they were light pink but had an obvious skidmark on. Once I'd finished weeing, I pulled my knickers back up (I didn't have anything to wipe with, so they got a damp patch) and did up my jeans, and carried on home.

I got home about half an hour later, changed my knickers then, they washed out alright.


Will write again soon!

Imogen

Louisa
Monika - I have also been camping in the wild. Last summer my girlfriend, me and another couple decided to take a walking holiday and just camp in the wild every night for a week,. I tried to replace by usual mid morning poo with an earlier one but it didn't work and found myself going in the evening when we set up the tents. My girlfriend is an 'evening girl' after work anyway, so we generally headed for some cover and did it side by side . On two nights we managed to poo in a pub but the other 5 we did it in the wild! On 3 nights we squatted and on two nights we sat on low walls and let it drop out the other side. I enjoyed the wild pooping. Sometimes the other couple would poop nearby but most of the time they went in the morning. Once we showed them the wall technique and all 4 of us chatted while we listened to their turds gently hitting the ground. All in all pooping outside is a great experience!

Today I had to visit another office for a meeting. I couldn't poop before I left so ended up going there. The toilets were amazing - the cubicle paritiions were frosted glass. You could just see a silhouette of the person sitting on the toilet next door as well as seeing their feet underneath. I sat there fascinated as a young secretary did her poop in the next cubicle to me - vision to add to the sound effects. Love the idea of these toilets!!

Xx


Tia

Constipation from iron pills

I've been taking iron pills for the last week or so, and the pharmacist wasn't kidding when she said they can cause constipation! I'm still pooping daily (as I always do), but the poop is incredibly hard to push out! I'm also pooping (or at least trying to) 3 times a day. I feel the urge to go, and then when I sit down on the toilet, I have to push and grunt quite a lot to get the poop out. I just got out of the bathroom, where I spent close to 20 minutes pushing out these little turds. The poops started off semi soft, and were accompanied by a little gas and some pushing. The last two pieces were definitely the hardest! I was straining so much, my face was turning red. It took a good 10 minutes of work just to push those guys out. No matter how hard I push, I can't seem to be expell everything. I definitely don't feel empty, so I just know there's another pooping marathon coming up.

I'm drinking plenty of liquids (water, coffee,) and eating high fibre foods, and they are helping with the poops a bit, but I'd like to get back to my regular pooping!

Thunder

A Welcome Poo

Last night i had a horrible night with pain and stiffness and when that happens I get very stressed regarding my lack of physical ability...not much sleep....got up and my partner made me a nice cup of tea and some light breakfast....I went and had my routine attempt on the toilet before my shower...Did not feel too much like a BM and usually I am not very productive at that time in the morning....maybe it was all the salad I ate the day before but I was able to poo...it splattered out with plenty of farts....I was slumped forward so exhausted and even the slightest effort was accompanied by grunts....but I was really able to go...my hands were so stiff I could barley wipe so as usual I relied on the shower...a short time ago I had another dump and at least my bowels for once feel good and empty even though the rest f me is a "train wreck"...better days tomorrow.

Karen C.

Reply to anonymous who asked about my McDonald's incident

Inquiring minds wanna know? Okay, so I'll elaborate a little more.

Well, after the Mexican feast I ate for lunch that day (which I ate MUCH too soon in recovery from the yucky stomach virus I had, maybe I had the flu, but I couldn't resist the home cooked venison with homemade tortillas and sides and fresh ????), I thought I felt fine until I got on the road with my cement rig en route to a delivery site (I'm a cement delivery driver, currently the only woman in this department). My guts started rumbling and I was hoping to find a place with a bathroom to pull into which caters to large commercial trucks but no such luck, not a real truck stop on the horizon for at least another twenty miles--I needed to find a place really quick NOW so I settled for a McDonalds that looked like it wasn't busy judging from the low number of cars in the parking lot so I quickly pulled in and parked my rig as best I could in the RV parking area, then I ran inside and into the womensroom.

By this time I had a really bad headache with nausea and that's also when I noticed my ears were hot which was my fever getting worse. The first bout of the Big D wasn't too bad, drips and runs and some gas, started feeling queasy/pukish/spitty-mouthy/burpy and wishing I'd skipped lunch earlier, then I went out and ordered a small Sprite or maybe it was a 7-UP whatever owns McD's these days, and asked for two pieces of cheese on half a bun.

I sat at a booth and tried to get this down because Sprite and bread is good for a yurky stomach and cheese coagulates diarrhea so I forced it down, then I felt another attack of the bubble guts, far worse and more intense this time so I quickstepped it into the ladiesroom once again, dropped my pants and panties and blew it all out for all I was worth. Luckily I disrobed before the torrent hit--I saved my pants and undies which aren't exactly cheap; I tend to have expensive taste in clothing at least in pants, I often wear expensive pants and footwear with a cheap tee on top for my work attire. Never cheap out on the boots--you only get one pair of feet to last you, cheap shoes are no bargain if they ruin your feet! I was bending forward with my forarms over my knees and I was in sort of a semi squat position when the dam broke, just to illustrate.

