"What is this place?" Multiple thoughts rushed through my head as I stood next to my equal, Iygua. But this was different; it was quiet for once. Quiet was all I could think about, and darkness was all I could see… I could smell it too. It crept up on my toes every now and again, forcing that ticklish feeling up my nervous system and into my brain… Iggy just laughed and sat in the stuff in front of me. Perplexed, I just wanted out; but my feral curiosity wouldn't let me do that just yet - I wanted to figure out where this was, and how exactly I got here, let alone with my split personality… I felt my skin cringe with lust as the substance below shot up the side of my thigh, wrestling with my thick derriere and forcing my legs to shift backwards in their joints. I fell backward on my ass with a deafened thud, and let out a huff to draw in the same amount of air I'd lost on the way down. Iggy hadn't moved, and neither had his dreadlocks, horns or visage either. He just kept staring… the bastard wouldn't give me the time of day even if I asked. Besides, what good would that bring asking about the time? I didn't feel anything other than the darkness welling up within my body and manifesting all over my dinosaurian frame. I felt my tail twitch, and the darkness reacted against the involuntary muscle movement with force, lifting up the tip of my tail, and generously setting it back down. I felt my lips move, and suddenly Iggy was obstructed from view, if but for a second. That was all it took (along with a series of blinks) for him to disappear and reappear behind me, paws pressed into my shoulderblades. I tensed up with fear, but somehow that demon behind me only offered me comfort from what had caused me to grow defensive. His tongue flicked out, tasting the dirtiness thereof… and that corruptive tainted aura he carried about with him only followed that lick, turning my shell into a filthy quagmire along the length of his slurp. With each inch that his saliva claimed, my shell started to brown much like the winter grass underneath the crushing snow. I didn't pull away, though. Why didn't I pull away? Why was I being… consumed by him and his -- no, my -- lustful wishes? I bit my lip and moaned while the demon silently began transforming my desire into actuality; his thick, broad lips spreading his disease over my shell, breaking it down into nothing more than common excrement. Iygua bore his teeth into the hole that resulted, a thick sliver of scat dripping down into the inner crevice between my black skin and the armored plating covering it. It slithered downward and rested between my tail and the small of my back, winding up getting stuck there and making quite a mess within my shell. I tensed up again, spines going rigid into the darkened area around me, but there wasn't anything I could - or wanted to do to change the situation. I felt GOOD. I felt the demon behind me morphing me into what I wanted and he wanted to be - what I wanted to be… Iygua pressed his lips to the back of my head, his tongue and devilish salivations spurting quite a creamy load of spittle against the back of my head, dissolving the armored shell in the shape of his wide-brimmed mouth into a deep, dank-smelling brown. My skin reacted and tensed up, scales shortening their grip along the sensitive skin underneath while more and more poop grew along the shape of my shell. Iygua added his paws to the mix as well, helping those spines to relax against his green flesh. His orange-colored scars were the only true source of light in the area - everywhere else but my own skin and his body was black as the night sky. He drooled over my back, melting away my armored shell; some of it reacting vicariously to the demon spit; bubbling off like a boil before exploding into the air. The smell was vile; and its taste was even worse! It brought tears of joy to my corrupted eyes… I took a deep sniff of the demonic stench as my mental captor dined on my shell, breaking it off in large chunks like peanut brittle! They squished into little balls of poop which he swallowed without a second thought, filling his stomach with the befouled armor plating. By now, there were two major holes and multiple smaller ones opening up all over my body; the shell breaking off in pieces of shit and sliding along the course of my form underneath all that filth. He spat again, this time moving his degrading paws down to my chest before letting his fingers grip between butterfly plating and ripping it apart! A huge crack formed down the middle, loudly splitting the keratin-fueled shell in half down the middle! It quickly reacted to his tainted aura, melting from the split and dropping little nuggets of poo down the sides of my belly. With my shell half-removed, the demon pushed back again, squatting behind me and hefting my tail out of the brooding darkness covering it. That darkness felt like a billion little spiders all crawling over my skin, splitting every last nerve down its middle with fear and teasing graces. I heard Iggy's horns crackle a little bit, sitting back as he pressed a paw to the back of my neck and gripped it tight. His claws dug into the hole there, splitting my shell down its backside as well, the front now half-eroded into a pile of shit. That smell… he'd