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Owning The Throne

Posted 11.30.2005 by Keri B (35)
There are various milestones that every couple hits in a relationship. Every couple has a different set, unique to their own principles and feelings. I believe that one of these milestones is farting in front of one another. The ceremonial First Pass Of Gas is, to me, one that shows almost as much meaning as saying I love you. It was this past weekend that I not only passed an important milestone in my relationship -- I massacred it.

This Monday marked the day of my nineteenth birthday: a birthday that holds no true significance to it but turning another age. Not since eleven has a birthday felt so pointless. So it was decided that this weekend I was going to put the liquor down like a champ and make my birthday a memorable experience. We began to partake in drinking games; and shot after inebriating shot got me, of course, drunker and drunker. By the end of the night alcohol had helped me make my birthday so memorable that I was most likely going to forget it in the morning.

But the best memories were yet to come. I stayed at my boyfriend's university-managed apartment that weekend. When I awoke in the morning I felt as though I had been hit by a truck, dragged a few blocks, then stoned by an angry mob. Gradually I began to feel better, and I partook in some grub and then went to surf the web.

Now, I am sure that all faithful PoopReport readers have read my roommate Erica's article College Pooping 101. From this Erica and I have decided that I am half Shameless and half Shameful Shitter. So, as I sat there at five o'clock the next evening and the beloved-by-all beer shit began to boil, it was at this point that I became delighted. For now I realized that for the first time in months since I began living in the dorm I could shit privately, on my own time, without having to worry about various acquaintances intruding.

I proceeded to the bathroom. Everyone was asleep. My boyfriend would never know what I was about to do. I realized how much I had missed the privacy of a nice, cozy bathroom, with a dim light, a medicine cabinet, a sink, and all the fixings. I pulled my pants down -- all the way down to my socks; another thing I hadn't done for months -- locked the door (a real door!) and proceeded to empty the night's contents.

It went surprisingly well for a beer shit. So well, in fact, that I don't even know if you could call it a beer shit. It was the kind of poop in which you are pleasantly surprised that it is completely unnecessary to wipe your ass. However, it was also the kind that spanned the entire length of the bowl -- impressive for a girl. Actually, to some extent, admirable. Although, as clean as it came out, the smell was nowhere near as pleasant. If sniffed directly I am sure it would have burnt your nose hairs right off and left them in a small, charred pile on the ground. It was the kind of smell that made me frantically look at all the walls just to make sure the paint wasn't peeling. But after a desperate reach for the fan switch that almost resulted in me passing out, the smell was quickly depleted. I guess ResLife figured they were going to need industrial fans for college housing; and they were right.

I smiled, checked my face in the mirror, and reached for the flusher. What came next was the worst sound I ever heard: the sound of a clogged toilet. Thankfully those horror stories I'd heard of the water seeping over the sides and the pooper being forced to face it with nothing but that white brush didn't come true. I giggled -- this was hysterical. And this was going to be the first proof to my man about my ass and the power it possesses.

I went to his room, giggling, of course. I was going to need to be cute to pull this one off. "Sweetie," I told him, "the toilet is clogged."

Now, a month or so earlier, I had told him about the story of my first week at college in which, after not shitting for four days, I clogged a college toilet -- the kind capable of sucking a 747 through it. Impressive indeed. Recalling this event, he knew instantly what had happened. I called maintenance and they said they would send someone up as soon as possible.

Here's where it's just wrong: neither my boyfriend nor his roommate had taken their beer shit yet.

Hours passed. My boyfriend was beginning to die and every hour his roommate asked if maintenance had come yet. It was five hours I made them wait for their precious toilet before maintenance came and undid my doing. I felt proud -- I was the first one to own the throne. I felt like Napoleon. Not only did I make it nearly impossible for anyone to top me, I made it darn near impossible for anyone to do anything after me at all.

Only after my boyfriend saw my monstrosity had I passed the milestone and was I able to freely let them rip in front of him. He had seen the worst and all weekend long he dealt with the aftermath. And, yes, I loved every second of it.

C Everett Poop (673) -- 11.30.2005

This is disturbing to many of us. Since I already read this and there is no turning back, I will have to assume that Keri is a hot biscuit. To think that I read this story and connected it with a 300 pound behemoth with coffee can ankles would ruin my day.

C Everett Poop

PooperGal (527) -- 11.30.2005

Even pretty girls poop, C Everett, and sometimes the poop stinks. Not only that, but pretty girls can poop huge logs and brown anacondas that coil and fill a bowl. This is a fact of nature that men need to accept and get over.

Way to "go," Keri.

