Barely legal 18 - I shit on the table

18 years old, and finally legal. Jessica couldn't wait to celebrate. She and her friend Alex had come up with the perfect plan: they would throw a party at Jessica's place, invite some guys they knew from school, and let loose. Jessica's parents were away for the weekend, so they wouldn't find out about the wild plans they had in store. The living room was decorated with balloons and streamers, the music was blasting, and the fridge was stacked with alcohol and snacks.

As the night wore on, the guests started to get rowdy. Jessica and Alex were dancing on the table, showing off their tight bodies in their miniskirts and crop tops. They were having the time of their lives, enjoying the attention they were getting from the guys. Suddenly, Jessica felt a weird sensation in her stomach. She hadn't eaten much, but she thought she might be getting hungry. Without a word, she excused herself from the crowd and hurried to the bathroom.

She didn't realize what was happening until she was already on the toilet seat. There was no way she could hold it in any longer. The food from earlier, mixed with the booze, was pushing its way out of her tight little asshole. With a loud moan, Jessica gave in to her body's demands and released a huge turd. It was long and thick, the smell almost overpowering. She couldn't believe she had just taken a dump all over the toilet seat. But the feeling of relief was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.

Deciding to be adventurous, Jessica reached for some toilet paper and rubbed it against her asshole, cleaning off some of the excess feces. The feeling was surprisingly pleasant. She scooped up some more of the soft, warm cake with the tissue and started playing with it between her fingers. It was so soft, like putty. Before she knew it, she was applying it to her arms, legs, chest—anywhere she could think of. She even tasted it, and found that it wasn't half bad. In that moment, she realized that she had a scat fetish. She couldn't believe it was something she'd never discovered before now.

Feeling braver, Jessica decided to take things one step further. She went back to the party and found Alex, who was still dancing on the table. "Hey, let's switch places," she said with a grin. Without asking why, Alex agreed. She climbed down from the table, leaving it open for Jessica to have her fun.

Jessica positioned herself over the table and let loose again. This time, she pushed as much as she could out of her ass, covering the entire surface in a thick, golden layer of shit. She looked down at her handiwork with pride, marveling at how much she had produced. With a mischievous gleam in her eye, she grabbed a crumpled-up napkin from the mess on the table and started smearing the shit around, leaving little trails across the surface. God, it felt so good.

She looked over at Alex, who was watching her with wide eyes. "What are you doing?" she asked, shocked but intrigued.

"I have a scat fetish," Jessica confessed, feeling a rush of excitement run through her body. "I never knew until now." She scooped up a handful of her turd and held it out to Alex. "Try it."

Alex hesitated for a moment, but before she knew it, she was rubbing her fingers through the warm, sticky mess. It wasn't as gross as she thought it would be—in fact, it was kind of arousing. She let Jessica coax her into eating some of it as well. When they were both covered in shit from head to toe, Jessica helped Alex up onto the table. She couldn't wait to see what her friend would do with her newfound love for all things scatty.

Alex let loose with a gasp, coating the table in an even thicker layer of shit than Jessica had managed. The two girls giggled and clapped as they continued to explore their new shared fetish. The guys gathered around, watching in shock and disgust, but Jessica couldn't care less. This was their special moment. Their sick secret. And they were going to enjoy every second of it.