found my deathly weakness and seemed keen on exploiting it. I roared into the darkness, feeling the spider-like darkness worm its way up to greet my cock, which'd stayed its path up until now, being tugged on to force my body to yield it to the outside - it snapped out with a loud *SPLORCH* of wet, filthy darkness! I yelped and spat out brown saliva into the air, glinting off the orange glow of the demon holding me steady. He still hadn't said a word - neither did he need to. I scratched against the ground, those dark little buggers tickling my toes as they scrambled away from the lengthy pole of dinosaur meat sticking a foot up into the airwaves above. Or was it even air I was breathing? Everything just smelled like flatulence now, sitting in a pile of filth in front of an aroused, powerful and devilish impbutt. (Wait… did I just endear him…?) The imp behind me took two more steps and lifted up the tip of my tail after scooting further behind. He raised it high, then cracked it down, sending a wave of lust through my shell as massive chunks of tail-flesh splattered everywhichway. He still hadn't done anything to the black skin underneath all this shelling, but I hoped he would soon… he was fond of teasing me. Everyone seemed fond of teasing me… only because I loved it. Secretly… The demon straddled my fat, armorless tail again and sat his cheeks apart on it, making that double-donut of his push out against the poop-covered flesh underneath. He wrapped his paws around my skin, extending his tongue again up to greet my headspines, soon turning those into a huge set of three turds, only to have gravity grab them and make them splatter into the small pile below my ass. I couldn't move, and I didn't want to move as they rolled down my back, caught between his stiffie and my back's small. The imp was 'undressing' me, in a sense… but he'd never gone this far… or I haven't gone this far, either. My mind told me to moan, which I did; the stench overwhelmingly exciting as the imp took to grinding himself against my backside. My arm armor was the last bit to go, his throat chugging up a huge spat of mucus… He withdrew his paws from my stomach, which had grown a little bit since being disrobed, and spat an equal amount into each of his paws. His clawed digits then returned to my shoulders, spreading the steaming hot gunk over my shell, only to have it eat and bubble away into liquid muck and drip off my arms to the floor below. The demon rolled another volley of mucus over my thighs and feet, destroying the last bit of my shell and melting it down into base desire. My entire armored shell was gone now, and I felt naught but aroused by the feeling of Iggy against my back and a large pile of poop underneath my toes. I sat within that pile of shit, demon and darkness for a good while, or at least what I thought was fifteen minutes. In that while, I felt the blue scale covering my chest growing and expanding while Iygua tended to my hunger, his paws pressed against the plate while his dick pressed against the one in my backside. It throbbed hungrily, almost willing to sacrifice itself to make me happy… I couldn't be more willing to oblige it. With the darkness raping my mental state, I felt it start to tilt me forward, exposing a huge, feral butthole as I was forced by tendrils of befouled creation to lay on my stomach and take the punishment I knew I deserved. Iygua only swam forward, keen on squatting in front of my asshole, and curiously prodded the squishy exit tunnel with one of his clawed fingers on his right paw. I looked back and pleaded with him to toy with me; to use me however I saw fit for myself to be used. It felt so good… I was so much bigger than he, but his fingers… those corruptive digits… my head swam through a myriad of lusty desires as the demon gave me exactly what he wanted. His paw slowly inserted his digit, pleasurably murring behind me, his face only an inch away from my butthole while his left paw crept over my left pseudo-buttcheek, gripping it tightly and pressing inward. I moaned. Loud. Loud enough for the darkness underneath to grab my toes and tickle me enough to make me piss myself. I splattered the floor with bright, yellow urine, that huge bladder of mine expelling a loud stream of piss in huge bursts. Iggy seemed to enjoy that, so he took to my dick instead of my ass - a finger soon found its way up into the depths of my crotchpocket. The imp shoved his finger between the lower part of my mancunt and my shaft, tugging downward towards my taint by hooking his clawed digit against my flesh. Purple shaft soon splattered out another burst before he let his finger snap back out again, covered in cum-lube from the inner recesses of my tainted form. I just kept pissing all over the place. I couldn't seem to evacuate my bowels like I usually could - another working of that demon behind himself. But it felt too good to stop; I couldn't stop, not with that beast under my toes forcing its way up every last nerve ending I had! My butthole winked again at Iygua, holding back a fart I'd been saving for a while. It all rushed out over a period of about five seconds when he stuck his finger in my sphincter again, now easy to navigate covered in my own fluids. He took it slow, too. Agonizingly slow. And