Scat Goddess Amanda - Scat Corn Fest p1

Welcome back to my world of scat and filth, where I, Scat Goddess Amanda, reign supreme. Today's story gets dirty from the start, as I prepare for a special session with my devoted toilet slave, M. You see, I've developed quite the taste for corn lately; specifically, eating it, shitting it out, and then making M subject himself to my foulest desires. Imagine the look of terror in his eyes as he realizes his mistress has turned into a true scat queen!

The night before our encounter, I indulged myself in a feast of corn-on-the-cob and cornbread stuffed with even more corn. The thought of it all baking inside me made my heart race with anticipation. As I lay in bed, my luscious behind grinding against the soft sheets, I couldn't help but wonder how much of that delicious yellow goodness would find its way into my poop. Would it stretch my asshole open like a greedy little slut? Would it come out in chunks or smooth as butter? So many exciting possibilities!

Morning finally arrived, and with it came the moment I had been waiting for: bathroom time. I burst into the bathroom, my skirt hiked up around my waist, my plump ass on full display, and unleashed a torrent of shit that would have made even the most seasoned farmers blush. Round after round of pungent, golden-brown feces plopped into the toilet bowl, filling the room with its intoxicating aroma. But amidst all that filth, I spotted something that made my heart sing: pieces of corn mixed in with my poop!

Corn in my scat! This was too good to be true! I giggled with delight as I lifted my dress back up and stepped out of the toilet, the warm, sticky mess covering my feet. I strutted over to my poor pathetic slave, who knelt at my feet with a bowl of steaming hot water and a scrub brush. "Here, M," I purred, "prepare yourself for a treat."

Without giving him a chance to object, I lowered my glorious ass down onto the bowl, my plump cheeks spread wide apart. A moment later, I felt something hard and cool pressed against my anus, pushing against the wall of shit leading up to my hungry asshole. I closed my eyes, anticipation coursing through my veins, as M began to probe my tight hole with his finger, searching for any remaining morsels of corn. And yet, even as he penetrated me with his filthy fingers, I found myself growing wet with excitement.

Finally, when I could barely stand the anticipation any longer, M withdrew his fingers from my asshole, leaving a trail of fecal matter stretched between us. He cupped his hands together, palms facing upwards, and I saw the glint of gold as a piece of corn tumbled into his waiting hands. He brought it up to my lips, his breath trembling as he awaited my reaction. And when I opened my mouth and accepted that first sweet, creamy bite of corn-drenched shit, my eyes rolled back in my head, and a moan of pure ecstasy tore from my lips.

From that moment on, it was a frenzy of filth and forbidden pleasure. M's fingers explored every inch of my tight, puckered asshole, scooping out handfuls of warm, soggy shit and bringing them back to my waiting mouth. I sucked eagerly on each morsel, the tangy flavor sending shivers of delight down my spine. And as my arousal grew, so did my need for release. I pushed M's head down between my legs, grinding my sopping-wet pussy against his face, desperate for him to taste my juices mixed with the filth that coated my ass.

Finally, when I could stand the tension no longer, I bent over the edge of the tub, presenting my ass once again to my loyal servant. With a moan of anticipation, M dove in, his tongue probing my tight rosebud and his fingers massaging my asshole, preparing me for what was to come. And then, with a cry of ecstasy, I released the entirety of my pent-up lust onto his face and in his mouth, coating him in a warm, sticky sheen of my scat and love juices.

And so ends part one of our scatty, filthy adventure. Stay tuned for part two, where we'll delve even deeper into Amanda's corn-filled asshole and the depraved delight that it brings her.