Pooping Stories

by TheBigDump

Summary:

This is just a collection of stories about people taking dumps (I accept requests, read the first chapter for more info). Idk why I'm doing this, I'm just bored as hell lol.

Don't read if you're a minor or if you don't like reading stuff involving poop.

Notes:

You can also find this on Wattpad:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/366761129-pooping-stories

Chapter 1: Requests

Summary:

The title of this chapter is self explanatory, so here are some things I will and won't accept in requests.

Notes:

Please read this carefully before submitting a request.

What I will write:

- Pooping (obviously)
- Peeing (it won't be the main part of the story, but I will include it sometimes)
- Diarrhea
- Farting
- Constipation (I'll write it sometimes, but not often)
- Stories involving public bathrooms
- Stories involving someone watching/listening to someone else poop (secretly or not, it depends on the scenario since public bathrooms aren't that private as far as sounds go lol)
- Stories involving characters in relationships/married helping each other poop if they're constipated (via belly rubs)
- Desperation
- Characters from fandoms (this depends on the character, I won't write about characters I don't know)
- Multi-part stories (feel free to request sequels of stories if you want that for whatever reason)

This is all I can think of at the moment, but I may add things in the future. These stories also don't have to have characters from fandoms btw, you can just request random people.

What I won't write:

- Anything directly sexual (I really don't care if you find my stories hot or whatever and get off to them, but I won't write about sex, masturbation, rape, incest, etc.)
- Graphic depictions of vomit (brief mentions of it are fine if a character is sick) and any mentions of other bodily fluids (blood doesn't exist even after someone takes a gigantic shit lol, I just don't feel like including it; I might allow it if a character is on their period, but I won't mention the blood that much)
- Violence, gore, and death
- Messing/soiling/pantypooping/whatever tf you want to call that (basically the character[s] in the story can't have an accident or shit their pants on purpose)
- Diapers and just ABDL in general or anything related to that
- Pooping/peeing somewhere that isn't in a toilet (outhouses and porta potties count as toilets, trash cans, buckets, bathtubs, sinks, and urinals do not, on the ground/in a hole doesn't count either, I might allow chamber pots if a story takes place in a certain time period and therefore requires them)
- Animals pooping, Pokémon included (if it's an anthropomorphic character with human intelligence, then I might allow it)
- Underage characters, regardless of the context, I'm not comfortable with that and I will not make any exceptions
- Real life people, dead or alive, I don't write RPF (Real Person Fiction) and I personally find it disrespectful
- OCs made by you or other people (I don't know how I'd even write for them), but if you have your own descriptions for what characters you want featured in a story should look like then that's fine
- Characters peeing/pooping/purposefully farting on each other (this is included in the first thing, but I figured I'd list it specifically)
- Stories involving eating poop/drinking pee/purposefully sniffing farts (same as above)

I may add more things to this list in the future.

Notes:

Please try to only send requests in the comments of this chapter, it keeps things more organized. I reserve the right to not do requests for any reason, but if I reply to your comment saying I'll write your request, then I'll eventually do it. Also, if you would prefer to be kept anonymous, I've made it so guests are able to comment. I have no other social media (Discord, Twitter, etc.).

Finally, don't expect a posting schedule from me and don't be surprised if I completely abandon this one day.

Chapter 2: Neil's Restaurant Poop

Summary:

Neil is on a date when he suddenly needs to poop. Then he has to go again when he gets home.

Notes:

Not all of my stories will be from requests, so here's something I decided to write.

Contains: Poop, pee, farts, and minor mentions of desperation

Neil was out with his girlfriend at a restaurant and they were having a nice dinner together. The food was rather rich, so he started feeling his gut fill with some gas. He ignored it while continuing to eat and talk with his girlfriend, but he did have to let out some quiet farts every once in a while. Thankfully, she didn't seem to notice them, but he was gradually becoming more uncomfortable.

'Ugh, I'm going to need to use the bathroom soon,' Neil thought to himself as he let out another quiet fart, 'I guess the food is moving things along.' Around halfway through the meal, he felt a solid mass slowly moving through his intestines and a small cramp spiked in his abdomen. Not being able to wait any longer, he excused himself to the restroom and left the table.

After entering the men's room, Neil went into one of the stalls and locked the door behind him. He dropped his pants before sitting down on the toilet, a rather loud fart escaping his ass.

"Phew, I almost didn't make it..." Neil sighed as a soft and smooth log of poop began snaking its way out of his rectum as he urinated a bit. His anus opened up to allow the log an exit and it reached a few inches in length before dropping into the toilet with an audible plop. Immediately, he felt another turd creeping its way out and he started gently pushing it out. This log was just as soft and smooth as the first one, but it was slightly larger, landing in the toilet with a louder splash. Neil still felt a full feeling in his abdomen that wasn't from the food he ate, but he couldn't get anything else out. He grabbed some toilet paper and wiped his ass before standing up and pulling up his pants. After flushing the two logs down the toilet, he left the stall and washed his hands so he could go back to his dinner.

The rest of the evening went well for Neil and his girlfriend and after he got home, he relaxed on the couch and watched some TV. However, not too long after, he felt a rumbling in his abdomen and a familiar pressure started building up in his rectum. He got up off the couch and made a beeline for the bathroom.

Neil dropped his pants and sat down on the toilet, beginning to push right away. A log of poop, thicker than the other two he pushed out earlier, began its slow descent out of his body. He grunted, pushing harder as the turd continued sliding out of him, crackling as it went. After a few more seconds of pushing, the log dropped into the toilet with a rather loud sploosh. Finally empty, Neil wiped himself with toilet paper, stood up, and pulled his pants back up. He admired the log his body produced before flushing the toilet and washing his hands.

Chapter 3: Cindy's Coffee Shop Crap

Summary:

We all know what happens sometimes when people drink coffee...

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, pee, farts, and diarrhea

Cindy was at her local coffee shop one morning, sipping on the latte she usually got when she went there. She was halfway finished with her drink when she felt a stirring in her belly. Shifting a little in her seat, she let out a quiet, yet long and stinky fart. Coffee almost always made her have a bowel movement and she knew she would need to get to a toilet soon.

With each gulp of the bittersweet, creamy caffeinated drink, the pressure deep in Cindy's guts continued growing. By the time she was finished with her coffee, she could feel the poop in her bowels begin to move and she got out of her seat to dispose of her cup and rush to the restroom.

Thankfully for Cindy, the ladies' room was deserted and she quickly went into the first stall and locked the door. She dropped her pants and after planting her butt on the toilet seat, she immediately began pushing while letting out a stream of piss. A thick, firm log inched its way out through her asshole before dropping in the toilet with a loud splash. Hot on the previous log's heels was a slightly smaller one that was also softer and required no effort on her part to push out, merely being propelled into the toilet by a loud, wet fart.

That second log seemed to be a cork of sorts, as instantly after it exited Cindy's body, some mushy stool began pouring out of her, turning the toilet water brown. Her abdomen rumbled as the mushy poop dirtied the toilet bowl and after the short bout of diarrhea ended, all she had left in her body were a few more wet farts.

Once Cindy was done shitting, she wiped herself with toilet paper several times until she was clean and got off the seat. She pulled up her pants and flushed her messy and smelly deposit down the toilet before exiting the stall, washing her hands, and leaving the coffee shop.

Chapter 4: John's Massive Dump

Summary:

John has to take a dump at work after not pooping for a while. Can the toilet handle it?

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, farts, mentions of minor constipation, and clogging the toilet

It was a Friday afternoon and John was at work. Not many people were in the office building that day, so it was relatively quiet. As he was checking his email, he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his abdomen. It had been a while since he'd last taken a dump and he knew he would have to take one soon. He tried to ignore the feeling for a bit, but eventually his stomach cramped in protest and he was forced to answer nature's call.

John left his office and made his way over to the restroom, entering one of the stalls and pulling his pants down. He sat down on the toilet and some loud, brassy farts echoed in the bowl. This went on for around ten seconds before he began pushing a massive log through his anus. It crackled as it left his body and dropped into the bowl with a splash. He continued pushing and another huge log slid past his butt cheeks before loudly plopping into the bowl.

Minutes went by as the bathroom became filled with the sounds of John's grunting, farting, and the loud plops and splashes of his big, long logs in the toilet. He was glad no one else walked into the bathroom during his bowel movement because it would've been embarrassing to poop this much in front of someone.