PooperGal
"Searching for the Origin of the Feces"

Jobber (not verified) -- 11.30.2005

AT LAST! an American Girl who can pass a really big log and isn't ashamed of so doing but is quite relaxed about her BF seeing it stuck in the pan and who did't make a hideous mess trying to get rid of it with a plunger but left it for him and others to see. More power to your Rectum, Keri and truly you are a Super Pooper, a Joyful Jobber and a Shameless Shitter par excellence! I salute you from the other side of the Pond!

DungDaddy (1386) -- 11.30.2005

This truly is important to a relationship. When I was dating the girl who would become my wife, it happened quite early-on. On our third date, I was crouching down to start a campfire, when my girlfrieand grabbed me by the hair, pressed my head up against her be-ootiful ass and ripped one right into my ear-hole. I was stunned. It was then I knew she would become my wife. Its been 14 years (and five kids) since. That fart must have meant something.

Bunga Din (1239) -- 11.30.2005

I was kinda hoping you'd panic and resort to some quackery to get rid of the evidence but after reading that your shit was admirable, well alls well that ends well. YOU GO GIRL!

SamDamnit (1192) -- 11.30.2005

Question to the editor:
Is this sentence correct?

"And this was going to be the first proof to my man about my ass and the power it beheld."

I don't mean the part where you start with a conjunction. I mean the "beheld" part. Can an ass behold? That would be cool, if it could. One would not have to get up to look at one's leavings.

I like the story. Proud pooping fems are a treat.

SamDamnit!
Rectum Rector
of
The Church of Poop
http://groups.myspace.com/THECHURCHOFPOOP

Dave (11689) -- 11.30.2005

Right your are, SamDamnit. I will fix it. Thanks.

CC (not verified) -- 11.30.2005

Wow a girl who can drink and poop with all the guys.Nineteen is a milestone birthday it is the last year of your teens.

daphne (3695) -- 11.30.2005

I would not have had to the onions to admit something like this on my 19th birthday. Keri is on her way to a decent, shameless life.

.....hugging bunnies since 1969

Logjam (2460) -- 11.30.2005

I certainly hope, Keri, that both you and your roomate Erica will be submitting updates on your stories. Neither of you sound like one-shit wonders. And Dave, I do believe that SamDamnit has just applied for that intern editor position you've been trying so hard to fill.

SamDamnit (1192) -- 11.30.2005

Intern? Are there poop groupies? Is their poop shwag? A company car would be nice.
"Only one more Guinness, barkeep. I'm driving the poopmobile tonight!"

SamDamnit!
Rectum Rector
of
The Church of Poop
http://groups.myspace.com/THECHURCHOFPOOP

Rckswmn (13) -- 11.30.2005

Awesome story!!

Pill Pooper (451) -- 11.30.2005

I've said it here before.. There is just something WRONG hearing about chicks pooping. And it's even more wrong hearing about college girls pooping! And it's even the most wrong that has ever been wrong to hear about hotties pooping!! Besides that, decent story...

Keri B (35) -- 11.30.2005

Hey Pill Pooper, I just wanted to let you know that my roommate and I did discuss the possible implications that unveiling the female defecation habits might have on the male public. And after much deliberation we concluded that it needed to be done. However, on a more positive note, you could choose to believe that this is all hogwash and Erica and I are just fueling a massive lie to cover up a unified female conspiracy far beyond your comprehension. Who knows, maybe girls never do shit and we are just playing Devil's Advocate with you. Choose what you will dear reader. :)

Jobber (not verified) -- 12.01.2005

In the real world, at least in this part of it, GIRLS SHIT! and they do big ones. I can vouch for that from personal observations of what has been left behind by females in toilet pans over many years indeed. So Pill Pooper what is your problem with that? They also fart, belch, piss, occasional vomit if they are ill and of course they have Periods with all that entails in the way of mess, smell etc. It's part of being Human. So get used to it or live a solitary life somewhere.

Fart Poopie (1257) -- 12.01.2005

I sometimes think its flattering that Pill Pooper, and other guys, think women are so lovely and angelic that it would be impossible for them to poop.

PooperGal (527) -- 12.01.2005

Fart Poopie,
It is cute, isn't it? They have this naive idea that we females are pure as the driven (un-pooped) snow. In order to accept that women can poop, those poor boys have to imagine that only fat, ugly broads can drop a load.

Love it.

My own beloved, a proper Japanese man, is shameless as they come. If he's constipated, his efforts are accompanied by loud groans and grunts, as if to let the world know that he is putting his all into the challenge. He can reside on the throne for an hour, enjoying his defecation tasks. But if I am on the crapper for more than 10 minutes, he knocks on the door and asks if I'm okay. I finally hollered, sternly, "Sweetie, girls poop too, and we can be as long and as loud as guys, okay?" He hasn't pestered me since.
PooperGal
"Searching for the Origin of the Feces"

Cyanocobalamin (57) -- 12.01.2005

Yep, all I gotta say is Right On! Hooray for women that make gigantic shits! I've clogged my toilet on many a turd-casion but they can't hold a candle/match/lighter to Keri's turds.

