Morning Glory

CW: Extreme scat and water sports play. Consensual non-consent, domination, humiliation. Bodily holes, poles and fluids.

Teaser: Today we join our heroine, Skylar, as she and her boyfriend Doug wake up busting for the toilet. Of course, as you might expect, nay hope, leaving the bed is not exactly at the forefront of their thoughts. What do muck lovers do during pillow talk, and just what is a Splash Blanket anyway?

Author's Notes: This is a gruesomely filthy story, of course, and our favorite playful scat freaks get involved in some poorly thought-out dom play where consensual non-consent goes slightly wrong. Things get a bit intense, but all's well that ends well.

Beware of that, if it's not your thing.

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It's a bright, sunny day; the sort that just makes you want to take a huge breath and savor the very fact that you're alive. A gentle breeze caresses my skin as I walk along the edge of a field. In the distance a farmer is out in his tractor, doing something that's causing flocks of birds to swarm overhead.

The rumbling of large-scale farm machinery grows closer. I turn to watch agriculture in action -- who doesn't love a tractor? -- and a whiff on the breeze clues me in: it's muck spreading season and the farmer is spraying sloppy, stinking cow slurry out of a large clanking trailer behind his rig. The reek gets stronger as the tractor approaches.

To my pleasant surprise, the driver isn't some old grizzly farmer but a gorgeous farmer girl in grubby overalls and tall, black rubber boots thickly caked in, well, it looks like the same glistening, slimy cow shit she's spraying over the field. My dick springs up in my pants. The sight of a sexy girl confidently handling a massive piece of farm machinery, coupled with the fact she's clearly covered in shit herself, but in a nonchalant 'part of the job' way... yeah my degenerate brain finds that super hot.

Farm chick drives her rig closer, flashes me a wink, then hits a button and turns the spreader on to max. Slurry explodes out of the trailer and completely drenches me. I'm instantly covered in warm, slick, dripping muck and, oh Lord, the stink of the stuff is resplendent. I try to get a clear breath but it's impossible, it feels like I'm suffocating in the stench.

I open my eyes.

I'm not in a field at all. The roar of the tractor is all but an echo in my dream. There is no cute farm chick. A surge of disappointment washes over me before I figure out where I am. Skylar's lying next to me in bed, her face away from me, sound asleep. I hope her dreams are as fun as mine, but if she's dreaming, she's not showing it. Her naked, milk-white skin expands and contracts with regularity as she breaths. Her long, dark hair cascades over the pillows between us.

My girlfriend is so unbelievably adorable, and I pause to commit this moment of serenity to my deepest cerebral cortex.

Just like in my dream, my dick is standing to firm attention. Morning glory is well and truly with me today, which is pleasing; not only because having an erection next to a girl in bed is rather fun for obvious reasons, but I'm always a bit wary of being twenty years older than Skylar and am concerned I might not be able to keep up with her. Last night we fucked for hours; she's a monster and is plenty adventurous with positions and roleplay. And (I check) yup! I've spent the night asleep in a pair of her panties. She loves making me put her panties on, usually wearing them for a day or two first so they're warm and a bit stinky for me. Not that I object, no, not at all. I like how tightly her panties caress my balls, how my dick pops out the top as soon as I get so much as a semi, and how turned on I am when I think about how her dirty panties have been rubbing all over her cunt before I got inside them.

Right now, my boner is proudly waiting for something to happen.

I roll onto my right side and snuggle up to her back. A waft of moist, warm duvet air rushes out when I move. Oh, goddam! In a flash I realize that what I was smelling in my dreams wasn't the redolence of agriculture. No, it was the ripe, rancid stench of a supremely powerful fart. I wonder whose it was. I chuckle a little to myself; whoever cut this beauty deserves to be very proud. It's the sort of fart that would strip wallpaper, wake the dead and split a crowd right down the middle.

I check to make sure I've not shat myself; the stink really is that bad. No, I'm clean. I gently caress Skylar's ass. Nope, she's not shat herself either. One of us needs to go potty though, that's obvious. The growing fullness inside my butt suggests it's quite possibly me. But a few more minutes next to Skylar won't go amiss.

My little grope causes Skylar to stir gently.

"Morning." Skylar purrs fuzzily, waking up and turning her head towards me.

"Hello, my little Shit Piggie." I reply, giving her a soft kiss on her cheek. "Sorry, didn't mean to wake you."

"Mmmmm that's ok, I like it. I know you can't keep your hands off my ass, you fucking perv." Skylar's smiling, her half-awake whisper has a raunchy tone to it. Fortunately for me, she loves that I'm hopelessly perverted.

We settle together for a good morning cuddle. I run my left hand over Skylar's pert, smackable ass, pausing to explore her panties. Panties are one of my (several) weak spots; I could probably orgasm just by mere thoughts of girls in panties. Look, I told you I'm perverted. Skylar's in a pair of baby blue cotton hipsters with a lacy trim; they're comfy to sleep in, they show off Skylar's gorgeous curves to perfection and they're robust enough to handle a respectable amount of poo. When you're into panty pooping, it goes without saying there's no real point wearing a thong because they don't hold anything at all. No, Skylar is careful to choose good panties to poop in.

We fuck all the time, of course, I simply can't keep my hands off -- or my dick out of -- my girlfriend, and scat play is certainly a major part of our relationship. But it's not the only part, not by a long way, and though last night Skylar was wearing 'poopable panties' (her term) expecting things to get messy, she didn't need to shit in the end. We had a good clean fuck before falling asleep and I have absolutely zero complaints at all. Fucking Skylar in shit is fun. Fucking her cleanly is fun. You can spot the theme. But this morning has a definite air of unfinished business about it.

