rSlash - r/Topposts I Saw Her B-Hole Hole

Episode Date: June 13, 2026

0:00 Intro 0:07 Butt hole 2:12 MIL 9:42 Writer 14:07 Safety net Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Visit BetMGM casino and check out the newest exclusive. The Price is Right Fortune Pick. BetMGM and GameSense remind you to play responsibly. 19 plus to wager. Ontario only. Please play responsibly. If you have questions or concerns about your gambling or someone close to you, please contact Connects Ontario at 1-866-531-2,600 to speak to an advisor,

free of charge. BetMGM operates pursuant to an operating agreement with Eye Gaming Ontario. Spotify. It's Jay Shetty. Are you one of those media strategy people? Scrolling through spreadsheets, searching for an audience that pays twice as much attention to your ads than they do on social? Let me introduce you to fans. And they're here with me on Spotify.

Trust me, I know fans. They don't skip. They stay for hours. They don't move on. They manifest. They're not a demographic group. They're fans. Spotify advertising.

You're among fans. Welcome to R slash top. posts where a girl at the gym has a butthole hole. Our next Reddit post is from acceptable paint. I have a funny one and a light one that we've been arguing about in my family. I'm a 25 year old woman and I attend a pretty large hot Pilates class a couple of times a week. The studio loves to squeeze as many people into the room as possible. So I always choose a spot in the back corner so only one person is in front of me and one to my right. A woman around my age came and set up in front of me where context she was a curvy girl and was wearing leggings the same color as her skin.

As we started class and went into Downward Dog, I noticed that she had a hole in her leggings right at her butthole. Like to the point that I saw her butt crack, I'm sorry, like to the point that I saw her butt crack and then hole when she stretched further. The class was starting to pick up and the music was extremely loud, so I didn't tell her. I just figured that I'm sorry, I just figured that I'd be. be the only person to witness this. This is where I feel bad. We started doing sideline work, which transitioned her to being in the front of the class, as everyone turned to the right. Now, every single person behind her could see her butthole, hole. I never told her after class. I told my

mom this, saying that I didn't tell her because if it was me, ignorance is bliss, and I hope that she would notice when doing her laundry and think, oh, maybe it's small, no one could see me. However, my mom thinks I should have told her so that she thinks maybe only I saw and that she could fix or throw them away for sure. So am I the butthole for not telling the girl in front of me at Pilates that she had a butthole hole? It's kind of strange to me, O.P., that you're only considering the feelings of the other woman in this scenario. What about your feelings? Did you really want to stare at some strange woman's butthole for the entire exercise class? If I was at the gym and working out and I could see some guy's butthole right in my face. Every time I was, I don't know, doing push-ups,

I'd be like, yo, bro, cover up the hole. Please, I don't want to see that. Screw his feelings. What about you, man? Our next Reddit post is from Monster In-Law. I thought that I had won the mother-in-law lottery until I got engaged. My fiance, Frank, and I have been together for five years, and we're getting married early next year. For most of our relationship, his family lived in another state, so we only saw them every two years or so. His mom was a amazing at first. She'd buy separate food for my dietary requirements, tell me how happy she was that Frank found me, and I genuinely remember thinking, thank God, I'll never have one of those toxic mother-in-law situations. Boy, was I wrong? The first weird shift happened after I had

a termination early in our relationship. Frank and I have always agreed that we wanted to own a home and be fully ready before having kids, and although I knew it was the right choice, emotionally I struggled afterwards. Frank asked if he could talk to his mom about it for support, and I said yes, because he deserves support too. A few months later, his mom and stepdad came to stay with us. One night, while Frank was in the shower, I was standing in the kitchen in pajamas making tea when she suddenly asked me how I felt after the abhorian, directly in front of his stepdad. Mind you, I had never personally discussed it with her before. Then she starts talking about my hormones being messed up for a year now,

while I'm trapped there clutching a mug of tea, trying not to evaporate from discomfort. I brushed it off because she meant well, but something about it felt invasive. Then came the comments. One day, Frank jokingly nagged me to eat the lunch that I had forgotten in the microwave because of my ADHD. I laughed and said, Your son never stops nagging me to eat. Without missing a beat, she replied, Well, Frank prefers curfier women because that's what he grew up around.

