Amanda Raykovic

First off, I want to second Nils' advice. My wife sometimes drops those hard rabbit turds and she will flush as often as possible while going to prevent clogs, though she's never broken up a single large turd so she does still sometimes clog the toilet. I once saw a video of a woman who dropped such a large poo she used a butter knife to break it up. My wife would never do that though, she'd rather just flush and hope for the best. Her diet is different from yours, but she has struggled with opioid addiction and that can make you constipated. She used to take methadone which made it really bad compared to later in life now I think it's partially medication but also diet and metabolism. When she was on methadone she used to go days and days without pooping at all and then clog the toilet really bad, so bad we couldn't plunge or snake it and we'd have to call our building maintenance worker to fix it. Eventually they gave us a new toilet as part of a lease renegotiation, but the "new" toilet was basically the same and so it kept happening. However, I want to add this: be careful with constant flushing. You have to listen to the tank refill (at home) because if you flush too soon it won't be enough water and then it will more than likely clog. Wait until it stops making noise altogether (some toilets "run" meaning you have to jiggle the handle or if that doesn't work you have to open the tank to fix it, make sure the big rubber plug at the bottom creates a good flat seal) before each flush. Some toilets take a long time to refill for one reason or another, so it may need to be fixed or replaced if it's taking too long and you have trouble holding in the remaining poops while you wait. That has also happened to my wife when she was using a cheaper/older toilet and of course it clogged.

I just want to say about the part where you said pooping within earshot of others makes you feel less feminine, as a man I do understand that perspective, however I also disagree and I'm sure many men on this site agree with me. I get that society makes women feel that way, but I think many men (most probably won't admit it) can see the feminine side of pooping. Women can make noises vocally while pooping (grunts, sighs, moans, etc.) that some men like me find alluring. Perhaps you know what I'm talking about since you said you've had an interest in this for many years. As a straight man I'm not interested in hearing/seeing a man going to the bathroom, but despite old fashioned taboos around women peeing and especially pooping (or, perhaps to some degree because of those taboos) I find it highly erotic, and I know I'm not alone.

Personally, I'm interested in hearing about constipation as well as being very desperate to pee or poop or both, and either having an accident or narrowly avoiding one. If the woman in question derives any amount of pleasure from any part of the story, that makes it even better! For example, the relief of finally going feeling really good, or wide hard dry turds stretching your butthole very wide, which I know for some can be more painful than pleasurable, but others can enjoy the blending of mild to moderate pain giving way to pleasure. Even if it's not a hole-stretching poop but you enjoy taking your time and savoring a slow but medium sized load, those are nice stories too. I'm also interested in hearing about pushing, grunting, effort, etc. and if you have to make weird faces or if your face gets red from pushing hard. At friends' houses it's embarrassing but when it has happened I just tell them, they get me the plunger, and it's no big deal. I tend to be open about my bathroom habits anyway.

In public I feel bad for whoever has to unclog it since I have worked in positions where I have had to clean and unclog public toilets before. I have never clogged a work toilet.

It's usually stressful, but there is something kind of fun about "I made this thing with my body and I literally broke a toilet," and it can be fun to watch everything swirl around.