I finish groping her ass and slide my hand up her tum, then up to her breast.

"Well, hello, Soldier! Someone's pleased to see me?" Skylar says, feeling my boner press up against her butt.

Skyler's the proud owner of a spectacular rack. I cup away merrily, enjoying the weight of her boobs pulling downwards into the bed. I can only just get my fingers round them. Skylar reaches up and cradles my hand in hers, pushing me firmly into her chest. She really does like being fondled. She wiggles her ass against my dick.

"So, was that you or me?" Skylar's awake enough now to notice the fugue we're basking in. "Jesus Christ that's bad!" She chuckles. But neither of us is put off by a bit of a stench from under the sheets.

"Dunno." I reply, nuzzling my face into her neck, enjoying the tickle of her hair on my nose. "But yeah, I think the pong woke me up! Shame, cos I was dreaming I'd been covered in cow shit by this cute farmer chick."

"Mmmm, that'd explain why you woke up with such a boner!" Skylar grinds her ass against my dick again. I love the feeling of her flesh against me. "Farmer chick, yeah? Is that another of your kinks, you fucking perv?"

"Who doesn't love a chick in shitty overalls and smelly wellies!?" I continue. "But, yeah, also I need to take a shit."

"You stinky boy! So, this is your skank!" She chides, but she doesn't mind. "Actually, I'm kinda busting for a piss. I'm gonna have to get up soon, too. But not yet, this is too nice."

We spoon for a while. Fresh air from the open window dissipates the god-awful stench from my ass. Under the covers the heat from our bodies, locked in an intimate embrace, grows quickly.

"You're so hot" I whisper in Skylar's ear, squeezing her a bit harder for good measure.

"Mmmmm, thanks babe!" She nestles further into her big spoon.

"Ha, oh, I love you! I mean, you're all slimy and sweaty."

"Fuck yeah I am. And you forgot sticky." Skylar corrects me.

"Slimy, sweaty and sticky!" I reply, running my hand over her chest, feeling her sweat collecting between her boobs.

"Yeah, Shit Piggie is all nasty, isn't she?" Skylar breezes.

"I love it when you're all nasty."

"Shit Piggie loves being dirty and nasty for Soldier. She's all sticking to the sheets!"

"Ha. Oh, and speaking of, I do like this sheet of yours better than the old one. It's way nicer to snuggle up on."

"Yeah," Skylar agrees, "that old rubber one was just a bit 'hospital' wasn't it? Shit Piggie didn't mind, she'll get messy on anything, but she wants her sty to be comfy for her Soldier."

Last night Skylar proudly showed off her new Splash Blanket. It seems modern technology has been brought to bear upon blankets for people who have to clean up after sex with a mop and bucket; and this new blanket is super soft and fluffy and If I hadn't seen the packaging claiming it's sploshing, period sex and watersports-proof, I wouldn't have known it wasn't just a soft fluffy throw.

"Soldier sure approves of your sty, and he loves his Piggie being all filthy and grimy." I reassure my little degenerate. Skylar smiles.

"Shit Piggie is really smelly too. Does Soldier like that?"

Soldier fucking well loves it when Skylar stinks. I nuzzle my nose into her neck, her hair smells greasy and sweaty. Now my noxious fart has cleared, her warm, dirty odor fills the air under the covers. She smells unwashed, a delightful mixture of sweat, dirty body, and sex.

"When did she last wash?" I pretend to be put off, playing along.

"Wednesday."

"Hmm, three days ago. You smell filthy."

"Yeah, Shit Piggie had to go into the big bad office and didn't want all her colleagues sharing her stink. Her skank is just for you, Soldier. So, she had a bath then, but hasn't since, so she could be all dirty for Soldier."

"That's a good Piggie." I fucking adore her.

"And then Soldier fucked his Shit Piggie all last night and now she's covered in cum too!"

"So that's why you're so sticky?" I say, beaming.

"Mmm-hmm! Soldier's jizz and Shit Piggie's stinky nasty body. Here, sniff me more?"

Skylar lifts her arm and I plunge my nose into her armpit. She smells lovely in here. Her musky body odor, her slimy sweat... I give her armpit a big lick. She giggles.

"Oh, that tickles! How does Shit Piggie taste?" She asks, innocently.

"You're all salty, Christ, I wanna fuck my dirty Shit Piggie so much."

"I can tell!"

I reach down to my dick and guide it into Skylar's panties. Her ass is greasy and sweaty like the rest of her and my boner effortlessly slides between her cheeks. I thrust a little, teasing my dick around her asshole.

"Soldier! Isn't Shit Piggie dirty enough for you? What do you mean, you want to come inside her dirtiest of places?" She says, in mock offense.

"You know I'm helpless, when my dick wants something, it wants it badly." I give Skylar a harder squeeze, holding her firmly as I move my dick around. "And right now it wants..."

I don't finish the sentence. Suddenly Skylar inhales sharply, announces "oh!" and lets a loud, long, rasping fart out under the covers.

"Haha! I felt that vibrate all over my dick." I chuckle at Skylar, enjoying the warmth of Skylar's fart on me. "Well done, gorgeous. You sure you're just busting for a piss, Shit Piggie?"

"That's all Soldier's fault for prodding Shit Piggie's asshole with his big dick." Skylar pauses to let out a second, wetter, splattering noise from her butt. "But yeah, Shit Piggie needs to go all the toilets."

A fresh onslaught of stench breaks free of the covers and envelops us. It's pungent and spicy and stinks like a cross between a sewer and a public toilet.

"Goddamn, Piggie! You're so pongy!" I say with a congratulatory tone.

