Scat Story

 

 

 

Bridget and Alyssa Make Arnold Eat Shit

 

 

My name is Arnold. I am a 27-year old male who just can't seem to catch a break.

I recently moved back in with my parents and sister, because I've been a failure

in every aspect of my life, and cannot succeed on my own. My reappearance in the

household has not been well received by my 17-year old sister-she and her

friends have always treated me with total contempt and disrespect (as do all

women). This world has definitely gone very wrong for me. As usual, this

particular day began inauspiciously. I had approached a beautiful 17-year old

girl (whom I had seen around town), and asked her out-but she very rudely turned

me down, so I spent the evening by myself. Later on, I returned home to find

that my sister was hosting another slumber party. So to avoid being picked on by

everyone there, I decided to go to my room, where I eventually fell asleep.

However, in the middle of the night, I was awakened by a vicious SLAP to my

face. I looked up, and saw none other than the face of the girl who had turned

me down! Her name is Bridget, and she is so incredibly beautiful, that my cock

inflated immediately. She has long jet-black hair, tanned white skin, huge tits,

a small waist, a gorgeous ass, long shapely legs, tall stature (she is probably

over 6 feet tall), and an unbelievably sexy Scottish accent (she was born in

Scotland, and her family moved here to the United States when she was a child).

Anyway, whenever I see her around town, and hear her speaking to someone, I just

drool uncontrollably. That's why I approached her that day (even though I

realize that I have no chance at all of ever acquiring any female

companionship).

 

"Wake up, asshole!" she screamed. The sound of laughter caused me to look

around. Upon doing so, I quickly discovered that two additional girls were in my

room, as well. They were standing on either side of me, smiling wickedly. "I

hope I didn't ruin your night by rejecting you," said Bridget "so I've decided

to give you another chance. Of course, it's not like you have a choice in the

matter." I tried to sit up, but my wrists were tied to the bedposts, along with

my ankles. All I could move was my head. "So you want to go on a date with me?"

she asked. "First, you'll have to impress me. And in order for you to do that,

you'll have to go through a ton of humiliation. I don't date just anybody, you

know." With that, she sat on my stomach and set her feet on either side of my

head, holding it still. Then, she used my face to pry off both of her filthy

sneakers.

 

"What are you doing?" I demanded. "I'm doing anything that I want to do,"

Bridget replied. "And you're going to do whatever the fuck I want to do, as

well-starting with smelling my stinky feet. But first a little appetizer." She

took her sneaker, pressed the open end over my nose, and held it there. I

quickly turned my head to the side, because the stench was horrendous. In an

instant, Bridget's two friends were sitting next to my bed, on either side of my

head. They extended their legs, so that the filthy soles of their sneakers were

squeezing my head into an upright position, thereby forcing me to smell the

stench inside Bridget's rotting sneaker. With one hand pressed tightly over my

mouth, Bridget held her sneaker over my nose with her other hand. I felt so

humiliated-I was being woman-handled by teenagers! "Get your nose in there,

Arnold!" she commanded. "Get your nose way up into the sweaty, stinky toe

section and smell my foot odor, you fucking loser. Just smell that stench, you

ugly little creep! I'm gonna kick your sissy ass for bothering me, you old fart.

A fucking pervert like you deserves to be worked over. How do you like that

smell, Arnold? I have been wearing these sneakers for so many years now, that

there are actually things growing inside them! Just smell that atrocious odor,

you jerk. Suffer, you fucking loser!"

 

After about an hour of this mistreatment, Bridget said "Okay, I think you're

ready for the real thing now." Instantly, her sneakers were replaced with both

her sock-covered feet. They smelled so horrible! "I've been wearing these socks

for two weeks now, so I'm sure they really stink. What do you think, slave?" I

would have argued with the "slave" part, but I had a face-full of her dirty,

stinky feet. "You like that smell? Does it turn you on, Arnold? I bet it does. I

knew you'd like it, you little pervert. Let's just see how long you can take

it." Bridget continued to rub her reeking, filthy, sweaty socks into my face,

until she was good and ready to stop.

 

The entire time, I was forced to breathe only through my tortured nose; the

girls who were forcefully sandwiching my skull between their (now bare) feet,

had taken off their utterly filthy, sweat-soaked socks, and stuffed them right

into my poor mouth. Meanwhile, the raunchy, outlandish odor of Bridget's

sock-covered feet was killing me.