yet, even as he toyed with one finger inside my butt, I hadn't felt any less full… the demon knew how much I could poop. He KNEW it. He kept toying with one finger until it was necessary to add another one - just to drive me closer to a premature orgasm. I didn't want to cum; I just wanted to evacuate myself into that pile below. The demon planted his tongue next to my anus, rimming the left side while his two fingers gained more butt-juice to add… the pile was soaked, and yet still getting more piss to soak up. I was in lustful bliss; want not to do much else but be the stupid beast he knew he was. I bit my lip as the demon behind me raped my ass with his tongue and another finger; his thumb the only digit left remaining. I lowered my tail as he asked himself to, feeling the weight push him down underneath my anus. He nibbled at the pieces of scat caked to it, his thumb dangerously ready to enter as well. I held my ass in the air, splurting more and more urine into the dark mass below myself… and that stench still teased me. It taunted me, even; just that stench of unwashed demon meat, dinosaurian excrement and pure, raw, DARKNESS just drove me mad, wanting more of it as time continued progressing. IF it was even time I was feeling… The demon pressed his paw into my asshole, stretching it a good bit around his fist. He kissed his asscheek, shoving inward into the dung thereof; gas leaking around the width of his paw. I moaned even louder once I felt my own poop - the real stuff - squish between demon talons. He was FEELING my filth, corrupting it even moreso than he had already! Iygua gave another grin and swatted my ass, causing a huge burst of flatulent behavior to occur. I farted for a straight minute before it squished out over his paw, that rush of gas pulsating through his depths and out through my bunghole. I groaned again. Another surge of piss erupted from the head of my dick; that hadn't changed at all, but he was getting more and more impatient. My armor was a heap of demon shit on the floor, and he seemed to not care at all - even though little groans of lustful desire ripped through his vocal chords every now and then. The demon pressed his paw in as far as he could get it (about up to his bicep) and started mashing up my dung. In my head, I could feel him doing the same to my body - except it was outside, and his paws were rubbing down my filthy skin with dank, brown, gooey demon poop! He bit his lip while I continued feeling his paw grinding up my hard, filthy excrement INSIDE my rectum. His claws… those goddamn claws…! I bent my backside upward as the darkness yet tickled my toes, driving him and edging closer to his orgasm… but when it came, nothing physical came out. I stared in disbelief at the amount of piss on the floor; each surge hitting my bowels as if he were directly pushing my prostrate! All of a sudden, the demon's arm tired out, and he yanked it back out, covered and sodden in soft, mushy dino poop. Heh, dino poop… thick, delicious, mushy, steamy dino poop… I groaned for the taste of it when Iygua raised up from behind me and shifted around to my frontside. His arm was covered in brown. A couple cracks had formed from it cooling, and as he came down to my level, I sought naught else but to eat it all. Demon and all. My wide, feral muzzle crept closer, ass still hanging in the air and now having a supreme urge to filthify the room even more… I bit down on his arm and suckled off the shit from my ass. That tongue of mine reacted instinctively, abhorring the taste and only striving for more of it all to graze my tastebuds. His paw played with it too, making each bud thrice as sensitive as it usually was, painting my mouth a deep brown color on the pink inside flesh. My breath smelled terrible afterward once I'd gotten all my disgusting poop off his arm. The demon shifted back around to my backside, shivering as I'd had to pucker up, unable to fart despite the sheer amount of gas building up behind my load. Iggy was satisfying himself, idly masturbating while bending back down to inspect my dirty rear end. His long, broad nose snuffled around the rim while finger pressed to my anus, shushing it for a second before a blob of wet shit pushed out of my rear. He ate it accordingly, taking the huge ball and stuffing it inside of his cheek like a large jawbreaker. He chewed and kissed his asshole once, then spat the ball back out! It creamily splattered against my butt in an erratic pattern, coating my ass even further still. My dick surged; I splattered the ground once more, having carved out a channel in the pile underneath my toes. I'd been being tickled for a good while now, and it still felt the same as when the darkness had started… My eyes clouded over as the demon continued to lay love upon my ass, or lust as it was. There's no way he could love me by corrupting my desire… could I? I leaned into his kisses, loving him back by farting in his face, letting my mushed up scat sloppily slurry down over his tongue and onto my chest. It steamed heavily, and only carried the virulence of a radioactive pool of toxic waste matter. Iggy wiped his mouth, stood up, and pressed the tip of his cock to my taint, letting the slop on his chest splatter down and coat his dick. Seconds later, I was