"Holy cow, yeah! That's what five pints and a curry does to Shit Piggie! Jesus wept!"

"Hehe, I can confirm our Lord is indeed weeping right now." I say, playfully.

We giggle together. I untwist myself from Skylar's back. A cool draft momentarily shocks us as our sweaty skin is exposed to the air. I spin Skylar around to face me. It's the first time I've seen her beautiful face this morning. Her big eyes are bright and wide awake, sparkling with lust. Her lips are cherry red, her freckled cheeks are rosy with the heat of the two of us. She's so cute.

I pull her towards me. We interlock our legs, bending at our hips to push our thighs into each other's crotches. I grab her butt and push her pelvis into my dick. She puts her arms around my neck and clamps herself to me, squashing her pillow-like boobs against my chest. We kiss, passionately, our tongues stuck in each other's mouths as far as we can get them.

"Shit Piggie's serious though." Skylar splutters between snogs. "She's busting for a piss."

I just pull her tighter into me, still kissing her. I run my hand down her back and start pawing at her butt, fingering her ass crack, enjoying the sensation of how disgustingly slimy she already is.

"And, Shit Piggie's busting to poop." Skylar reminds me, the strain of holding her guts in starting to show in her voice.

I keep kissing. Skylar slides her own hand to my ass and I jump slightly as she drags her fingernail across my asshole. I let out another loud fart.

"Yeah, so I need to go now too." I confirm. "But I don't wanna stop kissing you."

"Mmm, no, well I guess that can't be helped. I'm fucking gorgeous." Skylar says, breathlessly, dropping the animalistic role play for a moment to bare her true feelings.

"You are. I don't deserve you."

"Oh shut up you fucking cunt, I'm not a fucking trophy on a pedestal. Fucksake, Doug!"

"I just... I'm just lucky, that's all." I say quickly. Now is not the time to piss my girlfriend off, not when we're on the cusp of getting deliciously mucky.

"That's better. Too fucking right you're lucky. And too fucking right I'm lucky! The two of us, Doug. I'm so fucking happy I found you."

"Me too, gorgeous."

Another kiss.

"Yeah, imagine finding anyone else who's as fucked up as me?" Skylar says, proudly.

"Fucking impossible." I agree.

"I bet you couldn't find a different naked nympho to lie next to." Skylar whispers.

"Maybe?" I question. Naked nymphos weren't exactly queueing up for a go on me before I met Skylar, I note to myself.

"I bet you couldn't find one who's desperate to go pee."

"Other people pee, too, though." I say. I'm loving this conversation, I know where it's going but the journey is thrilling to a fucked-up scat lover like me.

"Ok, but not one who's desperate to poop."

"I guess, but everybody poops."

"Mmm yeah, that's a fair point, Soldier" Skylar pauses for a second, pretending to be thrown by this shocking revelation. "Ok, so I bet you'd have trouble finding a different smoking hot, sexy bitch..."

"A sexy bitch with a killer butt..." I interrupt.

"Ooo, that's fair!" Skylar says, proudly.

"And with giant tits..."

"Ha! You love my tits don't you, Doug! Ok, yeah, right, so I bet you couldn't find a different smoking hot, sexy scat whore who's desperate to pee, and desperate to poop, with a killer butt and knockout tits..."

"So, this other sexy bitch is a scat whore too?"

"She is! There's no way you could find another smoking hot sexy nympho scat whore. One who's desperate to roll in the slimiest, most disgusting mess you can possibly make, have you smear shit all over her naked body, smear it into her boobs, wallow in puddles of pee, pinch her nipples so hard she cries, then fuck her every way you possibly can, pin her down in the mess, fuck her really hard up her ass, fucking totally obliterate her cunt..."

"Hmm, actually you're right, I don't think I'm gonna find someone else like that." I say.

"Too fucking right you're not." Skylar pulls my head onto hers. Our foreheads and noses are touching. Her breathing is heavy on my lips and she's trembling with anticipation. Or possibly she's just desperate to pee.

"I guess I'll just have to make do with you, Shit Piggie." I say, tenderly.

"Shit Piggie just wants to play with Soldier. Shit Piggie wants Soldier to own her body. Do anything you want to Shit Piggie."

"Anything?"

"Soldier can even hurt Shit Piggie if he wants."

"Oh, I don't wanna hurt..."

"No, Soldier misunderstands, Shit Piggie wasn't asking, she wants Soldier to hurt her today, she wants to be rough. Shit Piggie loves her Soldier and wants him to really fuck her up in her mess."

"What mess?" I tease. My mind is mostly busy trying to process how Skylar wants me to treat her today. I don't think I'm a pycho, but I will admit, I can easily think of a few bad things I could do.

"The fucking mess in our butts." She says, provocatively. My excitement surges. Yeah, we're obviously going to get mucky today!

"You're sure the blanket is gonna handle the mess?"

"There's one way to find out!" Skylar grins, naughtily.

"I fucking love you, Shit Piggie."

I give Skylar's ass a rough squeeze. It's too much for the girl. In her state of desperation, she can't hold on anymore. Skylar gives the cutest little whimper and stares into my eyes.

"Eurghh. I'm pissing. Ahhhh..."

Skylar lets out a gasp of relief as a bubbling, gushing noise under the covers accompanies a beautiful feeling of warmth spreading across me. Our legs are locked together with her cunt against my dick as she fully lets herself go. Her panties are soaked in a nanosecond. She pees and pees, trembling with the excitement of the obscene taboo of letting herself go toilet in her bed.