 

"Are you ready to give up yet, slave?" she asked. "Do you want my stinky socks

out of your face?" "Yes" I mumbled through the sole of her sock. "Then you have

to do me a favor first," she said. "Relationships go two ways, you know. Stick

out your tongue." She removed the socks from my mouth, but I hesitated to

comply. "Have it your way," she said as she pressed her feet even harder onto my

face. "Fine" I mumbled and stuck out my tongue. She immediately pressed her heel

onto my tongue, and slowly rubbed the entire sole of her foot across it, until

the bottoms of her toes rested there. Then, she did the same with her other

foot. The taste was nauseating, and I could feel bits of dirt, fiber, and foot

sweat collecting in my mouth. She left her toes resting there for awhile. Then,

she suddenly shoved all her toes into my mouth, forcing it wide open. "Now suck

on my socks slave, if you ever want to get them out of your face." So I sucked

for all I was worth. What choice did I have?

 

After too long a time period, she said "Very good, slave-now one last thing.

Grip the toe end of my left sock between your teeth, so that I can slide my foot

out, and get these filthy, stinky socks out of your face." After that was done,

I was ordered to do the same with the right sock. (Of course, her logic appeared

to be flawed. If she truly wanted to remove the socks from my face, she could

simply do so without making a big production of it.) Unfortunately, rather than

remove the socks from my face as she'd promised, she instead used her bare toes

to shove them right into my mouth! She then used the soles of her feet to seal

my mouth shut.

 

"The duct tape, Steffi?" requested Bridget. Steffi handed her a roll of duct

tape. Bridget cut off a very large strip, and used it to really seal my mouth

shut. "Be grateful, Arnold" she said. "My socks aren't on your face anymore!

Now, you don't have to smell them-you just have to suck on them. And you had

better do a damned good job too, if you ever want them out of your mouth

tonight." I assumed that Steffi and the other girl had lost interest in watching

my degradation, because they left the room. Now it was just myself, Bridget, and

her filthy socks in my mouth. My mouth was being used as a washing machine by a

teenage girl!

 

Then, Bridget viciously SLAPPED her bare feet onto my face. "Smell my feet, you

fucking loser, and maybe I'll allow you some freedom tonight. But not until I'm

satisfied." She constantly toyed with my facial features using her bare, stinky

feet. The majority of the time, she kept her sweaty toes right over my nose. She

also loved working my poor nose in between her toes, because she knew that the

odor there was abominable.

 

Bridget just used my face as a foot massager. She firmly rubbed her sweaty,

horribly stinky bare feet all over my nose and face. She took turns rubbing each

smelly foot over my tortured nose, from her toes, to her arch, to her heel. She

actually used my nose to massage between her stinky toes! She even made me

thoroughly sniff underneath her very long, dirty toenails. This gorgeous bitch

had no concern whatsoever for my dignity, comfort, aching face or sore nose. And

to exacerbate my humiliation, she constantly laughed at my predicament,

chastised me, and taunted me mercilessly.

 

"Smell my raunchy foot odor Arnold, you fucking pathetic loser!" she commanded.

"Smell my fucking feet thoroughly, or I'll hurt you, big time. I'll rub your

tiny, useless cock right into the dirt, you asshole. Smell between my stinky

toes Arnold, or I'll kick your balls from here to Vermont. Do you think I'm

playing games with you here, you little wimp?! Just smell my nasty foot odor! An

ugly sissy loser like you deserves to be worked over and tortured. You are the

biggest loser I have ever seen. You're so fucking repugnant, that no girl will

ever be interested in you romantically. You'll definitely never have a

girlfriend, Arnold. The only thing you deserve from pretty girls, is to be

treated like dirt. Women just feel compelled to beat you up, humiliate you, and

hurt you terribly-and you deserve nothing more from us. You are nothing but a

complete loser, Arnold, and you deserve every bit of this abuse. So smell my

sweaty feet, you little faggot! Smell underneath my long, stinky toenails, you

fucking eyesore! Get that crooked nose of yours in between my toes, and start

sniffing. Smell in between each and every sweaty toe, you creep! I'll teach you

to ask me out for a date, you loser. You are a nauseating, effeminate piece of

filth, and I'm gonna treat you exactly as you deserve. How do you like

constantly smelling my nasty foot odor, Arnold? You know, my feet haven't stunk

this badly in ages, and I hope it kills you. I hate your guts, you know. You are

so fucking ugly, that it hurts to look at you. And you wanted me to date you?!

What are you, a fucking comedian or something? Just smell my stinky feet, loser.

I'll wipe my sweaty feet right in your face, any time I please. Do you

understand me, you little wimp? Just suffer!!"

 

My nose wrinkled up and my eyeballs crossed, as her overwhelmingly stinky foot

odor battered my brain. The stench of this beautiful young girl's feet was so

foul and unbearable; but with the tape over my mouth, and my whole body

immobilized, I could do nothing but smell Bridget's feet constantly. And the

entire time, she was grinning down at me triumphantly.