I'm sorry, what? For context, the only curvier woman Frank grew up around was her. I genuinely felt my soul leave my body. If my father ever implied I was attracted to men who looked like him, I would need immediate psychiatric intervention. But wait, it somehow gets worse. On another visit, Frank and I explained that we were swapping career roles temporarily so that he could leave his high-paying job and start his own business, while I worked away more to help us buy a house. Later, my mother-in-law pulled me aside privately and asked if I had enough savings to support her son financially and whether I could handle him making such a big decision. Again, ma'am, your son is a 30-year-old man, not a Victorian widow. And before anyone assumes that he's a mommy's boy, he absolutely is not.

One of the things I love most about him is that he does exactly what he wants, regardless of pressure from anyone, including her. He also shuts this behavior down. Which brings me to the engagement. Frank planned the most thoughtful proposal imaginable. Completely private, secluded mountains, every detail carefully organized. Afterwards, he was more invested in the wedding planning than I was. This man wants a wedding.

One night on the phone with his mom, I joked from the background. He's becoming a groom zilla. And she immediately replied, He just wants it over and done with because he doesn't believe in marriage. I raised him like that. Thankfully, Frank instantly shut. said, no, mom, I want to get married. And she goes, Oh, honey, I was just defending you. Defending him from what? Marrying the woman he proposed to?

At this point, I finally told Frank that he needed to set boundaries because the closer we got to marriage, the more bizarre her behavior became. When he spoke to her privately and brought up the inappropriate comments, she lost it. He called me crying because she accused me of lying, said that I was ruining their relationship, threatened to cut him off from the family, and demanded I call her. So I did, and I recorded it because at this point I felt like I was being gaslit. That phone call consisted of this middle-aged woman calling me selfish, a brat, a drama queen, and a princess. At one point she even said, I should buy you a tiara for Christmas. Meanwhile, I'm sitting there calmly thinking, are you hearing yourself right now?

Then came the line that genuinely altered my brain chemistry. Have you ever thought about how I felt hearing about your abortion from the other side of the country? I'm sorry, what exactly was I supposed to do here? Send her flowers, a sympathy hamper, thank her for my medical procedure happening inside my body. Because apparently, my termination was somehow a traumatic life event for her. She also told me that I must not know what a loving family looks like, and that I would never take her son away from her. Again, emotionally normal things to say about your adult son getting married. Afterwards, she threatened to call the police because I recorded her. Things settled down eventually,

mostly because Frank told her to stop contacting me directly. Then, unfortunately, both my aunt and her partner were diagnosed with cancer around the same time, so everyone kind of emotionally moved on. At one point, we visited again, and while watching a movie with an overbearing mother-in-law character, she actually turned red and said, Oh my God, I see so much of myself in her. And honestly, I thought that we'd finally had a breakthrough. Until today. Today, on Mother's Day, she casually informed us that she had booked the house

directly next to our bridal accommodation for our wedding week, without asking. Mind you, we haven't even sent invitations yet or told guests where the venue accommodation is or where they should book. So the fact that she somehow tracked it down early and immediately booked the house next door honestly makes it even crazier. Not only that, she also booked an extra night after everyone leave so that we could come stay with them. Respectfully, why would newlyweds leave their luxury

lakehouse honeymoon suite to sleep in the spare room next door with his mother? She also suggested that our wedding guests could come use her game rooms instead of the literal mansion that we rented to host everyone. Frank again handled it perfectly and explained that we intentionally booked the final night alone, because we wanted private time together as husband and wife. Then, because the universe hates me personally, the conversation somehow turned to future children and she said, Oh, Frank probably thinks that you'll handle pregnancy well because he watched me do it so easily.

I genuinely nearly levitated out of my chair. Why are we comparing pregnancies between me and your future daughter-in-law like you're the ex-girlfriend that he's not over? At this point, I honestly feel like every new milestone in our relationship activate some kind of emotional competition in her brain. Engagement, threatened. Wedding, threatened. Kids, threatened. I'm half expecting her to object at the ceremony and yell.