Her pee runs across my balls, soaking my panties before running down my legs. She still doesn't stop. A cascade of urine gushes liberally out of my stunningly naughty girlfriend, runs all over me, and forms large, sploshy puddles on the bed. The Splash blanket, accordingly, handles the tsunami without trouble, containing the wetness but not letting it through. I should leave a 5-star review on Amazon.

By the time Skylar's finished pissing the bed the blanket is sodden like a sponge and makes a slopping squelch as we move around in the swamp. The warm, moist funk of fresh urine overpowers us. The first piss of the day is always strong, and Skylar's is no exception.

Skylar rolls herself around, wallowing in the froth. I run my hands over her soaking butt, unsurprisingly, finding her panties are completely soaked.

"Feeling better, Shit Piggie?" I ask.

"Furrrrrrckkkkk you betcha, Soldier!" Skylar beams back at me. "Ugh I'm so wet!"

"I can't believe how long you were pissing. We must be swimming in like a gallon or something." I'm exaggerating, but perhaps not by much.

Skylar's still grinning.

"You ready for the next part?" Skylar whispers, intimately. "I'm still desperate to poo."

"Green light, Shit Piggie." I confirm. Houston, we are go for launch!

"Shit Piggie's gonna do it."

"I love you."

"Your Piggie's going to poop."

"Yeah?"

"In her panties. Right here."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Poop in her panties for you."

"That sounds fun!"

"She's going to shit herself. Fill her panties all up with brown, sludgy mess."

"Isn't that disgusting?"

"Yeah, fucking is, but you love it, you fucking perv." Skylar smiles warmly as she whispers to me.

"Do I?" I pretend not to know just how much I really fucking love Skylar shitting herself.

"You do. You love it when your Shit Piggie poops her panties."

"You got me." I whisper, "I find that really hot."

"When your Shit Piggie's panties are all bulging full of squishy, sticky mess, and it's all over her ass."

"I'm gonna cum just thinking about your squishy panties."

"Mmm. Knew it. Do you wanna know a secret?"

"Go on?"

"Shit Piggie likes it too."

"Likes what?"

"Likes pooping her panties."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah, she likes it when it's all thick and stinky."

"Occupational hazard."

"Shit Piggie loves feeling her lumpy poo mush out of her asshole and squish into her panties."

"That's fucking hot."

"And then she wiggles her butt around and it all sticks to her skin."

"Doesn't it smell bad?"

"Fuck does it! Shit Piggie reeks worse than Satan's asshole."

"But that's part of the enjoyment, right?" I question. I mean, I know full well it is.

"Sure is! And then when Shit Piggie's panties are so full they can't hold it and her poo all squidges out."

"That sounds messy."

"Oh, yeah, it's fucking putrid."

"Doesn't it get everywhere?"

"The mess is insane! Shit Piggie gets it all over her butt and her boobs and everywhere. But therein lies the fun, Soldier!"

Skylar's obviously straining to control her guts now. I've intentionally kept my fingers away from her asshole, I don't want to tap her fudge funnel too early. She must be really desperate.

I give Skylar another tight squeeze. "It's time to get filthy, Piggie." I whisper.

"Ah fuck" Skylar utters, sharply.

"Shit Piggie?" I check.

"A bit just came out."

"I can't feel it" I say, stroking Skylar's panties. Her pert butt cheeks feel perfectly plump under my fingers, soft yet firm peaches just crying out for a squeeze. Or a spanking. But I can't feel anything untoward.

"Shit Piggie's trying to hold it in but she pooed a bit." Skylar says, sheepishly.

"But you don't have to hold it in, do you? I'm ready."

"Yeah, but it's goddamn fun for Shit Piggie to pretend she doesn't want to shit her panties, then finally being fucking destroyed by her poop as it wins the battle."

"Heh. You can't hide from your degeneracy." I smile to Skylar. I know she lives for mess, so I'm not surprised we're acting out a well-rehearsed fantasy. It's certainly raising the tension. My heart's pumping with adrenaline and I'm not even the one about to shit the bed.

"Shit Piggie's a dirty little filth.. oh fuck, OH! It's all thick and lumpy in my ass. Eurghh, fuck me. Yes!" Skylar pants, fighting against her gut which has decided it can't hold on any longer.

"I still can't feel it bulging in your panties."

"Shit Piggie's not fucking lying! She's pooped herself!"

Skylar is obviously managing to control the release of her sludgey waste like a professional. I slide a couple of fingers into her panties and guide them deeply into her crack. Yes! There it is. My fingers find a sticky, warm, lumpy mess squashed up her ass. I work my fingers around her asshole, toying with her shit. Sticky, lumpy and, holy cow, I want so much more of this.

"What did you find in Shit Piggie's ass, Soldier?" Skylar pouts.

Without answering I withdraw my hand and bring my shitty fingers up level with our faces to show her. Skylar grins and squeals with excitement.

"Ooooo! Told you I'd pooped! Fuck that's grim. Stinks." Skylar pretends to be offended but she can't hide her excitement as she tries to guess what I'm going to do with the first fingers of shit we have to play with.

"Now, what does Shit Piggie want me to do with these?" I tease my disgusting partner in crime. Or should that be, partner in grime?

Skylar shudders with excitement as I quickly reach down and violently grab her left boob. I claw at her flesh with my fingers, wiping my messy digits on her pristine skin as I do. She's not clean anymore.

The funk of freshly wiped shit hits us both head-on. The miasma, a mixture of fresh piss and smeared shit, is still breathtakingly exciting no matter how many times we defile ourselves with our messes. It's forbidden, obscene, wantonly disgusting and above all, fucking hell, it's so fun. My dick couldn't be more erect, it's crying out to be touched, to be dipped into the muck. Its time will come.