It started coming out at high pressure before I could even sit down and so, yeah, I spray painted the wall behind the toilet with high pressure brown stuff as well as the toilet seat--at least at this point I still had the strength to "hover" above the toilet while I did my business so I didn't have to sit in it. Hope the poor cleaning boy has a fetish for nasty diarrhea from highly attractive late middle aged brunette gals like me, else a cast iron stomach, haha!

After that diarrhea episode I needed to get to the delivery site asap so I got back on the road still feeling crappy and sick, my mouth started tasting salty and getting watery and my head was killing me and my stomach started churning. At the jobsite I had more diarrhea and got sick to my stomach several times, see my previous post--let me tell ya, a big lunch heavy on the sour cream and cheese is NOT pretty when it hits the ground as it exits your mouth and needless to say it doesn't smell or taste very nice at all either, and furthermore spicy foods are really tough on the bum sphincter!!!!!. So, lessons learned, stay away from hot spicy foods when you're sick, unless you have a weird liking for that dreaded burning bum syndrome. TIP: Put Aloe Vera lotion on your TP when you have the runs, your bum will thank you!

It was all in all a really yucky, unpleasant experience. Maybe I should get the flu shot next year.

Love and kisses,
Karen C.

Maria

What comes in will come out

Hello everyone, feeling 10* a lot better. To Taylor for me that's how mine goes three times a day, healthy eating is wonderful though I will eat meat every now and then depending on what and where. Well time for a quick story, today I got home, before everyone and I went to the basement bathroom cause I had some clothes to wash so I stripped everything off and put it in the landury basket, then I went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, produced some few good solid pieces fell out my butt, felt so amazing and satisfaction. I wiped few times back there. Flushed and washed my hands. Walked upstairs to my bedroom waited upstairs took a shower, came out air dry few minutes then waited for Marcus come home and when he did, it was so great having home, later on I made him dinner and the kids. That's all for right now

Vincene

Morning Thoughts

Yesterday morning I was about 1/3 my way to work when I remembered an off-site meeting and realized my gas supply wouldn't hold me through the day. So despite my debit card being low, I left the freeway for gas at a 24/7 store. Its strange, I know, but with my heals on, while pumping I stumbled on the hose, fell against the side of my car, and out of my agility, I prevented a fall and fuel spill, but in doing so was reminded of my need to take a crap. I had decided to hold it until I got to the office because Diver was still asleep and the walls in our apartment are minimal at best. So after pumping, I went in and headed for the bathroom I use pretty frequently. A high school student was waiting, and when she saw me stand behind her, she turned and told me she only had to wee and it wouldn't be too long. To make conversation and I guess take her mind off her bladder, she told me the toilets at her school were gross and this "stop" would hold her over until at least lunch. The door to the sole unisex toilet opened, a guy who looked to be a trucker in jean overalls walked out and the girl ran for the opportunity quickly. I noticed two older ladies, one with a little girl had moved in behind me. They were talking about the ownership being too cheap to add a second toilet. One said they could add three toilets just on the profits they were making off tobacco and liquor. Then a guy in a college jacket behind them got in on the conversation, too.

The peeing girl was true to her word. So fast, I surmised she couldn't have taken the time to wash her hands. After latching the door (and checking it, due to an earlier mistake) I saw what she left: a bowl of golden pee, toilet paper on the right hand side of the seat and another long sheet now stuck to my left heal. I tossed them into the bowl, flushed and as I placed my butt on the warm seat, I got to thinking about my previous obsession with keeping paper between my butt and the seat. That ended when I switched high schools and the seat gaskets were no longer available in my new school. I could tell my first turd was hard and apparently irregular in size. It didn't slide out with ease and gave me some pain. The major part was much softer and although bigger, it didn't fight me. With a little more work I got a third turd, also on the softer side out, but surprisingly it splashed me you-know-where and I hate that. I might have been able to drop another, but the clock was ticking and with the others waiting, I stood, flushed, and then took the seat again to clean myself. After four wipes, I decided to do one more, and call it a day. That one was the cleanest and I reached back and flushed the paper. I washed my hands, dried them quickly on the roll-towel, opened the door and confidently called out "Next" as I approached the line that had gotten longer. On the rest of my trip, as I finished the large coffee I had purchased, I started to get a gassy feeling, plus I could feel my bladder filling. You can guess where I stopped when got out of the parking garage and entered our building.

Annie (Anny)

First thing in the morning diarrhea

Hi everyone. I'm sitting on the toilet right now with my jeans, leggings and underwear around my thighs and I am having diarrhea. This is after 2 bottles of water and when I was in the middle of having brunch. I'm very careful these days not to fart first thing in the morning to avoid filling my pants. Better to be safe than sorry.