John had to have been on the toilet for fifteen minutes before he finally pushed out the last giant turd in his ass. He couldn't believe how much shit he had inside of him, but he felt relieved now that it was all out. After wiping himself, he stood up and pulled his pants back up. He stared at the pile of logs in the toilet, amazed by the sheer size. Hesitantly, he tried to flush the toilet, but his massive dump wouldn't budge. Sighing, he exited the stall and quickly washed his hands so he could leave the restroom without the risk of being noticed by anyone. It was almost time for him to head home for the weekend anyway.

He internally wished whichever janitor came across that mess good luck.

Chapter 5: Waiting in Line

Summary:

Sarah has to use the restroom while at the gym, but there's a rather long line... will she make it in time?

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, pee, farts, and desperation

Sarah was in line for the bathroom while she was at the gym. The place was very busy, which is why there was a line to the bathroom of all places. Unfortunately, she really needed to take a shit and it was getting harder and harder to wait. Her stomach was gurgling angrily at her and she kept releasing silent, but deadly farts that the women in front of and behind her noticed. Luckily, most of them didn't seem to care much because they were in a similar boat as her, they also really needed to either piss and/or shit. Some of them were also farting. Exercise really gets everything in the body moving, huh?

'Oh god, I've got to go, I've got to go NOW!' Sarah thought to herself, the turds in her intestines sloshing around with every movement she made. She shifted uncomfortably where she stood in an attempt to keep everything inside her, but she was running out of time fast. She wasn't sure if she was going to make it even though the line was gradually moving.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Sarah was at the front of the line while waiting for a stall to open. Her hands were clutching her butt and abdomen, silently begging someone in one of the stalls to finish up. Her prayers were eventually answered when someone exited one of the stalls and she rushed inside it.

After locking the stall door, Sarah pulled down her gym shorts and panties before practically slamming her ass down on the toilet seat. She sighed in relief as multiple logs of poop forced their way out of her rectum, plopping noisily into the toilet, while a long and loud fart trumpeted into the bowl as her bladder let loose a small waterfall of pee. She didn't care about all the sounds she was making despite being in a public bathroom, she was just glad she was able to make it in time without having an accident.

Sarah continued relieving herself for a few minutes before finally stopping and feeling empty. She wiped herself with toilet paper before standing up and pulling her panties and gym shorts back up. She flushed the toilet and her rather large load went down without any problems due to how soft it was despite being solid. She left the stall and washed her hands before exiting the now significantly less busy bathroom to continue her workout.

Chapter 6: Joe's Noisy Neighbor

Summary:

Joe listens to someone take a huge dump in the stall next to him.

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, farts, listening to someone poop (public restroom), and clogging the toilet

Joe was sitting on the toilet in the bathroom at his workplace. He had just finished his business and was about to grab some toilet paper until he saw someone enter the stall next to him, drop his pants, and sit on the toilet. Immediately, the other man let out three loud, deep farts before a quiet crackling echoed in the bowl, followed by a massive splash as a turd hit the water.

The stench hit Joe like a truck as he visibly cringed. He'd just taken a dump and it smelled like any other one, but having to smell someone else's was a different story entirely. He wasn't sure why he was staying here and listening to someone else poop. Curiosity, maybe? He heard another huge fart erupt from the neighboring stall as well as a quiet grunt and another loud splash. It sounded like the man wasn't bothering to hold back and it was only the beginning.

*Plop*

*Brrpt*

*Ploop*

*Sploosh*

*Plop*

*Braaap*

*Plop*

*Bloop*

*Ploop*

*Braap*

*Bloop*

On and on, the man's defecation continued with no clear end in sight. By now, the bathroom was really starting to stink, but Joe was too morbidly fascinated by the size of the dump the other man was producing to leave.

*Plop*

*Plop*

*Brrpt*

*Bloop*

*Sploosh*

Finally, Joe heard the man stop pooping. He saw his feet shuffle a little as the sound of toilet paper being unrolled, ripped, and dragged against skin reached his ears. The other man then got off the toilet, pulled his pants back up, flushed the toilet, and left the stall. Joe heard the toilet make a strange noise as it flushed, or at least attempted to flush, and he inferred that it got clogged with the other man's giant dump... unsurprisingly.

After Joe heard the other man wash his hands and leave the bathroom, he wondered which of his co-workers just dropped that massive load...

Chapter 7: Peter in the Porta Potty

Summary:

Peter ends up needing to use the toilet while at a festival, but there aren't any buildings with public restrooms nearby. Luckily, there's somewhere else he can go.

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, pee, and farts

Peter was enjoying the day at a festival that was happening at the local park. There was music, food, and various stalls where people could buy things or play games. After a few hours of walking around and enough food to keep Peter full until dinner, he felt the urge to take a shit. He clenched his butt cheeks a little and looked around, spying a portable toilet in the distance. He walked towards it and knocked on the door, entering it when there was no response. After locking the door, he dropped his pants and sat down on the seat.

Peter relaxed on the toilet, letting out a stream of urine, before a crackling noise was heard underneath him as a large, soft log eased its way out of his bowels. It landed in the toilet's receptacle with a plunk and a second log crackled out of him, landing next to the first one with another plunk. A third long turd followed the previous two and he had to push to help it move along. It slowly coiled on top of the other logs in the receptacle, reaching a length of several inches, before finally tapering off and piling itself on them.

Peter wasn't quite done yet and he grunted, pushing out a fourth large turd. It shot out of him as his ass let out a loud and forceful fart, landing with a splat on top of the pile of other turds. He ripped some toilet paper off the roll and wiped his slightly messy butt before pulling up his pants, cleaning his hands with the hand sanitizer dispenser, and exiting the portable toilet.

Chapter 8: Bob's Outhouse Dump

Summary:

Bob is taking a hike while on a camping trip when he suddenly needs to empty his bowels.

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, farts, and minor mentions of desperation

Bob was out on a camping trip in the woods. It was a perfect day to be outside, so he decided to take a hike on one of the nearby trails. After gathering his essential gear, he set off for one of the forest paths.

Sometime during the hike, Bob suddenly felt a stirring in his gut and some familiar pressure in his rectum. He needed to get to a toilet and fast. He knew he wouldn't be able to make it back to the campsite bathrooms, so he prepared to find a secluded place to do his business. Just as he was heading for a large tree a ways away, he saw an old fashioned outhouse conveniently placed up the trail and next to the path. Preferring to use an outhouse rather than the outdoors, he quickly walked up to it and knocked on the door. It wasn't occupied, so he went inside and locked the door.

Despite being old, the outhouse seemed to be maintained relatively well. Bob put his stuff down, dropped his pants, and sat on the seat. He made sure to align himself up properly with the hole to prevent any messes and he started pushing.

A loud fart erupted from Bob's ass as soon as he pushed and he stopped for a moment, being caught off guard by the volume of the noise. He pushed again and a second, very loud fart escaped his bowels. These two farts were already stinking up the outhouse and he hadn't even started pooping yet. He pushed again and a thick, long log opened up his anus, sliding through his cheeks before tapering off and dropping into the outhouse's pit with a distant plop. A second log, equal in size, began its descent out of Bob's body. It glided through his asshole for a few seconds before dropping into the pit next to the first one.

Bob grunted in relief, but he knew he wasn't done yet. He continued pushing, feeling another turd breach his hole and inch out of him. The amount of times his anus was being stretched was wearing him out and as he wondered how big this dump was going to be, the third log finally finished and plopped into the pit. He was breathing heavily now and he could feel a fourth log approaching its exit. Bearing down, he pushed hard to get this one out. It slowly pumped itself out of him, crackling and sticking out of him for several inches, before it dropped into the pit on top of the pile of other thick logs.

Panting, Bob leaned back on the seat of the outhouse as he wiped the sweat off his brow. He was just about to start wiping before he felt his belly rumble and a final, soft turd shot out of him and landed in the pit with a splat. His dump ended with a long, airy fart and he wiped himself, cleaned his hands with the sanitizer dispenser, pulled his pants up, grabbed his stuff, and left the now stinky outhouse to continue his hike.

Chapter 9: Jessica's Gassy Dump

Summary:

Jessica eats something spicy and ends up having to take a dump afterwards.

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, farts, minor diarrhea, and minor mentions of desperation

Jessica was having lunch one day. It contained some pretty spicy food which normally gave her a lot of gas, but she still liked eating it.

'It'll be fine.' she thought as she ate her meal. It was delicious and filling and Jessica opted to relax on the couch afterwards. However, she started feeling bloated sometime later. In an attempt to release the pressure in her gut, she shifted her position so her butt wasn't pressed into the couch and she let out a smelly fart.

