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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      Gen
  Fandom:
      The_Loud_House_(Cartoon)
  Character:
      Luna_Loud, Lori_Loud, Lily_Loud, Lola_Loud, Lincoln_Loud
  Additional Tags:
      Scat, Showers, Messy, Farting, Panty_Pooping, Masturbation, Coprophagia,
      Coprophilia
  Collections:
      Toilet_of_Our_Own_(scat_watersports_musk_etc.)
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-03-21 Words: 5608
****** Luna the Dirty Girl ******
by Worlds_First_Ghost
Summary
     Luna has a filthy little obsession, and spends the whole day
     indulging in it.
Luna woke up to the pleasant sensation of a bloated rectum. It was the
painstaking result of holding in her excrement all night. It wasn’t often that
she would hold it in for long periods of time and deny herself the pleasure of
relieving herself; she had never been that patient of a person. Still, she
couldn’t deny that feeling her own colon be so engorged with waste was quite
possibly the best thing to wake up to. Her guts felt warm and snug inside her
body, much like how the rest of her body felt underneath her bed sheets.
Despite the urgently encroaching need to void her bowels, she was reluctant to
leave her bed at this moment. Hell, if she had it her way, she’d just shit the
bed and be done with it. This thought was born out of laziness, but shitting
the bed in her sleep was actually a fantasy of hers. Why, Luna wondered,
couldn’t she just wake up one morning to find her panties stuffed full of
solid, perfectly healthy poops? She often considered asking Lisa if she could
possibly make some sort of laxative that would allow her body to do that, but
later reconsidered due to how awkward that conversation might pan out.
The reason for all this was because Luna Loud liked shit, in plainest terms. It
wasn’t just the act of taking one either; she loved everything about it: the
texture, the sounds it makes when leaving her body, and especially the smell.
This wasn’t a spontaneous sort of love, like when you eat something for the
first time and immediately declare it to be your favorite food. Instead, Luna’s
relationship with her shit was something gradual and almost born out of
accident. Around the time when she first found out about masturbation, a
discovery that occurred shortly after her first Mick Swagger concert, she would
often notice that she needed to use the bathroom whenever she got aroused. It
was a strange type of correlation, as if her body was trying to smother her
adolescent, carnal urges by producing something repulsive in response. At first
it was an annoyance, since Luna would quickly fall out of the mood whenever she
made her way to the toilet to relieve herself. Over time, however, she would
soon come to associate both the sensation of being aroused with the feeling of
her bowels filling with excrement. In a bizarre form of Pavlovian conditioning,
the need to shit became a signal that also triggered her need to rub one out.
It was all incredibly depraved, and Luna was embarrassingly aware of it. There
were times when she yearned for the days when she could be like a normal person
and just go to the bathroom without getting hornier than a bitch in heat. Part
of her felt that it was wrong to feel this way, and the possibility of someone
finding out about her filthy secret scared her more than anything in the world.
None of the sex ed. videos and literature they had at school were able to offer
an explanation for anything quite like this, so how could she possibly expect
anyone else to understand what was wrong with her? Still, whenever she found
herself alone in the bathroom, she couldn’t help herself from pushing all that
aside and embracing these taboo feelings. The sensation of the first load of
shit breaching her asshole felt so raw and liberating, as if her body was
pushing out solidified stress. Once her insides had been evacuated and the
toilet bowl was filled with her noxious waste, she knew she could flush all her
worries alongside it.
As much as she wanted to entertain all of the ideas of lying in bed, Luna knew
that it couldn’t happen. Today happened to be a school day, and Lori had little
patience for those who weren’t dressed and ready by the time she was ready to
drive everyone to school. After a minute of lying in bed and staring at the
ceiling in frustration, she finally forced herself to throw off the sheets. The
wooden ladder creaked under her weight as she lazily climbed down from her
bunk. Her legs wobbled once she was on solid ground and her overstuffed guts
churned in protest as the changing position of her body jostled their contents.
Dull pain needled through her lower back and the front of her stomach, but Luna
could only giggle as a dumb grin stretched along her face; she just knew this
was going to be a big one.
Moments like this made Luna grateful that her room was so close to the
bathroom, since she found it really hard to walk when she had to take big
dumps. Each movement of her legs sent tremors up to her waist, which disturbed
the ever-growing load inside of her. The brewing concoction made her ass feel
heavy, which affected the way she walked. Normally it caused her lower body to
be weighed down and forced her to walk with perpetually bent knees, but
sometimes she’d angle it in a way that caused her rear end to jut out
prominently. This was often done out in public, and usually during school when
she knew that there would be plenty of teenage boys ready to ogle her assets.