 

After about an hour of this, she finally removed the duct tape and socks from my

mouth. "Don't get excited yet, slave" she said. "Now that you've smelled my

feet, you get to clean them for me with your tongue. Now stick out your tongue,

or I'll leave you like this until your parents find you." So I stuck my tongue

out, as far as I could. "Don't expect me to do this for you, Arnold--start

licking." I began licking the soles of her feet, tasting sock fiber, foot sweat,

dirt, crud, and whatever else had adhered to her smelly feet over the course of

the day. When she was satisfied with the cleanliness of her soles, she shoved

her toes into my mouth. "Now start with my big toe, lick all around it, and make

sure you remove all the crud from between my toes, as well. And you'd better do

a fucking brilliant job of it, you loser, or I'll sit on your ugly face until

you suffocate and die." Humiliated and intimidated, I began sucking on her toes

and licking between them, chewing and swallowing any toe jam and gunk that I

could find. "Remove the grime from between my toes and from underneath my

toenails, and eat it all, you fucking loser" she commanded. I did this with all

five toes, then did the same with her other foot. "Very good Arnold-you're

almost done" said Bridget. "We're onto the better part of this date now. Are you

ready, asshole?"

 

As I lay there in my room, bullied and thoroughly degraded by this beautiful

brunette Scottish bitch, I was sure that my life could not possibly get any

worse. I was wrong...

 

I lay motionless as Bridget stood up on my bed, wondering what the bitch was

going to do to me next. She unzipped her jeans, slid them off, and tossed them

in the corner of my room. Then she removed her bloomers, and tossed that on top

of her jeans. Grinning broadly at me, she observed "You like my pussy an awful

lot, don't you Arnold?" Well, in spite of the terrorism she was subjecting me

to, I had to be honest with her. I told her that her raven-haired Scottish pussy

was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Inexplicably (and shamefully), I

was still in love with her! Of course, her vagina also looked like it was well

used and abused. Laughing wickedly at me, she replied "Gee, that's too bad

Arnold, because it's not my beautiful pussy you're going to get!" With that, she

turned around (now facing my feet) and squatted down, until her gorgeous ass was

only two inches above my face.

 

"They don't really smell the same, now do they Arnold?" she asked, smirking. I

was too stunned to answer, so she continued. "Well, maybe you just need a closer

look at it." Suddenly, her smelly, dirty butt plopped down right onto my

helpless face. "Do they smell the same now, loser?" I already knew what pussy

smelled like, and it didn't smell anything like this, but I wasn't going to give

her the satisfaction of responding. "Well, this is as close as you're ever going

to get to my cute little pussy Arnold, so you might as well just enjoy my stinky

rear-end instead, you complete loser!" said Bridget. "Oh and by the way, the

smell will only get worse."

 

As if on cue, the moment she said that, she let a huge fart rip right on my

trapped face. "How does that smell, Arnold?" she inquired, laughing

hysterically. "Do you like the smell of my fart gas, you little geek? I'll fart

right up your nose whenever the fuck I please." I still didn't answer, so she

started bouncing up and down on my face. "I asked you a question, slave!" she

insisted. Even if I had wanted to answer, there was no way I could have, with

her smelly ass planted on my face. "Well, this is our first date" she said.

"What, you don't kiss on the first date? What kind of gentleman are you? Don't

be shy, Arnold. Go ahead and give me a kiss." I wasn't about to, so she started

pressing all of her weight down onto my face. Now, I couldn't breathe at all!

"You kiss my ass if you'd ever like to breathe again, Arnold" threatened

Bridget. After a few minutes, I had no choice. I kissed her asshole, because I

couldn't move my head enough to kiss anywhere else. "You call that a kiss??" she

criticized me. "Kiss it like you mean it, boy!"

 

So I kissed her asshole repeatedly. In the middle of it, she forced another huge

fart right into my mouth-so I tried to catch my breath, and I stopped kissing.

"Did I say you could stop?" demanded Bridget. "As far as you're concerned, my

farts should be reason enough to keep on kissing, you little wimp. So do it!" I

had no choice but to obey. "Good boy," said Bridget. "Now that we've broken the

ice on our first date, how about we move up a step into French-kissing? Come on

Arnie, get that tongue up my butt!"

 

As soon as I felt her full weight on my face again, I forced my tongue out into

her crack. "Go on, lick up and down my ass crack, slave" ordered Bridget. "This

is the only sex you're good for, you total creep, so take advantage of it. Work

that tongue into my ass, you fucking loser." I pushed my tongue into her rectum,

tasting the foul remnants of her last bowel movement, but I had no choice. "Now

push it as far as you can up my Scottish butt. Stretch it out as far as it will

go, and then some" she demanded. I formed an "O" with my lips, and pushed my

tongue as far as I could up her filthy, smelly ass. "You can get it up further

than that, come on!" encouraged Bridget. "I'm not leaving here until I'm

satisfied-so get it over with, slave!" So I extended my neck as far as I could,

and forced my tongue even further up. As soon as I did this, she let loose

another huge fart right into my poor mouth. Bridget laughed wickedly and said,

"Was that worth all the effort, Arnold? Don't worry though, there's more where

that came from!" And she let loose yet another fart, as I pushed my tongue even

further up her shitty rectum.