"I bloody love it when you grab me like that." Skylar stutters through heavy, aroused breaths, breaking character for a second. I reach my hand back to her ass.

"We can do a lot more than just one of your tits..." I say, leadingly, pushing her panties into her crack a little and dipping them into the lumpy mess I find within. Skylar, wide-eyed, nods. She knows what she needs to do.

I cup my hand against her ass and push her pelvis as hard as I can into my boner. Skylar moans with enjoyment. I feel her tense up. My hand feels something moving back there. Showing levels of muscle control that would make a professional Kegel tutor proud, Skylar slowly releases first a little turtle head, then a small bulge, and finally a gigantic panty-filling load. I support the growing morass of muck with my hand as her panties stretch to take the punishment. Her poo is all warm and soft through her piss-soaked underwear, the closest way I can describe it is like thick mashed potato: Slightly lumpy in places, kinda sticky but kinda sloppy at the same time. Crap, have I just ruined mashed potato forever?

I realize Skylar's been holding her breath. She finishes shitting herself and exhales, her breath stuttering as she's overcome by excitement. She might call me a fucking pervert, which is fair, but she's just as bad. Ladies and gentlemen, my girlfriend gets sexually aroused just by pooping her panties! Filthy Piggie.

"You ok, Shit Piggie?"

Skylar takes a couple of deep breaths. "Huuurghh, fu-fu-fuuuck.." she pants. "Yeah Soldier, fuck. Do Shit Piggie's panties feel nice?"

"I have literally no idea where you keep this amount of sludge, you horrible, nasty Piggie! It's so heavy back there, so warm..." Skylar smiles at me.

"Mmm-hmm! Shit Piggie's made her panties so fucking full of grossness for you, Soldier."

The ripe stink of her muck pile reaches our noses. The stench reeks just like her farts, but with the added acridity of poo suddenly exposed to the air.

"You dirty, smelly Piggie." I say, gently fondling the thick mass in her panties.

Then she whispers, incorrigibly. "So, Soldier, what the fuck are you gonna do with it?"

"Safe word is 'Neptune'." I remind her.

"I know our safe word." Skylar says, almost arrogantly.

"Or if you can't speak, three taps. Either tap me or just hit the bed. Yeah?" I continue, giving her slow, deliberate instructions.

I let her shitty bulge drop and check my hand. It's covered with a glossy sheen of piss and poo juice. Skylar looks down, then back up at me. I run a finger over her cunt. Skylar inhales sharply.

"Ok. Yeah." She pants, the anticipation of what I'm about to do to her causing her to almost orgasm at my slightest touch. Her mind must be racing; why wouldn't she be able to say our safe word to stop me? What the fuck am I about to do to her?

I say, with slow, precise words, "Shit Piggies like to roll in filth, don't they?"

Skylar just nods, trying to act nonchalant but not quite managing it. I catch a flicker of desperate eagerness behind her big, dark eyes. I count to five. She takes a deep breath. I am such a cunt, teasing her so. 'Ok', I say to myself. 'Let's have some fun.'

Quickly I push myself up, throwing off the covers. I look down at Skylar, lying there on her side, her left hip sunk into a large puddle of piss. The Splash Blanket has done a marvelous job of holding the liquid, none has soaked away at all, instead it's gathered at the lowest part of the bed underneath our bodies. The cool pee splashes against me as I maneuver myself into position. I peer round to Skylar's ass. Her panties are desperately straining back there, only just managing to hold her colossal shit against her ass. Some has already started to sludge out of her leg holes and mix with the pee on the blanket.

I grab Skylar's hips and flip her over onto her back. She moans as the poo in her panties squishes under her. It makes a slick, squelching sound as her butt is pushed into the muck and her panties finally lose the battle against their fetid charge. Poo squelches up Skylar's back and along her gusset. It touches the edge of her cunt and she cries out in wicked pleasure.

I position my hands on her hips, tease my gingers into the tops of her panties and carefully, but determinedly, pull them down. For a delightful second or two the morass in her panties holds together, sticking the fabric to her skin, but as I keep pulling the shit separates. Half stays stuck to her ass; her cheeks no longer pristine but just as beautiful covered in poo. Half comes away in her panties, an insidious, thick, repulsive slick coating the insides of the wretched cotton.

Leaving thick brown skid marks down her legs, I pull her panties off completely. I hold them in my right hand and admire what I see. They're heavy. Skylar's sticky turd is spread out over the gusset where her ass squished them into the bed. I drop them into a piss puddle with a splash.

I part Skylar's legs and climb over. Her labia are completely engorged. The cunt juice dripping out is already washing away some of the shit. Brown rivulets run down her perineum to the bed. She grinds her ass into the blanket a little, letting the pee mix with the shit stuck to her ass. I take both hands and reach down between her thighs. Lifting up her ass slightly I claw my fingers around her butt. She gasps with the pain. Using my fingers I scrape two huge handfuls of poop off her ass and bring my hands out. She slops back onto the sheet with a wet squelch.

I can't take it anymore; my dick is throbbing for some action so I plunge it into her cunt.

"Fuckkkk YES, oh YES" Skylar begins but is cut off when I turn my repulsive hands towards her, clods of shit plopping off and onto her tummy. I reach down and grab her boobs, squeezing as hard as I can. I hurt her. She cries out with the pain of having her tits abused. She looks up we me with hungry permission to hurt her more. I squeeze her boobs again, massaging my shitty hands into them. I pinch at her nipples. She jumps violently. Pinch. Pinch.

I thrust my dick as far into her cunt as it can go, roughly slamming my pelvis into hers. She moans loudly.

