Love to Shit Girls - Ally College Hole Poop
Ally was indeed a college girl, fresh-faced and full of life. She had always been known for her quick wit and infectious smile, making her the life of every party she attended. Her sleek blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and toned body were the envy of many girls her age. However, Ally had a secret that set her apart from the rest.
She loved to shit girls. Not in a perverse or cruel way, but rather as a way to connect with others on a deeply intimate level. It was a strange fetish, indeed, but it made her feel alive and exhilarated. She spent countless hours online, researching and participating in forums dedicated to this peculiar kink.
One day, Ally received a message from a fellow perv on one of the forums she frequented. The message was from a guy who claimed to have access to a girl who was willing to let herself be used for Ally's pleasure. He described her as cute, innocent, and unsuspecting. The thought of it sent shivers down Ally's spine.
After some careful planning and exchanging of messages, they decided to meet at an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. Ally had never met anyone in real life who shared her interests before, and she was both terrified and excited. She arrived early, her heart pounding in anticipation.
As she waited, she thought about the girl she would be meeting. Her mind wandered to all the dirty things she wanted to do to her - smear her face in her own shit, make her eat it all, fuck her tight little asshole until she couldn't take anymore. She even wondered what the girl's taste might be like; sweet and innocent, or salty with the taste of her own fear?
Finally, the guy arrived, and so did the girl. She was indeed cute and innocent-looking, with soft blonde hair and big eyes that looked around nervously. Her body was petite yet curvy, perfectly framed by a pair of tight jeans and a cropped top. Ally's pussy throbbed at the sight of her.
"Hello, Ally," the guy said, offering his hand. "I'd like you to meet my friend, Sarah."
Sarah looked up at Ally, her eyes widening in fear. Ally tried to reassure her with a smile, but deep down, she knew this girl was about to experience things she could never even imagine.
"Hi, Sarah," Ally said softly. "I promise I won't hurt you. Can you trust me?"
Sarah nodded hesitantly, her hands trembling. Ally led her to a dirty, abandoned toilet stall, the smell of shit wafting through the air. This was where it was all going to happen.
"Just remember, this is your decision, Sarah," Ally said gently, kneeling beside her. "You can stop anytime you want."
Sarah nodded again, eyes welling up with tears. Ally knew she was scared, but she also knew that part of her was excited by the prospect of pleasure mixed with pain. She reached into Sarah's jeans and slid her finger into her tight little asshole, gasping at how hot and wet she already was.
"Oh fuck," Sarah moaned, her mouth drooling with anticipation.
As Ally continued to finger her asshole, she reached around and started rubbing Sarah's clit through her panties. Sarah's body shook with desire, her hips grinding against Ally's hand.
"I want you to shit all over me, Ally," Sarah whispered, her voice barely audible above the growling of her stomach. "I want to feel your hot, nasty shit covering my face."
And with that, Ally stood up, pulled down her panties, and sat on the dirty toilet. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and let rip the most massive, stinkiest shitload imaginable. It sprayed out of her in waves, hitting the ground and splattering against the walls.
When she was finished, she opened her eyes and looked down at Sarah, who was laid out before her like a sacrifice to the goddess of shit. Tears were streaming down her face, but there was something else there too - a twisted kind of ecstasy that only someone who truly understands the depths of this fetish could feel.
"That was amazing, Ally," Sarah breathed. "Thank you."
Ally smiled, reaching down and pulling Sarah to her feet. They embraced, their bodies pressing against each other, their hearts beating as one. Suddenly, something shifted in the air between them. Despite the filthy, degrading act they had just shared, there was a sense of connection, of understanding, that transcended anything they had ever experienced before.
"I think I'm in love with you, Sarah," Ally whispered into her ear.
And just like that, their story began. A tale of lust and pain, pleasure and love, all wrapped up in a steaming pile of shit.
