*BRAAAP*

He/Him - 25 - MDNI

[weredogphin]

auhh diarrhea is great actually. when it just flows out with no resistance... when you have to strain to stop it from coming out... and then the relief at finally being empty. also when there's so much of it and it's so intense that by the time you're done, the combination of intense sweating and the sudden expulsion of heat-retaining mass makes your whole body go completely frozen, meaning warm blankets and an excuse for cuddling... good good shit (pun unintended)

[gurglesgasgrunts]

I love all of your previous medical stuff. What about flipping the script so the doctor is the one humiliated. Like he can’t leave for the bathroom during surgery or something

I def wouldn't want to be the one they're operating on, lol. Their hands would get all shaky.

I think a situation where the doctor is helping a patient shit would be hot to think about. The patient has been constipated for a long time and they're lying on the exam table with their legs in stir-ups. A bed-pan is at the ready to catch all the hard chunks that the doctor manually hooks out of them with a gloved finger. As they massage their patient’s gut and prod their ass, the doctor's own urge starts to build.

Hearing all the pent-up farts rumble out of the constipated person has their own belly desiring to do the same. It’s like when someone yawns in front of you and you just can’t help but mirror them. One by one, small lumps of shit fall from the heaving hole in front of them. The doctor starts to match the patient’s rhythm between their own cheeks and they have to will their body to stop before their more substantial load gets squeezed into their underwear. All they can think about is how good it would feel to push.

Their patient grunts and moans. Before the doctor even knows it's going to happen, a similar grunt escapes their lips. The constipated person looks at them curiously and the doctor stammers, “Sorry, just keep pushing.” As the patient bears down, the doctor slyly rubs their own gurgling belly. Trying hard to soothe it and rub away the cramps. God, they need relief so bad. The kissing motions of their patient’s hole start to look more like a taunt than an innocent attempt at emptying their ass.

Small rocks of shit plop out of the patient as they quake and whine. They’re getting nowhere fast. But the patient is persistent. They take a deep breath and bear down, grunting loudly as they do. The sound is so primal and urgent and it’s like it triggers something within the doctor because the urge to push hits them like a ton of bricks. They leap out of their seat. There’s no stopping it.

“G-great job. Just finish that up and you can be on your way. Now, remember not to hold your bowel movements in for too long.” A short, loud fart shoots out of the doctor’s weakening hole as they back up towards the door. They wave a shaky hand towards the almost empty bedpan. “Cause this… this is what happens so um- um… urghh I can’t hold it!”

In one quick motion, the doctor arches their back and clutches their trembling knees. They cry out just as the seat of their pants balloons and ripples with a devastating amount of poop. Or maybe they frantically tear down their pants and noisily fill up the bedpan, covering the pathetic little pebbles of shit and showing their bewildered patient how it’s done.

[gurglesgasgrunts]

His body was a like a drawn bow, tense and shaking as he tried his hardest not to give in to the pressure building against his asshole.

“Stop fighting it. You stuffed yourself like a pig and now you have to squeeze it all out. Whether you like it or not.”

Sweat beaded at his hairline. His tummy rumbled and shook like a machine on its last legs. He threw back his head, grimacing at the ceiling, as a thick fart bubbled out from between his sweat-slicked cheeks.

“Oh, it’s happening. You’re gonna poop your pants, huh? You’ve been holding it for too long. Just let it happen, okay?”

He shook his head and whined.

“Here… let me feel your belly.”

You knelt and gently held his gut in both hands, feeling the weight of it. Feeling gas roll through in ripples.

“God, you’re so full. I bet if I pushed just a little…”

He gasps as you sink your palms in as far as his plump gut will allow. There’s not a lot of give. But it’s enough to force a low, hot, growling fart into the seat of his pants. It was the final fart before his body completely betrayed him.

You felt his belly shudder in your hands. His face scrunched up. And then he was straining. His panting breaths became a drawn-out groan. It shook in his throat, cracking with pressure. Uhhnnngghhhh…

You could hear the crackle of a thick load beginning to stretch him wide open. He broke for breath and his belly puffed in your palms before tensing as he bore down again. Another long grunt, his voice breaking around the edges and vibrating under the strain.