"Yes, yes... fuck. Yes.... Ugh, Doug.. Uhh YES" she splutters between thrusts. My dick feels great inside her. Her cunt is hot and gooey. Her chest and ass are smeared with thick sticky poo and it absolutely stinks. Her nipples are pert. Shit Piggie is so into this.

"Remember," I say, panting a little between thrusts into her cunt, "remember I need a shit too?"

"Ughh.. yeahh...?" Skylar manages to reply.

I pull out of her cunt, stopping briefly for a quick look. It's pink and slimy and oh, my goodness, so utterly adorable. But now's not the time to worship her pussy.

I dismount. I position her putrid panties on the bed where she can look down and see them. I shuffle myself around, strip out of the pair of her panties I'm still wearing, squat down and give a little push. On command, my full gut obeys, and I shit out my own massive turd. It slops down onto Skylar's panties, joining the mess that she made before me. I'm empty in seconds but what I've done is quite spectacular, I'm quite proud of it.

"Wow, Soldier!" Skylar's impressed, too.

It truly is a large pile of shit and the stink of it joins the toxic cloud around us, raising the intensity from hideous to ferocious. The fetor is so bad it makes my stomach turn. Skylar notices this.

"Ha, you ok up there Soldier? Too much stink for you?" Skylar says with a bratty grin.

Oh, she's going to be like that, is she?

"Shit Piggie dares to question Soldier?" I say sharply, scowling.

Naked on the bed, entirely at my mercy, her cunt aching for more, her ass wallowing in a puddle of piss and shit, her breasts covered with shitty smudges, a flash of apprehension crosses Skylar's face.

I jump back between her legs, grab her thighs, dig my fingers in hard to get a good grip through the muck covering her, and drag her down the bed. It's harder than it sounds, Skylar might be petite but she's no feather, but I'm strong and right now I'm also completely pumped with adrenaline and sexual energy.

I've positioned myself just right. Her crotch slams into my knees bringing her to a juddering halt, her cunt throbbing against my skin. She yelps. Her face is now level with the enormous pile of our shit that's festering away in her panties on the blanket beside us. She looks at it, then at me, then back at the pile. She's worked out what's likely to happen. Clever girl. She flicks her eyes up to me, smiles and gives me a tiny nod of approval. She takes a deep breath. My frown immediately gives way to a wicked grin as I lurch off her, grab her left hip and spin her around on to her front.

Skylar closes her eyes just in time she rolls over and her face plunges squarely into the shit heap with a resounding squelch. I grab the back of her head with a fistful of hair and force her further into the poo pile for a few seconds. She tries to fight me, but I'm too strong. Of course, I'm watching her hands carefully but she doesn't tap out.

I pull her head up and out of the poo. Her face is completely caked like she's put on a beauty mask. Except, it's not exactly something you'd find on the shelves at Sephora. She huffs and coughs, ejecting lumps of gloopy shit out of her nose and from around her lips. She desperately wipes poo off her eyelids.

I lean in close to her. I can feel the warmth of the poo covering her face on my own as she half opens one eye and looks at me. She looks and smells like she belongs in a toilet. Tears well up in her eye and she half splutters, half sobs through the muck. Her breathing is labored. She's fighting her body. That was intense. She's on the very edge of what she can take, but Shit Piggie wanted this.

"A..... again..." She manages to stutter.

I force her face back into the poo. I'm too quick for her this time and her mouth is still open when her face reaches the bed. Stinking mess is forced into her mouth and up her nose. She coughs and convulses into the muck. I pull her up straight away to let her get a breath. She spits lumps of shit out of her mouth, then clamps it shut, defiantly, waiting for the next round. I push her down again, slowly but with absolute determination. I hold her. I count to ten. Fifteen. That'll do though, I don't want to asphyxiate her in a pile of shit.

I pull her out of the mess and scrape the worst off her face. Witnessing her beautifully soft skin defiled by being face-planted in poop engenders a curious dichotomy of emotions in the both of us. She's left with pale finger marks on her face where I've got the worst off. Tears are liberally running down her cheeks now, creating little pale tracks through the muck. She's sobbing and gasping for air and is still trying to spit out the last of the shit in her mouth.

She looks at me. Her eyes are on fire, perhaps with hatred, perhaps with lust.

I scoop the shitty panties out of the way. Skylar's face-planting has squished a lot of the muck off of them and on to the blanket so I try to scoop this up too, with limited success. The blanket is still sodden with pee and the mixture of solid and liquid waste has formed a squelchy sewage slurry and could not smell worse.

With the blanket under her sort of cleared I violently push Skylar down again. She falls onto her chest with a splash into the muck puddle and turns her head to the side to breathe. She gags a little at the strength of the stench her nose is subjected to, though it can't be worse than having her face covered in a pile of squishy shit.

Skylar's plump, pert butt cheeks are just so sexy, naked there before me, dripping with muck on the outside but still with a thick, sticky mass of shit deeper inside. I climb on top of her revolting ass and then lie forwards to keep her head pressed into the bed with one hand on the back of her neck. My weight pins her to the mattress. She squirms a bit, it's heavenly lying on top of a slimy, wiggly girl. But she can't really move. I am Shit Piggie's master.

"Mmmmmfff.." Skylar manages to get half a word out finally. "You cunt, you fucking c..."

I push Skylar's legs apart and push my dick into her asshole. Skylar stops cussing me and murmurs a squeal of delight as I enter her. The shit in her ass crack is a reasonable lube so I build up vigor, easing myself in and out. She's tight, yeah, really tight down here. And she's so hot inside, her rectum is like a fire. A forbidden fire. God, I love fucking her up here.