Happy pooping everyone

Annie

Nat
To Taylor

Yes because your mindset is focused on pooping due to the urge being stronger, so you relieve yourself in that way first subconsciously. Every time I'm desperate to take a shit; it'll always be the first thing out when I'm eventually seated.

Hope this helps


Brandon T

comments & stuff

To: Monika great story.

To: Ally H first welcome to the site and great story it sounds like you had a really great poop and I look forward to reading your next story thanks.

To: Annie it sounds like you had a good cleanout first thing in the morning.

Well thats all for now.

Sincerely Brandon T

PS. I love this site

Thursday, January 26, 2017


Monika

Wilderness camp

Last summer I attended a wilderness camp (in Sweden). We camped outdoor without access to common facilities for over one week. Weather was nice and we had a really wonderful time. Most of us were not used to outdoor life and we had to adjust to a lot of new customs. To me getting used to going to toilet in nature was a real challenge. I had peed outdoor a couple of times before but I had never ever before pooped without a door to lock. But now it was unavoidable. Nobody talked about it but it was obvious that everyone did it. Usually I am a lunch time pooper but out there I found it most convenient to postpone it till the evening. Then I took some toilet paper in my pocked and went for a walk alone. When finding a suitable and hidden spot I pulled down, squatted and got it done. I did not get constipated and managed to keep normal almost habits all the time. Neither I think anyone spotted me. We were almost 40 persons together out there and perhaps somewhat surprising I do not think anyone made a problem out of it (as it was no topic for discussion). I went very well away from the tents and therefore I think I managed to keep it a private moment. But not everybody did that. Especially in the morning when I went out in the woods to pee I a coupøe of times accidentally spotted others squatting. Even though a most normal activity it was a bit strange to observe others in that situation. In some way it was a bit amusing to see even grey haired adults who could have been my parents (men as well as women) with bums bare and shorts at the knees.

hello. I had an awesome weekend. I was at a press conference hearing curators talking and whilst they were talking, the auditorium was completely silent. This happened especially after lunch and so whilst it was silent, I can hear someones stomach growling. I bet it's the coffee. Some people can have laxative effect with the coffee and luckily no one realise it but me. So, I don't know who's stomach growling but plenty of stomach does that and one of them was holding his stomach rushing out to look for the bathroom. Boy, that was embarrassing.


Ally H

Pooping with Sister

Hi I'm Ally, I'm 22 years old I just got out of school till February and right now I'm staying at my stepdads and I've only been here since Friday and its been good so far. My mom married him in 2006 and they had a kid the same year. Meghan who is 11 didn't really like me at first but now I tink she's eased off. Although today my step dad was on a business trip in Missouri and my mom was working late until 11:30. So it was just me and Meghan at home. She needed to go to the bathroom and asked me if I wanted to come which she's never asked me but I needed to poop so I followed her to her bathroom in her room which she had a nice room and her bathroom was nice to. She needed to go so she ran in and pulled her jeans and pink undies to her ankles and started pushing but she said that she was constipated and I told her that usually I get in the tub when I'm constipated so she took off her jeans and undies and so did eye and we sat in the tub she watched me poop first I started pushing and it just started comingout of me it was 30 seconds of nonstop shit. So at this point my sis is still constipated so more stories on the way!

Canada Pooper

it runs in the family

i remember some years ago we were visiting family in another city cross country where we visit every few years my cousin was about 8 or 9 at the time my parents and aunt went out with a few friends one night but before they left i remember them talking about how bad my cousins toilet habits were and how she hadn't done any movement in nearly a week they soon left i don't remember exactly where they went but they were only gone a few hours my cousin was sitting in the living room on the couch she was kinda a brat to be honest but a super cute mixed race kid with a smile that would make your heart melt see my aunt was one of those irresponsible single mother not really ready type moms and my cousin ruled the house
anyway they left and my cousin continues to watch whatever she was until a few moments later she got up and looked out the door to see if they were gone once she was satisfied they were gone she sat back down she started to get a look of pure concentration on her face ill call her jess
jess started to grunt really hard i asked jess what you doing she said bluntly pooping in between pushing
i asked her why she wasn't using the toilet she just looked at me and shrugged when she was done she continued to sit there the room stinks at this point she starts to cry after seeing the shocked look on my face i promise her i won't tell i ended up staying the night in the guest room jess had hidden the rest of the night in her room and went to bed when my aunt and parents and aunt got back they went straight to bed maybe they poked their heads in to check on us i can't recall i do remember my aunt was furious with my cousin jess in the morning though when she found her still in her mess and forced her to take a bath needless to say we were a lot closer after breakfast she gave me a big kiss and hug and said thanks for not telling we had a few more events like this as the years went on

