Taylor woke up in the dark, feeling something warm and wet on her legs. She slowly opened her eyes, trying to adjust to the dim light seeping in through the curtains. She hadn't had much sleep last night and was wiped out from her long shift at work. As she stretched her arms, she realized that the warm feeling on her legs wasn't just her tossing and turning in bed. She looked down to see a puddle of pee that had spread across the duvet and onto the sheets.
Taylor sat up with a start, quickly realizing what had happened. She had had too much to drink at the office party last night, and in her drunken state, she must have lost control of her bladder. She groaned, feeling embarrassed and grossed out by herself. Despite the uncomfortable situation, she couldn't help but notice how soft and squishy her stomach felt, like there was something else there.
She stood up and walked to the bathroom, still feeling the warm mass on her legs. She didn't want to get her hopes up, but maybe there was more to this than just pee? As she stepped into the shower, she bent down to pick up the duvet and gasped in surprise. There, between her legs, was a huge mess of diarrhea and what looked like tiny pieces of feces.
Taylor stood there, frozen, trying to process what she was seeing. She hadn't eaten anything that could have caused this, and she certainly hadn't felt any urge to poop. As she tentatively touched the mess on her skin, she couldn't help but feel turned on. It was disgusting, sure, but there was something so taboo and alluring about it at the same time.
She stood there in the shower, washing the mess off her skin and feeling a strange mix of emotions. She couldn't believe she was turned on by this, yet she couldn't deny the growing excitement between her legs. As she finally finished washing everything, she stepped out of the shower and into the c
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