Using the bathroom at home too, I was taught to be embarrassed. My entire life, I've often taken really big poops. I would clog the toilet often, and my family would always make me feel really bad about it, telling me to "use less paper," and stuff like that. As an adult, I still take really big dumps sometimes and I somewhat regularly clog the only home toilet we have. My dad always gets extremely mad, accusing me of "flushing stuff I'm not supposed to" (ie wet wipes, pads), or of "using too much paper." I don't even use wet wipes and I would never flush pads, and after a certain point I started throwing away my toilet paper in the bathroom trash thinking it would help, but even with no paper and just poop and pee in the toilet I would still clog the toilet. When he would accuse me of this stuff, I would just tell him "I didn't flush anything besides poop and pee, I just take really massive shits" - I think I even said this in front of my brother's friend, but I don't remember. My dad does not keep a plunger in the bathroom and for whatever reason he does not want me messing with the toilet (he's a control freak), so he plunged the toilet when I've clogged it in the past which is super embarrassing. After eating I felt pressure building up in my ass, which is a sign that I have poop. I told Sophia that I had to poop and she also had to so we went to the ladies bathroom. Thankfully are stalls were empty when we got there so I took the stall next to entrance of the bathroom and Sophia the one beside me. I sat down at the same time as Sophia and the second I heard her sit down I heard small plops raining down from her ass. I counted about 14. I started pushing and felt the tip of my first log coming out but it was HUGE. Sophia asked 'Sarah are you okay?' 'Yeah, it's just that this log is huge and won't come out' I answered. I heard Sophia drop some logs which sounded medium big. My log was about halfway out after 5 minutes. Sophia flushed and continued pooping out more small plops. I was jealous that she could poop so easily. After 10 minutes of straining and grunting my log finally came out and I let out a loud moan. I swear it was at least 30 inches long and 4 inches thick. It seemed like this log opened up my ass because after that I started unloading log after log, it felt like a rope of poop was coming out of my ass which broke up every 8 - 10 inches. I let out a lot of loud moans. Sophia finished pooping and waited at the sinks. After 5 minutes the toilet was completely full. Pooping so much felt too good to be thinking about doing a midway flush. I still felt far from empty but the toilet was full. So I stood up, opened my stall and went into Sophia stall with my leggings and panties still around my ankles and sat down. I finally had a short break. Sophia bursted out laughing but stopped when she saw my poop in the toilet and asked 'Are you still not done after that much??' I answered 'Of course not, that much is about the size of my normal loads and I haven't gone in a week!' 'Sarah you poop way too much' she said 'No amount of poop is too mu- ah'. I got disrupted my another wave of logs. There was no end to it. I just kept pooping and pooping but it felt amazing. I unloaded for another 15 minutes and after 30 minutes in total I filled 2 toilets. I started wiping and complained 'My ass is sore from pooping so much' Sophia laughed and answered 'Well that's no surprise since your load is worth at least 4 people's poop if they also did a big load'. I washed my hands and we left the bathroom. As we were walking out, a girl who's about our age walked into the bathroom and we heard her gasp when she opened the first stall and after opening the second stall, seeing another full toilet, she was in complete shock. We bursted out laughing and went to the next clothing store to continue our shopping.

I always hated pooping at school because I'd almost always have trouble with my turd coming out pressing against the turds already in the bowl and I'd have to flush. I don't mind having to flush so much, but the feeling of a turd sticking out and pressing against your other turds doesn't feel very good. In my last post, I mentioned that I have a friend I have pooping contests with occasionally. The poop is judged on length (time), amount, and thickness. Well, I'll post the story from our last contest...

The two giant logs I pooped out first were basically exact duplicates. Both were 20 inches long and 2.5 inches wide. The giant turd that coiled around the bowl started at the back of the toilet, near the drain, and curved around the right side of the bowl all the way to the front, where it curved to the left side and went all the way to the back of the toilet, before turning around again and going all the way to the front of the bowl in total it must have been 40 inches long and 2 inches wide, finally, my freshly formed stomach emptier. It was 10 inches long and 1.5 inches wide. It all sat in my yellow pee-water. So much waste was in that toilet bowl, and so much digested food was in there as well! I pictured what it would look like if all the food sitting in the toilet as a compacted, digested, brown mass was in its original form: all those sandwiches and chips and pasta and steak and pizza and burgers. I'd eaten it all, I digested it all, and now I've pooped it all out. And wow it felt so good to get all that poop out. Olivia said "wow that's a lot of poop." I said "yup. I can't believe all that was inside me. I can't believe I made all of that!"

I walked out of the bathroom to meet Lauren and Olivia, feeling significantly lighter and soooo relieved. "Feeling ok, Avery?" asked Lauren. I said "After what I just made in that toilet!? Absolutely! What about you?" Lauren said "I feel so relieved. I pooped so much, it was incredible. What about you, Olivia?" Olivia said "I've been full and bloated all day, but now I'm empty! I pooed everything I could poo, and peed until my bladder was dry. All my potty is gone!" I said "well girls, looks like that was a very productive bathroom break." Then, we all went back to our lunch table, having been gone for 12 minutes, feeling completely relieved. By the way, I convinced Olivia to check out this site (she really likes pooping). Hopefully she'll post a few times! Bye for now!