It was a satisfying feeling to think that they were getting hard from a girl
who was preparing to take a dump.
Despite her agonizing pace, the walk to the bathroom was relatively painless.
Closing the door behind her, she beamed once she laid eyes on the toilet, her
personal throne. Knowing that relief was so close, her rectum swelled with
pressure, as if it was ready to expel its contents at any moment. At the same
time, there was a dampness settling within her panties, but Luna was well aware
that that was coming from the opposite end of her ass. She was already
preparing to remove them until she noticed the shower right beside the toilet.
It may have just been the combination of lingering grogginess and pent-up
sexual frustration, but thoughts began to swirl in Luna’s mind that she found
to be nothing short of genius. Since Lori expected her to be downstairs soon,
she had to both go to the bathroom and take a shower as quickly as possible if
she wanted to get ready for school on time. The solution, of course, seemed as
simple as anything:
She would do both at the same time!
The idea seemed so obvious, and Luna threw off the rest of her clothes in
excitement before wobbling over to the shower. She turned it on and stared at
the gushing water thundering onto the floor. She cautiously stuck a foot inside
to gauge the temperature before istantly reeling it back; it was absolutely
frigid. Waiting for the water to warm at least gave her the opportunity to
think more about what she was about to do. Sure, everyone has pissed in the
shower at least once in their lives, but shitting was another beast entirely.
There was something devious about combining something so foul with an appliance
associated with cleanliness. There was also the possibility of her excrement
actually clogging the drain, which seemed likely considering how massive the
pulsating, rumbling mess inside of her was. Imagining the family’s plumbing
crumbling under the destructive power of very own filthy poops made Luna weak
in the knees. Her stuffed anus gasped for relief and the juices from her pussy
continued to make streaks that ran down her inner thighs. The anticipation was
sickening, and so she jumped into the shower before she could lose control of
herself at that moment.
The still-cold water caused Luna’s flesh to break out in goose bumps, but she
didn’t care. Trembling, she huddled to a corner of the shower out of range of
the water and immediately began focusing on shitting. The shampoo and soap
remained untouched and forgotten as Luna bent her knees and tightened all the
muscles in her lower body. Given her intense need to relieve herself up to this
point, it surprised her that her disobedient insides were unwilling to push out
their load. Perhaps it was because the ritual of sitting atop the toilet before
taking a shit was so ingrained into Luna’s behavior that going against it felt
wrong. Luna was determined, however, and continued to flex her sphincter
muscles, resolving not to leave this spot until her bowels had been completely
voided.
Luna planted both her hands on the wall, streams of water pouring down her face
as her entire body clenched up. A warbling fart finally squeezed its way
through her flexing anus, and Luna thought it sounded almost liquid in tone,
even with all of the crashing water all around her. After a few minutes of
rhythmically tightening her muscles, she felt the first instance of solid
matter trying to escape. She inhaled deeply and held her breath while the
crusty tip of the first turd poked past her sphincter. Like molasses, the
gristly stool slithered out of her ass and dangled precariously between her
legs. Finally, it broke in half under its own weight and fell to the ground
with a soggy thump. Luna finally gasped out the breath that she had so long
been holding in, taking in large gulps of air while her crotch trembled in
arousal.
Luna removed a shaky hand from the wall and slid a finger along her slit while
another fart sputtered from her now dilated asshole. With the initial turd
having cleared the way, more and more ropes of shit slipped through her rectum
like sticks of warm butter, the pressure and motion of which sending waves of
delight all across her pelvis. A series of wet plops splattered onto the shower
floor as each turd broke apart in its descent, turning into miniature chunks
that scattered across the floor. Luna let out a deep breath as the buildup was
immediately voided from her ass, sliding a finger inside of her while another
one brewed in her bowels. The thundering water from the shower combined with
the sound of poop slipping out of her ass and hitting the floor flooded Luna’s
ears while she vigorously slid her finger in and out of her entrance. However,
she slowly became aware of a new sound that invaded her moment of bliss.
Opening her eyes and slowing her motions, the banging of the bathroom door soon
overtook every other sound inside.
“You’d better hurry up in there, Luna!” The voice was muffled from the sound of
the shower, but Luna was almost certain that it was Lori. “I will literally
drive off without you if you don’t get downstairs!”