Siford

Dumb at 8

When I was 8, away from home and at places like school I was overly awkward at using the bathroom. Sometimes I didn't take enough time in dressing myself. I didn't make sure that I put my underwear on right. So I'd wait, sometimes getting bullied by the older boys, for a urinal and once I got up there, the hole I needed in front of my underwear was located in back. I didn't want to leave the line because I knew I was being watched, so the first few times this happened I would simply drop my jeans and shorts down to the level of my penis, and try to extend it up over the elastic so I could get my pee going. Of course, that didn't work too well and it got me more ridicule. Then I decided just to pause a bit at the urinal, then flush and turn around and leave. Still some of the guys made rude comments. A couple just shouted out for me to go into one of the stupid stalls. Still that wouldn't work too much better because backward is backward and I'd still be watched and humiliated. And all I wanted to do was drain my bladder. Then I tried by using the toilets by faking a crap. That meant sitting on the toilet and with my hand on my penis, pointing the piss into the bowl. Since so many of the toilet cubicles didn't have doors, that created problems too. I was still being watched and ridiculed. Only that now it wasn't that bad, because most of the guys' attention was to the urinals and with their backs to me. However, when a toilet was available, it meant there was a reason. Usually that was caused by one or two things. Some guys had sprayed the seat because they were in a super hurry and hadn't raised the seat. And I couldn't use toilet paper to wipe the seat dry because most of the time the cubicles had been vacant because the toilet paper was out. So my butt became a human sponge. There was just no other alternative. If I didn't use my limited bathroom options during our class' break time or after recess, I would likely have an accident in class.

To Karen C:
You said you destroyed a McDonalds bathroom after you got sick - was it just because of the smell, or did it turn out like the porta-potty did (no seat cover, so poo 'n' hover)? Hope you made a clean escape!


jayden
I remember a certain time where I had to pee really bad so I ran to the boys bathroom there I saw a freakan girl shitting and I was shocked she said opps and ran out with her pants still down . why she was in the men's room I don't know


Annie (Anny)

Diarrhea first thing in the morning

Hi everyone on The Toilet :) I hope everyone's doing well on this cold January day. I am. I woke up around 9:30 am and shortly after getting dressed and finishing a bottle of water, with a strong urge to have diarrhea. I was very careful to clench my muscles to avoid pooping my pants. I quickly got to the bathroom and pulled my jeans, leggings and underwear down and sat down on the toilet where I exploded everything out of my body. It came out in a massive cascade. It took me about 5 minutes to void everything out of my body. But I felt a lot better afterwards. When I was sure that I was finished, I reached beside me for the toilet paper and wiped well to avoid skidmarks in my underwear. When I was clean, I stood up and pulled up my underwear and pants and did up my zipper, button and belt and flushed.

Maria

What comes in will come out

Hi guys, hopefully everyone is feeling well, Sunday I felt horrible, that I told Marcus just buy me depends and I just go in those, So while football was going on I was puking and pooping one after another, vise versa . I don't remember eating anything, being afraid letting everything come out even more, yesterday I called let my vp take control, while I still recover and today is Tuesday I'm feeling some better but I still haven't been able to poop solid yet just smelling water coming out, well that's all I need Marcus help to wipe me.

Another Stranger

To Poopers Far and Wide

Ahoy there, folks of the toilets. I'm just another random person on planet internet who happens to have an odd interest in the act of pooping. I always have been for as long as I can remember. Pooping is enjoyable and relaxing, I can't necessarily explain why, I just know its cool and you do too. However, its quite heartbreaking not to know any other poop enthusiasts, so here I am.

Point is, I'd greatly cherish a person to discuss wild, weird, wacky, unfortunate or downright stellar stool stories (Gotta love alliteration with your poops). Albeit the chances of me encountering a person is incredibly slim, it wouldn't hurt to at least try.

Happy Pooping!

Thunder

Toilet Artistry

Some time ago a senior high school girl presented as her major art work a photo of her sitting on the toilet and was judged very highly as being a very good photograph...how the judges arrived at this conclusion I do not know.
It my locality we have a very well known art exhibition known as the Archibald Prize where a portrait or a picture is painted of subject who have to be well known persons .
An artist asked to paint a well known chef and she (the chef) described herself as an artist but said the difference between a painter is their art gets hung on a wall whereas a chef's art gets flushed down the toilet.
That then became the subject of the painting...the chef was depicted sitting on the toilet...a roll of toilet paper in her hand and by the expression on her face was doing a poo!
This picture was hung in the main exhibition.
How art has broadened!

Canada Pooper

Thank you to everyone

I just want to thank everyone who has shared their stories so far especially MikeyPee who really opened up its good to know im not alone please continue to share pants pooping experiences everyone if anyone wants to hear more of my stories let me know im happy to share

Taylor

My order of relieving myself has completely changed.

This year I started a healthier diet and exercising more, and because of that I've been pooping larger amounts, and more frequently. I used to go once daily but now I go first thing in the morning and again in late afternoon / evening.