“Good boy… let it all out for me.”

[weee99]

Poop edging 🤤

A had been desperate to go all day. He woke up late for work, and had spent the time he should have used for getting ready on the toilet. Desperately pushing, face red as a hard lump held him open. Sinking back into his guts painfully whenever he released a push. Not wanting to be late for work, he gave up and got ready for a long, painful day. His hole pulsed weakly the whole ride there, his body making sad attempts at forcing out what he needed to hold in. A was a shy pooper, and absolutely refused to use the bathrooms at his work. So his only option was to hold it all day. It couldn’t be that hard, he had gone this long while holding it anyways.

As he arrived at his job, his face paled as he realized his body was very much ready to unload now. His day had been a blur of panicked turtleheading and embarrassing squirms. Every few minutes he’d have to smile and chat through horrible tummy cramps. They left him feeling breathless and sore. Just as he was about to finally, finally make it home, a stranger came up to him. Actually, it wasn’t a stranger, but his coworker, B. A cringed internally, he had really embarrassed himself in front of her today. If his squirming and muffled whines hadn’t been enough of a giveaway, he’d let out several humiliating bursts of gas while they had been working together. Other than a few genuinely worried comments about his wellness, she seemed unbothered by his bathroom troubles.

Her demeanor seemed quite different now, she stood in front of his door, and more importantly, the way to the fucking bathroom. She had a sweet grin on her face.

“Nice to see you, b, but I’m really in a hurry, if I could just talk to you some other ti-“

B slid in front of A, blocking him from the door.

“B, please-ah!” His stomach growled loudly, verbalizing his horrible situation.

“Please, just let me in!” he didn’t even have the gall to be mad or make demands, his mind was clouded by the need for relief.

“Let me come in with you” B asked, although it was clear no wasn’t an option. Face burning, A let B into his house, attempting to come to terms with the fact she’d totally hear him using the bathroom like this. That was why he had gotten so desperate in the first place, he refused to use the bathroom where someone else might hear.

“Bend over and take off your pants”

“Wha-mmn!!” A bent over, his hole twitching to keep in a thick log, which was only the beginning of his mess.

“I’ll let you use the bathroom if you listen to me” B said, and immedialy A obeyed, mind almost broken by his need tend to his aching tummy.

He lay over B’s lap under her direction , with his ass pointed toward her, only covered by his boxers.

“Unclench when I tell you to, but you’re not allowed to use the bathroom yet”

“What”! A cried, I’ll poop myself if I do that!!”.

“Don’t worry, I’ll help” B said gently, spreading her legs so that she could put one hand under his tummy. She rubbed it gently, and her other hand pressed against his asshole, her fingers tracing around his quivering hole

“Let go” B rubbed his tummy, which would have felt quite nice under different circumstances

“Aaagh-fuck” A loosened his hole, the log already starting to breach and touch his underwear. He began to panic when he realized he couldn’t suck it back

“B please, I can’t I’m gonna poop it’s coming out!” A cried, the log moving slowly as A tried to pinch it off. It was too big to cut in half, so it held him open.

“Don’t worry, poor thing, I said I’d help” B cooed, and began to push her finger against the hard log, slowly pushing it back in.

“Ow ow! Ah, That’s!” A groaned, feeling the log get pushed back inside, making him feel impossibly full. His tummy clenched at the intrusion, attempting to force the waste out of him despite B’s hand blocking the way. It caused him to let out several horribly embarrassing wheezes and grunts as he pushed involuntarily. His face a bright shade of red from humiliation. Farts popped out around the log that was holding him open, which made him feel a little bit better. He relaxed a bit in B’s lap, overwhelmed by just the tiniest bit of relief.

B continued to rub his tummy and whisper encouraging words until the next wave of cramps hit. Once again B ordered A not to clench. The turd began to slowly make its way out again, leaving B a whining mess. This time A waited untill the turd began to peak through the fabric of A’s underwear before she decided to stop him. B pressed her hand up against A’s shit, once again stopping the progress of his mess. A squirmed, tears pricking his eyes from the stretch and the embarrassment of his situation.

