Nice story Embarassed. The shameful aspect of bodily functions expresses itself in different ways but we all have some form of it.

For women-that time of the month incites additional problems. For men, it can often be simply urinating in public.

Im not a shameful shitter but put me into a quiet restroom at a urinal with no partitions and I suddenly develop fuel line freeze up worse than a Dodge Cutlass Ciera in Fargo
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I completely sympathize with you Embarassed. There is absolutely no stopping of the bowels during that time of the month. I too, have had disasterous menstral poop episodes, but those are best left for another time.

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Holy skid marks Batman!

I am SO damn glad I've got a Y chromosome. Not having periods or shamefulness in regards to shitting I can only begin to imagine how humiliating that episode must have been. Ending the relationship rather than telling him what happened seems a bit extreme to me though.

Good, quick thinking EB! That is astounding. Most people would have sunk in that situation.

It's amazing how different the biologies of two people can be. Mrs. Poo becomes constipated during her period. She's commented on more than one occassion that, it's not the raging hormones, the bleeding or the cramping that make her cranky during That Time Of The Month; it's being plugged up.

I can sympathise with you, as I was once a shameful.

Welcome to PR, and stick around a while. PR is helped me get over my shamefulness.

I very much enjoyed your story, and hope to see more from you.
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Wow. That is amazing you were able to keep your cool. I'm a guy and I always gag when I even THINK about periods. I have a pretty strong stomach most of the time but if I saw that plugged pot full of shit and blood I totally would have lost it.

I've been reading this site for years. I keep quiet most of the time but I've got to ask one thing: What is so shameful about your shit that some of you people are willing to hold it for hours and potentially harm yourselves?

I myself am a little shameful I have to admit. If someone's in the bathroom I almost always wait until they leave. I do that partly as a courtesy to the other person. I can understand a little abashment when it comes to these things. But when it's go-time, it's go-time.

BUT WHY couldn't you shit in someone else's house or even your own dorm? What stops you from shitting in these places entirely? You realize that you're kinda shooting yourself in the foot, right? I mean, the more you hold it the bigger and fouler your shits will be and the more likely a disgraceful situation will happen.

I've been browsing the archives lately and it seems some of you guys are neurotically shameful. This is definitely not normal behavior. I'm no doctor but it sounds like some of you need to seek some counseling for this stuff and find out what's causing this problem. It doesn't sound healthy at all.

Wow! Good insight into the load of cement between the ears of the average female. I wonder how much water has been wasted by running faucets to mask the sound of what everyone knows you are doing anyway. Hell, nobody was even home. I'm going to eat lunch as soon as my stomach recovers from this story.

The amazing things shameful shitters will do! It's just shit. Go and be done with it. If your boyfriend breaks up with you over a stupid incident like this, he is probably a piece of shit himself and shouldn't be bothered with.

A note about the cramps. Don't use tampons. They make cramps ten times worse.

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If a man farts and no one's around, does he make a sound?

An ex-girlfriend used to remain in the bathroom for anywhere from 20 to 30 minutes when she had to drop a load. She'd take candles in with her and burn them the whole time, even though the fan would usually clear the air in just a few minutes. She was the classic Shameful One who thought the slightest hint of Eau de Dootay in the air would reveal her hideous secret: she had bowel functions like all normal people.
I'll always remember the mortified look on her face when I, in a tactless moment, said, "Wow, you really glued that one to the bowl!" after seeing the telltale streaks that wouldn't flush away. Added to her air freshening routine after that was a bowl scrubbing regimen. (Actually, I like that part of her shamefulness, because getting her to clean the toilet was a small compensation for her aversion to doing the dishes.)
But this same girl would insist that I not flush any turds that I considered "keepers" because, despite on a number of occasions having seen evidence of my manly prowess in matters digestive, she continued to disbelieve me when I said I could lay a foot and a half of thick brown rope in a sitting. Is there such a thing as Shit Envy? I think so. Sad, but understandable.

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Livin' La Vida Caca!

Yeah- I feel your pain!! It's so bad dealing with menstrual cramps and diarrhea cramps at the same time. I've been there many times. I have some embarrassing period stories, but they don't really have anything to do with poop, so I'll save those for a different website.
Thanks for sharing that with us, though-- good cover up and forensic work, you know, "hiding the evidence".

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Don't be playin' with the Queen of Sharts

Eau de Dootay.Isn't that the fragrance Paris Hilton does commercials for?

CC, that's funny. Thank you.

It is amazing how the bowels freak out when your body gets rid of everything at once, sloughed off cells, excess water, doody, etc. And it's possible that the courtesy flush halfway through can save one the indignity of having to play "the cat did it".

By the way, your ex boyfriend sounded pretty nice. What happened to him?

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I have come to expect my "lame comment" sticker every time I post anywhere outside the flame forum but I bet plenty of other people were thinking the same thing.

I can only sympathise - I used to be completely Shameful and I had many bathroom visits like that. Eventually I started telling myself I didn't care about anyone else's sensitivities - they have bathrooms and they must know what women use them for. And I'm making progress, overcoming the embarrassments - there are a few exceptions to the rule though (see my previous story!)

I don't get it. If a woman is shameful and tries to not subjegate her boyfriend to her stench and farts she has cement between her ears, but if she's shameless and drops trout proudly she's discusting and unlady like. Which is it!?

I am glad that i was never trained to be ashamed of my bodily functions—discrete yes, ashamed no. Nor do others' functions—including menstruation—offend me (nor deter me from sex—unlike most of my girlfriends). It's just some water with a touch of blood! Granted, i don't particularly want to handle it, but it's certainly no worse than pee.