'Phew, that one stunk.' Jessica thought to herself, fanning the air in front of her with her hand to get rid of the smell. Another fart slipped through her cheeks that was just as stinky as the last, followed by another. She kept letting out more rancid farts until her belly rumbled ominously and she clenched her cheeks.

'Uh oh, I think I need to use the bathroom...' she thought before immediately getting off the couch and rushing to the bathroom. Farts continued to burst out of her despite her clenched cheeks and she just barely made it to the toilet, dropping her pants and not even bothering to close the door behind her. At least she was alone.

The moment her butt hit the seat, a long, loud fart escaped her body. When that one ended, another one started, and she was soon farting up a storm while her belly rumbled. The sounds of the escaping gas echoed in the toilet bowl until Jessica finally felt something solid reach the end of her digestive system.

"Oh, I shouldn't have eaten that spicy food!" Jessica whimpered as her anus opened and a long, soft log slithered out, dropping into the toilet with a wet plop. A second log, just as soft as the first one, was propelled into the toilet by a slightly wet fart. She kept farting as a third soft log eased its way out of her bowels and into the toilet bowl, joining the first two before it. A final semi-solid log flowed out of her asshole, already beginning to degrade into brown mush the moment it hit the water.

Breathing heavily, Jessica leaned back against the tank of the toilet. However, her relief was short lived and she groaned as her abdomen rumbled again before a loud, wetter fart erupted into the bowl. Finally empty, she sighed and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe herself. Once she was clean, she got off the seat, pulled her pants back up, flushed her messy load, and washed her hands before leaving the bathroom.

Notes:

I just realized I forgot to post a couple of the chapters I posted on Wattpad a year ago. Sorry about that! The other one will be posted here next week instead of right away to give this work more exposure.

Chapter 10: Noah's Relaxing Poop

Summary:

You know that feeling when you get home at the end of the day and start your night off by emptying your bowels?

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, pee, and farts

Noah had just arrived home from work and he was ready to relax for the evening before making dinner. However, there was something he had to do first. After taking off his shoes and putting his stuff away, he headed for his bathroom.

Opening the door and turning on the light, Noah stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He unzipped his jeans, letting them and his underwear fall to the floor, before opening the toilet lid and sitting down on the seat.

Noah sighed in relief as a stream of urine flowed from him and into the water, turning it a light shade of yellow. When the stream stopped, he gently pushed and a smooth log of poop slowly eased its way out of his rectum. It reached a length of a few inches before tapering off and plopping into the toilet. He gave another push and a second smooth turd began escaping his bowels, plopping into the toilet next to the first one after a few seconds.

An airy fart left Noah's body as he sighed in relief again before grabbing some toilet paper, wiping himself, and discarding it in the toilet. He stood up, pulled his underwear and jeans back up, zipped up his jeans, flushed the two logs down the toilet, and washed his hands. Feeling empty and ready to relax, he turned the light off as he left the bathroom.

Notes:

Here's the other chapter from Wattpad that I forgot to post a year ago. Also, sorry if your own name appears in any of these stories, I just use random names unless a specific name is asked for in a request lmao.

Chapter 11: Even Teachers Gotta Go

Summary:

A teacher has to pause one of his lessons when he suddenly needs to take a massive dump.

Notes:

Requested by: animasaur on Wattpad and Minuhh (commented as a guest) on here, I assume they're the same person ("A really gassy teacher, who has to hold in a huge shit while he's teaching, and has to use the students bathroom." + "Could you write a story about a really gassy teacher who has to poop in the middle of one of his lessons?")

Contains: Poop, farts, mentions of minor constipation, desperation, and clogging the toilet

Thomas was a teacher. Just like his students, he sometimes needed to use the bathroom during class. Usually, he would wait until class was over or at least until he finished the day’s lesson and the students were doing their work, but every once in a while he just couldn’t hold it that long.

It had been a few days since he’d last pooped, normally he did it once every day, and he’d been feeling really full and gassy all morning. He originally hoped he would be able to relieve himself at home or even before class started, but he had no such luck. He tried both times, but nothing came out except for some farts.

It wasn’t until Thomas started the day’s lesson that he finally felt it. A familiar pressure moved through his gut, signalling that he’d finally be able to poop soon. He internally rolled his eyes at the awful timing and tried his best to ignore it. He was successful for a while, letting out long and thankfully quiet farts that he hoped none of the students at the front of the room could smell, but he knew he’d eventually be forced to answer nature’s call.

It wasn’t long until the need to shit became too much for him to ignore. He felt a rather sizable log poking at the inside of his anus and his stomach gurgled audibly before his body made him release a loud fart. The entire room went silent, aside from a few students who started giggling quietly.

“Um, excuse me, please get started on the parts of the worksheet that have the material we just went over,” Thomas told the class, “I’ll be right back.” He was pretty embarrassed about farting in front of his students like that, but he couldn’t worry about it for very long. He was more worried about reaching a bathroom before he ended up filling his pants, so he left the classroom and walked down the hall as fast as he could without looking weird.

Ideally, Thomas would’ve used the bathroom in the teachers’ lounge, but as he walked by one of the regular restrooms that the students used, he felt a sharp cramp in his abdomen. He knew he wouldn’t make it if he tried to get to the teachers’ lounge so he quickly went into the men’s section of the normal restroom. Thankfully, it was empty because most students were in class.

After making his way into one of the stalls farther away from the entrance, he closed and locked the door behind him. He hurriedly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and underwear as he sat down on the toilet. Immediately, a huge log began crawling its way out of his asshole. He grunted quietly, trying to push the log out as quickly as possible so he wouldn’t be away from his class for too long. It reached several inches in length before dropping heavily into the toilet with a mix between a splash and a thunk, followed by a loud fart that echoed in the bowl.

Thomas sat there for a few moments, breathing heavily, until his anus opened once more and he started pushing out a second log. It was slightly smaller than the first, but still large and it plopped just as loudly into the bowl. He grunted again as he let out another fart before a third log slowly slid out of him and dropped into the water below.

Despite just expelling three large turds, he still felt somewhat full. He gently pushed again and the head of a fourth log poked out of his asshole before the rest of it easily dropped into the toilet thanks to the previous logs stretching him out. A final fart spluttered out of him, propelling a fifth log that coiled atop the other four.

While Thomas felt immensely relieved, he didn’t have time to sit around and relax, he had to get back to class. He grabbed some toilet paper, needing to use more than what he used at home because of how thin it was in the school bathrooms, and wiped his ass until it was clean. He discarded the paper in the toilet, stood up, pulled up his pants and underwear, and buckled his belt. He turned around to flush, but paused in shock when he looked at his five huge logs in the bowl. This was definitely one of the biggest dumps he’d ever taken.

Cautiously, he pushed the flush lever. His first and biggest log almost immediately ended up getting stuck, causing the toilet to clog and leaving it full of poop. There wasn’t much he could do other than report this to the custodians and have them take care of it, so he merely exited the stall, washed his hands, and left the bathroom.

Notes:

I know, it's been a while since I last wrote something, but I'm still here. I've had a huge burst of inspiration and motivation to write these again recently, so I'll be alternating between posting requested stories and ones from my own ideas.

Chapter 12: Chloe's Constipation

Summary:

Chloe finally poops after being unable to for a week.

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, pee, mentions of farts, constipation, and minor mentions of desperation

Chloe was lying on the couch, slowly rubbing her bloated abdomen. She hadn’t been able to poop for a week and she got an annoying stomach ache as a result. She’d tried laxatives, but they just made her push out a few hard nuggets of poop and some farts. Whatever was in her gut felt like it was really stuck. She didn’t want to use a suppository, give herself an enema, or go to the hospital, but if she went much longer without getting anything out…

While she was worrying, a miracle happened. She suddenly felt a very intense need to void her colon of the waste inside it and she quickly got off the couch before running to the bathroom. Once she reached the toilet, she opened the lid, pulled her pants and panties down, and sat on the seat. She relaxed as much as she could and some pee trickled out of her and into the water. Taking a deep breath, she began pushing.

The tip of a thick, hard turd very slowly poked out of her anus. She leaned forward, still pushing, as it made its way out of her body at a snail’s pace. It stretched her out wider than any log of poop she’d ever expelled, creating a slight burning feeling in her ass. She gripped the toilet seat to give her more leverage while pushing harder, but the log just wouldn’t move as fast as she wanted it to.