Suddenly, A paled and his eyes grew wide. His stomach gave a very unpleasant gurgle that came with a telltale ache in his tummy that told him that the poop behind this bout of constipation was not solid. B let out a sob as his stomach rolled, desperate to get the liquidy shit out, but B was basically using his turd as a butt plug. Eventually a few squirts of diarrhea shot around the log, staining his underwear. A sobbed, fully crying now, as little by little he soiled himself

“poor thing” B muttered, looking a little suprised at the mess A was making.

“your tummy must hurt a lot, hm?” A looked back at her, nodding pitifully. He was too damn cute to resist, B wasn’t enough of a sadist to deny the sickly boy in her lap any longer.

“Ok, ok, I’m sorry for being so mean darling, you can let go now” she removed her hand from his ass and now focused solely on rubbing his slightly distended stomach. He must have been holding for a while.

“Thank you thankyouth-mmH” A’s blabbering was cut off by a horrible cramp, and the log B had been tormenting A with for so long finally began to slide out. The log was surprisingly short, constipation leaving it more of a ball of shit than a proper log. Several of those shot out of A as he held onto B, using them as an anchor to push even harder. Finally a proper log begin to stretch at A’s entrance. It took them a few minutes to grunt it out, their hole quivering around such a large mass. A sighed with relief as it popped out, but a gurgle in their tummy signaled another. Which they did their best to work through, then another, and another, and another. A was so tired, how was it still so big! He vowed to never hold his poop like this again.

“I think that’s a good idea” B’s gentle voice ring from above him. He hadn’t realized he’d spoked aloud, too caught up in his own intestinal misery. She bought a hand to his tummy and gently palpated it, A gave a hard

“nghhh-!” As he pushed out another rock hard stool. He panted and nearly had his eyes rolled back, the effort of passing this movement leaving him shameless in blissful relief. B smiled down at him, feeling slightly bad for forcing him to do this. But it was for his health! She noticed how little he used the bathroom, this was for his own good. Her hand flinched in surprise as a monstrous churn came from A’s belly. She did her best to give him some comfort as the sludge that had been held behind everything started to force its way out. It filled all the space between his previously solid mess.

Lazy gurgle and farts pushed into the fabric. A sniffled and pushed his face into the pillow in front of him, doing his best to muffle himself as he was left at the mercy of his bowels. One last splash of liquid pushed into his underwear, finally signaling the end of his mess. Unable to cope with everything that just happened, A promptly passed out in B’s lap, body still forcing out small toots. B smiled and decided to let him rest, they could deal with clean up later.

[grossgirl34]

Very obsessed with pushing as a concept and a bodily process. My entire interest in and fascination with pooping rests on the concept of pushing. The urgency of it, how instinctual it is. How, in those seconds, the entire body is engaged, exerting muscle power to expel waste. It’s animalistic, completely uncivilized, and strictly inescapable: we all do it.

I love seeing someone poop up close and hearing, from the way their breath hitches very slightly, that they’re starting to push. You see the muscles around their inner thighs flex, and the wrinkled knot of their anus twitches and starts to relax. You hear them let go of a breath. Their thighs relax and their anus tightens again. I love knowing a primal urge just swept over their body for a couple seconds, I love knowing their entire body and mind just squeezed together. I want them to tell me how it feels, if it turns them on or if it hurts or if it’s a relief. I want to watch them push and breathe, grunt and sigh, grimace and groan as their big poop is rhythmically ejected out of their body; push relax push relax push push push. The soft winking of their empty hole after, pulsing with aftershocks of straining.