One thing I've noticed is I used to pee first and then poop but now it's the opposite. I always start pooping within seconds of sitting down and will pee after I'm done. Does anyone have an insight to why this happens? Maybe because of my new diet my poop is now just a stronger urge?

Thanks.

Tuesday, January 24, 2017


MikeyPee

To Canada Pooper

To Canada Pooper -

I was very interested in your story about pooping yourself as a kid. It seems that we've had
similar experiences.

I've posted on this forum for many years but I've never shared this story. Let me say at the outset that I'm not proud of this and in many respects I'm glad to say that I have largely overcome what I am about to describe.

With apologies to those who are reading this intro for the umpteenth time, I am disabled by cerebral palsy and I have had a lifelong fascination with bathroom stuff. As a youngster
through high school, I attended a school exclusively for the disabled. Most of the kids
had cerebral palsy or polio (this was in the 50s and 60s), but there were also children with spina bifida. These children were incontinent and needed to wear diapers. My earliest childhood
friend had spina bifida and I was fascinated that he was still in diapers at a time when I was
toilet trained except for being a bed wetter until age seven. We started the same school together
and he was changed (and later changed himself) in the same bathrooms that everyone else used.
So at school, it was somewhat common to encounter someone with spina bifida being changed
in the bathroom. This exposure only increased my fascination. These children lacked both bladder and bowel control and sometimes these children had soiling accidents. I've posted about this a few times in the past.

By the time I was an adolescent (age 13), based upon things I had seen and heard at school,
I began wondering what it would be like to poop myself. Before long, I began acting on this
and started to soil myself on purpose. Fortunately, my situation at home really didn't allow me
to do this very often, and I think I only did it once before going to college. I was actually mortified the first time I did it, was very much afraid that my mother would find out, and of course it wasn't a pleasant experience. In college, in my early twenties, I had two semesters where I didn't have a roomate (I lived in a dorm), and the desire to poop myself returned (although the desire may have never been that far away). I used a wheelchair for mobility on campus and on a few occasions I'd be at some remote (from the dorm) location, have the need for a BM, and I would do it in my pants. I would then wheel back to my room, and deal with as much as I could in the dorm room before finishing up in the floor's bathroom. Again, I didn't do it very often (I can only think of two occasions), but the desire was never far away.

After college, as an adult, I probably did it at home every few years. Because I lived with my
parents for almost 30 years after graduating college, the opportunities were few and far between.
But, every so often they would travel for a few days, I'd be home alone, and this would provide
the opportunity to do it. Ironically, at home, I would always do it in the bathroom so I could get my "accident" into the toilet right away and begin cleaning-up right away before anyone realized what I had done. I wore boxer briefs and always had the fear of my poop falling out of my pants and down onto the floor, I'd rinse my undershorts out in the bathtub or toilet and leave them on to tub to dry. A few times my mother saw them and asked if I had an accident. I'd answer "Yes," but she never pursued the subject.

I got married in my late 40's and the opportunity to do this began to diminish. However, a little over 15 years ago I was a PhD candidate at a local university. I worked full-time but during this period I'd frequently use my vacation time to stay home and work on my dissertation. My wife
also worked full time, so I was home alone. and the opportunity to poop myself was certainly there. But, the desire began to disappear. I'd have days where I thought when the need came
I would poop myself and yet, when the time actually came, I ended-up on the toilet, "accident" free. I know it's nothing to brag about, but I haven't pooped myself on purpose in 17 years.

I'm only sharing this in the hope that Canada Pooper realizes he's not alone. It seems like we had similar experiences. I just wanted to share this with Canada Pooper as I think it good to know that you're not alone.

Maria

What comes in will come out

Hello everyone,
Just quick small story on Saturday morning, waking up 7 to get the house ready, put on some gym shorts and robe over put some house shoes on, so I started to clean the bathroom in the basement first then on first floor and second floor and started on the master bathroom before the kids ones being close to 9 I felt the need to take a stinky poop, I pull down the gym shorts take them off and the robe and jersey with my socks and house shoes. And sat on the toilet began to grunting some I forgot about the whole milk before I went to bed after I pooped last night. My stomach start sharply painful cramps grabbing my stomach, then my hole opens up spudding farts with liquid poop and mushy feeling so yucky my butt feeling all messy, Marcus came in cheek on me guess I was making the noise lol. I was sweeting a great deal and more mushy was coming out I was smelling aweful , feeling weak , start feeling light headed, Marcus helped me clean up my bottom and flushed toilet and picked me up and took me at the showers and cleaned my whole body got me dry off really good got me dress in my robe and carried me back to bed and called my doctor, she wants me off late night milk but I'm coming down with the flu also. So rest of the day I was on bed rested except to raise up to eat and Marcus carrying me to the bathroom. Today same way ok I'm done talking I need Marcus help now.

Optional Person

To Taylor.

Awesome story Taylor. I think it is awesome that you asked permission even though you didn't have to. I also like that you enjoyed the fact she could hear your poops. Did you like that she could smell them? Glad you had fun releasing your load. Thanks for the post. I farted when I read this.

