TRIGGER WARNING
for the next two chapters. This is the only warning I will give in the actual body of the story. Any chapter following with the
(TW)
beside it means that that chapter contains potentially triggering subjects.
Despite this being an erotic fiction, it is also a story about neurodivergence in kink, as well as reflecting on things that might be uncomfortable to talk about in pretty much any other context.
With that said, both of these chapters are massive bastards, nearly 13,000 words combined!
Chapter 13 (TW)
"Holy fuck," was all Anna could say.
Sam nodded, holding both her hands as she carefully stepped over Laura. The dyke was sitting on the washroom floor, leaning back against the toilet with her head over the hole in the seat. As she had short hair that barely fell at all down the sides of her head, with just a tease of color at the front, she had no worries about dipping her hair in toilet water. Not that it would matter in the very near future...
"Holy fuck," Anna repeated, looking at Sam with a combination of fear, joy, trepidation, and determination. "I'm actually d-d-doing this, right? This isn't a dream? I mean, you said that I should go first... to g-get over the nerves of d-doing it... and I really w-want to do it..."
"No dream," Laura laughed, before Anna yelped and jumped, then moaned as a finger was firmly and forcefully buried up her ass and wiggling. "Does that feel like a dream?"
Anna moaned a little louder, then pulled Sam close, staring into those steady and powerful ice blue eyes to gain the strength and will to do what was coming. Seeing the sparkle of love and support, yet the firmness and command of a dominant, she finally nodded.
"I... think I'm... ready," she said, biting her lower lip. "D-do you think..."
"I think you're ready to at least try it," Sam said with firm support and determination in her voice. "As Laura said, does it feel like a dream? Because this is real, babe. If you want to do this, it isn't a dream, you're fully awake and actually doing it."
"Honestly," she replied, smiling at her love, "it does feel l-l-like I'm dreaming... I've f-fantasized about about doing something like this but never had the courage. Then you cuh-cuh-came along and..."
She shuffled back, looking over her shoulder to carefully place her ass right above Laura's face. She had wanted to start on her body, but the dyke had insisted, almost begged for it to be on her face and in her mouth. To Anna, it was like going straight to the final boss of any of her favorite games instead of working her way through all the mini-bosses...
"I'm still n-nervous as fuck," she mentioned.
"I'm right here with you," Sam smiled, giving her hands a squeeze each. "You can do this. You've imagined me doing it, you've talked about doing it, you even put up a personals ad asking to someone to be your first. But, as luck, divine intervention, or just sheer coincidence is definitely on your side, you have your first willing scat partner right here, right now."
To emphasize the point, Laura pulled her finger, tinged brown, from Anna's ass, and as both women watched, without hesitation put it in her mouth. It emerged clean a few moments later as the dyke made a show of swallowing with a little happy shudder.
"Holy fuck," Anna repeated, looking down between her legs as she crouched halfway like Sam had shown her just a minute ago, swallowing hard to fight the nervousness, "that is
nasty
... and I l-l-love it...."
Steadying herself against Sam's hands, she closed her eyes and tensed her stomach, willing her bowels to move... yet nothing happened. Releasing the breath of effort, she tensed again, feeling her pelvic floor respond by pushing her asshole outward, but nothing was moving in her, despite a dry fart ripping out of her sphincter.
"Hey," Laura said from below, causing Anna to open her eyes and look down between her legs, "don't try and force it. Crouch down a little lower, and hold your upper body a little more upright. There's a point where you'll find all the pressure and strain gone, and that's when you want to push."
"Girl knows her shit," Sam nodded.
"L-literally," Anna replied, drawing a a laugh from both women.
However, she did drop her ass a little lower, now just a few inches above the waiting, wide open mouth, and with Sam's help, held her torso more upright. She kept light pressure on her bowels, and then all of a sudden, the pressure against her seemed to melt away. It was as if a dam had broken, as if all the air had been let out of a tire... there was just no more back pressure at all, and she felt her bowels shift as she bore down again, much harder than she intended.
The sensation of needing to shit rocketed down her colon towards her asshole, and she had just enough time to say "Holy!" before her asshole puckered way outwards. A moment later it birthed a thick turd that cannonballed directly into Laura's waiting mouth.
"
Oh my GOD!
"
Anna howled as her ass spewed forth a long, continuous log, wet farts and squelches interspersed with the wet crackling sound of shit exiting an asshole. She was screaming because the fire in her chest that had been an ember of power when she had pissed on Sam was a
motherfucking bonfire
right now. She felt more in command, more Dominant than she had ever before. It sent a shockwave of sheer power ripping through her, and smiling with that newfound feeling, she looked down between her legs as the first log finally ended, followed quickly by another piece of shit that fell wetly onto Laura's face.
The dyke was fingering herself furiously, the other hand propped against her face to keep the pile of shit that Anna had buried her under from slipping off her face. Sam was making a weird noise, watching as well, a sort of half-whine, half-orgasm sound, and the way she shuddered ever so slightly, it was very likely the second option. Laura's eyes smiled up at her when she noticed the brunette watching, moaning happily, then winking with a very small nod of approval.
"Jeee-sus," Sam commented as Anna, after delivering a couple more wet farts, finally and carefully stood up. "You absolutely blasted her with that first shot!"
"That felt... wow," the brunette said, hand over her heart as it was racing with just the sheer adrenaline of it all. The feeling of doing something so utterly nasty and degrading on a willing person... it was exactly as Sam had described it a few days ago! Just a massive, overwhelming feeling of dominance, confidence, and power. It totally eclipsed the feeling of pissing on her girlfriend at least a hundredfold.
Anna blushed a little as she shuffled off to the side, reaching for the roll of asswipe on the cabinet beside the toilet. She felt the firm, lithe hands of Sam grab her arms from behind, then her hot breath on her cheek.