In all of the excitement, she had completely forgotten about school. The
realization made Luna’s stomach sink. Reluctantly sliding her fingers out of
herself, she slowly scanned the shower floor. Chunky, brown water spilled
through the grates of the drain and mounds of dung stood like tiny mountains
along the swampy landscape. Luna brought her feet down upon and squished them,
trying to ignore the grainy texture of the poop spreading underneath her soles
and seeping between her toes. She wasted no time in stomping all of the solid
matter into paste, and then using her feet to shovel it all down the drain. The
water thankfully helped in washing away the smears and residue and soon it
looked as if the sordid scene had never even happened. With a reluctant sigh,
Luna turned off the water and toweled off, all while grumbling to herself about
how her fun had been cut short. The fact that she hadn’t actually washed
herself at all didn’t register in her mind as she put on her clothes and
stomped down the stairs. Lori was waiting for her at the bottom, a satisfied
smile on her face once she saw her sister. Luna mistook the expression as one
of smugness, as if Lori had known what she was doing up there and took pleasure
from her misery. Luna shot a venomous glare at her sister as she passed her and
stormed out the door. Lori, hurt and utterly confused, stared wordlessly after
Luna before following her and eventually climbing into the driver’s seat of the
van.
School was absolutely miserable. The incident in the shower dominated Luna’s
mind, leaving her frustrated and unable to focus. It was a daily routine for
Luna to masturbate at least once, and it always coincided with taking a shit.
It only made sense to her since it gave her the opportunity to take care of two
needs at the same time, and that said nothing about how the aching sensation
from a burgeoning colon that would cause her nethers to quiver. Even though she
was still a virgin, despite her vehement claims to the contrary, she was fully
convinced that that feeling must be what it felt like to have a big cock up her
ass. Dicks and turds were about the same shape, right? A surefire way for her
to get worked up was by staring at her waste after she had finished dropping a
big load. If each and every one of those snaky, greasy shits was a penis, she
could easily fit them all up her ass. They were a source of pride for her,
especially the bigger ones.
But none of that mattered today because her routine had been interrupted. She
had been robbed of her pleasure and now she had to wait until school was over
before she could do anything about it. Ruminating over her hapless situation,
she at least found solace in the fact that, even as she sat in class, her
digestive system was already hard at work brewing another foul concoction
inside of her. That stinky load should be ready by the time she got home, the
thought causing Luna to grin stupidly as all her previous frustrations melted
away. She crossed her legs, smothering the twitching sensation in her crotch,
while she fantasized how cathartic it will be to expel all that waste all at
once. Or, she thought, maybe she could start the shower up and try everything
all over again once she was home. A glistening rope of drool absently dribbled
from Luna’s lips as the possibilities tumbled about in her mind and caused her
loins to burn. Then, like a pair of cymbals, one thought in particular rung
inside her head. As the sea of fantasies slowly evaporated, this one remained
solid and woefully imposing.
What if she shat herself?
It felt devious, like an affront to every social norm imaginable. It was so
gross, but Luna couldn’t help but wonder why she was getting wet just by
thinking about it. The classroom grew still, all motion slowing to a crawl
until she figured out the obvious. She’s Luna Loud, the rocking rebel. It was
only in her nature to defy standards that society has laid out, and shitting
herself would be the ultimate taboo. Naturally, she owed it to herself to show
society that she doesn’t play by its rules, and what better way to do that than
by filling her panties with a fat, stinky shit?
Classes skipped about like slideshow images. The chatter of students soon
became unintelligible background noise while Luna spent her time thinking about
her clandestine plan. The only time she actually focused on reality was when it
was lunch time. She grinned at her preemptive genius as she sat down at the
lunch table and pulled out her food: a dairy-rich meal of cheese and whole milk
alongside one of Lynn’s signature meatball subs. It was a recipe for a volatile
reaction, as Lisa might put it, which would turn Luna’s digestive system into a
crucible of messy and unrestrained shit. Luna suppressed a pleasured moan at
the prospect as she bit into her sandwich, its dark brown sauce seeping past
the bread and splattering onto the table. Luna noted the fitting visuals, but
resumed eating; can’t get too turned on while trying to eat lunch.
The effects of her meal were felt almost immediately after lunch was over.
Prolonged groans and squelches resonated from Luna’s overworked stomach as it
strained from its efforts of breaking down the fatty foods. Luna felt the gases
inside of her curdle and churn as the food slowly liquefied and passed through
the maze of her intestines. By the time school was over and she was in the van
with the rest of her siblings, the intestinal sludge was already solidifying
into what would eventually become her stool. The long process was not without
its side-effects, and Luna knew that the burgeoning contents in her guts were
still mostly gas rather than solids. That gas had to come out somehow, and Luna
chose to release it naturally rather than hopelessly fight against it.