Bianca

Hi Again

Once after eating lunch, I had to go poo soon. It was several minutes after eating, and a mildly strong urge. I think I read somewhere that eating stimulates your bowels. This might explain why sometimes soon after a meal you have to go poop. Today I did a medium-sized semi sloppy stinky poop in our bathroom while waiting for another clothes dryer (our 3rd one). Our laundry area is by the bathroom which was also the case when I lived in a previous mobile home. The first dryer caught fire in the back, and Mom put it out with a towel, and the second unit wouldn't heat. Mom keeps towels, and washcloths in the bathroom btw. Boy that towel Mom used to put out that electrical fire sure had a weird plastic chemical odor! Anyway, another thing that happened was I noticed that our dog Diego pooped on the floor while I was emptying our new dryer (which by the way works great). The gross thing about the poop this time was that it made a fart noise as it came out. I thought he had diarrhea, so I finished what I was doing so I wouldn't step on it. Mom cleaned up the poop when she came home, and the smell went away. I sure love all the great surveys, keep them up!

Sunday, January 22, 2017


Abby C

Big Poop at Home

So yesterday was a good day. I had an interview and then a field trip although I was Feeling lightheaded and stayed at home. I was laying on the couch watching Netflix in my pink T-shirt and yoga pants with a headache and I was also coming down with a cold so I tried to lay down although about 2 minutes later I was getting cramps. So I walked to my ensuit in my room because I didn't want anybody to see the good thing was my room is on the 3rd floor. I walked into the bathroom made sure I locked the door (if you saw my old posts). I pulled down my yoga pants down to my ankles I was waiting and waiting then I realized I really had to start shaving my down below. Then I started pushing hard a big long poop started coming since I was home alone I took off all my clothes including my bra taking out my big ?????. And got up on my toes and started pushing and the log was about 2 feet long and then a bunch of diaherria. Then I sat back down and wiped. Thank you for reading and there will be more stories in the future.
Abby C
Xoxoxo

Karen C.

Diarrhea, stomach flu, and other problems

Karen C,
Hi readers. Sorry I havent' written, been busy. I'm sick with the stomach flu, been sick a couple of days, I'm out sick from work, I'm a delivery driver for a cement company; think I caught it from a waitress that was sick and coughing when I stopped for supper at a diner on the way home monday evening, couldn't resist the all u can eat pasta special. Yesterday, tuesday, I went in to work, felt okay but a little bit funny in the stomach, I started feeling a little nauseous but not too bad at around 10 a.m., thought I was just hungry so I stopped at a convenience store and got a peanut butter wafer bar and a carton of dutch chocolate milk and that made me feel a little better for a while,

later I got a headache and my ears felt hot like I was running a fever, around 4:15 had to pull the truck over and throw up on the side of the road. Ate some crackers and gingerale for dinner last night and felt crappy but well enough, sorta, to go to work this morning. At around 12:30 today I finished my third run of the day and after rinsing out my rig I went inside to find that one of our associates had brought in a south of the border feast which is one of my favorites, so even though I didn't really feel like eating, that whetted my appetite. I had a big soft taco with lettuce, tomato, sour cream, cheese, and a fajita made with grilled deer meat, melted cheese and lettuce and tomato and sour cream, and I also had some spanish rice and some flan for dessert, with a couple diet Pepsis.

Had to pull into a fast food restaurant at around 2pm to have diarrhea on the way to an afternoon run (sorry but I DESTROYED the womens room at McDonalds!) and later ended up puking four times at the site--I had a bad headache and felt feverish, mouth kept filling up with salty spit, my hands were shaky, my face was flushed and my lips were white, and my stomach started feeling really full suddenly out of nowhere (felt like I'd guzzled a couple gallons of warm water, yuck!) and in the end I had to run behind one of those blue plastic porta potties--I threw up a LOT, all of my mexican lunch just splashed all over the ground in big gushes and I tasted and recognized some things from my lasagna/rigatonni feast from the day before even!,

I guess I threw up everything I'd eaten in the last day or two --a few of the ironworkers were really nice, young guys in their mid to late 20s, they happened to see me vomiting and ran over to me and stuck around with me in case I needed anything and didn't seem bothered by the puke smell maybe they were married or just being polite, they brought me paper towels and clorox wipes to clean up with and helped me wipe off my face, hair, hands and shoes and pants, one of them brought me a bottle of water to rinse my mouth and another brought me a cold 7-UP to settle my stomach and held me by my hips while I sipped it as I was a little dizzy and unsteady, he walked me over to a beam and sat down next to me ;

my mouth kept filling up with salty saliva and I kept spitting it out, it stopped after a few minutes and my stomach felt a little more stable and I stopped retching. Haven't been this sick in over five years. Really woozy and weak, must be the fluF.