My anus stretched wide to accommodate a thick, firm, turd. The first part was knobbly but it smoothed out as it kept coming. I don't think there are words for how good it felt to finally be able to take a dump. I was definitely glad I'd not done this in the toilets at work, as I definitely was stinking the place up good, even with the bathroom fan running. The thick turd felt like it would never stop. It grew so long I couldn't push it out anymore while sitting down. More and more kept coming out of me as I stood up more and more. Eventually when the turd finally did end, I was nearly standing up straight. I actually felt a rumbling in my stomach and I thought "there can't possibly be more, can there?!" There wasn't. Just a lot of excess gas. Big, loud, long farts. Maybe seven or eight of them. When I was sure I was all done, I looked in the toilet at my creation.

One end of the turd was plugging up the drain at the back of the toilet and it curved around the whole bowl twice over and then stuck straight up in the air and the tail of the turd was actually flopped onto the seat of the toilet. I think this beast must've been at least four or maybe even five feet long in total. It was gigantic! This was by far the biggest dump I've ever taken and also by far the smelliest, probably on account of most of the turd being out of the water. Speaking of, I could barely see any of the water in the bowl, it was all obscured by my turd.

I knew there was no way this thing was flushing, so I set right to plunging it. I got everything down alright, and then I set to wiping myself, flushing again to send the paper down, then one final time after using the toilet brush, to remove the lingering skid marks. The bathroom still stunk very badly though. I sprayed a bunch of air freshener, closed the toilet lid, washed my hands, and then closed the bathroom door but left the fan running to hopefully air it out.

Nowadays, when I'm done, I'm done. I'm empty. I also get a quasi-sexual feeling when a big poop comes out of me. If you research the vegus nerve, you'll read that taking a big poop can actually stimulate an orgasmic feeling. It was the biggest dump I had taken in awhile But my day-after-Thanksgiving BMs tend to be. I've buddy dumped with Tati more times than I can remember, but there was only one time we clogged a toilet together. We were at a Wal Mart and we both really needed to shit. We got to the ladies and all the stalls were occupied except for the handicap stall. We really couldn't wait, so we each sat on a side of the toilet, with our asses touching, and we pooped. I hadn't gone in a couple days and neither had Tatiana, so we filled the bowl, pretty much. It was quite a sight-thick long turds piled on top of each other. We wiped, and I attempted to flush it but it nearly overflowed. So we left and found an employee, and told her somebody had clogged the toilet in the handicap stall-we were both too embarrassed to tell the whole truth.

I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet for close to half an hour and tried with all my might to get the load to budge. I farted a few times, all very loud and very long like the fart I described earlier. Nothing came of that session, except I was exhausted and red in the face. I knew I would need to do something about it. I went to the store to buy a suppository. It was quite awkward buying it. I returned and applied the suppository. It took effect about another half hour later and I felt a tremendous urge to poop.

I again sat on the toilet and this time was able to evacuate a ton of poop. I filled the bowl and flushed three times and more poop was still coming. At that point, an incredibly thick, long log came out of me. It crashed into the toilet bowl, and I could tell by looking between my legs that I needed to flush again. I did, but the monster log didn't budge. I was still feeling quite full, but I didn't want to keep going and destroy the toilet. But I didn't think I could hold it long enough to unblock the toilet either.

Thinking quickly, I realized I had a wastebasket in my room that had a plastic bag for a liner. I had emptied it the night before, so there was no trash in it. I squatted over the can and began to poop. More and more came out and I filled a good portion of the bag. I felt like I might be done, so I went back to the bathroom to wipe and work on unblocking the toilet.

