Natalia Kapretti - Going home covered in shit

As Natalia Kapretti approached her building after a long day at work, she couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance. Her toilet slut Kat had insisted on tagging along despite her protests, promising to help her relieve herself by the bushes instead of waiting for them to get inside their swanky downtown penthouse. It felt humiliating enough having a shit-obsessed personal assistant; she didn't need an audience of passersby to witness her discomfort.

Before she could turn away, however, her eyes widened in horror as Kat pulled down her pants and sat bare-assed near the bushes. "What do you think you're doing?!" Natalia demanded, her voice shaking with both anger and fear. "I-I have to pee, Natalia," Kat replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "And so? You're going to pee on me?!" Natalia stammered, her face flushing with embarrassment.

But to her surprise, Kat's answer was anything but apologetic. "Ah, I see," she said, smirking. "You pee, and what? Ah, so! I'll help you pee now." With that, she climbed onto her knees and leaned over Natalia, her omegalol lips parting in anticipation. "Go ahead," she purred. "Pee on me."

Feeling incredibly exposed and helpless, Natalia did as she was told, letting out a surprisingly long stream of urine that splashed against Kat's eagerly waiting mouth. The warm, pissy taste flooded her senses as she watched in horror as Kat drank greedily, her tongue darting out to catch every drop. "And now," Kat said, licking her lips, "let's move on to the main course."

Natalia tried to protest, but before she could even utter a word, she felt something solid and warm pressing against her ass. "What are you doing?!" she screamed, recognizing the tendrils of fear that were starting to take hold of her. "I'm taking a shit on you," Kat replied nonchalantly, reaching around to spread Natalia's ass cheeks apart. "But you're covered in urine already!" Natalia protested weakly, feeling powerless to resist the increasingly depraved situation she found herself in.

With that, Kat pushed her wet, sticky butthole against Natalia's body, letting her shit flow freely onto the shivering wannabe model. "Don't worry," Kat murmured softly, rubbing her shitty ass against Natalia's quivering body. "I always wipe clean." As she spoke, she reached down and slipped her dripping asshole off Natalia's skin, leaving a trail of slimy, brown shit behind. Natalia was left covered in a thin layer of feces, her once-white jacket now stained with streaks of brown and the unmistakable stench of shit filling the air around them. "Now you're going home covered in shit," Kat said, grinning ear to ear. "Keep your head up, let everyone see your shitty face."

Before Natalia could say a word, Kat helped her stand up, her shaky legs still trembling from the surreal encounter. She couldn't believe this was happening to her—that she was being forced to act as a human toilet for her perverted assistant. As they began to walk towards their building, Natalia couldn't help but feel the weight of her own shame pressing down upon her. Every step seemed to echo through the silent streets, amplifying the disgusting sounds of shit smeared against her body and trickling down her leg...