Feeling somewhat defeated, Chloe stopped pushing and leaned back against the toilet. A few inches of the large, rock hard, stubborn shit stuck out of her and her body threatened to suck it back up if she didn’t do something. That was when she remembered she had a stool right next to the toilet that she could use to put herself in a squatting position. She’d completely forgotten about it, only focusing on finally being able to relieve herself when she entered the bathroom.

She grabbed the stool and lifted her legs so she could put it under her feet. Now that she was in a squatting position, she could feel the waste inside her shift a little and she was more confident that she could finally get it out.

Without wasting any more time, she gave some gentle pushes. The turd gradually began moving again, this time slightly more smoothly. She scrunched up her face and furrowed her eyebrows as she pushed harder, the log crackling as it descended from her colon and scraped her anal ring. Sweat dripped down her forehead as it reached its thickest point. Pushing this monster out hurt, but it would be worth it.

Eventually, the log got past its largest point and started sliding out before finally landing in the toilet with a loud splash. Chloe panted, exhausted and relieved. She didn’t feel quite done yet, though. After waiting a few moments, she pushed again and some large lumps of poop fell out of her, making heavy plops that echoed in the bowl.

When she was done emptying herself out, she felt like a completely new woman. She wiped her sore ass with some toilet paper and stood up while pulling her pants and panties back up. She turned around and stared in shock at the giant, dark brown log she just produced. She knew it would clog the toilet if she flushed, but luckily she had a trusty poop knife for these situations. It took some effort to break the hard poop up into small enough pieces that wouldn’t cause issues, but she was eventually able to flush the toilet, put the knife away, and wash her hands.

Chapter 13: Maya’s Super(market) Poop

Summary:

While Maya is out grocery shopping, she suddenly has to use the restroom.

Notes:

Requested by: MyPasswordIsHidden on Wattpad ("A girl named Maya is at the store and needs to poop")

Contains: Poop and pee

One Saturday afternoon, Maya was running some errands at her local supermarket. She was completely out of certain groceries and needed to stock up on a few other things as well. However, she’d suddenly felt the need to poop the moment she walked through the store’s automatic door. Not really feeling comfortable using the bathroom in public, she opted to wait until she was done shopping and in the privacy and comfort of her own home.

She was able to get some shopping done, but when she was halfway through the building her need to relieve herself started to bother her a little. It eventually got to the point where she determined she might not make it if she waited until she got home, and she was having trouble finding something she was looking for, so she ultimately decided to just use the store’s restroom to get it over with.

It took a bit of time, but Maya managed to find the restroom area. It had two doors, one for the men’s room and one for the women’s room, and each bathroom was a single-occupancy one. She saw the women’s room was vacant, but she knocked just in case before leaving her cart outside, entering, and locking the door behind her. Then she put some toilet paper on the seat of the toilet, pulled down her pants and panties, sat down on the toilet, and began to do her business.

She let out a stream of urine and three large, smooth logs dropped into the toilet with minimal pushing required on her part. Afterwards, a soft, long rope of poop began sliding out of her rectum, coiling on top of the three previous logs and creating a small mountain.

‘Wow, no wonder I had to go, I didn’t realize how much I had in there.’ Maya thought to herself as the turd rope continued to pump out of her before eventually tapering off, the top dropping into the toilet and onto the rest of the pile of feces. A fifth log was right behind it and as it came out it broke into pieces that dropped into the water with wet plops. She knew that was the last of the waste inside of her, so she grabbed some toilet paper to wipe herself before disposing of it in the toilet and pulling her pants and panties back up. It took two flushes for all of her rather large dump to go down, but then all the evidence of it that remained was the smell. She washed and dried her hands, leaving the restroom with a clear head and clear bowels.

Chapter 14: Pooping Tom

Summary:

When Tom's twin sister, Tiffany, has a friend over, Tom accidentally sees something he shouldn't have.

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, pee, farts, desperation, and watching someone poop without their knowledge (don't read this chapter if you don't like the last thing)

All characters (in all of my stories) are at least 18, just thought I'd clarify that for this chapter.

Tom was chilling on the couch in the living room, not really doing anything in particular. His parents still had work even though it was summer, so the only people in the house were him and his twin sister Tiffany. She’d invited her friend Penelope over to hang out and while she was waiting for her, Tom came up with a really stupid idea for a prank. He was going to hide behind the shower curtain in the bathroom and wait for either one of them to enter the room before jumping out and scaring them. The curtain wasn’t clear, so he wouldn’t be seen until he opened it.

When Penelope arrived, she and Tiffany went up to the latter’s room while Tom went into the bathroom. He got in the shower and closed the curtain before sitting down. Then he waited.

After a while of waiting, he started to get bored. He thought about leaving and doing something else until he heard footsteps approaching the bathroom. The door opened and just as he was about to open the curtain and scare whoever was there…

“Ooh, gotta poop, gotta poop!” Penelope said, running into the bathroom, closing and locking the door, and lifting the lid of the toilet. Tom immediately froze, not wanting to open the curtain anymore. He hadn’t really thought about the reason why someone would need to be in the bathroom in the first place when he came up with this prank.

Penelope swiftly dropped her pants and panties in one go before sitting on the toilet. She sighed in relief and closed her eyes as she started peeing. Tom knew he had to be quiet or else he’d be in big trouble. He suddenly heard a long, loud fart echo in the toilet bowl, followed by an approving hum by Penelope, and his face started to get hot from embarrassment, shame, and regret. This whole thing was so wrong, and this was NOT what he hoped would happen, but then his morbid curiosity got the better of him.

Very slowly, he moved the curtain over just enough so that he could peak out from behind it. He saw Penelope sitting on the toilet and he watched as her face scrunched up a little, her eyes still closed, and as her body tensed up before a quiet grunt escaped her lips. Thankfully, the only scandalous parts of her that he could see were just the side of her bare thighs and butt. He heard a crackling sound and then a surprisingly big plop in the toilet. He knew she came into the bathroom so she could poop, she’d literally said so, but that didn’t make this any less… disturbing. It was like a car crash, he couldn’t look away despite how awful it was to keep looking. At least it wasn’t his sister who was on the toilet, the thought made him really regret his prank idea.

More crackling and another loud plop was heard as Penelope dropped her second and final log in the toilet before letting out a shorter fart. She sighed, taking a moment to relax, and reached for the toilet paper. This was when Tom finally looked away, he didn’t want to see more. As he listened to her wipe, he realized he also needed to poop. He heard the toilet flush and waited for her to wash her hands and leave. Once she did, he waited until he couldn’t hear her footsteps anymore and got out of the shower to quietly close and lock the door.

Tom made his way to the toilet and opened the lid, noticing some skid marks at the bottom of the bowl that he knew were from Penelope’s poop. He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down along with his underwear and sat down on the seat while trying his best to ignore how warm it still was.

While he slowly pushed out his first log, he couldn’t help but think about how disgusted he was with himself. In hindsight, he wasn’t really surprised that his plan failed the way it did, but he still felt bad about it. He was brought out of his thoughts when the log of poop tapered off and dropped into the toilet. His asshole suddenly opened a second time and another log slid out of him and into the toilet. He gave one more push, causing a third, slightly softer log to drop into the water with a small splash. He began to urinate and once he was finished, he wiped his behind with some toilet paper. After standing to pull up his underwear and to pull up and zip up his jeans, he flushed the toilet and washed his hands before exiting the bathroom and deciding to stay in his room until Penelope went home.

He’d never look at her the same way again.

Notes:

I decided to write something a little different. Some people might not like this type of story, but others probably do. This isn't meant to be sexual, but I don't really care if anyone sees it that way or finds it sexy (same thing with all my other stories). Feel free to interpret everything however you want. As per my requests chapter, however, I will not write anything directly sexual or that contains sex, masturbation, etc., so please don't ask for it. Also this probably doesn't have to be said, but I don't condone the actions of the main character in this story.

Chapter 15: Daniel's Diarrhea Desperation

Summary:

While Daniel is driving home from work, he suddenly needs to shit really badly. He barely makes it home in time before having a nasty bout of diarrhea.

Notes:

Requested by: Ole0747 on Wattpad ("They are extremely desperate and then have diarreha"); your request was really vague, so hopefully this is good enough

Contains: Poop, diarrhea, and desperation

It was the end of the workday and Daniel was exhausted and ready to go home. After packing up his things, he left the building, got in his car, and started driving. He turned on the car’s radio and let the sound of the music from the local station fill the space around him. Despite his tiredness, he was content.