 

After two miserable hours of servicing her rear-end orally, and being forced to

smell her farts all this time, she finally said "Well Arnold, I'm sorry to tell

you this, but our date has to come to an end. You just can't seem to satisfy me

well enough, so I'm afraid you're going to get dumped, you fucking sissy." She

raised her ass about two inches above my face, but the smell of shit was still

quite strong. "You mean you're finally letting me go?" I asked, incredulously.

"Almost," responded Bridget. "I said you're getting dumped, you obnoxious,

obtuse little moron! I HAVE TO TAKE A DUMP, AND YOU'RE GOING TO GET IT-RIGHT IN

YOUR WIMPY TOILET MOUTH!! It's really an easy concept to understand, Arnold."

 

I couldn't believe my ears! I was being held captive in my room, by someone who

doesn't live in my house, and she tells me that she's going to take a shit in my

mouth!! "At a loss for words?" taunted Bridget. "Don't worry-pretty soon you

won't be able to talk even if you want to. You're gonna have a mouthful of

manure, you complete loser. I am going to make you eat my entire bowel movement,

Arnold. How does that sound, you fucking jerk? I'm going to make you do the most

disgusting, humiliating, horrifying thing one person could do to another. I'm

gonna take a good, healthy crap right into your loser mouth Arnold, and then I'm

going to make you EAT every disgusting drop!! I'm going to make you eat shit

until you learn your proper place around here!"

 

"Now open wide my little toilet, and get ready to eat my shit, you total loser.

I've been holding it in for a really long time now, and it can't wait any

longer. I don't know if you could tell, with all the gas I've been having

recently." She lowered her ass back down onto my face. "Come on, open up, and

get ready for your midnight snack," she said. "Although it's really gonna be

more like a ten-course meal." Suddenly, I couldn't breathe anymore. She began

pressing down with all her weight again. "I'm not going anywhere until this is

done. So you might as well just open up and get it over with. Unless of course,

you'd rather be terminated right here and now." I couldn't believe it. I had no

choice but to open my mouth and await my fate. "That's a good little toilet

bowl," Bridget laughed. Just then, she let out a huge fart, more forceful than

any of the others.

 

In just a moment, I could see the tip of a huge, thick dense log of female shit

making its way toward my mouth. I decided then to shut my eyes and just wait for

everything to happen. My entire world was Bridget's ass in my face, along with

the smell of her butthole and her fresh shit, about to pass into my unfortunate

mouth. She was laughing hysterically at me the whole time. I couldn't believe

what she had reduced me to.

 

Suddenly, I could feel her shit against my lips, and soon it reached my tongue,

then the back of my mouth and throat. Her first log must have been at least 18

inches in length and 4 inches in diameter! The damned thing just kept coiling

around in my mouth, again and again. My mouth was becoming packed full of her

shit. My cheeks were bulging so much, they hurt. There was so much female fecal

matter in my mouth, that some of it had already slid down my poor throat. The

stench was unbelievable, and the taste was far worse. The flavor was simply

hideous. Finally, the monster exited Bridget's bottom, and she lifted up a

little, allowing me some air.

 

"Now start chewing it, you total loser!" she said. "I want to see you eat my

shit. Eat it up, you toilet. Just eat shit, you fucking creep. I'll teach you to

bother me, Arnold. I'll teach you to ask me for a date. You wanted a date? Well,

you've got one. Now eat my shit, you fucking toilet bowl. Start mouthing my

female turds, Arnold. Chew it up, you complete loser. I want you to thoroughly

experience what must be the most hideous, nauseating taste there is. Chew it

nice and slowly Arnold, so that you completely bring out the delicious flavor."

I started chewing the huge log of shit that filled my mouth. "How does that

mouthful of crap taste, Arnold? Do you enjoy eating my shit, you complete loser?

You deserve to eat women's shit, for being an unattractive, cowardly,

natural-born LOSER! You have got to be the unluckiest guy who ever lived. I

mean, you have never ever had a girlfriend, and you never will-and for that, you

deserve to eat shit, Arnold. Now start swallowing!" I quickly obeyed, trying to

get this ordeal over with. "You'd better hurry," warned Bridget. "There's

another one on its way this moment!"

 

Just then, she let out another fart right up my defenseless nose. I chewed and

swallowed her shit as fast as I could, and the whole time she was laughing

hysterically. "You should consider yourself lucky, Arnold" she said. "It's a

real honor to be used as a toilet by a beautiful girl like myself. You're the

first person I've ever had serve as my toilet. I think I'll come over here more

often. We could even go on more dates-how does that sound?" I was about to tell

her how it sounded, but as soon as I opened my mouth, another enormous log of

shit dropped right into it.