I finally got the toilet unblocked and then sat down to wipe, but I realized I had to poop even more. I could hardly believe it, but the urge was undeniable. I filled the bowl and flushed and then pooped out a few more turds before I felt done again. Then I wiped thoroughly and flushed the last of my enormous dump down. I went out to get three more plastic bags and returned to my room. I pulled the plastic bag I'd pooped in out of the trash can and put it in another bag, then that bag inside the third bag. I put the last bag back as another liner for my trash can, and then tied the pooped-in bag shut and took it down to our big trash can outside to throw it out.

So, yeah, that's the story of the biggest poop I ever took. Although the relief I felt after finally going was indescribable and unlike anything I'd ever experienced before, I hope to never go that long without pooping ever again. comes banging on the door as hard as as she can. so i put on a towel, and open the door. as soon as i twisted the knob, she rushed in and and told me she can't hold it any longer. then she sat on the toilet and took the BIGGEST dump i had ever seen. she let out a series of plops and splashes for about 3 minutes straight! then she stood up and started for the tissue when she says uh oh and sits back down. then she released a god knows what that almost lifed her off the seat. i was standing there looking stunned. then she stood up and got some toilet paper and wiped. by now the smell was beyond horrible.it was so strong i could taste it. i also heard her roommates complaining about the smell form outside of the bathroom. i was amazed. this 120 pound girl stunk up the entire two room hotel suite in one five minute dump! still sitting on the toilet, she apologized for the incident. i said it was okay and then she stood up, pulled up her pants, kissed me on the cheek and walked out. she didn't flush the toilet. i looked in and almost passed out. all i saw was shit. no water and no gaps. just shit. her shit pile was so thick that when i flushed the toilet the first time, it didn't move! it took 6 flushes to get down! I have never really had to drink prune juice before, but I bought some yesterday, and I drank a glass in the evening and again this morning, on top of my normal daily diet, which is already loaded with fiber.

As I drove to work I started farting again. These were loud and long but they smelled strong too, which is unusual for my gas. I was working in my office when I started cramping. The cramps began to feel almost like labor pains. "Jill" the owner of my pharmacy and mayor of our town, saw that I was in pain. I explained the situation and told her that I needed the toilet but I didn't think I could make it. I could not move!

Jill sprang into action and brought the trashcan over to where I was standing and said, "I will close the door and get you some toilet paper." I replied, "I have plenty in my purse if you will bring it to me as well."

She closed the door and flipped the lock so that no one would disturb me. I lowered my slacks and panties and hunched over my desk and rested on it. My stomach cramps were awfully painful and strong, but the stool was so thick that I did not begin to defecate immediately. My cheeks spread and anus domed but the doodie had not begun to pass. Then I got hit with a major cramp and slowly the biggest, thickest log began to slither out of me. It curled into the trashcan, and looked like a giant snake all curled up. I think that at its thickest point it was at least 2.5 inches, maybe more, but no thinner than 2 inches. Because it was not laying in the trash can long, I could not guess how long it it was. But it had to be 18 inches at minimum. I took a picture with my phone.

Not long after that I farted and a thinner and softer log began to exit. It broke off followed by another that was softer and each moved faster until the solid became more soft and mushy. But it kept coming as my stomach kept cramping. I farted one last time and followed up with an almost liquid wave.

When I looked into the trash can the huge snake that I passed initially was now covered in a pile of mushy poop. My stomach felt so much better. I took another picture.

I wiped with my Goodwipes and then dry toilet paper. My office smelled horrible. I tied up the bag and lifted my slacks and panties and just sat down in my office chair. I was exhausted. Jill text me to see if I was OK. I replied to give me a minute but feeling better. I pulled a couple of more garbage bags and tied the original in them and went out back to our public garbage can.

Then I asked if Jill could bring a candle to burn in my office. She picked out a nice Fall scent and brought it to my office. When I opened the door, I could tell that she was taken aback by the smell. I opened a window and let the candle burn.