Hot air shot silently through the pinprick opening of her anus, stinging her
asshole with a sort of wetness while the fumes immediately drifted upwards.
Luna took a deep breath, savoring the pungent odor of her musk. This was her
essence, the smell of her own creation. It was nothing short of bliss to be
surrounded by nothing but her natural odors. Her siblings, however, had
something very different to say once the vapors began to spread throughout the
entire van.
“Ewww!” Lola cried out. “Someone farted!”
“Ugh… smells like more than just a fart,” Lincoln said, pinching the bridge of
his nose.
Lori gagged and rolled down the windows. “One of you had better own that,
because that was literally disgusting.”
“Well, you know what they say: whoever smelt it dealt it, dude,” Luna said
while fighting the urge to smile like a crazy person. That remark alone had
done it, and soon the whole van had erupted into frenzied shouting. Each
passenger shouted and hurled insults at those around them, each one accusing
the other of being the farter. Luna was content to watch the chaos in satisfied
silence, her entire body tingling with a smug sense of pride. The divisive and
destructive power of her farts had caused all this. That knowledge alone was an
ego boost unlike any other.
Once the van pulled into the driveway, nobody said a word to each other as they
filed out. The deafening thunder of nine pairs of feet stomping towards the
door was the only sound that could be heard in the Loud siblings’ eager quest
to get away from each other. Luna lagged behind everyone else, rubbing her sore
belly as her knock-kneed legs struggled to move herself forward. Gravel
crunched underneath her shuffling feet, which were unable to fully get off the
ground due to the heavy load weighing her ass down. The walls of her rectum
strained to contain the humid gas that acted as a plug for all the solid matter
ready to come out. Brief spurts of farts escaped in an attempt to relieve some
of the pressure, popping like firecrackers against her ass. It was immediately
apparent that she’d have to put her plan into action sooner than anticipated,
as making it all the way up to the bathroom in this state seemed a daunting and
near impossible task. However, as degenerate as she was, she couldn’t have her
sisters watch her shit herself; the thought alone made her want to dig herself
a grave in the backyard. There had to be a way for her to relieve herself
without anyone becoming suspicious.
At long last, Luna finally trudged her way into the house, but still without a
solution to her problem. Lori was sprawled out on the couch, eyes glued to her
phone and blind to everything else around her. On the other end of the couch,
Lily sat beside Lori’s feet, sucking her thumb and seemingly just as oblivious
to Luna’s presence as Lori was. A relieved smile stretched across Luna’s face
as she put her remaining energy into a hurried dash behind the couch, all while
trying to keep her stilted footsteps as light as she could. Placing her hands
atop the couch, Luna lowered herself into a squatting position and closed her
eyes to at least maintain the illusion of privacy. If she just pretended she
was in the bathroom, her truly safe haven, this should all pass soon enough.
The overwhelming pressure within Luna began to shift at the rim of her anus,
struggling to break through. Her muscles clenched and she immediately felt
something hot and wet spurt out. Her eyes widened. Was that it? Did she
actually shit herself? She reached a hand under her skirt and wormed her
fingers past her underwear, prodding her anus and searching her panties for any
trace of shit. Luna frowned after her excavation turned up fruitless. It was
just a stupid fart; there wasn’t even any liquid either. Luna took her hand out
of her underwear and sniffed her fingers, relishing the tangy musk that wafted
from her fingertips. There was something about the distinctive odor of ass that
was simply intoxicating to her. The residual funk of the fart also laced her
fingers, smelling of vinegar and beans. She took this as a sure sign that there
was indeed something forming within the pressure cooker that she called her
colon, and that it should be ready any moment now. Sucking in air through her
nose, Luna maintained a steady rhythm of flexing and relaxing her muscles in
hopes of eventually pushing her load out.
