Lying down on the floor, my breath hitching, I couldn't believe what I was about to do. But the anticipation mixed with fear, excitement, and curiosity were too much to resist. As I gingerly removed my panties, I hesitated for a moment before slowly slipping my fingers into my already gaping asshole. I winced at the sting of my own shit coating my insides but felt a strange thrill rush through me. I wiggled my fingers around, feeling for something strange and yet familiar. Suddenly, I felt it - a bulge in my stomach that hadn't been there before. I traced it with my fingertips, feeling it rise and fall with each breath.
The stench of feces filled the air as I pulled my fingers out of my asshole, coating them with my warm, sticky shit. I brought my fingers to my mouth and hesitated for a moment before pushing past my gag reflex. As the harsh taste of my own shit filled my mouth, I closed my eyes, savoring the repulsive yet exhilarating sensation. With each passing moment, I felt myself becoming more aroused, my heartbeat quickening.
I heard a knock at the door, breaking me out of my trance. I quickly grabbed a few wads of toilet paper and wiped my fingers clean, quickly covering my now empty Play-Doh can. The knocking got louder, more insistent, and I sighed, resigned. Padding barefoot to the door, I couldn't help but feel excited as I peered through the peephole to see who was there. My heart leapt into my throat as I saw who it was - my crush from school, BellyPantyShit.
I quickly opened the door and beckoned him inside, my mind racing with what to say. He walked in, looking around nervously before meeting my gaze. His eyes widened slightly but then he smiled shyly, a hint of mischief in his eyes. Without another word, he turned around and began undoing his pants, revealing a huge bulge in his tighty-whities. My mouth went dry as I watched him drop his pants to the floor, revealing a thick cock stretching out from his pale, hairless balls.
"You like?" he asked, a grin stretching across his face. I nodded hungrily, unable to form words as he stepped toward me, wrapping a hand around his massive cock. "You want me to shit on you?" he asked, his voice a low rasp that sent shivers down my spine. I nodded frantically, my entire body trembling with anticipation.
BellyPantyShit grabbed my wrist, guiding me over to a convenient spot on the floor. Without further ado, he lowered himself down and began pushing out huge turds, watching me intently as each one landed with a wet splat on my stomach. I groaned in pleasure as the hot, sticky mess coated my skin, mixed with my own juices.
He kept going, filling my belly with his rich, stinky shit until I couldn't take anymore. I reached up, massaging his swollen balls, coaxing out more of his viscous liquid gold. As the last turd slipped out of him, he leaned down, pressing his thick cock against my gaping asshole. I gasped as he pushed inside me, filling me up with his warm, sticky love juices.
We stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, our hearts beating in rhythm as our sweat mixed with the remnants of our filthy acts. Eventually, he pulled out of me, pulling my face closer to his crotch. I took his greatly enlarged cock into my mouth and began sucking, tasting both myself and him on my tongue.
As we bathed in the filth of our urges, I couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, I had found someone who truly understood me. Someone who loved to shit girls as much as I did.