However, while waiting for a traffic light to turn green, he felt an ominous gurgling in his abdomen. Pressure started building up in his rectum and he knew he needed to get to a toilet quickly. Unfortunately, a lot of places in the area he was driving through only had bathrooms that required someone to be a paying customer to be able to use. He didn’t feel like dealing with that, nor did he think he would make it even if he tried, so he just continued driving home and hoped he didn’t end up staining his seat brown before he got there.

Sweat formed on Daniel’s forehead and he breathed heavily as he tried his hardest to not shit himself. He drove as fast as he was legally allowed to, squirming in his seat all the while. His belly growled angrily at him, chastising him for not letting go and relieving himself of the pain and discomfort he was feeling. Every time he had to stop his car at a light or stop sign, he found himself hitting the steering wheel impatiently.

The churning in his gut only grew stronger, but he was almost home. He was so close. It was almost painful how hard he was clenching his ass cheeks to keep himself from releasing the kraken all over the inside of his car.

His home finally came into view, but he didn’t know if he’d make it to the bathroom in time. He could feel his intestines squeezing in protest, but he still held everything in. He had to. He parked his car, grabbed his stuff, locked it, ran to his door, frantically unlocked it, and ran inside while slamming the door, not even bothering to lock the door or take his shoes off.

As a string of curses left Daniel’s mouth, he sprinted to the bathroom. He reached the toilet and managed to pull his pants and underwear down before slamming his ass on the seat. He was just in time because at the exact moment he sat down, liquid diarrhea sprayed out of his asshole and painted the inside of the bowl.

He moaned in pain and relief, curling his arms around his belly and leaning forward as poop continued violently spurting out and muddying the water. He grit his teeth and clenched his jaw, pushing to get everything out. This went on for several minutes, his anus burning as more watery diarrhea poured out of him. It eventually slowed to a trickle before stopping completely, leaving Daniel sweaty, out of breath, and even more tired than he was earlier.

After taking a few minutes to physically and mentally recover from what he just experienced, he reached behind him and wiped himself with some wet wipes from their package on top of the toilet’s tank. He disposed of them properly, noting that he needed to take out the trash after this, and dried himself with toilet paper. He then stood up, pulled up his pants and underwear, flushed the toilet, and washed his hands. Now that all of that was over, he could finally take off his shoes and relax.

Notes:

PSA: Never flush wet wipes down the toilet, even ones that are labeled "flushable", they can and will cause clogs. Keep a small trash can in your bathroom and throw them in there. If you're worried about them making your bathroom smell (to be honest, if your bathroom smells that bad after wiping your ass with wipes and putting them in the trash, you probably should go to a doctor), then spray the inside of the bag in the can with an air freshener or just take out the trash and replace the bag after putting any wipes in there.

Chapter 16: The Sounds of a Dinner's Aftermath

Summary:

After a family dinner, everyone uses the bathroom before they go home and Jack ends up overhearing someone take a big, loud dump while waiting outside the downstairs bathroom for his turn on the toilet.

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, pee, farts, listening to someone poop (overheard while waiting for the bathroom to become available), and implied clogging the toilet

All characters (in all of my stories) are at least 18, just thought I'd clarify that for this chapter.

Jack was at one of his relatives’ houses where a huge family dinner was being hosted. Everyone was there, even cousins he had never met before. They all had a good time and the food was delicious, but it was time to go home. Before anyone could do that, though, they had to use the bathroom first.

Jack saw multiple people head for the upstairs bathroom and one person enter the downstairs one, so he decided to wait until the latter was available. He heard whoever was in there urinating and figured they wouldn’t be in there very long, but was proven wrong when he heard them start to grunt. Before long, other sounds followed that grunting…

*Ppppffffff*

*Ccccrrraaaacccckle*

*PLOOOP*

*Cccrraaackle*

*PLOOP*

*Plop*

*BRAP*

*Plop*

Jack’s eyes widened in shock at how big and loud the other person’s dump was. The inside of the bathroom sounded like a war zone with how many bombs they were dropping in the toilet.

*Ploooop*

*Plop*

*Craaaaaacccckkkkle*

*PLOP*

*BRAAAAP*

*PLOP*

*Cccrrrrraaaaaaccckkkkkkle*

*SPLOOSH*

He wasn’t sure when their dump would end, it seemed like it was just going to keep going, but he had a feeling that even after they were done he wouldn’t be able to use that toilet.

*Cccrrraaaackkle*

*Bloop*

*Ccrraaaaaaackle*

*Plop*

*Ploop*

*BRAP*

Just as the sounds of gassy defecation ended and the sounds of toilet paper being used began, one of Jack’s cousins came up to him and told him the upstairs bathroom was available if he needed it. He didn’t even realize it had been that long since he started waiting, but he thanked them and went upstairs, internally wishing the best to whoever was going to deal with the desecrated downstairs toilet.

Notes:

I'm not super proud of this one, it didn't come out the way I originally wanted it to.

Chapter 17: The Never-Ending Dump

Summary:

Ashley just can't seem to stop pooping...

Notes:

Requested by: HarleyCoile7 on Wattpad ("can you do one where you literally cannot stop pooping, like where they think they are done but almost instantly have to get back on the toilet")

Contains: Poop, pee, diarrhea, and minor mentions of desperation

I decided to post this chapter earlier than normal because I wasn't really proud of the last one.

Ashley walked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her, before lifting the lid of the toilet, pulling down her pants and panties, and sitting down on the seat. She released a stream of piss as she relaxed and let her body do its thing while sighing and closing her eyes. She stopped peeing after several seconds and merely sat there, basking in the peaceful silence.

The silence was suddenly broken by a crackling sound that echoed in the toilet bowl. Ashley let out a quiet grunt as her asshole opened up and a thick, firm, healthy turd began sliding out. She gave some small pushes to help it along until it finally dropped into the water with a loud splash. She sighed again and rested her hands on her thighs. She had nothing else to do and nowhere else to be, so she could take as much time as she pleased.

Her anus opened up again and another equally thick and solid turd started coming out. This one was silent as it was lowered into the water, only making another loud splash once it tapered off and dropped into the toilet. She felt herself becoming more and more relaxed as her bowels emptied themselves, having held this dump in all day.

‘Hmm, one more.. I think…’ Ashley thought to herself as she gently pushed out a final turd. A more muffled splash was heard in the bowl as it fell on top of the other two. She wiped herself with wet wipes and toilet paper, got off the toilet so she could pull her pants and panties back up, closed the lid, and flushed the toilet. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands, but just as she dried them and was about to leave the bathroom she suddenly felt like she needed to poop again.

She hurriedly dropped her pants and panties and sat back down on the toilet. A long, soft log began flowing out of her without her needing to push. It was so long that it coiled along the bottom of the bowl and it had the consistency of soft serve ice cream. It eventually tapered off and the top of it dropped into the water with a wet plop. Almost immediately afterwards, medium-sized, soft pieces of poop started dropping out of her and the sounds of wet splats and splashes filled the room.

‘Okay, that’s definitely the last of it.’ Ashley thought when her constant pooping finally stopped. She wiped again, but when she stood up and was about to pull her pants back up she felt an uncomfortable pressure deep in her intestines that brought her back down on the toilet.

Diarrhea instantly sprayed out of her ass, filling the poor toilet with even more poop. The mushy, mostly liquid feces rained down on top of the more solid stuff sitting at the bottom like a brown, dirty waterfall.

“Ngh, why can’t I stop pooping?!” Ashley cried as more diarrhea continued pouring out of her. Her trip to the bathroom started off so calm, so relaxing, but now? It had literally hit the shitter. She didn’t even realize she had so much waste inside her body, those first three logs were already quite a lot for her. After several minutes of non-stop shitting, her diarrhea finally started to calm down before coming to a complete stop. She groaned in a combination of annoyance, exhaustion, discomfort, and relief now that she knew for sure that she was finished.

After taking a moment to collect herself, she wiped again, stood up and pulled her pants and panties back up again, flushed the toilet again, and washed her hands again.

Notes:

PSA: Never flush wet wipes down the toilet, even ones that are labeled "flushable", they can and will cause clogs. Keep a small trash can in your bathroom and throw them in there. If you're worried about them making your bathroom smell (to be honest, if your bathroom smells that bad after wiping your ass with wipes and putting them in the trash, you probably should go to a doctor), then spray the inside of the bag in the can with an air freshener or just take out the trash and replace the bag after putting any wipes in there.

Chapter 18: Airplane Food

Summary:

While on a flight, Sam eats something that really doesn't agree with him.