He sucked my nipples first! My fiancé and I keep trying to respond respectfully, but firmly. And he shuts her down every single time, but nothing changes. I really don't want to stoop to her level or create more drama before our wedding, but I'm honestly reaching my limit. How do you deal with someone who seems emotionally jealous of their own? own son's relationship without losing their mind, signed, a bride who fully expects her bouquet to be intercepted mid-air by her future mother-in-law. O'P, I think you're kind of missing

the situation a little bit. You keep saying that your husband or fiancee is doing things perfectly and handling his mother just fine, but clearly he's not because this stuff keeps happening. So you need to kind of figure things out before you get married, I would suggest. Our next Reddit post is from Just a Mama of Three. My husband and I are at a loss and we never thought any of our kids would want to hide something like this from us. Our daughter is 18, just finished her first year of college, and still is at home when she's not on campus. Lately, she's been acting really private, staying up super late, glued to her laptop, and always turning the screen away when anybody walked by. She was also getting weirdly defensive

if we asked simple things like what she was doing on our laptop or who she was talking to online. We started to worry it was something bad, not going to lie. Maybe some, some stranger online or some kind of trouble, because the change was so obvious. The reason my husband went through her laptop wasn't even about the writing. It was because she had been lying about where she was going, coming home hours late, and her attitude sometimes was sour with me and her dad for no reason. We were worried that she was slipping into bad habits, so while she was out with friends, he checked her laptop.

What we found wasn't drugs or some random boy drama or anything like that. It was a whole secret writing project that she had apparently been working on for more than a year. There were Google Doc drafts for multiple books, notes, outlines, timelines, character sheets, family trees, world building stuff, deleted scenes, alternate endings, and all kinds of other folders. She had separate side stories too, that she later explained were not canon to main story, and there were chats with her friends talking about plot ideas and the characters in it. The part that really got to us is that she'd started this by re-referred. rewriting parts of childhood series that she used to love, because she didn't like the author anymore,

and she wanted a creative exercise. But somewhere along the way, it turned into this entire original series of her own. I can respect her creativity. I really can, but the content itself is what upsets us. It's dark, like really dark. There's violence, betrayal, family abuse, people being manipulated, cult stuff, death, and all kinds of painful things. There are also multiple romance plots going on at once. Characters cheating, breaking up, getting back together, all of that. We also found that some of the side story she wrote had sexual content in them too. Nothing super graphic, but still enough that we were shocked. We are Christians, and while I know people write all sorts of things, it just felt very far from how we raised her. I know that doesn't

automatically make it evil, but it was a lot for us in our personal beliefs. We also saw folders labeled edits, and at first we thought that it was some kind of video or slideshow thing. We honestly had no clue. When we confronted her, she had to explain that edits are basically those fan videos people make with images and music and character clips. She has a bunch of those too, plus Pinterest boards and Sims version of her characters. It was so much stuff that it felt like she was living in this whole other world and we had no idea. My husband was mostly upset about the secrecy, and I was upset about both the secrecy and the content. We told her it hurt that she didn't trust us enough to tell us what she was doing, especially since we've

always been pretty open with her about books, faith, and what we think is healthy or not. She said she's an adult, and writers don't hand unfinished work to their parents for approval. I get that, but it still hurt. My husband said that we should take the laptop for a while and limit how much time she spends on all this until we know she's not getting too wrapped up into it. She said that was controlling and said that we had no right to police her writing because she's an adult. Now she's hardly talking to us and staying with her aunt for a few days. Her aunt says that she's just writing fiction and we should be proud that she's creative and to stop being so uptight about it. But to us, it feels like she had a whole second life from us and then acted offended when we

finally saw it. I keep thinking maybe we went about things the wrong. way, but at the same time, it's hard not to feel like this is just a harmless hobby anymore if she had to hide so much from us. O.P. is really throwing around the term, second life, a lot here. She's acting like writing fan fiction is some dark, mysterious, occult hobby. I think I get a pretty good sense for why she kept this a secret, because you and your husband are weirdos. The daughter's right, she's an adult, she can write whatever she wants about whoever she wants. Our next post is from Liz. My partner of two years decided to end things right before the holidays because he felt he needed to

explore the world as an unattached individual and discover who he was without a safety net. The twist? We had planned a trip months prior and I'd used 150,000 of my personal hard-earned airline miles to book his first-class tickets. A week after the breakup, he texted me, Hey, just checking into my flight app, and I don't see my boarding pass. Did the airline glitch? I had called the airline the day after the breakup, canceled his ticket, and deposited the miles back into my account.

I texted him back, no glitch. I just realized that flying first class on my airline miles is the ultimate safety net. If you're going to truly explore the world as an unattached individual, you've got to start from the ground up. Literally, hope standby treats you well. That was our slash top post from Reddit. And if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.