Seconds of the clock passed like minutes while Luna remained in her crouched
state. Her fingers dug into the fabric of the couch and her legs twisted into
knots, but she remained diligent in her exercise. The need to shit was
overwhelming, but the sheer effort of going against years of biological
programming was working against her. Sweat drenched her forehead, both from the
physical exertion and from the mental stress she was caught under, and she was
just about ready to give up on the entire thing when she felt something new
inside her asshole. Luna’s eyes opened in surprise as she distinctively felt a
small nub struggling to push out of her ass like a turtle coming from its
shell. Luna took a deep breath and flexed again, hoping to make some more
progress. The nub slowly grew and pushed against the fabric of her panties,
emitting a soft fizzling like a soda can about to be opened. Like brown
frosting out of a bag, the waste flowed out quite smoothly after the initial
push, ballooning outwards within its cotton prison. The warmth of the gushy,
muddy poop spreading along her buttocks and filling her panties felt just like
Luna thought it would; she had to fight the urge to take a hand from the couch
and start fingering herself. The waistband of her panties drooped slightly as
the weight of the ever-growing load began to weigh them down, and a pang of
fear struck Luna once she considered the possibility of any of her shit leaking
out. This was quickly assuaged, however, once the flow of shit slowed and
eventually stopped, leaving Luna with a full, warm, and stinky load safely held
within the confines of her panties.
Luna let out a long sigh once it was over and drifted a curious hand down below
to rub her backside. Her waste was packed in tightly and seemed to make her
already healthy rear appear even larger. Before she could admire herself any
further, a furious outbreak of coughing erupted from the front end of the sofa.
The potent vapors of Luna’s fresh dookie had claimed Lori as their first
victim. Luna grinned evilly at this; subjugating Lori to her noxious musk felt
like an appropriate punishment for what she did this morning.
“Jesus Christ, Lily!” Lori cried out through her coughs. “You’ve made some
stinkers before, but this might literally be the worst one yet!”
Lori scooped up Lily and held the infant at arms’ length as she staggered out
of the room. Luna could swear that Lily gave her a nasty glare right as Lori
turned the corner. She felt a little bad for throwing her baby sister under the
bus like that, but Lily would surely forget the whole thing in a short while.
More importantly, with the two of them gone, Luna could now focus on getting
upstairs. Slowly raising herself out of her crouching position, she felt the
slight jostles of her cargo tremble under its own weight. Once she began making
her first steps, she found the way the poop snugly rubbed against her ass to be
very pleasing. Her buttocks rocked up and down against the packed excrement,
grinding it further down into mush than it already was. As she went up the
stairs, her panties acted as a cradle, leaving the shit to swing to and fro
between her legs with every step she took. Once she reached the top, she began
the arduous shuffle down towards the end of the hallway. The poop hanging
behind her felt like a rock now that she was on level ground once more. It
precariously bounced with every movement of her ass, and she feared that it
could leak at any moment if she wasn’t quick enough.
Fortunately for Luna, no further accidents had occurred by the time she reached
the bathroom. The door slammed behind her and her jittery, eager hands fumbled
with the lock; it was imperative that everything was sealed shut. Only once she
was completely satisfied did she start rubbing her ass, feverishly kneading
handfuls of poop underneath the layers of clothing. The soft and mushy texture
reminded her of Play-Doh. Reaching a hand under her skirt, she began pushing
the shit forward until it reached under her legs and swamped her pussy. She
pushed a finger through the mush and began rubbing herself, biting her lip as
the filth invaded her most private of areas. Her free hand pulled her skirt up
to reveal the lumpy panties, now stained a dark brown. She then placed that
hand down on the center of her ass and squashed the mess flat, feeling tickled
as poop began to escape and ooze out onto her exposed skin.
Finally, Luna peeled off her soiled panties. Weighed down by her waste, the
garment fell to the floor with a heavy splat. Clumps and strings of gooey shit
that still clung to Luna’s ass and crotch slowly began dropping off and falling
to the ground. Aside from the parts of her body that were still caked in shit,
everything from her waist down to her upper thighs was coated in a brownish
film speckled with solid chunks. Globules of shit were tangled in her pubic
hair and formed a ring around her pussy, while her asshole was still
practically plugged with the stuff. With no clothing to impede her, Luna
scooped some of the foul substance from her ass crack and began rubbing it into
her crotch. It worked as a sort of chunky, semi-solid lubricant when she began
dipping her greedy fingers inside of herself. Of course, it was better than any
normal lube because it was hers; she made it all by herself. Brown, translucent
juices coated her fingers and trickled down her trembling thighs, which
weakened as her carnal desires grew. Distracted by the pounding sensation in
her loins, she absent-mindedly brought her free hand to her face, unaware that
it was still covered with shit. Luna recoiled from the slick, grainy texture
that now coated her cheek and brought the hand to her face.
