Strong credit histories and a well-presented pitch were enough for Samantha and Lindsey to get a loan to open their club. Lindsey had recently received her MBA and was excited to bring her business smarts and her pooping love together. Samantha knew she was the right person to work with, as she wasn't going to let anything unacceptable slip by. Finding a ve...
Skyler squirmed at her desk. "Thank goodness I sit in the back row" the petite brunette with the hourglass figure thought as she rubbed her plump belly through the soft fabric of her blouse. It had started during her senior health class; one class after lunch. She had seemingly just sat back and begun to daydream when she felt her tummy rumble a bit. Nat...
In the morning Dale required a quick blow job before he let me go. At about 5:50, I bolted out of the cab of his truck like a bat out of hell, laptop under my arm, and raced to my parents' car to drive home. When spring semester started and we were back at TU, I resumed my hellish existence as Tyler's (and Shelly's) complete and total slave - or, "good frie...
Authors Note: First I want to thank everyone who has been voting, viewing, commenting and emailing. I'm so surprised (but insanely pleased) by how my first story has been received! It took a lot of courage to post my work publicly so thank you to those who have been kind enough to encourage me to continue. I'll try to keep the postings consistent. Expect...
I'm not sure why Emily asked me to write this story down. It's just a funny, gross thing that happened to us a couple weeks back. My name's Roweena. I'm a college student in my mid-20s, a little older than most of my classmates. I can't afford the student housing, so I live at home and commute to campus every day. My best friend Emily lives at home, too. S...
Authors Note This story is a continuation of The Naughty Patient, and while the first chapter is fairly mild in its scatological content, this chapter is much more graphic. You may want to skip this if scat isn't your thing. As always, constructive comments and feedback are welcomed. =============== It was almost 5pm on Friday and the small family practic...
Julia's seat gently vibrated. She closed her eyes to enjoy the delicate tingle on her spine as the wings extended out of the Humming Bird 709, a small seater that fit twelve people for those places that were rarely traveled to. The orientation of the spacecraft reconfigured from shooting through space like a rocket to that of an airplane to glide down to the...
Angela Rivers had become a regular at Padded Bliss, the local treatment center known colloquially as "The Diaper Spa." For the last five months, she had been getting diaper changes from other women who appreciated her and her independence. She could drop a big load in her diaper and have the size of her poop marveled at. If her diaper leaked, they would play...
Weekend At Becky's If you go down in the woods today, you're sure of a big surprise Part One: Brown Eyed Bears Okay, remember how my first scene ended with me throwing up on the camera? Not good, I hear you say. Not so fast, say I. Turns out this was not a career ending move, rather it's the scat equivalent of the money shot. Becky is on the phone and en...
Charlie's throat was sore from trying to scream to be let out. He had finally given up yelling, resigning to his fate as inhabiting his step-sister's gigantic behind. She had put some leggings on now, to keep him in place. Like her mother, her bottom was too big for any pants that could be bought at a store, only custom-made. Carmen strutted around with extr...