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.
"Since it's your first time, let me do something special... just for you, babe."
Then Sam was gone for but a moment, before Anna felt her ass cheeks pulled apart.
"You aren't going to-"
The tongue... no,
face...
passed from her taint, all the way up her crack, then back down again to circle around her shitter, causing her to jerk in pleasure, very nearly orgasming, and let out a desperate moan. She felt the tongue probe into her asshole, and she closed her eyes, gasping at the sheer sensuality of it, her finger finding her own pussy and masturbating furiously, before she felt the face up her ass pull back.
She said that she has to really love someone to take their shit in her mouth,
she remembered from that same conversation from earlier in the week. She shivered in pleasure mixed with a sense of joy, then her mind exploded with the thought of what Sam would look like... with her shit on her... and the bonfire in her chest became a firestorm, but was also tinged with a little nervousness.
In one sense, Anna wanted to turn around and look, but she was unsure of what she would find and see. In the other sense, she was afraid of fucking things up by making a face or doing something wrong. Licking her suddenly dry lips, she braced herself, took a deep breath, then turned around.
Sam was knelt down before her, a streak of thin but wet brown from her forehead to her nose, her lower lip and chin brown as well. She licked her lip clean as Anna watched, then pushed out her mouthful slowly, the smooth shit mixed with saliva and dripping off her chin. Laura was looking at her too, the pile of shit having slid down onto her chest after she had moved her hand that had been holding it up, her face a mess of sticky brown through which two white eyes and a set of perfectly white teeth shone through.
For the briefest of moments, it was everything that she had wanted to feel, see, and do, and her girlfriend had just helped her check off another of her fantasies. She felt fucking
amazing,
completely in control and had just dominated a massive, muscular dyke with her asshole! She panted slightly, feeling the firestorm in her chest raging outwards, the feeling travelling down her arms and legs and up into her mind. The sensuality of it all started to make its way to her clit, and she closed her mouth from where it was hanging and took a steadying breath through her nose...
It was only then that the smell hit her, as well as the realization that her girlfriend had literally just slurped up some of her shit, and that Laura was buried in her shit, and-
Before she could even move, Anna scrunched her eyes closed as her brain and stomach joined forces to rebel against her and, doubling over, puked violently. She retched and vomited at least six times, feeling the acidic sting in her throat and in her nose as she emptied load after load of what they had just eaten for lunch an hour or so ago. The thought of that food partially digested and coming out her mouth made her retch again, vomiting as she felt her knees go weak and she fell into a kneeling position, a wet splashing sound evidencing what she had landed in.
Sam was being very quiet, and then a small laugh started from Laura. That was followed almost immediately by her girlfriend's good natured laugh, the kind that was real and genuine, until both women were howling with laughter. Wondering what the fuss was about, she realized she was holding her eyes closed, and, with a conscious effort, opened them.
The scene before her almost made her puke again, instead resulting in her belching, as there really wasn't much more in her to vomit out. Since she had not been looking during her sudden and violent puking, she had not thought to aim it anywhere. She had simply doubled over and vomited, not thinking that
Sam was still kneeling there right in front of her
.
