Poopy Stories

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The Homewrecker Ch. 06

by Rimcrim on Apr 30, 2018
Fetish

I couldn't believe this was happening. We had arrived at my house, Fabonita driving her Rolls Royce. She had insisted that today she would meet my wife. I begged her not to tell my wife anything we had done together. She looked at me with a gleam in her eyes. "I will do what I want, papi. And if that is to leave your shitty marriage in tact, I will do so. I...

The Diaper Spa Pt. 10

by clazzjoud on Sep 10, 2018
Fetish

Angela wasn't exactly thrilled about the idea of seeing Ashley on Monday. Their encounter at Margaret's had been stressing her out all weekend. She kept thinking about what she should and shouldn't have said. Though Judith was around to provide happy distractions, it still weighed heavily. She approached the chart for the day with caution. Sure enough, she...

Three Finger Bobb, Space Trooper

by Baba8 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Three Finger Bobb, Space Trooper Green Armed Penis, Loaded for Hookers Chapter Three Trooper Bobb entered the "No Shit" platoon capsule under the sign that said. No Shit No Poopy No Gas All shitter's must ring the shit bell "Hi, Top Shit. Trooper Bobb reporting for duty, Sir." "That's Mr. Top Shit to you. Welcome aboard Trooper. If you ever call me...

The Diaper Spa Pt. 06

by clazzjoud on May 9, 2018
Fetish

On a Tuesday morning, Angela's alarm didn't go off. It wasn't even set, for that matter, but she still yawned awake at around 7 a.m., her internal clock so well-developed. It usually came in handy but not so much today. It was her day off from Padded Bliss, as it was for everyone else at the spa. Cold weather in the region had frozen the pipes in the buildin...

The Smelly Accident

by magiconnecticut on Mar 25, 2019
Fetish

"I really have to go, Tom!" It had been such a beautiful day. Huge crowds, great food, awesome beer. There were 3 stages and different musical acts nearly every hour. It was the biggest food festival in the east coast and Tina and I looked forward to this event all year. Even driving the 3 hrs to get there was a terrific adventure, as our route took us thro...

Poopy Pals Pt. 04

by pantspooper on Oct 8, 2018
Fetish

Michael stared intently into his boyfriend's eyes, closing out their bill at the cafe down the street. Brunch was excellent as usual, but he couldn't wait for dessert at home. James and Michael were now two months into their relationship. And while they were definitely exclusive with one another, they were definitely fine with taking it slow. Michael loved...

Teaching Chantelle Ch. 00

by BlueTang on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

[MF, background conversation but no sex] Tag: It was only a car ride... This prologue gives you the background of how my friend Chantelle and I met, and about some of the conversations we had over the years where got to know each other VERY well. This set the stage for our later play, and it's true, but the prologue has no sex. If you want to get to the ac...

Poopy Pals Pt. 01

by pantspooper on Jan 13, 2018
Fetish

James stood happily that morning in front of the mirror, enjoying his free Saturday, wondering what antics he'd get up to for the weekend. He flexed his strong but lean core, shaved carefully twice a week to expose his rippling abs that extended all the way down to the waistband of his white Hanes briefs. Boxes lay all over the new apartment, clothes piled...

Corn For Breakfast

by Libertineman on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

Like the majority of men, I have always had fantasies about women I find attractive. So strong are they, that I find myself wanting to savor any and every part of a woman's body. I've asked them for their chewed gum. I've asked girls to spit into my beer at a bar. Pee into my coffee cup and watch me drink it, sucked toes, licked ass holes. For me, any part o...

Poopy Pals Pt. 02

by pantspooper on Feb 6, 2018
Fetish

James washed himself thoroughly in the shower, cleansing away his long Friday as an associate at the firm. A suit laid crumpled on the tile floor, next to a sweaty pair of his favorite- Hanes white briefs. He pondered for a moment how many of those pairs he owned had been filled with piles of his poop. It had to have been all of them, perhaps, at this point....