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, farts, and diarrhea

I feel like these types of stories aren't as popular as they used to be, but I could be wrong. Oh well, I'll keep writing them until I don't want to anymore.

Sam stepped onto the plane, making his way to his seat and putting his belongings away. He was traveling to visit family who were in another country and he was pretty excited to see them again after so long.

The flight started off perfectly normal and eventually it was time for food to be served to all the passengers. Sam asked for the pasta dish and as far as airplane food went, it looked delicious. He ended up eating all of his food quicker than he expected, as he was rather hungry. With a full belly, he waited until the flight attendants came back to pick up everyone’s trash and food trays before closing his eyes and attempting to take a nap.

Sometime later, he was woken up by a rumbling in his abdomen. He suddenly felt some pressure that didn’t feel like just gas and knew something was wrong. He quickly went to the nearest lavatory, which was thankfully vacant, and wasted no time with dropping his pants and sitting on the toilet.

Immediately, diarrhea violently spurted out of him and into the bowl while he let out loud and wet farts. An exasperated sigh left his lips as he realized the food he ate earlier wasn’t agreeing with him. More wet, runny poop continued to fill up the toilet and more bubbly farts echoed in the bowl. This went on for several minutes and the bathroom started smelling really bad after a while.

Once Sam stopped pooping and farting, he spent a few minutes wiping his messy ass with toilet paper before standing up and pulling up his pants. His mouth suddenly dropped open in shock when he turned around. The toilet was almost filled to the brim with his sticky diarrhea. He couldn’t believe it was even possible to poop that much. Nervously, he closed the lid and flushed, relieved when he opened it again to see all of his waste gone. After washing his hands, he left the lavatory and went back to his seat.

Notes:

The next few chapters will focus on the relationships between two characters (familial, romantic, and platonic). There won't be anything weird (at least nothing weirder than seeing/hearing someone poop) or sexual.

Chapter 19: Brotherly Bathroom Business

Summary:

When two brothers live at home, they sometimes have to share the bathroom.

Notes:

Requested by: Braveriver ("Could you, potentially, do a story about two brothers that have to share the bathroom? One of them is shaving or showering while the other has to poop.")

Contains: Poop, pee, farts, minor mentions of desperation, and watching/listening to someone poop (I mean, I guess, since the characters are in the same room)

All characters (in all of my stories) are at least 18, just thought I'd clarify that for this chapter.

Jacob’s eyes opened as the morning light trickled through his bedroom window. He wasn’t sure what time it was, but something was telling him that it was time to get up either way. Yawning, he pulled the covers off his body and shivered when he was greeted with winter air and the sounds of the heater that was just starting to turn on.

He had recently come home from college for winter break and was still not used to sleeping in quite yet, but he quickly realized there was another reason why he woke up so early. A familiar, urgent pressure in his abdomen let him know that he needed to get to a toilet and soon. He quickly got out of bed and exited his room, intent on getting to the bathroom before doing anything else.

When he got there, he saw his older brother, Brian, already inside and shaving at the sink. Brian was also home from college for winter break and was more of a morning person than Jacob was, so he clearly woke up earlier of his own volition.

“Mornin’.” Brian said after noticing that Jacob had entered the bathroom and giving him a quick glance. He was always so particular with getting his face just right when shaving and wasn’t very talkative during it.

“Morning, do you mind if I use the toilet while you’re in here?” Jacob asked, “I really gotta go.” He closed the door behind him as the pressure in his gut grew stronger. He didn’t think he could wait for Brian to finish shaving.

“Go ahead.” was all Brian replied with in a focused, but not cold tone. Jacob thanked him before heading to the toilet, pulling down his pants and boxers, and sitting down on the cold porcelain seat. He leaned forward, resting his arms on his thighs, and let out a rather loud fart that had been building up inside him since he woke up. His asshole opened and a long, soft log slid out of him, forming a coil at the bottom of the bowl. It eventually tapered off, the top hitting the water with a small splash. Another slid out of his rectum more quickly, dropping into the toilet with a ploop sound, followed by a much wetter fart.

“Dude, that really stinks and it doesn’t sound good,” Brian said, pausing what he was doing and looking at Jacob, “do you have the shits or something?” His eyebrows were furrowed in concern and his nose was scrunched up slightly in response to the smell that was slowly filling the bathroom.

“No, it’s just soft and I’m a bit gassy,” Jacob clarified, “I think I went overboard with the hot sauce during dinner last night.” A sigh left his lips as a second wet fart slipped out of his ass.

“Oh, yeah, I know how that feels,” Brian said, chuckling a little, “my stomach can’t handle too much spice either.” He went back to doing the finishing touches on his shaving job as Jacob continued pooping. A final soft log dropped into the toilet as he began urinating, signalling the end of his dump.

“Hey, can I go after you?” Brian asked, “I actually need to shit too.” He was becoming more talkative now.

“Sure, one second.” Jacob replied. He grabbed some toilet paper, wiped himself until he was clean, and disposed of it in the toilet. While standing up, he pulled his pants and boxers back up before looking into the toilet. His load was pretty messy and it would definitely leave some skidmarks in the bowl, but it was thankfully still solid. He flushed the toilet and he and Brian switched places.

As Jacob washed his hands, Brian dropped his pants and sat on the toilet. The former then decided to brush his teeth while the latter started pushing a thick, smooth log through his anus. It dropped into the bowl and another followed shortly after. He wasn’t in a hurry, so he decided to ask his younger brother a question while resting for a moment.

“So, met anyone yet?” he asked matter-of-factly. He was pretty sure he already knew the answer, but he liked teasing his brother sometimes.

“Whaf phdo you mean?” Jacob asked in a suspicious tone through a mouthful of toothpaste. He didn’t like where this conversation was going, if he was being honest.

“You know exactly what I mean.” Brian replied, smirking. Jacob spit out the toothpaste and gave him a dirty look in response.

“No, not yet, and last time I checked, you haven’t either.” he shot back. Why did Brian suddenly feel the need to talk about dating with him while taking a dump? Speaking of which, he merely laughed at his comeback.

“True, true, I’m just messing with you anyway,” Brian said, “I know you want to focus on your studies first, hnngh.." He suddenly grunted as a third log, larger than the first two, got tired of sitting in his rectum and began crawling its way out of him. The crackling sounds it made as it was lowered into the toilet echoed loudly in the bowl before it dropped into the water with a hefty plop, followed by a fart.

“That sounded big,” Jacob remarked, looking back towards the mirror and rinsing his mouth, “you better not clog the toilet, you know how mad Mom will get if she finds out." He started washing his face as he heard Brian start to pee before he spoke up.

“Relax, it wasn’t as soft as your dump, but it won’t cause a clog.” he reassured him, “Besides, I’ll deal with it if it does, Mom won’t find out.” He finished peeing, wiped his ass with toilet paper, and got off the toilet as he pulled his pants and underwear back up. He saw that his dump was rather large, but he managed to flush it without any issues.

“See?” he asked, his voice full of mirth, “It’s fine.” Jacob simply sighed dramatically while moving over so Brian could wash his hands. After drying them, he gave Jacob his spot in front of the sink back and gave him a light thump of affection on his shoulder as he left the bathroom. Jacob rolled his eyes, but smiled as he continued washing his face.

Chapter 20: Double Dump Date

Summary:

Cynthia has to poop while watching a movie with her boyfriend at his apartment and is embarrassed about it. He also has to poop and he reassures her that there's nothing weird or gross about her having to answer nature's call while at his place.

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, pee, farts, desperation, and listening to someone poop (first overheard and then out of morbid curiosity)

Cynthia was sitting on the couch with her boyfriend, Alex, while the two of them were watching a movie at his apartment. The date was going well until she suddenly felt some pressure in her abdomen and butt. She had to poop.

‘Ugh, why now?’ she asked herself. She definitely didn’t want to use her boyfriend’s bathroom for this, it was the first time she was at his place and that would be so embarrassing. If it was just pee, she wouldn’t have minded because she was comfortable enough around him that she didn’t care if he heard her pee. Poop, on the other hand? Absolutely not. What if he also smelled it later? What if she ended up clogging the toilet?

‘Maybe I can wait until I get home,’ Cynthia thought, ‘the movie isn’t that long anyway.’ She tried to hold it in, but the urge grew stronger as the minutes passed. She started doubting that she’d be able to make it and began to squirm. Alex eventually noticed this and paused the movie.