And, as I began to serve my customers, I wondered what they would think if they knew what all just came out of me!

i took the biggest dump EVER! i was at the mall with my boyfriend, when i felt a beast lurking in my stomach, i probably shouldn't have gotten a pretzel from auntie ann's (best pretzels EVER) that feeling hit my bowels at the speed of sound. this dump felt so big, it was almost as if my ass was starting to swell with crap. I could tell this was ether gonna be really gooey and thick or really chunky and mushy. i whispered to my boyfriend that i had to take a massive shit. i grabbed his hand and went off to look for a bathroom, by now i was getting really desperate and had to stop every now and then to squeeze my cheeks together ( i can only hold my crap for about 6 minutes at the most). i thought to myself " why did you have to wear a thong today?". i saw the family restrooms and opened the door, as i did this i let out a massive bubbly-wet fart that i'm sure half the mall heard. i led him in and locked the door. i put my ass to my boyfriend and slowly pulled down my skin-tight jeans and thong, just to kinda give him a little show of my bubble butt that he loves soooo much. i nestled myself on the crapper and leaned forward. what happened next could only probably be compared with a nuclear bomb going off. THE LOUDEST wet fart blasted out followed by the biggest wave of mush i have ever done in my entire life literally exploded out. this wave lasted 5 minutes non-stop. my feet were actually lifted off the floor and my hands were latched on to the side of the toilet as another wave passed, this time lasting 5 minutes again. the sounds i was making could only be compared to 10 gallons of mud being detonated into the toilet. 5 more waves blasted out each lasting 3 minutes. by now my belly was starting to ache. i felt my butthole dome and this 1 1/2 foot soft serve coil flowed out, this trigger 4 more waves of chunky chili like poop. i felt like i was almost empty. then, this bubbly-wet fart blasted out for like 25 seconds, i was done. i adjusted my butt slightly and literally felt mush on my cheeks, the pile of mush had reached the brim of the toilet! i got up to wipe and saw that there was literally so much poop that it was starting to drip out the sides of the toilet. my mouth dropped open. my boyfriend looked in the toilet in shock and squeezed my butt and asked how an ass like that can make so much poop. well there was absolutely no point in flushing. so i wiped and it took me 20 wipes to get all of that shit off of my butt and around my hole. i just threw the paper in the trashcan and pulled up my thong (which had a brown stain on it, grrrrr) and pulled up my jeans. the question for me is how 120 pounds can make 12 pounds of shit, i just don't get it. My friend Kelly and I have always loved to poop. We love the feeling of going, but also the feeling of not going. Holding my poop back for days and days and then finally doing a huge load is amazing. Sometimes, Kelly and I have pooping contests, to see who can do the biggest load.

We had one yesterday, in fact. I'd lost the last several contests and so I was trying to eat tons of high-fiber foods to be able to win. Over four days, I ate two full boxes of bran cereal and tons and tons of fruits and vegetables.

The day of the contest arrived and Kelly and I met up at her house. She had two newspapers unfolded on the floor for us to go on. We took off our pants and squatted over our papers. "Ready, Set, Go!" she said, and the contest was on.

Kelly started pooping first and I was only farting a bit. Then I felt everything ready to come out. Once I started pooping, it just keep coming and coming. Log after log came out and I wasn't sure if I'd ever stop.

When we were both finished, we compared our piles. I had produced a huge pile made up of tons of small logs. Kelly's pile was also huge, but hers was clearly only two or three fat, long logs. It was difficult to say who had won. We needed to actually measure the piles to find out whose was bigger. In the end, it turned out I had won, but not by much. It was our closest contest we ever remember having. known for making thick, VERY VERY long shits. Yesterday I woke up with a SERIOUS urge to shit. I ran into the bathroom, raised up my nightgown, pulled down my panties, and plopped down on the toilet seat. After a few minutes of waiting, watery shit (it was like melted chocolate ice cream that someone stirred up!) EXPLODED out of my ass and into the toilet. hopped from one foot to the other as I flushed the toilet, then spun around and landed on the seat. After about another thirty minutes, I was sweating and still shitting. I moaned and felt something trying to come out. The toilet was full, so I flushed. I pushed. I felt a thick shit slide out of my ass. It circled in the toilet and was probably two feet by now. As it kept circling, I assumed it was four feet! I flushed, and the shit broke. However, the shit kept circling. It kept circling, and it reached four feet again! I flushed, then diarrhea rushed out my ass. I stopped spraying diarrhea and wiped. Ooh, it felt creepy.