I fuck her ass, gently at first, then harder and harder. Each thrust of my dick slams her forward, forcing her face through the puddle of mess on the bed. She doesn't mind. In fact, she's now taking deep, heaving breaths in time with my thrusting. Her enjoyment of anal sex apparently transcends the shitty hell I've put her through on the bed.

"Ahh, eurghhhh.... Fucking.. Fuck Soldier. Yeah. YES. Fuck your dirty Piggie. Ewf. Oh FUCK, yes." Skylar manages to gasp and splutter through the sodden puddles.

I massage great handfuls of the rancid hellscape we've created into her skin. Her back is soon completely covered with brown smears like some abhorrent suntan. Larger lumps of poop cling to her skin. My dirty Piggie is rolling in filthy shit, just like she wanted. At least, I hope it's what she wanted. She hasn't tapped herself out and seems to still be up for this.

Suddenly my dick swells. Skylar feels me getting larger to cum and squeaks "Yeah, Soldier, ugh, fucking cum in my ass, fill Shit Piggie with your jizz fucking now."

I oblige. I orgasm hard, pumping Skylar's guts full of cum.

Skylar wiggles her hips clear of my dick and, slipping and sliding, manages to spin herself around underneath me. Every move she makes elicits a wet, squelchy sound from the bed. Her front has been squashed into the wretched blanket and is just as covered with the bodily waste we're churned up on the bed; Not a spot of her has escaped its brown punishment. Her face, neck, boobs. Even her belly button has somehow had a glob of poop smushed into it. She's greasy and slimy, she stinks worse than death, but this fucking degenerate is smiling at me now. I run my hands across her boobs but she grabs one and guides me down to her crotch.

I'm not sure I've ever felt her so ready. Her hairless cunt is desperate to be touched. I stick a couple of fingers inside her. She's juicy. Very juicy. I check my fingers. Her juices drip off them with gooey, glistening drips. Skylar watches me lick them, her taste is not as pleasant as usual, that'll be the swathes of piss and shit mixed up with the grool, but I can still taste her sweetness nonetheless.

I shove my fingers back up her cunt, then I give her face another half-hearted scrape with the other. I grab the shitty panties off the bed and drop them onto Skylar's chest, squidging what's left of the shit out of them and onto her boobs.

Her tears have stopped falling now, the tear tracks across her face smudged together after being fucked face-down. I harshly finger her clit. Skylar starts to tremble. I stroke harder. She has no more fight left in her. She looks down and watches me pump away at her boobs, getting them completely obliterated with the last remnants of the thickest shit left in her panties.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm........ Yeahhhhh fuck fuckfuckfuckkk FUCK Soldier... Mmmmmmm!"

Violently shaking beneath me, Skylar contorts her whole body as she orgasms, arching her back up and off the bed in intense pleasure. Considering I'm still sitting on top of her, this is some impressive energy. The power of sex.

"You ok, Shit Piggie?"

Skylar doesn't reply. She just reaches up and grabs me, her arms around my neck. She collapses back into the puddle of shit with a loud squelch, pulling me down on top of her. We meet face to face. She reeks. I love it.

We lock our mouths and share a long, deep, slightly shitty kiss. Poo really does taste rank, even what little was left on her lips, but fuck it, Skylar ate shit so I should suffer the same. Skylar runs her hands all over me, spreading some of the muck on me for the first time. I grope at her slimy boobs, run my fingers through her matted hair, and paw at her squelchy ass.

Finally, we slow down.

I prop myself up above Skylar.

Looking down, I almost don't recognize the filthy creature underneath me. She's taken a bath in our putrid waste, and she's now covered head to toe with the repugnant slurry we churned up under us. Parts of her flesh are starting to dry off now, the curing crap creating its own unique pungency, stinking like dog shit.

She is thoroughly repulsive. And yet I fucking love her.

"That..." Skylar utters, "fuck me, Soldier really fucked Shit Piggie bad. You've fucking wrecked me."

"Bad good, or bad bad?"

Skylar lights her scatty face up in a warm smile. Dried shit around her cheeks cracks and falls off in flakes.

"Soldier really fucked Shit Piggie just like she wanted." Skylar replies, happily.

I smile, nay, positively beam at her. "As happy as a pig in shit!"

"Hey, soldier? Wanna clean me?" Skylar looks down at my dick. It's flaccid now, which means I don't have any trouble taking a leak. Obligingly, I start peeing.

Skylar's eyes light up at the sight of fresh piss flowing from my dick. She points to her nose and I aim my stream squarely into her face. She splutters. She wiggles her head side to side underneath my flow as if she's in a shower, rubbing away at the shit caked into her face. Steams of brown scatty pee flow down her neck and around her boobs.

By the time I'm finished, her face looks surprisingly clean.

Skylar fondly strokes my dick. Oh! It would appear that I'm not quite done for this morning, and it gets hard at her touch. She looks up at me with a trademark playful grin. I pull her up towards me and we swap over. She pushes me to the bed. As I lie back it's my turn to feel the squelchy mess we've made stick to my skin. It's downright disgusting but it turns me fully on in an instant.

Skylar slips and slides her way around into a reverse cowgirl, then sludges her way up my body. She bends forward and takes me in her mouth, spreading her ass open right in front of my nose. The feeling of my dick in her mouth as she sucks away on me is incredible.

At the other end of her, the sight and stench of the deepest crevices of her ass crack are completely repugnant, and yet I'm drawn to bury my face as far as I can, my tongue searching around for her asshole. The taste of her shit is horrid: it's acrid, coarse and lumpy. I can't tell if the sliminess I can feel with my tongue is shit, piss or what's left of my jizz, dribbling out of her ass. But, whatever. I nuzzle hard into her ass, covering my face with in as much of her shit as I can. I simply adore Skylar's viscera.