 

"Enjoy your meal, you fucking loser," she taunted. "Chew it now, nice and slow.

Eat shit, you jerk! I said eat shit, Arnold!! Eat my shit, you fucking geek!

Taste it! Taste every bit of it completely! And yes, Arnold, you do deserve

this. You deserve every bit of this. You deserve it for being a total loser. You

were born a complete loser, and I'm gonna make sure that you never transcend

that status. You deserve to eat shit, Arnold, for being a total creep. You

deserve to be humiliated and degraded by pretty girls, just for being a

disgusting freak of nature. I know that you've had a major crush on me Arnold,

and for that, you deserve to eat shit. So just keep working on that huge

mouthful of crap you have there. Swallow every fucking bit of it, or I'll pound

your testicles into mush! You know what you're eating, don't you loser? You are

eating the stinky, slimy, filthy, brown, disgusting, gooey, sticky, smelly waste

that came out of my butt!! It fell right out of my ass, and you're eating it,

Arnold. There isn't any more disgusting thing than that in the whole world, you

know. Several days' worth of crap just came out of my butt, and it's all in your

mouth now and down your miserable throat. Eat that shit, Arnold! You deserve to

be tortured. You deserve to be the unhappiest person in the world. How does my

shit taste, you total loser? Do you like the taste of my crap, Arnold? Do you

like eating someone else's excrement? Just keep chewing and swallowing my bowel

movement, you fucking WIMP!! You are the wimpiest, sorriest excuse for a man

that I have ever seen, and you deserve to be humiliated for it. I'll shit right

into your mouth, and make you eat it, whenever the fuck I want to, Arnold. You

understand me, loser? I'm gonna see to it that dozens of pretty girls use your

sissy mouth as their toilet every fucking day. I'll make you eat so much female

shit, that you will never again approach a woman as if you are a real man or

something. You are a nothing, Arnold-remember that. You don't deserve to have a

date, or a girlfriend, or any happiness at all. You are only fit to eat women's

shit, smell their feet, eat their snot, drink their spit, lick between their

toes, smell their sweaty armpits, smell their farts, drink their piss, kiss

their asses and die!! You deserve only to be a toilet for any pretty girl who

wishes to humiliate you, and put you in your proper place. You deserve to have

the smell of sweaty, stinky female feet in your nose, and the taste of female

shit in your mouth, for the rest of your pathetic life, Arnold! You got a

problem with that, loser? I didn't think so, you bastard. Keep eating my shit,

Arnold. Woof it all down, you loser."

 

Finally, I got everything down. It was the worst experience of my life, and the

abominable taste wouldn't go away. I thought, "Finally this is almost over."

Just then, I heard a sound, like her stomach rumbling. "Uh-oh," sighed Bridget.

"Guess you're not done yet. Still a little bit more. Better open really wide for

this one, so none of it gets on your face or in your eyes or nose." I opened my

mouth wide just in time. Suddenly, a deluge of liquid shit poured in, filling my

mouth to capacity. "Look at the bright side," quipped Bridget, "at least you

don't have to chew any of this. All you have to do is swallow it. It may take

awhile, but you'll get through it. Just drink my diarrhea, you disgusting

toilet! Choke on it, you eyesore! Drink down that nasty liquid shit Arnold, and

suffer! I'm really putting you in your place, aren't I? I am so superior to you

Arnold, that you deserve to be my slave. You deserve to be my toilet, you

worthless little virgin loser!" After an agonizing hour of the most degrading

chore of my life, it was finally all down. "There, that wasn't so bad-now was

it?" asked Bridget. "Too bad there's no toilet paper in reach, though. I guess

you'd better get your sissy tongue back in there and start cleaning, Arnold.

Then this whole ordeal might be over." So slowly, I pushed my sore tongue up her

butt, and used it to remove the remnants of her feces that had adhered to the

inside of her rectum. Then I brought it all into my mouth and swallowed

it-before obediently licking her entire filthy anal area completely clean. "Now

that wasn't as humiliating as you thought it was going to be, was it?" she asked

me sardonically. "You're almost done now, Arnold. And this was only our first

date! Just imagine how enjoyable our second date will be, you worm, the next

time I spend the night over. We're going to have so much fun together! Well, at

least I'm going to."