surging as much as he was; a huge load of demon piss spraying my crotch and filthy bottom down. He was marking me well, as he seemed to have more control over his stream, spraying it continuously instead of in erratic bursts like I was. Iygua grinned once my ass shone a deep, rancid yellow again, only soiling down a length that gravity took my poop along. It soiled a line down my black flesh, expanding only at times when I had to fart really badly. Iygua sauntered around and pulled up on my shoulders, forcing my feet flat on the floor, tail pressing into the pile of shit and darkness floating about. I gazed into his devious yellow eyes for a second before he pressed on my nose. I moaned just from that little action alone, feeling my jaw go lack without muscular function, staring up at his dick. He pissed hard into my maw, spewing between bow-legged legs into his pet's gullet, and I didn't do anything but swallow hard. My butt and dick still yet surged, spewing gouts of piss over his nutsack and building my castle below out of dinosaur poop. Mmf… those words… I swallowed twice as he geared up for another spray, scooting closer and holding his ass in my paws. I could barely get a grip being squatted down as deep as I was - perfect level as a toilet should be. Iygua sighed heavily, then farted once for a few seconds. His stench blotted out my own, gassing the pile once again as another deep, feral grunt rolled from my lips into his ears. My face shut for a minute, closing eyes so that he could spray my headspines as well, soaking me wetly with his urine. The darkness within my pile soaked up the piss as well, spraying my chest and entering through the cracks in my skin, pulsing their way towards the organs holding all that excrement in. The entity creeping towards my bladder and rectum only made things worse by forcing me to control the flow - I couldn't fart, and my stream peetered down to a few small bursts now and again. I pressed a few blobs of poop out while the pulsing darkness only contaminated my broken body even moreso, and that feeling only drove me to slurp against his master's disgusting, devilish cock. My lips pulled against his skin, pressing backward and suckling on it like the tip of a plastic baby bottle. Iggy sighed; he'd never seen himself this happy before! His stream didn't change, forcing his pet to enjoy the taste of his delicious, disgusting, and acrid fluid waste. Without warning though, my gut stopped filling with filth and swapped to eating butt instead - Iggy had shoved himself backwards onto his toilet, forcing those huge fifty-two-inch waisthumps around my nose and face! He freely farted from his outside hole thereafter, gassing me up quite a bit as my nostrils flared of their own accord. I sniffed his farts, to say the least. He farted again, and I sniffed again. And again… over and over his outer hole teased me with his gas. The darkness inside my guts had done its job, and proceeded to occupy what little space was left inside my guts. My dick surged once its power left my bladder, and out sprayed a huge gout of dark-blue urine! The explosion lasted for a good two minutes and slowly faded from dark-blue back to black again. Iygua only watched and listened to the loud sound of his pet eating out my ass; his lips smacking against both of his tailports, chewing on the flesh thereof and enjoying quite the meal of gas with his nose! I reared back and gnawed away, gasping once the airy farts turned wet, his hole sneezing butt-snot all over my face with high frequency. The demon; satisfied with teasing my broken facade stepped behind me again and squatted underneath, cupping his paw around my donut and twisting back and forth from left to right. I groaned with passion and farted all over his paw, to which he removed his hand, sniffed his palm, and replaced it again. My hole had prolapsed from all the shitting as well, and it didn't seem to be anywhere close to returning to normal. I'd started to leak urine again too, gouts of the stuff pouring out of my dick… but the darkness inside my ass had another job it wanted to do. My guts soon bore down, an intense surge of gas bellowing against my lover-master as dinosaurian scat mixed again with the virulent darkness within, forming a sloppy, blue coil of shit that bent and warped my behind! This log weighed a good forty pounds by itself, and stretched immediately to eight inches wide - something the demon was keen on pissing all over while I agonizingly pushed it out. The process was slow, and it seemed to harden up, steaming with the addition of Iggy's piss flying everywhere! The demon bent down, angled his dick up, and got the underside as well - his left paw gripped the shitty turd as the darkness kept it super-stiff; pockets of crackly air exiting amidst the bubbly demon piss that warped my butthole into shape. I planted my toes on the ground, laid on my fore again and bore down hard, sharting the massive beast out of my rectum; straight into the demon's left paw. My hole gaped open afterward; a thick, watery solution splurging against the floor into the dark pile below. I couldn't stop pooping or pissing all over the place. Dinosaur shit lay everywhere, and I was intoxicated by its tingling of my senses. There was nowhere to go other than