Erica M (27) -- 12.01.2005

VIVA LA GRUESOME TWOSOME.

nice comments keri.

shame you didn't mention the time you didn't shit for over a week.

Rump Ranger (1) -- 12.02.2005

Great story. Loved it. 5 (*****) stars.

Plop plop fizz fizz oh what a relief it is...

runninggrrl2 (170) -- 12.02.2005

My husband always jokes that I am the world's deadliest pooper because apparently I'm the type of girl that poops pretty pink powder puffs. Not! I regularly produce massive turds as well. My husband knows to stay away from the bathroom for a good twenty minutes after I've been in there ;) He never pooped/farted in front of me until we were married, believe it or not. He is a very dramatic pooper, groaning and grunting the whole time. Then again, he only goes like, once a week so it's probably a bit more painful for him than it is for me.

An apple a day keeps the ExLax away!

will shatner (not verified) -- 12.03.2005

Good work Keri (and Erica). I have no problem
with ladies peeling the paint off the walls.
I think it's funny to hear about the strategies
they have for shitting.

chick_that_skates (5) -- 12.11.2005

ExLax, ha! Now i remember the time i gave my brother,who was then 7, a whole pack of chocolatev flavored ExLax!

La Petomaine (85) -- 12.29.2005

Right on, Shameless Sister!
If this man of yours is cool enough to not have screamed like a banshee after witnessing the horror you unloaded in his crapper, he is a gem worth keeping!
Have a crappy day!
La Petomaine

The Dumpster (2506) -- 01.04.2006

My ex wife would hold hers for 2 or 3 days at a time, and finally go in the can and shove out one of those Monstros that starts as a cinder block, ends as scrambled eggs, takes 3 flushes to get rid of (if it doesn't stop up the pot) and smells bad enough to gag a maggot. She left me over 4 years ago, and to this day I have never smelled anything worse than her butt vapors. She kept a "ca-ca chart," where she would rate her poos on a scale of 1 to 5, and if she got to a 4 or 5, you just had to leave the house. I mean, if she had ever done a 6 it would have been like Bhopal, India where that chemical plant sprung a leak and thousands died.

Anyway, the ex-Mrs. Dumpster is now remarried to a hairy knuckle-dragger who is about to make me start believing in the Theory of Evolution, because he could certainly be the missing link between man and ape. I shudder to think what it is like on shit night out at that house!

IvannaPlunger (9) -- 01.06.2006

i hope ur hot because picturing a 500 lb. whale do what u did would make me sicker than i already am.

healthy 1 (1427) -- 11.29.2006

Way to go Keri B.

Ms. Healthy 1 can pinch off some monster logs, and occasionally clog up even the most powerful toilet. She is more proof that cute girls can drop mega turds, and she is not huge. If she weighs more than 130 pounds, she don't show it.

As I have said in another thread, nobody is immune from the tyrany of the bowels. Young, old, male or female, homely or drop dead gorgeous, rich or poor, nature requires all of us to answer the call and drop a duce.

_______
Watch out for the deadly F4, though he's been gone since '53, he will be back.

phatmanxxl (207) -- 11.30.2007

Your my kind of girl keri b., I hope one day to meet female of your talent!

The Thunderous ... (710) -- 11.30.2007

I guess no one has seen what I have seen. Im sorry with all due respect there Keri B. I can NOT fathom someone taking ANY kind of dump WITHOUT some kind of wiping involved. For a woman to proudly announce she didnt need ANY toilet paper is of NO comfort to me at all. Not even ONE little wipe? NOT even a WET wipe JUST as a precaution?! Not even an inspection wipe?! I would have AT the very least given the old bungeroo an inspection wipe! But again thats me and I am as always........................................
_______
The Thunderous Crapper 63 Enjoying home toilet advantage since 2004!

Kay (not verified) -- 09.14.2008

hahaha
today i made some comment to my brother about taking a shit, and he freaked out, saying it was just wrong hearing a girl talk about it. it was the funniest thing in the world. i was kidding anyway, i don't have any abnormal fascination to the digestive process... but he still freaked out. Honestly though I don't think I've ever stunk up a bathroom with the smell of my poop.. in my life, except the one time i caught amoebic dysentary in a developing country.

shitake boy (98) -- 09.15.2008


Keri, that was a great story. I am in the process of making Mrs. Shitake into a shameless shitter like me. Admittingly, I have IBS, with that, I cannot afford to be shameful. I am hoping that my daughter will be a shameless shitter like her daddy. She is only 11 moths now, and not potty trained yet, but we already bought her a training potty on the advice of Mrs. Shitake's grandmother. I can truly say my daughter drops some real big turds, I have changed enough of her diapers to be able to prove that.

_______
In search of the ever evasive BM

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