I asked one of the ironworker guys to bring me toilet paper or kleenex or at least something to wipe with because I felt another attack of diarrhea coming on and there was no t.p. in the porta potty, and he brought me more industrial rough paper towels and GoJo hand cleaner which was all that was available, gave me major butt rash but better than nothing. I sprayed explosive diarrhea all over that porta potty as I hovered my butt above it because I didn't have time to put rags down on that filthy seat to sit on, then I used the rough towels and GoJo hand cleaner to clean my bum. I threw up twice again after I got outta there.

Bouts of dry heaving overtook me every fifteen minutes. Couldn't stop dry heaving and my stomach felt like a wreck--I was trying to work and constantly burping/heaving up an orangeish colored slimey mucous-like substance from my stomach, it wasn't fun; wasn't even sure if I could drive my rig back to the shop safely, found a cardboard box to put in the cab in case I started throwing up again while driving back to the shop later. I radioed the office to let them know the situation and the boss said I could go home and take the next two days off sick leave as soon as I finished the delivery and brought my rig back in and rinsed it out (which is GREAT! after the two days off for sick leave I have three normal days off following so it's like a mini vacation!).
I finished the job, brought in the rig, and rinsed it while fighting back the dry heaves and concentrating to keep my sphincter tightly shut lest I create a big 'ol chocolate colored stain in the seat of my good khakis and ruin an expensive pair of Victoria Secret lace thongs my son sent me for Christmas, I checked the truck back in (the secretary said I looked flushed, that I looked like crap, pale and sick), I went to the bathroom (basically the only bathroom is a Men's bathroom, the facility was built before women entered this trade so guys come in freely and so you have to lock the toilet stall) and I had diarrhea for almost ten minutes then stood bent over the sink feeling like I was about to throw up but ended up only dry heaving, then I went home and took a nice long hot bubble bath, then later when I got bored I finished welding yet another propane cooker, I thought maybe being out in the fresh air and keeping my mind occupied might make me feel better (I've been fabricating a lot of these propane cookers and selling them lately as a side hustle making good money, they're really popular for some reason, customers say mine are very durable the way I make them, I only use the oxyacetylene fusion process, slow but makes a stronger and prettier joint), the guy was supposed to stop by and pick it up this evening but I guess he's not going to show today. Had to go out behind my workshop a couple of times when the nausea heaves and retching overtook me, felt like vomiting; stomach went crazy and I ended up just throwing up a little bit of bitter and sour slimey yellow water and I retched until I felt like my stomach was turning inside out, this happened about every hour, but now my stomach feels better than it did earlier, at least my fever's gone now and my headache is almost gone but I still feel like I'm about to have diarrhea but there simply isn't anything to come out; weird. I sit on the pot, fart, wipe, and the paper is clean, go figure. Maybe I'll take some enemas later, a warm soapy one and a few plain water ones. Maybe I'll feel better after I clean out my stomach.

Had a bout of explosive diarrhea and saw english peas in there which I could swear I hadn't eaten in over a week!

Took a nap and I feel a little better now, still a little queasy but at least I'm not so shaky and my headache and fever are gone but I haven't been able to keep anything in my stomach except crackers and gingerale and a little piece of parmesan cheese.

Mouth still keeps filling up with yucky salty spit but I don't think I'll vomit any more, I've just been sitting outside for fresh air and I keep spitting the salty spit out on the grass because swallowing it makes me feel more queasy. Wish this pukey nausea feeling would just go away, I constantly taste salt in my mouth and I constantly have to spit it out, my mouth is flowing like a faucet so I've been sitting outside and walking around the yard and around the block so I can spit. Fresh air helps.

Still come close to vomiting about every hour but I think it's over now. I go for walks around the block for fresh air every hour. I have diarrhea every two hours and saw corn in it which I haven't eaten since several days ago!

Maybe I'll take a nap and go browse around a 24 hour Walmart later and get a couple of movies, that always makes me feel better. TIP: A tampon up the bum is a handy little trick when you have diarrhea but you want to go out; I don't recommend this but sometimes when you live alone ya gotta do what ya gotta do. Diarrhea and khaki slacks isn't a good combination, wot?

Taylor

University presentation relief

I was volunteering at my university on Thursday night, helping finish getting things ready for a presentation in a few hours time. Nothing too major so there was only six of us there not including a handful of staff who stayed behind. All the students had left so the whole campus was like a ghost town. I had been needing the bathroom all afternoon, both needs so once things slowed down a little I left the hall and headed to the toilets. It was about an hour after everyone left so I saw a couple of cleaners in the corridors.

When I walked into the bathroom I saw a cleaner mopping the floor. "I'm really sorry but is it okay if I use the bathroom?" She said it was fine and went back to mopping the floor. I'm so glad she said yes because there was no way I'd be able to wait until I got home, I had been needing to go for about 4 hours. I took the stall the furthest away from where she was cleaning, pulled down my jeans and thong to my ankles and sat on the toilet. It was spotless!