 

At last, it seemed that Bridget was finally going to stop bullying me. "Oh, I

almost forgot" she suddenly said. "Before I leave you Arnold, I just want to

show you how much I respect you. I mean, I speak for all us girls when I tell

you that I just think so highly of you Arnold, and I'd really like to show you

how I feel." Yeah, right. If using my mouth as her toilet is Bridget's way of

showing me respect, I'd hate to be around when she's in the mood to be

disrespectful to me! Now, I didn't know what the bitch had in store for me next,

but I did know that I wouldn't like whatever it was. Diabolically, Bridget

approached my prostrate body, leaned over like she was about to kiss me, and

began to blow her nose all over my face and into my mouth. She must have had

allergies or a cold virus, or something, because she released a ton of mucus

from her nose. She just emptied the contents of both nostrils right onto my

helpless face, and into my poor mouth. My humiliation kept growing

exponentially. Then, when she was done using me as a snot rag, she began to spit

all over my face, as well! Bridget just spit right in my face, over every inch

of it, coating it with her saliva. I hadn't realized that one girl could produce

that much saliva, because when she was done 15 minutes later, my face must have

been covered with 4 inches of gooey, slimy, greasy female spit. My mouth and

throat were filled with her saliva, as well.

 

"Take that, you total loser!" Bridget screamed at me. "In your face Arnold, you

disgusting little spittoon! Now you know what I think of an ugly, perverted,

virgin piece-of-filth loser like you, Arnold! Just in case forcing you to eat my

shit didn't convey how much I hate your guts, this ought to do the trick. I just

blew snot and spit all over your repulsive face, and down your sissy throat,

Arnold. What do you think of that? Huh?"

 

I was too heart-broken, despondent and humiliated to answer her.

 

"I'll spit right in your face any time I please, you bastard! How do you like

them apples, you virgin loser? I'm done with you for this evening Arnold, but

your degradation is hardly over, because now I am going to call the others in

here. I am only the first girl who bullies you tonight! I wanted to kick your

sorry little ass first Arnold, because you offended me most recently. Your mere

presence in this town offends all the girls, you know, and we all want to put

you in your place. But I just had to be the first to do it, because you had the

nerve to ask me to spend time with you. Well Arnie, you wanted a date with

me-you just got one!"

 

With the conclusion of this diatribe, Bridget stood up on my bed and viciously

slammed the heel of her bare foot right into my unprotected, vulnerable

genitals. Then she did it again-harder. The pain was excruciating, naturally,

but not something with which I was unfamiliar.

 

"Take that, you pervert!" she told me. As I lay there in agony, Bridget laughed

at me sadistically for some time, before leaving the room.

 

Much too soon, the other 14 girls in the house entered my room. They're all

totally beautiful, and range in age from 14 to 25 years old. My 17-year old

sister was the first to speak.

 

"I understand that my friend Bridget has been using you as her personal toilet,

brother darling. Well Arnold, we are going to punish you some more, you fucking

loser, for being an incredibly unlucky, shit-eating virgin. For being Bridget's

toilet, we're gonna make you eat shit, brother dear. For being a perverted

unhappy loser, we're all going to take a crap right into your sissy toilet

mouth, you dirty old fuck-and you are going to EAT every disgusting drop, you

fucking jerk!"

 

My loving sister continued her verbal assault.

 

"You were put on this Earth to be a complete loser, Arnold. That is your

destiny. It's your God-given purpose in life. Total winners like us have a

responsibility to maintain your status as a complete loser. We must never allow

you to transcend that role. We must never allow you any happiness. You must lose

every single time, Arnold. For beautiful, popular, successful girls like us,

life is heavenly. But for you Arnold, life should totally stink-and girls like

us are always going to see to it that it does. You are a born loser, Arnold.

Therefore, life for you should be miserable, and then you die! Once a loser,

always a loser, you scum. You deserve nothing better. You deserve to be treated

with total contempt by women. You deserve to be treated just like the pile of

shit you are, Arnold. So eat my friends' shit, you 27-year old virgin loser!"

 

With that, each beautiful young lady worked me over. The girls lined up for the

privilege of making me eat their shit. It was the most horrifying, degrading

experience of my life. Unfortunately, it was hardly the first time I'd been made

to eat women's shit; girls and women have been using my mouth as a toilet since

I was 10 years old. Females feel compelled to abuse me terribly, and they have

no problem doing it-I am very short and very weak. I'm frail and have almost no

physical strength, so it's quite easy for women of all ages to bully me.

 

The first girl to take a dump in my mouth was a beautiful brunette. She made me

eat her entire bowel movement, while everyone laughed hysterically at me.

Naturally, she felt the need to humiliate me verbally, as she did so physically.

"You dirty old man! You fucking pervert! For being an ugly, wimpy, perverted

complete loser, you deserve to EAT MY SHIT, Arnold! Taste it, you jerk! You

should be made to eat girls' shit constantly, you fucking creep." As each young

lady used me as a common toilet, the other 14 girls chanted sadistically in the

background "EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT!!"

 

The next girl to take a crap in my mouth was a gorgeous blonde. She made me eat

her whole shitload, as well. This bitch felt the need to add insult to injury,

by chastising me the entire time.

 

"You are so unattractive, and such a fucking sissy Arnold, that your sister

tells me you've never had a girlfriend in your entire life. I'm not surprised.