“Hey, are you okay?” he asked her, visibly concerned. The pressure building up in her bowels was too strong and she realized that it was now or never (“never” being “shitting herself on her boyfriend’s couch”, which was significantly worse than using his bathroom). Hopefully the bathroom was far enough away from him…

“I’m fine,” she lied, “where’s your bathroom?” The concern on Alex’s face lessened when he heard her question.

“Oh, it’s right over there.” he replied, pointing to the bathroom door. To Cynthia’s dismay, it was pretty close by. He would definitely hear her.

“Um, okay…” she said, clearly uncomfortable. Alex picked up on this immediately.

“Are you actually feeling alright?” he asked, “We can change the movie if you don’t like this one.” Cynthia’s guts were internally screaming at her just as she was doing so to herself. Things were going downhill so quickly.

“Wait, no, that’s not it, I-” she started before she accidentally let out an audible fart. She froze, mortified, and Alex merely looked a little surprised by the sudden noise.

“Oh no, oh god, I’m so sorry about that…” she apologized, her face flushing in embarrassment as she looked away. The fart started to smell a little, which just made her feel even worse. However, to her surprise, she heard him chuckle.

“Hey, look at me, you don’t have to apologize,” Alex reassured her, smiling softly as she looked at him, “if you need to poop, it’s totally fine, I don’t care.” Cynthia was shocked. He was always really kind and considerate to her, but she didn’t expect him to react like this.

“You.. you don’t?” she asked, still somewhat unsure. She forgot how much she needed to use the bathroom because of how surprised she was.

“Of course not, it’s something we all need to do sometimes.” Alex replied, “I actually have to as well, believe it or not, but you can go first.” Cynthia wasn’t sure how to respond to him telling her he also needed to poop, but at least she felt better about everything. Her body suddenly reminded her that it was about to burst, so she stood up from the couch and headed towards the bathroom.

“By the way, don’t worry if the toilet clogs, I’ll take care of it.” he added as she disappeared behind the door and locked it. She blushed again at this, as she had almost forgotten about that possibility. Deciding to put all that aside and focus on the task at hand, she quickly pulled down her pants and panties and sat down on the toilet.

Cynthia let out a stream of piss, sighing quietly as her body relaxed. She gave a gentle push and her anus opened, allowing a thick, smooth log of poop to emerge from it. It reached a length of several inches before tapering off and falling into the water with a splash. She knew Alex could hear all of this, but at least she was pooping in his toilet and not in her pants while on his couch. She pushed again and a slightly smaller log slid out and dropped into the bowl on top of the first one, followed by a loud, long fart.

A little more pee dribbled out before she started wiping herself with some toilet paper. After dropping the paper into the toilet, she stood up and redid her pants. She closed the lid and flushed, making sure to check if it clogged or not afterwards. Thankfully, her two logs went down without a problem and she washed her hands. She still felt a little embarrassed, but she felt much better overall.

After she exited the bathroom and sat back down on the couch, Alex got up and headed into the bathroom before closing and locking the door behind him. This is when Cynthia had an idea fueled by morbid curiosity. She stood up and quietly walked over to the bathroom door, listening to what was happening on the other side.

Suddenly, she heard Alex grunt softly, followed by some echoey crackling. There was a loud splash as a big turd landed in the toilet and Alex let out a relieved sigh. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this, but she would’ve been able to hear him from the couch, anyway.

Another grunt, another splash, another sigh of relief. She wondered how big his dump was going to be and if he was going to end up clogging the toilet. Her first question was answered when she heard a smaller splash and the sound of the toilet paper roll being unrolled. She figured that this was her cue to sit back down on the couch.

As Cynthia waited patiently for Alex to finish up, the sound of the toilet flushing and the sink being turned on came from the bathroom. Soon after, the sink was turned off and Alex stepped out of the bathroom before sitting next to Cynthia.

“Feeling better?” he asked her. She smiled sheepishly, but had a bit of a teasing look in her eyes.

“Yeah, I assume you are too.” she replied. Alex couldn’t help but laugh at that response. It was true, after all.

“Yep, much.” he said, “Anyway, you don’t have to be embarrassed about this around me, if you need to use the bathroom whenever you’re here, you should just do what you need to do, I won’t find it weird or gross.” Cynthia had to admit that she was touched by his words. She honestly couldn’t believe she was so worried over nothing.

“Thank you, I’ll try to remember that.” she replied. With everything resolved and their bond strengthened, they could finally finish watching the movie in peace.

Chapter 21: Don't Hide Your Pain From Me

Summary:

After Jensen hides his constipation for ten days, his husband, Jared, helps him finally empty his bowels.

Notes:

Requested by: 3a40Aaz ("Can you write a story where Jensen and Jared are married. Jensen is constipated, he feel a lot of pain in his belly, feel nauseous but he hide his pain from Jared! Jared knows that is something wrong with Jensen vecause he's too quiet! Jared finds out what is wrong and help Jensen in the bathroom and Jensen finally poops after 10 days!? Thanks!")

Contains: Poop, farts, constipation, diarrhea, watching someone poop (kind of, the characters are in the same room), helping someone poop (via belly rubs), and medical inaccuracies (probably, to be fair I think a lot of these stories have medical inaccuracies)

Jared knew something was wrong with his husband, Jensen. He’d been way too quiet recently.

What he didn’t know was that Jensen was horribly constipated. He hadn’t had a bowel movement in ten whole days. His belly ached constantly and he’d been suffering waves of unbearable nausea, but he somehow managed to hide it all from Jared. However, it got to the point where he couldn’t take it anymore.

Jared walked into the living room as he looked for Jensen so he could ask him what was going on, only to find him curled up in the fetal position on the couch while holding his abdomen. His breathing was pained and shallow and Jared rushed over to him.

“Jensen, what’s wrong, are you okay?” he asked him, “I know something’s up, so please tell me what’s going on, I want to help you.” Jensen let out a stuttering gasp and swallowed a gulp of air.

“Jared, I-I haven’t pooped in t-ten days… it hurts so b-bad, I can’t take it anymore…!” he whimpered, just barely keeping himself from crying. Jared was shocked to hear this, he couldn’t understand why his own husband would keep something like this from him for so long.

“What?” he gasped, “Why didn’t you tell me?” He quickly started forming a plan in his head. Hopefully it worked, or else they would need to go to the hospital.

“I didn’t want to worry you, I’m sorry…” Jensen replied. Jared wanted to talk more about this, but he didn’t have any time to waste.

“We’ll talk later, just stay here,” he said, “I’m going to go get something that will hopefully help.” He headed for the front door and left their home, intent on going to the nearby pharmacy as quickly as possible. When he got there, he bought the strongest laxatives he could buy over-the-counter (and some other general things they needed so he didn’t look suspicious) before leaving and going back home. His heart broke a little when he saw Jensen in the same position on the couch.

“Alright, I’m back, can you take these for me?” he asked him, showing him the laxatives. Jensen took them without much complaint and Jared sat next to him. While they waited, he rubbed his back and comforted him any way he could. They’d talk about the more serious stuff after he was feeling better.

It took a while, but eventually it seemed like the laxatives were working. Jensen let out a groan while his belly churned audibly and they both knew it was time. Jared helped him walk to the bathroom and sit on the toilet so the second half of the waiting game could begin.

Jensen started to push, but so far nothing was coming out despite him feeling more pressure building up inside him. As he was thinking about the possibility of him needing to go to the hospital, Jared had an idea.

“Do you want me to rub your belly?” he asked, kneeling next to the toilet, “It might help get things moving.” Jensen hadn’t even thought of that, so he agreed and lifted his shirt slightly. Jared put his hands on his distended stomach, feeling a large, hard mass pressing up against it.

“Ouch, ngh.. that hurts…” Jensen hissed. Jared realized the severity of the situation and knew he had to get this monster out of his husband’s guts as soon as possible while also being careful.

“I know, I’m sorry, this might feel uncomfortable.” he said. He began massaging Jensen’s abdomen, making sure not to press too hard. It hurt seeing him in pain, but he had to try this. He pushed around certain pressure points around the mass as he attempted to get it to move, but it was being really stubborn. All the while, Jensen grunted and whimpered while giving some pushes every now and then.

Eventually, there was progress. Jensen let out a small fart and both he and Jared froze in surprise.

“I think.. I think it’s working,” Jensen said quietly, “please keep going.” Jared continued rubbing his belly, causing him to release more farts that gradually got louder and longer. He already started to look relieved, but things were far from over. The farting went on for a few minutes before it suddenly stopped and Jensen let out a pained sound when they both felt movement inside him.

