Love to Shit Girls - Poopy Plastic Panties

Goddess, clad in a tight, figure-hugging dress, slowly and deliberately lowered herself onto the swanky toilet seat. Her plump, round backside pressed against the cool porcelain, separated only by a thin layer of disposable toilet paper. Upon inspecting her ample ass, she let out a soft moan of satisfaction. "Oh yes, my perfect little toy," she purred, admiring the two small plastic panties peeking out from the waistband of her skirt.

Contracting her gluteal muscles, the girl gave the thumbs up sign. With a grin, Her depraved companion quickly pulled her skirt up to her waist, revealing a second, slightly larger pair of panties underneath. Sitting there, Goddess's ass now spread open like a blooming rosebud, she let out a soft grunt as her companion reached between her legs and began teasing her soaking wet pussy through the thin barrier of her drenched panties.

"Oh babygirl, you're so wet for me already," cooed her companion, slipping a finger inside her tight, hot cunt. "You just can't get enough of my piss and shit, can you?" Goddess moaned, a shiver of anticipation running through her body at the thought of what was to come. "Tell me," she said, her voice low and husky, "should we get started?"

As if in response, Goddess felt a warm, gurgling sensation deep within her bowels. She squirmed uncomfortably on the toilet seat, trying to relieve the pressure. "Please, dear God, make it stop," she whimpered, her face contorting in pain. But even as she begged for release, a sly smirk curled on her lips. This was the moment she had been waiting for - the moment when she would unleash a wave of excretion unlike anything her companion had ever seen before.

With a forceful heave, Goddess pushed out a massive turd. It landed with a splat against the toilet bowl, splattering the sides with a thick coating of fecal matter. As the disgusting mess slid down, she could feel another one coming, even bigger than the first. She braced herself for the impending impact, digging her nails into the soft flesh of her upper thighs. "Ahhhh!" she screamed, oblivious to anything but the intense pleasure coursing through her body.

Despite the stench and filth surrounding her, Goddess felt more alive than she ever had before. The sensation of her own fecal matter pressing against her tight, exposed asshole sent shivers of delight up her spine. By the time she finished relieving herself, the toilet bowl was full to the brim with her poop. Weak with exhaustion, she stumbled off the toilet and onto the floor, panting heavily.

Her companion rushed to her side, kneeling and gently wiping her tears away with a soft, warm cloth. "There, there," he cooed, his eyes filled with admiration. "You did it, my little poop princess. Now let's get these dirty panties off of you."

Slowly and methodically, like ripping open a loved one's present on Christmas morning, he started tugging at the elastic waistbands of Goddess's panties. The first pair of poop-encrusted plastic panties slid down her legs with a sickening squelch, revealing her filthy ass cheeks and the massive dollops of shit clinging to her inner thighs. "Oh my," breathed her companion, unable to tear his eyes away from the spectacle before him. "You really are a goddess of filth, aren't you?"

Goddess smiled modestly, glancing down at the second pair of panties still covering her ass. "Have I mentioned how much I love these things?" she asked, her voice as sweet as molasses. "Spreading my love all over the place." Her companion chuckled, squeezing her plump bottom appreciatively. "I can't argue with that," he said, pulling the last pair of panties down to her ankles. "You are indeed a goddess."