After a few seconds I sighed as my poo started slowly inching out of me, it was such a relief being able to just relax and let it out. The cleaner was still busy in the bathroom and I felt a little guilty about using a toilet she had just spent time cleaning, but on the opposite end of the spectrum I loved knowing she would be able to hear me. I twirled my hair around my finger as my poo slid out of me on it's own accord before falling into the bowl with a quiet splash. Moments later another piece started coming out just as easily and it felt lovely, I'm sure the wait made it even better.

It soon broke off with a "flumph" but I still felt like I had some more to go so I sat listening to the cleaner mopping the floor while I waited. By now it started to smell of poop a little but the cleaning products was doing a good job of masking it. Sure enough, after a couple of minutes I opened up again and another piece slowly made its way out of me before joining the other two in the toilet.

I finally felt empty so I gathered some toilet roll to wipe with, starting a long wee as I did so. The pepsi's I had consumed earlier were finally exiting my body. Once it slowed to drips I reached between my legs to wipe and then got some more toilet roll for my behind. It only took three wipes! I flushed while still seated and pulled up my clothes as I stood before leaving to wash my hands. The cleaner had only moved a couple of stalls further and must have heard every little drip and splash. I shyly thanked her as I washed my hands and left to return to the presentation, feeling a thousand times better.

Louisa

End Stall Em's Public Bathroom Survey

Here are my answers to Em's survey

1. When was your last experience? What did you do? If a bathroom at work counts, about 15 minutes ago. I usually poop at work about mid morning so it a normal occurrence. I usually use the first or last of 5 stalls but today these were occupied so I used the middle one. I think both of the other girls were pooping too.

2. Did you have to wait for a toilet? How many toilets? Were there stalls with or without doors? As i said above 5 stalls all with doors. I chose the middle one because the end ones were busy.

3. How long did you have to sit before your body cooperated? While in the stall do you pay attention to noise from other stalls, those that peek into your stall, if there's adequate toilet paper, graffiti or vandalism, any other things? Do you sit longer than necessary? If so, why?
I usually wait until I really need to go, so it come quite easily usually. Pee then a small push and the log begins to move. I always pay attention to any other stall occupied - one was making audible plops but i think I only heard some pushing from the other stall. The design of our stalls makes peeking difficult! The was plenty of toilet paper on one of those giant locked rolls. I sat a little longer than needed and also waited at the sinks to see who the other two poopers were. I like to know who shares my mid morning pooing habit at work.

4. Was a seat-tissue available? Did you use it? Why or why not? What was the toilet paper like? Was it adequate? Did you flush? There are no seat tissues at work but the toilets are clean. Yes I did flush but left one bold skid mark in the bottom of the toilet. One day last year the water was switched off because of a mains problem. I pooped on top of 2 other poops and all the toilets had poop in. There must be many girls in my office that poop at work but many of us start early on shifts.

5. Did you wash your hands? What were the sinks like? Did the faucets works correctly? Was there adequate hot water and soap? Paper towels, linen towel roll or electric drier? Was there an opportunities for conversation with others next to you? Yes the sinks are nice with soap paper towels and electric dryer. I did talk to both girls when they came out. Sometimes I chat to friends while we poop in adjacent stalls.

6. When you returned from your bathroom experience, did family or friends ask you about anything you did? Did you volunteer the information?
No but there is one girls who always says she is going for a poo and not just to the toilet.

Hope you have enjoyed my answers. Happy to answer any other questions

xx

Ellison

Too Many Visitors

Last summer I stopped by our large mall in late afternoon to pick up a few things. I needed to urinate after work, came close to going in after I pumped my gas, but there were two in line for the one toilet. I headed directly to the lower level of the four-story mall because the bathroom was less used, I hadn't peed myself in some time, and I wanted to extend that streak. This was a five-staller. Four stalls had a privacy door. The middle stall didn't, but a girl probably about 11 or 12 actually cut in front of me, yanked her shorts down and dropped to the seat. I probably gave her a nasty look, but I decided not to say anything because I got the stall next to her almost immediately after it opened, the seat was pretty clean and in my two-minute sit, I drained my bladder. Just as I was standing up,there was a strange beep, a PA recording came on about a tornado warning, and that everyone should go right into the basement and to one of a group of designated rooms. Guess what? I was in it. Within a minute several women, several with children and a couple with young boys in tow, were shuttled in by security. They loaded the room from the far end, constantly told us to move closer together, and in doing so, here was this poor girl stunned and totally exposed on the toilet. A few were staring at her, but most weren't because tornadoes had struck a couple of weeks earlier and everyone was worried. Two security women stayed with us in the packed room, while others were directed to a large boiler room. A few took one of the toilets and did the natural thing. We were kept in there for probably a half hour. All that time the girl remained on the toilet. When I told my boyfriend the story that evening, he said something about mega-constipation and poetic justice. He might be right.

Brandon T