What woman would want you? You are a total loser. You must be the unhappiest,

most sexually starved and frustrated guy who ever lived. Somebody like you

should only be a toilet bowl for women. You've never had a girlfriend Arnold, so

you deserve to eat my shit! Chew it up, you fucking loser. Just EAT SHIT! EAT MY

SHIT, you fucking toilet!!"

 

The next girl to shit into my poor mouth was an incredibly sexy red-head. Like

the others, she climbed up onto my bed, squatted over my helpless face, held

onto the headboard to maintain her balance, and dropped a colon-full of shit

right into my mouth. She made me eat every drop.

 

"For being a perverted, lonely, miserably unhappy 27-year old virgin loser

failure, you deserve to eat my shit, Arnold!" she told me unsympathetically.

"Shit-eating is just what an obnoxious, irritating little twerp like you

deserves. If it were up to me, shit is all you would ever eat. Eat my shit, you

little freak! Eat that dirt! Chew my filth, Arnold. Flush it down your sissy

toilet throat. Just EAT FEMALE SHIT!!"

 

The next girl to make me eat her feces, was a stunningly gorgeous brunette from

England. As she watched me chew up her fourth huge log of shit, she said "You

sicken me, you ugly pervert! You don't deserve to be treated affectionately by

women, Arnold-like other guys do. You deserve only to be a toilet, and eat

women's shit for the rest of your miserable, pathetic life. So just keep eating

my shit! Do you hear me, boy? I told you to eat shit! Munch on that delicious

log of crap, you little faggot. When I tell you to eat shit, you had better do

exactly that. Is that clear, you tiny-cocked little virgin loser? Swallow my

disgusting female waste, Mr. Toilet. PeeeeUuuuu-if shit tastes even half as bad

as it smells, I sure as hell wouldn't want to be you right now! I hope you are

suffering miserably, Arnold. Eat my shit, you complete loser. EAT SHIT! EAT

SHIT! EAT SHIT!!"

 

The next girl to fill my mouth with excrement was a beautiful young Mexican

bitch. Her long, black wavy hair cascaded down her gorgeous backside, as she

used my mouth as her toilet. She made me eat shit, while laughing at me and

taunting me.

 

"Take that, Arnold!" she announced. "Don't you dare look like you don't want to

be my toilet bowl, you disrespectful jerk! You did it for the other girls, and

you're going to do it for me too. What's fair is fair, right Arnold? That's it

loser-just chew up my waste. If I want you to eat shit...well then, you'll eat

shit! Chew up my smelly bowel movement, Arnold. Chew it up thoroughly! Just eat

shit, you fucking loser! I said EAT SHIT!!"

 

She and the others were laughing hysterically at me. The Hispanic girl was

simply gloating over her domination of me, and everyone else was equally

jubilant.

 

The next beautiful young bitch to mistreat me, was a tall Israeli girl. Her name

is Leot, and she could easily be (maybe is) a model. Her long brown hair,

gorgeous face and sexy figure would have driven me crazy under different

circumstances. Unfortunately, she seems to despise me just as much as the other

girls do. She took a HUGE shit right into my mouth, and forced me to consume it

all.

 

"Mmmm" she said. "Isn't my shit yummy, Arnold?" She and the other girls laughed

at my obvious misery. "Don't you just love the taste of female shit, Arnold?

I've never tasted any, of course, but it must be delicious, because you're

eating so much of it tonight. Do you enjoy eating shit, Arnold? I hope so. With

all the shit-eating practice you're getting this evening, you will become an

expert shit-eater in no time. Choke on it, you fucking loser. Push your sissy

tongue right into every disgusting lump. Coat the inside of your toilet mouth

with it. Chew up each nasty log of crap thoroughly you loser, and then flush it

down your faggot throat. Just eat my shit, you bastard, or I'll kick your wimpy

little ass right here! EAT SHIT, Arnold! Just EAT SHIT, you virgin loser!!"

 

The next girl to take advantage of my role as a toilet bowl, was a young Irish

goddess. She looks just like Maureen O'Hara did in "The Quiet Man" (which is no

small compliment). This total bitch didn't even know me, yet she was

unreasonably eager to punish and humiliate me. She dumped an enormous amount of

feces into my mouth, and ordered me to eat it all in record time. The petulant,

sadistic bitch abused my testicles while she laughed at my whole ordeal.

 

"I thought I'd seen it all," she remarked "but this thing underneath me is, by

far, the biggest loser I have ever encountered. I mean, what a fucking wimp! Do

you hear me down there, you fucking toilet? I am so superior to you, that you

deserve to be my garbage disposal. You should eat all of my garbage, Arnold-not

just my shit. You were born only to eat girls' garbage and girls' shit, you

fucking monstrosity! You are getting exactly what you deserve this evening

Arnold, so eat my shit! I said EAT SHIT, Arnold!! Taste it, you creep! Woof it

all down, you total loser!"