Skylar and I lick and suck away on each other's genitals, hands on each other's hips, pulling our bodies together. She grinds her ass into my face. I reach up and play with her cunt. We fondle and finger away, but we're not desperate. No, we are both content to take our time on each other now, enjoying the sloppy mess we're bathing in, reveling in the revoltingness of our tryst.

Skylar comes first, violently shaking again as she loses control of herself and succumbs to the tingling power of a massive orgasm exploding through her.

"Mmmmmfffff eeemmmmmmmmmeeee" She mumbles. It's a sweet little cumming noise, obviously having a dick deep in her mouth makes it rather tricky to say too much but I conclude she enjoyed it.

"Oh fuck, Shit Piggie... that was... wow." I gasp, spaffing my cum into her mouth.

"Ahhhh" Skylar sighs with an almost transcendent satisfaction before collapsing on to me in a limp heap. She swallows.

I manage to slide out from under her, flip her round again and climb back onto her nakedness, resting my shitty face on her shitty boobs.

"That'll do, Pig." I say, nicking a line from the fucking Babe the Sheep Pig.

In the quiet morning light of a first-floor bedroom, two scat freaks embrace, the silence of the moment only occasionally punctuated by a squelchy sound as they adjust themselves. Lovers, sharing more than just a common interest, they revel in the most repugnant filth it's possible for a human to create. They are depraved, they know it, and they don't give a fuck.

On the street below the open window, perhaps the odd passerby catches a whiff of something stinky and wonders what they've stepped in. If only they knew.

- - -

So, here's a pro tip. Don't fall asleep on your girlfriend when she's covered in shit, especially not if she also falls asleep and the two of you wake up an hour later, unable to move because you're glued together by dried up poo.

It takes fucking ages for the two of us to carefully prize ourselves apart, giggling at the ridiculousness of the situation. Our skin is red raw, irritated by the toxic waste we concocted on the bed. It takes three painful showers before we start to feel even slightly clean, though to make up for it we enjoy rubbing lotion into each other afterwards.

It only goes to show, even freaks who regularly play in scat can fuck the landing sometimes.

It's late morning by the time we've cleaned ourselves, the bed and whatever else we soiled in our debauched adventure. We've hardly been able to leave each other's side all morning as we set about our cleaning odyssey. Skylar's a little lost in her thoughts, while at the same time not wanting to be too far from me. I wonder what's going through her mind.

We collapse on the couch and Skylar snuggles into me.

"Fuck, ha, you still stink of shit, Doug!"

I bury my nose in Skylar's hair.

"Yeah, you too, even over your shampoo."

"Ah fuck. Oh well it'll wear off by Monday."

"Worth it, though?" I ask.

Skylar pauses. I pull her towards me on the couch and put my arms around her. It's time to talk through our morning, there's something not quite right here.

"It was a bit much, wasn't it?" I offer, delicately, breaking the tension.

"It... no, it's what I wanted. I fucking begged you to fuck me up, and you did exactly what Shit Piggie wanted. Shit Piggie wanted to be completely dominated by her Soldier, and fucking... yeah, she was."

"So, it was ok? You, I mean, Shit Piggie liked being treated like that?"

"Fuck yeah. When you had me pinned down in all the shit? And I was all wiggling all slimy like under you and then you fucked my ass? Jesus that was hot. I couldn't move, could hardly breathe and had a massive dick up my butt! I was fucking owned. I bloody love you Doug, you fucking perv. I'm yours, I wanted you to have me, all of me. You can always have me. You can do what you want with me. Shit Piggie's your slave to treat as badly as you want."

I squeeze my degenerate angel tightly.

"Still, maybe that was a bit much, you know, for the first time we played like that. Skylar, I made you fucking cry."

Skylar gives a little hiccup as tears well up in her eyes once more.

"I know, and... and here I go again!" She chokes through her tears. "So, I'm not so sure about being pushed into a shit pile, I couldn't breathe. I was half terrified, half knew you weren't going to kill me. Fuck, I don't know what I'm thinking. I wanted you to destroy me, but, when you did... I'm sorry Doug. I wanted to take it like a good girl. But the shit just all went in my nose and my eyes and my mouth and it was such a shock."

"Oh, my gorgeous girl!" My heart is breaking, I'm not a cunt, the knowledge that I pushed Skylar too far cuts like a knife. How could I have been so fucking stupid? I am furious with myself and riddled with grief that I've really hurt her. I hug her as tightly as I can, stroking her in reassurance.

Skylar sniffs. Her sobs give way to laughter. "Heh, but the tears did clean the shit out of my eyes, so that was handy! Huh. Sorry, Doug. It was my fault; I shouldn't have begged you to be quite so bad to me."

"And I fucking broke the first rule of kink, didn't I? To agree our boundaries. I'm sorry too, gorgeous."

"What a pair of fucking amateurs!" Skylar laughs warmly.

"I know, right? It's like we're totally new to this." I smile.

Maybe I've not done any real damage to my Shit Piggie, but she obviously needs some careful support. For all her expertise with scat, for her abundant confidence with all things depraved, this morning we flew a bit too close to the sun. Our Icarus moment.

"But..." Skylar continues after a moment, smiling. "I'll be fine, really. Let's chalk that one up to experience. Soldier completely fucked Shit Piggie up. Like she fucking wanted it. It was out of this fucking world and yeah, I'm not gonna forget that for a long fucking while."

"It's totally fine not to like everything we try, you know." I offer. "You're allowed some limits!"

"I just wonder how Soldier's going to destroy his Shit Piggie next time?" Skylar breezes.