Muddy goop stuck to every square inch on Luna’s fingers, making them resemble
elongated Tootsie Rolls. Luna pulled her other hand away from her crotch to
find that it looked the same, albeit more runny and sticky thanks to her
juices. An instinctive thought chimed in her head, telling her that she should
wash her hands. It was soon joined by another, more sinister thought that
advised her against using the sink. Her pink tongue poked out of her mouth as
she contemplated tasting her own shit. While she enjoyed the smell, she always
strayed from that idea in the fear that the taste might turn her off from her
fetish altogether. Still, with how degenerate she was already acting, she might
as well go the extra mile and do it anyway.
Tentatively, Luna stuck her tongue against a fingertip. It tasted absolutely
rancid, but the smell itself was too intoxicating to resist. Remnants of the
stench clung to Luna’s taste buds, which helped distract her while she licked
both of her hands clean. It was an acquired taste, she realized, very acidic
but strangely meaty. She then looked down at the stew of feces that lay at her
feet. Bits of the meatball sub she had earlier could be seen in the foamy,
semi-liquid mass. Surely this would taste better than the mere residue and
scraps she had just licked off. One turd stood out prominently atop the pile,
coiled like a resting serpent. Luna grabbed it and held it up to her face,
ogling it as it drooped in her hungry grip.
Like a banana, she slid the limp turd into her mouth and took a bite. Her gag
reflex went into overdrive, but she forced herself not to spit anything back
out. The soft matter instantly crumbled under her teeth and soon her mouth was
filled with pungent, lumpy sludge. Shit-covered fingers clamped onto her nose
as she forced herself to swallow her mouthful. Absolutely intoxicating. She
needed more. Her tongue greedily swirled around in her mouth in search of any
last trace of her snack while she looked back down at the rest of the shit
below. Before she could dive into her new meal though, her eyes drifted to the
toilet and a new thought came to her. Surely a meal this grand deserved a
proper bowl to eat it out of.
Luna scooped the mess off the floor, the mushy weight dripping and sagging
within her cupped hands. Holding it over the toilet bowl, she began shoveling
the entirety of her excrement off of her panties. The toilet water splashed and
sloshed as wave after wave of muddy shit cascaded into the bowl, stray brown
droplets splattering outwards on occasion and onto the floor. At last, the
toilet was full of coiled clumps of doughy, brown stew. The water helped to
break down the more solid bits that were left, the chunks swirling about in the
murky, foamy broth. Luna licked her lips and tossed her soiled panties aside
before promptly plunging her head into the bowl to feast on her succulent
treat. With jaws hanging open, she gulped down entire mouthfuls of both water
and feces, forcing them down her throat quickly in order to make room for the
next serving. She considered using her hands at one point, but they were too
preoccupied in sliding their gooey, chunky digits in and out of her burning
pussy. This overload in her crotch combined with her massive hunger often
distracted her from her need to breathe, leaving her with copious amounts of
viscous, brown water streaming down her face and clinging to her skin every
time she resurfaced. She took only a few deep gasps before plunging back down
once again; every second spent breathing is a second where she’s not chomping
down on that good shit.
The rancid soup scoured her throat and stung her eyes, despite her best efforts
to keep them closed. Still, she dutifully continued sucking up every meaty bit
of poop her mouth could reach. Her fingers also continued to viciously stroke
and jab inside her entrance, coating her insides with the residue of her
decadent creation. With tremors rolling out from her crotch to the rest of her
body, Luna forced herself to resurface one last time once the pressure in her
crotch became too much to bare. Desperate gasps for air turned into breathless
moans of elation as her muscles spasmed and her inner walls clenched around her
grubby fingers. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets while she slumped to the
floor, panting hungrily and grinding against her hand as she rode out her
orgasm. In the midst of her euphoria, she became faintly aware of her anus
beginning to dilate, as if ready to push something out. With a sputtering,
brassy fart, a slow moving discharge of chunky sludge seeped out of her ass and
spattered onto the floor. This sent another jolt through Luna’s body and
contorted her open mouth into a sort of ecstatic grin. It wasn’t too often that
she’d shit herself mid-orgasm, and the feeling of both of her holes contracting
at the same was something that could hardly be replicated by any other means.
Drenched in sweat, water, and feces was how Luna Loud found herself after her
orgasm. Shallow breaths flitted from her gaping jaws and her hips idly
continued to press against her hand in the vain hope that she could ride one
more wave. The acrid stench of filth stung her nose and coated the inside of
her mouth, and remnants of her filth were scattered about the bathroom floor
and all over the toilet. Luna snorted in a deep breath through her nose,
savoring the scent while her tongue lapped along her shit-stained lips. She
couldn’t wait to do all of this again tomorrow.
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