Maria's Messy Date: A desperation pooping story

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Next week he and I are going to our first basketball game of the season at the arena. I hope to test how far I've come by taking a crap there at halftime. I know he's rooting for me. He's a keeper! Eventually, the last of the solid poop started to come out. Another large, uninterrupted log of semi-sludge. I no longer had to push and it slid out on its own, forcefully pushing my buttcheeks apart and making a mess. It kept pouring, and felt larger than the first one.

I have initially planned to go pooping first with my gym clothes first, then undress and then shower. This continued for the next 3 minutes or so. Then it turned into explosive diarrhea that came in waves. 10 minutes or so later, I still didn't feel confident enough to leave the toilet. As I was pushing again...

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Was not feeling good about that matter first. Taking a poo ( Iam very loud when doing that) in front of other ladies that were just peeing. But I had not choice. The conference would go on for many more hours so holding it was no option. I waddled over to the Mens' room, content in the knowledge I'd have the place to myself. I took the first stall, dropped my pants to my shoes, sat down, and didn't even need to push as everything started sliding out on its own. When I prepare to sit on the toilet, I pull my pants down all the way to my ankles, and then pull down my underwear to rest either on top of my pants, or on my calves. Once I'm on the toilet, I spread my legs, and lean forward with my arms folded and resting on my thighs so that my privates are covered. Even though I should be able to use the toilet without having someone walk in on me, as long as my privates are covered, I really don't mind if someone sees me sitting on the toilet. When I was growing up, there was absolutely no way I could poop in public. I am very glad that I am able to do it now, and after all, it's something we all have to do! I have two kids we try to get out of the house with often. During the week in summer it's just me and on most weekends my husband will join us. In either case, we've made our trips to the restroom together if it was possible. We've never had any issues, except maybe with there being too little space for three or four people! I've posted about it a few times in the past. I only really do it with my youngest now who's about to turn 6.

Now, time for some imagination. I want you to imagine yourself being very desperate to go number 2. You can feel the poop touching the cloth of your underwear, and if you relaxed, you would have an accident. To your dismay, there is no bathroom nearby. You try your best to hold it in despite all the odds. Eventually, no matter how hard you try to hold it, your body decides to give in and relieve itself, pushing a firm, warm, squishy mess in the seat of your underwear. You can feel your underwear start to bulge and get heavier as the mess enters. It's quite obvious what happened due to the brown lump and the smell. Although somewhat embarrassed, you like the feeling. The relief is amazing after waiting so long. You're not really sure why you put effort into holding it in the first place. Sitting on it feels rather messy and squishy. You decided to clean up and shower because of how messy it is. Did this do anything? Kristi You wrote that your boyfriend likes it when you take a big poop in front of him. Have you ever clogged the toilet in front of him? But sometimes things are not as the seem. The walls and doors seemed to be supper thin because I could here everything from the other stalls. The last time I have experienced such things was during my time in the states where the toilets are different. I meet her again at the sinks. We came out of our stalls at the same time. I recognised her as one of the other members from a different company at the meeting.After hearing that I started to my stuff as well. it was a normal poo for me. pre poop farts, then pee then mid poo and also some post poop farts.

But, I've always had an abnormal bladder. But, part of the reason why I am able to do powerful pisses is because of the urgency of the situation and being able to control the distance/aim. I have pissed off so far that it actually went passed from where I was filming often leaving a long trail, that I feel good about and these are my favorite ones to film because, I can just take off my panties or pull them down/to the side and piss literally everywhere. To Willa: I was one of those girls and I guess still am who did everything possible to not poop at school or at work, it was difficult because when holding in poop gas would build up and I would have to wait to fart between classes since farting in class is social suicide as is farting in the bathroom speaking of which to any girl or person for that matter who pooped at school my hats off to you, but there is this stigma rightfully or wrongfully that "girls don't poop" and pooping and farting in public is embarrassing to enough but to make gross noises and let out a stinky mess around your peers while puberty is hitting and hormones are raging is really hard. Some girls may have decided to use the nurses bathroom but again the idea of letting out a loud gross messy stinky poop around the nurse and anyone else in the office is super embarrassing. I know everyone poops but at school trying to fit in and not do anything super embarrassing farting and pooping to me is one of the most embarrassing things, peeing was rough but I had to do and managed to do, but I refused to fart and poop at school and still refuse to fart and poop at work because again its people I work with. I basically only feel comfortable farting and pooping at home by myself, I don't want to be that way forever and if anyone has any advice that would be great, but yes Willa I was definitely one of those incredibly shy poopers at school and at work. My mother was; I wasn't and I started to get more rebellious at about age 10. Before we ever left home for any reason mom would make me go into the upstairs bathroom and sit and try. Like 9 times out of 10 I would sit, try and get frustrated during my boring 5 minute sit. My friends might have been down in the family room or in the car already to go to the park. There I was parked on the toilet. Finally, I looked at the timer we kept on the toilet tank top, my 5 minutes was up and I was outta there! By the time I was 8 or 9 my friends were pooping independently of adult supervision. At the bowling alley where we were on a weekly league they would just leave the lane and go into the bathroom. Mom insisted on taking me in, wiping off the seat two ways and giving me my usual lecture about going at home or holding it until I got home. Even my friends saw mom as being...well strict. My things-happen-to-your-body-argument after you down a hot dog and soda didn't work. And if my friends were regularly using such bathrooms with no fears and no lecture, why was I being singled out?Holy shit! It filled a lot of the toilet bowl! Damn. Flushed the beast down and it went down no problem. WOW. That poop was a hell of a relief to get rid of and I am hoping I can go again after lunch and dinner. Even better if I can go tomorrow too at my exercise program after coffee and lunch. I hope everyone is staying safe, healthy and happy. Last year when we were arriving a woman in her mid thirties was walking out of the women's room. My wife went and I proceeded to enter our respective rooms. I put the flashlight in the hole to view the pit because my wife really needed to go. Imagine my surprise when I saw a fresh pair of panties still steaming from the heat. Must be the girl that we saw leaving didn't make it.