I actually am also a naked pooper because of this very problem with a dingle berry falling into my boxers. At that time I very nearly pulled my pants up with the dingle berry in my undies but caught it at the last second. I wondered if it ever happened before and I walked around with **** smeared on my balls and never wanted to risk it again so I became a naked pooper. A note- I do squat when not at home but I do a full stand when at home with my left hand spreading my left cheek open as best as possible while I gather tp Bidets worry me. I'm not sure how they work. Do you still clean up as normal and then use it to finish off? Or do you not even wipe and then spray up there and then wipe to finish? I'd imagine a stream spraying and splashing **** all over my deep in the bowl-balls and the inside of my cheeks and the toilet itself..
I've got through many diet lifestyles in my life. Nothings ever changed. I've always got stomach problems and constipation problems. For the past 2 years I've been on a low carb/dirty keto diet with fiber gummies supplements. Cheat days where I eat everything i want usually once a week. During the holidays been like 2 a week. Still same poop habits and consistency as any other diets
I do explode the back of the toilet a lot more than I ever remember. It used to be something that would surprise me but now it's almost every other ****, I shart or explode thr back of the toilet. And I already know which exact spot of my cheek gets thr messiest. Every time this one spot requires the most cleanup. I even shave my butt hole these days for cleanest wet wipe finish. Its wonderful.
That’s pretty much it. Knees at 45 degrees, Waist at around 90 degrees. So it’s not a ‘stand’ as much as it’s a half squat.
Pooping is a big deal for me. It must be a peaceful place with a loud fan and strong flush and air freshener and plenty of tp and preferably wet wipes, but a lot of tp will do as i wet it a bit. None of this is ever likely outside of my own toilet and sometimes a friends but it's usually a guest bathroom by where everyone is in the living room and kitchen. Public toilets=full on anxiety attacks. Once the bubble guts hit and I'm out in public, Its over. I've gone as far as excusing my self to go outside where I then(didnt drive to the bar this night) walked home. I shat myself and was in complete relief of all my anxiety as there was no one anywhere. I'd rather **** my pants in peace than **** in a small and dirty and overcrowded restroom at a restaurant or bar
I don’t see these catching on in the US. What an HR nightmare- a seat designed to cause pain. Side note- I sat in an OR during a months worth of endoscope procedures when I implemented a charting software for GI and ENT docs and learned from the nurses there that -almost everyone- old enough to have a phone has hemorrhoids.