Also obsessed with this especially when it’s involuntary. It’s one thing to feel your body’s urge and get swept away in pleasurable effort, but it’s another thing to fight the urge with every single cell in your body, only to feel yourself getting weaker, seeing in tunnel vision as your autonomic nervous system start to betray you. You suddenly stop clenching your thighs and holding your hands over your bottom. You can’t help how your knees spread and bend just slightly, how your eyes zone out and start watering. Your tummy clenches and a grunt forms in your throat. You hear it come out of your mouth while you feel the tingly sensation of your bum opening up. It’s happening, you think, as you briefly recover control of yourself, only to surrender once again when a wave of urgency passes over your stomach. The grunt that comes out of you is humiliatingly childish, but you have no concept of humiliation right now. You’re caught in the effort, ruled by tides of peristalsis until your body is empty. I want to see it turn you on, to have your bodily autonomy compromised.

Anywayyy whos with me

[grossgirl34]

Underrated Scat Mini Details I Love

Saying “I can’t hold it” while actively pushing. Red face, grunty voice, etc

The subtle shift in expression when someone goes from relaxed to focused as they start pooping. It’s like you can visually track their gradual surrender to nature, the moment they shift from competent adult to animal relieving itself.

Solid accidents in uncommon places. Being on a bumpy bus ride that makes your turtle-heading poop bump against your hole over and over like it’s trying to pry you open from the inside. Being in the crowd at a big area game, struggling with all your might not to relax your bum, then seeing your red face pop up on the megatron right as your gut decides to bear down and work that poop out. Being stuck in an elevator with important colleagues when your poop decided it’s time to come out and despite urgent clenching, you’re forced to stare your colleagues in the face as your hole gapes open.

Side note: solid accidents are almost *more* embarrassing because it’s like…you couldn’t hold that? Not being able to hold a loose liquidy poop is one thing but not being able to hold a big solid poop? Childish incompetent incontinent behavior

I’ve harped on about this before but vocal pooping >>> announcements like “it’s coming out”, “I’m going”, “I’m pooping”, “it’s happening” etc it’s so good idk why

[bull-stink]

The idea of having a massive stomachache, blowing up the bathroom, and hearing muffled whimpers from the other side of the door. Suddenly opening it, catching a poor, unsuspecting perverted sub touching themselves while spying on me, embarrassed to be found out as such a depraved little slut, trying to say it's just a misunderstanding...

I'm not done in the bathroom, though, and while they need a punishment, I'm clearly a nice, understanding dom, so I'll simply give them EXACTLY what they want... Forcing them down to their knees, pressing my ass up against their face and letting out the wettest, sloppiest farts. Forcing their mouth open as they gasp for air, only to let out a torrent of diarrhea into their face. Commanding them to lick me clean between waves, knowing damn well more is coming. Making them completely into my little toilet slave for the night...

If they didn't want it, they shouldn't have spied on me in the first place... <3

[unloadingrelief]

I needed to share this SOMEWHERE-

I was feeling really backed up after all of the carbs and starchy foods over the holidays so I decided to give myself an enema. It felt so good to feel the desperation and urgency building as my bowels stretched with water. I got hard from the feeling, but also knowing that relief from my constipation was coming so soon.

I stopped filling my ass once I couldn’t take it anymore and got up to sit on the toilet. I tried to hold it for as long as I could just to enjoy the desperation, but my hole started leaking instantly; weak from the sheer volume of water and shit in my intestines.

It wasn’t so much of a full release, but a slow dribble and the occasional spurt when my hole twitched. At this point I was rock hard and starting to drip pre-cum, so I began to jerk off slowly. Over time I felt myself getting more and more desperate to release all of my backed up shit and my cock was throbbing even though I was hardly touching myself. When I couldn’t take how desperate and turned on I was anymore I decided it was time to FORCE myself to lose control of my load.

I continued lightly touching myself and began to push on my stomach, massaging it firmly and pressing my bowels in and downwards towards my hole… I began to massage slowly, but suddenly I couldn’t help myself. I gave one quick, hard push into my gut. I moaned and cried out slightly as I felt it coming-

I lost COMPLETE control of my bowels.