here… everything pertinent to getting away had been devoured by the darkness, and nothing remained by my undying loyalty to myself. The turd had disappeared into Iggy's gut, forming a huge blob of filth that amorphously bubbled around in his tummy. Gas leaked out of his hole, and he casually strode around to my mouth again, bending my see-saw of a body upward and planting his rear end against my mouth. This time though, he was serious. He farted half as much, but twice as loud, spraying me again with his lube before his inner hole joined the party; bearing the first bits of food I'd had to eat all night long. I slurped like it was my last meal; something about the filth entering my maw in a stringy, yet satisfying coil only fueled the lust for more gluttony! Iggy mmmed to himself as the coil slowly curled against my tongue, his tail flopping down between my headspines as he set upon pooping in my throat. I swallowed once it broke, the first hard bit traveling down my gullet. It tasted… hell, it BURIED my frame of psyche under its horrifically demonic taste, and I couldn't stop eating it! Iggy pooped for what felt like ages, and my gut showed signs of strain as each coil filled up my mouth to its limit, cutely puffing out my cheeks as the thick filth broke down on my tongue. I swallowed again and rubbed my face against his puckers, smelling his raunchy farts just like I wanted to. I pulled away and shoved my nose against the outside one, his shitty coil still spraying from the inside as I became the buttsniffer of the century; becoming a connoisseur of methane, argon, and carbon dioxide… with just a hint of trinitrotoluene in there too. His shit was clay-like; moldable almost indefinitely yet with the taste of a gourmet behind it. Gluttony set aside to envy; I wanted to poop like this. I NEEDED to. So I did. I squatted down behind my master as he continued to fart all over my face and explode his shit in neat little coils atop, pressing down on my bowels and feeling the mashed up shit boil to a birthing point. Thick, dino clods of poop soon rushed out into the pile below, roaring in pleasure while the darkness crept over my asshole, stretching it wider with each passing second until I'd been gaped a foot wide! Precious seconds elapsed while poop flew and piss gouted all over the place. I bent back up as Iggy's tail swatted my neck, telling me to get back to devouring the demon's poop… Something about those words just spoke to me as I kept dining out of his huge derriere. The demon's excrement kept flowing for as long as my lips were attached to his puckers, voraciously feeding myself from his waste. I gagged multiple times before growing accustomed to that taste; my mortality shining through once more as the warping darkness continued to satiate him through my body. Iggy forced another fifteen pounds of demon scat down my throat before pulling off and letting a minute-long fart cloud descend on my form. This is where things started to get weird; if not weird enough already. The darkness below crept over my completely brown form, starting to crinkle quite a bit. More of it crawled up my frontside, dripping out of the fart cloud as well on top of my head. When the darkness crawled into position, it had formed a thick, filthy pad that *poomph*ed out against my ass. A diaper made out of demonic influence read "For my big stinker" over the tapes covering the frontside. Iggy explored this once the black and pink-frilled padding came into actuality, his left arm reaching behind himself for a bottle he'd produced explicitly to feed his now incontinent self. He shat a horrid diarrheal coil into the rim of the bottle, pushing a good two liters into the thing before capping it off and offering it to the dinosaur below. 'Feeding time?' was all that rushed through my head, even though I'd just devoured what felt like a quarter-year's worth of food… I picked up the bottle and jabbed it into my mouth, suckling on the log within as it produced a vile milk that fed me endlessly. I grew sleepy as I ate, my nethers pulsating as the demon lifted me up with darkness-infused paws, petting my diapered bottom as it proceeded to grow messy within seconds of drinking my milk. Warmth enveloped my butthole as thick, mushy scat welled up and started to make my pad crinkle and rustle about, those gouts of piss continuing to come as I sleep-drank the rest of the night away, listening to Iggy's sweet nothing-farts… --- I snored quite a bit that night. Eight hours after falling asleep, I slowly woke up with one eye to my phone going off on the nearby nightstand. Apparently, according to the ringtone, I'd just caught a fish in Sonic Adventure. "Fuck, nine a.m. already…?" I reached over and rubbed the salt out of my eyes to turn the thing off, then rolled back into bed for a second, I was wet. Dripping wet. And messy. I peeked under the sheets at my overnight diaper, smiled a little bit, then farted and pushed out the rest of my three-log load into the thing. Iygua was still counting sheep on the other side of the bed - he was stinky too. My big, feral bottom had an accident, I guess. I recovered the sheets before hopping out of bed, grabbed my nearby morning-bottle and drank -- wait. "Ig… what'm I gonna do with you…" He'd pooped in my milk again.