There was a pile of seven VERY VERY LARGE shits, five inches thick and each about three feet long. Next to that were many, and I mean about 12, big piles of diarrhea. Now I was really needing to go too, so I pulled off my skirt and panties. I peed for about ten minutes, then started pushing with all my might. A big shit plopped on the ground, followed by eight more, each a little larger than the other. "HHH, UGGHHH," I groaned as I pushed out the tenth humongo shit. Diarrhea sprayed out my ass, leaving a large pile. I stood there, sweaty and completely nude (our house has a very tall fence and it was HOT!). Pretty soon my diarrhea-flow went faster and sprayed harder. I was covered in sweat,About two hours later, I finished. I picked up the roll of TP on the ground and wiped my brown ass, then got in my clothes. My eyes got wide, I pulled down my skirt and panties, and shit some more

'd heard about fiber powders and how they make your poop bigger, so I went out and bought some Benefiber. Everyday I ate like a horse and I took the Benefiber everyday and just held my poop as long as I could. For the first couple of days I took the amount it said to take. After 2 days, I really had to poop, but I wanted to keep holding.

Surprisingly, the first days were the hardest and lots of very intense urges, but after the fifth day, even though I was still taking the Benefiber, I basically stopped feeling the need to go. Occasionally I'd feel a minor urge but they would always pass in less than five minutes and was easy to ignore. I decided to take more Benefiber just to see what would happen. Several more days went by and I was still holding it in.

Each day I was noticing my stomach was hurting a little more and I could eat a little less. After two full weeks of holding, my stomach was just incredibly aching all the time and I could barely eat anymore. I knew I desperately needed to get all of this poop out of me, even though I still wasn't feeling any of the familiar urges. I tried going to the toilet and sitting for like several minutes and then I started pushing hard for some more minutes. But nothing came out except a few small farts. All the holding had definitely constipated me bad.

I took a double dose of a laxative and a stool softener and waited for it to take effect. I waited about 15 minutes and took another dose of the laxative and another stool softener. I went back to sit on the toilet and just read a book while I waited. Finally, like 20 minutes later, the laxative started working and I felt the absolutely strongest urge to poop I've EVER felt. I was glad I was already on the toilet because I just let it go immediately.

Thick but kinda soft logs started coming out of my butt at rapid speeds. I was making a cacophony of plops and splashes for a while. I kept pooping more and more, even as the poop started making weird splatting sounds as it hit the already huge pile of poop underneath me. I looked between my legs and saw my humongous pile covered all of the water and I was still going. My stomach was feeling so much better and hurting a lot less, but I knew I wasn't even close to done pooping.

I kept on pooping more and more until I realized the pile had actually risen above the toilet seat and it was touching my butt. I got into a kind of hover to keep going. I saw that my poop formed a mountain, with a wide base that covered almost all of the available space in the toilet and then the main part was in the center of the bowl and piling high. The last few logs came out of my butt and rolled down the sides of my poop mountain. I thought I was done, but I felt a big rumble in my stomach and some soft serve type poop, almost like chocolate ice cream but way smellier started oozing out. This continued for probably at least two minutes and then I finally was done for real. The toilet was already packed just with my poop so I went to the bathroom off my parents' room to wipe. It was a messy clean up job.

Then I returned to the main bathroom to unblock the toilet. It was kinda gross, but I figured the best way to do it was just to put on rubber gloves and manually remove the poop. I got two big trash bags and put one inside the other and started putting my poop in the bag. When I got down to when I thought the toilet might flush, I tried it. I was wrong but luckily the flush just failed to clear the poop and the toilet didn't overflow. I scooped out a bit more poop into the bag and tried to flush again. Then with a lot of plunging and about six more flushes, I got it to go down. I used the toilet brush to clear all of the skid marks I'd left all over the bowl and flushed one more time. Then I still had to deal with the trash bag that was probably a third full of my poop. I tied it up and took it out with the rest of the trash.