Immediately, he instinctively began pushing hard. His anus stretched wide open as a firm, thick turd began its slow descent into the toilet. Jared kept massaging his abdomen while this was happening to make sure things kept moving along. The hard log scraped his insides and crackled loudly as it continued to pump out of him and he grit his teeth and gripped the toilet seat while trying to get it out as soon as he could.

“Agh, come on, get this thing out of me!” he cried, shutting his eyes tightly. He felt like he was simultaneously giving birth and being ripped in half from the inside of his asshole. It hurt so much, but he knew he couldn’t stop now.

“You’re doing great, you’re almost done,” Jared reassured him, “just keep pushing, it’ll be over soon.” Truthfully, he wasn’t actually sure if Jensen was almost done. He would know soon enough, though. The massive log moved sluggishly, inch by inch, before it finally started to taper off. As it slid out, Jensen let out a pained, yet relieved moan and both he and Jared heard a loud thunk mixed with a splash when it landed in the toilet.

“You did it, I knew you could.” Jared praised, taking his hands off of Jensen’s belly. He was going to let him rest for a bit before he suddenly spoke up.

“I’m.. actually not done yet, hnngh!!” Jensen grunted as he started farting loudly. Liquid diarrhea caused by the laxatives then started violently pouring into the toilet from his sore anus. It burned really badly and he grabbed Jared’s hand with both of his, squeezing it for comfort. Jared used his other hand to gently caress them while he waited for his lover’s suffering to finally end.

After another few minutes, the torrent of diarrhea slowly came to a stop. Jensen panted and breathed heavily, exhausted from the whole ordeal. He looked at Jared, who was looking back at him, and smiled with a mix of gratefulness and sheepishness. Jared warmly smiled back.

“Jensen, next time something like this happens, please tell me before it gets this bad.” he said softly, “I love you so much and I want to be able to help.” Jensen merely nodded and closed his eyes, taking a moment to recover before responding.

“I will, I’m sorry, I love you too.” he replied. After Jared gave him a kiss on his temple, he helped Jensen clean up and stand up from the toilet. They both stared at the huge, dark brown log in the toilet that was poking out of the sea of diarrhea surrounding it. It was easily a foot long, at least, and they both knew it couldn’t be flushed in its current state.

“Go wash your hands, I’ll take care of this, I’d rather not break the toilet trying to flush it right away,” Jared said, “I can’t believe that thing was inside of you for so long…” Jensen chuckled weakly and made his way to the sink to wash his hands. When he was done, he turned back to his husband.

“Hey, Jared?” he started, “Thank you, for everything.” He left the bathroom after receiving another smile and a nod from Jared, who started working on dealing with the mess in the toilet.

Chapter 22: Coworker Bonding

Summary:

Mark and David both end up having to use the restroom when they're about to leave work.

Notes:

Requested by: No one

Contains: Poop, farts, minor mentions of desperation, and listening to someone poop (public restroom)

Mark stepped out of his office, ready to finally go home after a long day. He saw David, one of his coworkers and acquaintances, exit the office next door and the two of them gave each other a nod and a friendly smile. They both headed for the elevator and went inside when it reached their floor. The elevator already had a few people in it, so it quickly became a little crowded, but they made it work.

Unsurprisingly, the trip down to the bottom floor took quite a while. It was a relatively slow elevator inside a rather tall building, after all. Soon after it started moving, Mark suddenly realized that he needed to use the restroom and decided to do that before leaving the building instead of waiting until he got home. Unfortunately, he also needed to fart pretty badly. Obviously he wasn’t going to just let it out in a full elevator, so he held it in.

Halfway down, the elevator began filling with an awful stench. Everyone’s faces scrunched in disgust and Mark noticed that David looked kind of tense. It dawned on him that he had just let out a silent, but deadly, fart. Instead of being upset at him, he actually felt relieved and decided to slowly let out the gas he was holding in his gut. As he did this, the smell in the elevator got even worse and David looked at him in pleasant surprise. The other people around them had no idea who was stinking up the small space and some of them even covered their noses, hoping they’d reach their destination soon.

Once the elevator reached the first floor, everyone quickly filed out of it to escape the smell. Mark and David headed for the nearest men’s room, the latter walking slightly faster. They entered the restroom and went into stalls that were next to each other, dropping their pants to their ankles and sitting on their respective toilets.

A loud, brassy fart trumpeted out of David’s ass into the toilet and he sighed heavily. He grunted, pushing out a big log that dropped into the toilet with a hefty plop.

“So, I guess you needed to go too?” he asked Mark, who also began pushing out a log. It dropped into the toilet with a plop and he spoke up.

“Yeah, I’m kind of glad we both did,” he replied, “I really needed to let that gas out in there.” As if on cue, he let out a fart.

“I honestly felt so bad when I started stinking up the elevator,” David said, “but once I realized you were also doing it, I stopped caring so much.” The two coworkers both laughed before falling into a comfortable silence as they noisily released their logs into the toilets.

Notes:

I hope you enjoyed these relationship-focused stories, I'll write more in the future.

Chapter 23: Taco Bell Run(s)

Summary:

Jim eats some really spicy food from Taco Bell and his stomach pays the price.

Notes:

Requested by: Dont_judge_a_rando_by_its_fanfics ("Hi! I've been enjoying this work so far and I have a request! Could you make one where a character eats taco bell and gets diarrhea? Sorry for the weird request, you don't have to do it if you don't want to!")

Contains: Poop, farts, and diarrhea

It had been a hard day at work and Jim was exhausted, but he knew he still had to eat something for dinner. He didn’t feel like cooking anything, so he decided to go to the nearest Taco Bell before he went home. While in the Drive-Thru, he ordered a taco, a burrito, some nacho fries, and a Pepsi. He also made sure to ask for as many of the spiciest sauce packets he could get.

When he got home, he brought all of his food to the living room and sat down on the couch to watch some TV while eating. The food was really spicy (especially with all those sauce packets), but it was still tasty. He ate everything quicker than he expected and felt really full afterwards, so he mostly lazed around for the rest of the evening until it was time to go to sleep.

Later that night, while Jim was in bed, he suddenly woke up to a weird feeling. That’s when he heard his belly rumbling ominously and he quickly realized what the weird feeling was: he needed to take a dump. After getting out of bed, he made his way to the bathroom and turned on the light, dropped his boxers, and sat on the toilet.

Jim pushed, a loud fart exiting his ass followed by a mushy, semi-solid log of poop that dropped into the toilet with a gross sounding splash. He sighed in relief before being startled by another, slightly louder fart that propelled some more semi-solid poop into the bowl. He pushed again, a third lump of soft shit dropping into the water. It acted as a cork of sorts, as almost immediately afterwards he let out an even louder, wetter fart and a wave of diarrhea quickly sprayed out of him and painted the inside of the toilet bowl.

‘Ugh, damn it, I think I used too much hot sauce…’ Jim thought to himself as he let out a pained grunt, his anus burning. More watery diarrhea poured out of him before it suddenly stopped and his guts churned. He groaned in discomfort, holding his abdomen and leaning forward while releasing a quieter and dryer fart. The fart caused him to expel another small lump of poop, providing him little relief. This happened four more times, him pushing each time, before he let out another, more urgent groan as his body finally decided to release everything it had.

The largest wave of diarrhea he’d ever experienced in his life exploded out of his asshole, gradually filling the toilet with watery, mushy shit. More bubbly farts came out with the poop, causing it to unfortunately splatter a little on the seat and lid. Eventually the farts and diarrhea slowed down before completely stopping, leaving Jim exhausted and panting. A final wet fart signalled the end of his dump and he got to work with cleaning up.

He gently wiped his sore ass with some wet wipes, making sure to properly dispose of them in the trash. Once he saw that he was clean, he dried off with toilet paper and threw it in the toilet. He stood up, his legs shaking, and pulled up his boxers before using another wet wipe to clean the outside of the toilet where some of the poop had splattered. Then he flushed, washed his hands, and went back to bed.

This was the last time he’d eat anything from Taco Bell for a while… well at least he wouldn’t use so much hot sauce for a while.

Notes:

PSA: Never flush wet wipes down the toilet, even ones that are labeled "flushable", they can and will cause clogs. Keep a small trash can in your bathroom and throw them in there. If you're worried about them making your bathroom smell (to be honest, if your bathroom smells that bad after wiping your ass with wipes and putting them in the trash, you probably should go to a doctor), then spray the inside of the bag in the can with an air freshener or just take out the trash and replace the bag after putting any wipes in there.

Notes:

Stay tuned for more! I still plan on writing all the requests I've received. Your patience is appreciated.