Recto Magnifico's reference to his 1½' extrusions strikes an chord of theatrical irony, as it was the passing of a foot-long, followed by a couple of shorties, that led today's visit to PR. It was about the longest that i've produced, since the 2' coil that i laid, many yeasr ago, in high-school (which i may have mentioned elsewhere around here).

Oh yeah. Having an about 30' horizontal run of sewer pipe, anything that requires more than about 5 wipes, gets flushed before finishing wiping, and flushing again.

Happy poo-year, everyone!

I can totally empathize here too. Cramps and loose shit are NOT fun to deal with at the same time. The TP stockpile around here always takes a beating during "that time". There's just never enough wiping to be done - I feel so... soiled!

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Speaking of cramps...
When I was younger, I would get killer cramps... the kind that made it almost impossible to get out of bed. Now, after having children, I get very mild to no cramps. Have any other mothers here experienced this?

I don't understand why you didn't just shut off the water to the toilet, so that it wouldn't overflow. Next time, do that. Then, find the plunger, unclog the toilet, and you're set.

Oh, don't forget to turn the water back on.

In reference to the comments, here its goes:
1) The boyfriend mentioned in my experience was a nice guy, just not for me. Nice as can be, but it wasn't there.
2) To say a woman has " a load of cement" between her ears", aka, no brain what so ever was the beginning and end of your getting a shitty comment. Despite my hesitation, and I'd like to think, quick thinking, almost 8 years ago, I'm certainly not lacking or hurting when it comes to logical, practical or trouble shooting thinking, hence, the story.
C) I didn't care about the water bill. I didn't pay it. I'm not being a brat by saying so, but certainly worked more and paid more than my share and felt free to run the water which is included in the rent. I'm hardly a crunchy liberal.
D) Yea, wow thanks, SO MUCH for all the people who said I had issues. I still do. I've gotten better, this story is almost 8 years old. I still prefer to shit in private. It's not an issue of smelling it, seeing skid marks, it's a matter of being comfortable. And although a good suggestion, the only way I could figure out how to turn off the water is to call the water company.

Fart Poopie--

I've totally noticed that too-- after having a child, I never get cramps like I used to. Maybe cramps are for getting women used to the feeling of childbirth or something. I dunno. But I definitely know what you mean...

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Well, i hope that my comments weren't construed as derisive; i didn't mean them to be. I just recognise that, in most cases, extreme modesty is trained (sometimes due to trauma, sometimes just the social environment that a person grows up in). And i'm grateful to have been raised in a family who very pragmatic about such things.

As for "cement between ears", not only is it not applicable here, it is certainly not a female biased trait. People can accuse me of buttkissing if they want (and FU2). But i find that stupidity (and bad driving) does not follow gender (or hair-colour) lines. I've known plenty of guys who don't know one oriface from another.

Happy crappy! (_o_)

Hanus A., you might tell your orifice-confused friends to use this mnemonic device:
One hole is hairy and pink with a sweet little stink; the other resembles R. Limbaugh.
There, they should be able to tell the holes from each other.

I got over any kind of poo embarassment with my bf a long time ago. I have IBS and it's really hard to hide any kind of tummy issue. He understands and thank god we have two bathrooms in our place.

If this is the guy for you--don't be embarassed. Shit happens--literally :) I mean, I've had so many embarassing episodes with my man it's not even funny.

It's one thing to have a poo issue but it does get ten times worse by being on your period. Being a girl sucks sometimes.

Lots of great comments on this thread! I have two Hermione stories that are germane here:

1. As many of you know, she is the world's most Shameful Shitter. The subject of poop just doesn't exist for her. Yet, recently, I was at her house and (tee-hee), she stopped up the commode!! (Come to think of it, I need to write this up and submit it as a story, so no more on this for now.)

2. As to menstrual stuff, several years ago, in the early days of my physical relationship with Hermione, she was new to sex, and I was new to love. The upshot was that, one Sunday afternoon, we got so carried away making love that we forgot to take out her tampon, and I pushed it all the way up inside. I hunted and hunted for it, but we wound up having to go to the emergency room and get it extracted.

What's that, Dumpster? There was no ripcord on that red parachute?

Next, RTFM before you go muf ...er ...sky diving.

Y'know, although I can say I've never been through the whole menstrual thing, as I lack the proper organs for such processes, I know the deal, as I have my one and only sister, who has left me nice un-courteously flushed packages in the pot, but once I recognize the true anguish that women have to go through, my life doesn't seem so bad. After all, if it wasn't for that so-nasty thing every man mocks as ovulation, I wouldn't even be here. Call me lame, but I think there should be a section somewhere that women can describe their personal horrors. I hope I'm not being a misogynist, because I am strictly not; I'd like to hear this oh-so-taboo subject that women are so forbidden to speak of, even in the presence of their own boyfriends, to the point of being dumped. That's fucked. I'd be more offended if a chick took a dump on me than if it was an honest time-of-the-month. That's nature.
Forgive me if I'm being too whatever, but if dudes can't (and I'm not saying they arent), but can't empathize with thier female counterparts' mechanisms, then why talk about crapping your pants? After all, nobody would have the ability to tell their tales of tail-end catastrophies without that little bit of bloodletting...Ok, I'm sure y'all get the picture. Lame or not, I cannot ever put down a cause of nature that is actually more important than crapping in the long run. Ahh, fuck it, I need to stop rambling.

Good story, Embarassed Shitter. Please excuse my extreme truthful but unnecessary rambling. It's 4 in the morning.
Later to all those who do what they gotta doo.

^^Why it repeated every line, I don't know. I hope I'm hallucinating. Which I know I'm not. Sorry. For what, I don't know. Just, sorry. It's like that time in Junior high...

Run water? Heck,no. I warn a body straight up.."It's nasty in there,don't breath too deep."

I wonder why you ran the shower to poop? I can see running water to make one pee....makes sense but to poop...hmmmm I see no relation.
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