Scat Goddess Amanda - Sucking My Poop Balls from Toilet

As Scat Goddess Amanda, I couldn't help but feel aroused by the filth and the thought of sharing it with someone. The thrill of having someone know what I had been up to was exciting enough to make my heart race. I had been out shopping, my thong soaked in my own juices and piss, making me all the more eager for my next scat escapade.

I arrived at the convenience store's bathroom, eager to indulge in my desires. The cool tiles against my skin were invigorating as I pushed open the door and locked it behind me. I wasted no time pulling down my panties and exposing my wet, hairy pussy.

I reached between my legs and started rubbing my clit, imagining the dirty things I was about to do. With one hand, I pushed out a firm poop ball, savoring the sensation of the warm, soft feces against my finger. My other hand moved faster between my legs, teasing my already sensitive clit with a finger covered in my freshly squeezed out poop. The dual sensations were overwhelmingly erotic, making every nerve in my body tingle with anticipation.

My body felt incredibly raw and exposed as I continued to pleasure myself. With each passing moment, the smell of my shit grew stronger, filling the small enclosed space with its earthy aroma. It excited me beyond words, knowing that someone could walk in at any moment and be met with the unmistakable scent of scat.

Feeling even more turned on by the thought of being discovered, I pulled my panties up slightly, revealing the puckered hole of my asshole. I couldn't resist teasing myself with a finger, imagining it being replaced by a cock that belonged to someone watching me. The thought sent shockwaves through my body, making me lewdly moisten my thighs with more of my own shit.

Just as I was about to climax, I heard someone knocking on the door. My heart raced as I tried to compose myself, smearing some of my shit on my lips in anticipation of the moment. I took a deep breath and walked to the door, still feeling the warm, gooey substance on my tongue. When I opened it, there was a gasp from the cute blonde girl standing outside, who must have been looking at me while I was getting off on the filth.

As our eyes met, I saw the confusion and horror in hers as she tried to process what she was seeing. I smiled smugly, knowing full well that my scent was engulfing her senses just as much as it had mine. My pussy was still throbbing from the thought of sharing my filth with someone, and the knowledge that this girl was now privy to my most intimate desires only fueled my arousal further.

I turned to walk towards the register, enjoying the way my ass swayed in the tight skirt. I could feel her gaze burning a hole in my back as I sensed her curiosity and disgust warring inside her. I knew that she would be thinking about what she had just seen for days to come, and the thought of that was incredibly arousing. I couldn't wait to get home and unload the rest of my shit into the toilet, imagining all the dirty thoughts running through her mind.

The power I held over others with my scat fetish was intoxicating. I loved the thrill of being discovered, knowing that my secret desires were being shared with someone else. As I picked out my items on the register, I couldn't help but imagine the girl trying to hide her fascination with me, wondering what other filthy things I was keeping hidden beneath my skirt.

I paid for my items and left the store, the scent of my shit still trailing behind me. Outside, I took a deep breath of the fresh air, feeling invigorated by the dirty thoughts that filled my mind. I knew that I would soon return home, finding a new way to indulge in my scat fetish and sharing it with others who dared to embrace their darkest desires, just like me.