A torrent of water and HARD nuggets of shit rushed out of my hole, massaging every nerve ending. It sounded like dozens of cannon balls hitting the water one after another. I kept pushing on my stomach harder with every wave of shit until out of NOWHERE I came SO HARD it shot onto my stomach. The orgasm was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It was a mix of massaging my cock, the fullness and desperation of my bowels stretched to bursting, the pressure of the water on my prostate, and the orgasmic relief of the two days worth of waste shooting out of my hole in one quick instant.

Safe to say, I can’t wait for the next time I’m constipated!

[silasmasterking]

Face Fuck Shit Fuck

Last night I hooked up with the dude that ate my ass until I shitted in his mouth again. A couple hours before coming over, he instructed me to ingest two bottles of magnesium citrate again and come over prepared to shit. The laxatives hit me kinda sooner than expected so by the time I finally got to his house I was super desperate for a massive shit. Once there I let him know this and he just asked me to try to hold it for a little longer. He stripped me of my pants and boxers and left me alone in his room while he went to get a surprise. When he returned, he had on a black latex face mask that had a long skinny dildo attached to the mouthpiece. I instantly knew what was up so I bent over and as he started to worship my ass. Teasing me with the tip of the dildo at first. The whole time I’m in agonizing pain with the need to shit. While he teases me, I slowly release wet farts. This leads to him putting the tip of the dildo on my hole before working its way inside. Once completely inside my hole I feel huge pressure in my guts. My bowels want release ASAP. He wiggles the dildo around in my ass before slowly sliding it out. As he slides out, I can no longer hold back. My bowels begin to release the massive load of shit I have within. Creamy wet mushy diarrhea blast out of my hole and so does the dildo. But not for long as he instantly rams it back into my hole deeply and begins to rapidly fuck me with his face mask dildo. With each fast paced stroke, more and more wet diarrhea oozes out of my hole. Leaking everywhere. It feels so fucking good to finally release my load and get fucked while doing it. His dildo is perfect. It is going deep in my ass and hitting all the right spots. The more he fucks me the more I shit and fart. Shit is all over the dildo and his face mask. It is all over his chest too. Leaking down my hard dick and puddling beneath me. There is a lot of shit too. I’m surprised I was able to hold it for soo long. Dude continued to fuck me for about 10 more minutes until I had reached my climax. Without warning, I start cumming beneath myself. With my hard dick just dangling between my legs, my cum shoots out on to the massive pile of shit that is below me. He hits me with a couple of deep slow strokes before finally pulling out. Slapping my ass then fingering my hole a little, I am in complete exctasy. He removes his face mask and fingers my hole and plays with my dick a little more before I finally come down. He invites me to his shower where I get cleaned up while he cleans the mess in his room.

[secretlygross]

ok can we talk abt group shits? a group of friends having only one toilet, or, if they're desperate and without a toilet, some sort of bin or container to be the makeshift toilet, they have to share and so they all take turns shitting in it, different colors and consistencies of shit piling on top of each other like the world's most disgusting parfait, combined with some of them needing to piss, so there is a thin layer of piss surrounding it...how they're going to flush or where they're doing to dispose of their waist, they don't know....

oooooh y'all have got ideas I hadn't even considered damn 😳

something I love about multiple people shitting at once is the noises that differ between each person, grunts or moans or sighs, gas or crackles or stomach rumbles,, whether they're shy or shameless.... oof 🥴

[unloadingrelief]

Hey folks! I’m looking for video/audio recommendations related to a post I recently reblogged: I’m trying to find videos or audios that feature people being vocal or verbal while pooping… Like talking about how desperate they are for relief or how desperately they are trying to hold it in. Or talking about how they’re losing control while they mess themselves. Bonus points for a little embarrassment added into the mix! Oh! Expressing how relieved they are verbal or non-verbal is great too! I’m into any gender, but in this scenario I’m partial to masculine presenting people! Thanks in advance!

A few examples from the post I reblogged:

- “i’m gonna poop!” something about preemptively announcing an uncontrollable accident

- “i can’t stop it!”

- “it’s pushing into my pants”

- “it’s too big/wide/hard, i can’t squeeze it out!”

- “oooh i’m going poop, i’m pooping”

[kronetk]

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Where will you be when diarrhea strikes? That is a question that the star player of this varsity girls’ basketball team is all too reluctant to answer, when she finds nature calling during the big game. And what a fucking ringtone, that nature. She remembers pigging out the night before, and now finds herself paying the price for her gluttony. As well as for some new shorts. And maybe shoes. Definitely underwear.

I guess that fifth heaping bowl of chili really wasn’t a good idea, especially when coupled with the extra helping of fibrous cereal and, of course, that ‘nasty’ protein shake. But, what do you expect, a healthy girl’s gotta eat.

Download link - hope you enjoy! https://mega.nz/#!O98gmAKa!TSs0pirhIWvc6y_wk3Tt3U6KGsW_wDYi3eIgRJF1XjY

The song in the background is Dirty Harry by Gorillaz.

Fun fact, she doesn’t even wipe.

[ewhot]

talking while pushing out poop

- “ooh, it’s coming out😣”

- “it’s a hard one”

- “nnnngh...push...”

- “i’m pooping” (it’s so simple but so effective)

- counting and pushing (“1, 2, 3, push!” etc.)

- “hnnnnnng!! come out, already!”

- just whining/groaning “push” to themselves as meager encouragement

[ewhot]

more!!

- “i’m gonna poop!” something about preemptively announcing an uncontrollable accident ,,,,🥵

- “i can’t stop it!”

- “it’s pushing into my pants” 🥵🥵

- “it’s too big/wide/hard, i can’t squeeze it out!”

- “oooh i’m going poop, i’m pooping”

etc 🥴

[gurglesgasgrunts]

I’ve seen memes about No Poop November and like the degenerate I am, they got me horny. It’s kinda unrealistic but imagine someone actually trying to complete that challenge. Everyone knows about it and they watch the ambitious person’s belly bloat as the month goes on. There are moments when they have to stop in their tracks and tense up. Stop their body from forcing it all out.

So many close calls. Such a round, noisy belly. It’s grown so much that skin peeks through gaps between the buttons on their shirt, showing off their navel and attracting curious pokes.

Maybe their peers want them to fail. Sly elbows bump their gut when they walk down the halls. They receive a lot more hugs and each time they damn near fill their pants when their belly is smushed against someone else’s. Everyone suddenly becomes very generous with their food and holds it up to their lips so they can have a taste. Then another bite. And another.

Poking, prodding. Pats and passing rubs. Crowding round and making immature fart noises whenever the person has to freeze and clench up. Goading them into release.

Maybe they make it to December 1st but by then they’re so used to holding it that they can’t grunt anything out. Imagine them sheepishly asking their peers to massage their belly and help them squeeze. All those hands on their gut. Stroking and pressing. Watching closely as their lips pout and their eyes unfocus. Cheering them on as they fart and finally pump out the biggest shit any of them have ever seen.

Or maybe during the night, when their body is relaxed, it all starts to slide out. They awaken to the uncomfortable, yet pleasurable, sensation of being stretched. Of being emptied with no way to stop the flow. All they can do is clutch the sheets and moan as they fail the challenge.

[tootsarecute]

The way someone’s stomach clenches up while they push out a fart and then they relax and let out a sigh of relief 😮‍💨

[imagineyourgassyotp2]

Imagine your fave being constipated and pathetically trying to push a fart out. imagine their poor little legs quaking and their hole making kissing noises as they grunt and strain, squeezing their eyes shut tight and begging for the sweet relief of passing their gas. eventually, they end up pushing hard enough to let out a massive airy fart, and after that, the farts don’t stop, and they just keep on coming out, while your fave’s eyes roll into the back of their head from the relief of it.

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[unloadingrelief]

It appears I have stumbled upon an accidental gem. I was researching fleet enemas due to some constipation I’ve been having and ended up in a review section for it. I wasn’t expecting to get turned on while I’m in so much pain backed up, but then again… 😂

(https://www.drugs.com/comments/sodium-biphosphate-sodium-phosphate/fleet-enema-for-constipation.html)