 

When I had finally finished swallowing the last of this Irish bitch's manure,

she made me lick her ass, butthole and rectum spotless (as did all the girls

that night).

 

The next young female bully to introduce me to the taste of her shit, was a

strawberry-blonde Welsh girl named Danella. I still cannot believe how beautiful

she is! I mean, this girl looks identical to Bridget Fonda. She took great

pleasure in making me eat the immense amount of shit she'd been saving up for

days, in anticipation of this event.

 

"Start eating your meal, boy!" Danella ordered me with her cute accent.

 

"How do you like eating my shit, Arnold? Does it taste really good? Aren't you

honored to be my toilet? Doesn't it sexually excite you to be a toilet for such

a ravishingly beautiful girl like me? My shit belongs in your mouth, Arnold.

Every one of my bowel movements should be deposited right into your sissy mouth.

Keep eating my shit, Arnold. Eat shit, you fucking loser. Choke on it! I've been

holding it all in just for you, so you'd better be appreciative. You deserve to

be subjected to the most humiliating things women can do to you, you fucking

sewer-mouth. I'll make you eat my shit, or use your face as a foot-sweat

remover, or use your nose as my butthole massager or armpit massager, or

whatever the fuck else I can think of. How do you like that, you complete loser?

You deserve to be forced to eat my shit and massage my sweaty, stinky armpits

with your nose, Arnold. And don't you dare think that your mouth is too good for

my shit, boy. You ate the other girls shit, and you're gonna eat mine too! You

got that, you virgin loser? Just eat shit and die, you fucking pervert!"

 

The next young female terrorist in line was another drop-dead gorgeous brunette.

She was no less cruel than the others. As she took the position above my toilet

mouth, she said, "I should let you know Arnold, that if the other girls get

their shit eaten, then you eat my shit too. And you are definitely going to eat

my shit, boy, whether you like it or not. Get the picture? Don't you ever think

that your mouth is too good for my shit, Arnold. I'm gonna show you who's boss,

you fucking loser!"

 

"You know ladies, I've seen this creep staring lustfully at me on many

occasions. As if I'd ever do anything with this guy, other than use his face as

a foot-sweat wipe, or his mouth as my toilet. Let me introduce you to the taste

of my shit, Arnold. It's definitely time for you to be taught a serious lesson,

dude. You're finally getting your comeuppance, you fucking asshole. You're

getting raunched big-time this evening, aren't you, ya little jerk? I hope you

are hungry shit-breath, because I'm gonna make you eat the TITANIC amount of

crap that has been accumulating in my bowels for days now. I've been saving it

up for you, toilet boy. What do you think of that? I've got one major shitload

up my butt right now, and it's all going straight into your toilet mouth,

buster! Oh yeah...here it comes Arnie boy! Time to eat shit, you fucking loser!

Open up your filthy toilet mouth, you fucking pervert, so that I can take a

nice, big dump right into it."

 

She dropped 10 huge logs of shit into my mouth, and made me eat every one of

them, much to her amusement. "EAT SHIT, Arnold!!" she commanded. "Just EAT MY

SHIT, loser!

 

I said, "EAT MY TEENAGE SHIT, you worthless fucking toilet! Eat up every

disgusting turd, dude-you deserve to. Just EAT MY FEMALE SHIT and SUFFER!!"

 

My sister Alyssa was the next girl to use me as a toilet. Despite what I'd

already gone through, she showed me no mercy. I guess most guys would drool over

my sister-she looks identical to Alyssa Milano. "How are you enjoying your meal,

brother darling?" she asked me. "Do you like eating my friends' shit? You've

eaten my shit before, on numerous occasions-like whenever I have to relieve

myself. I just thought you might like to see what my friends' shit tastes like,

as well. Isn't that considerate of me? Gee, you don't look so good Arnold. Are

you sure you're eating properly these days? You look rather malnourished."

 

Throughout my sister's sarcastic monologue, the other 14 girls were laughing

hysterically at me.

 

Alyssa continued.

 

"Now that you are back in this house Arnold, I'm going to be using you as my

toilet on a daily basis. You will also be a toilet for my friends, and for any

other pretty girl who wishes to use you. If you're ever uncooperative, I'll just

beat you up-and then I'll make you eat shit! You don't mind if I make you eat my

shit, do ya loser? You don't have a problem with women's shit, do you Arnold?

Because if you do, I'll make you eat mine, you 27-year old virgin loser. Don't

you just love being humiliated by beautiful girls, Arnold? Don't you just love

being made to eat their shit? A pervert like you deserves that. You deserve to

eat shit just for being alive, and for subjecting women to your hideous

presence. I hope you're going to enjoy chewing up my bowel movement Arnold,

because I am certainly going to enjoy making you do it! You know what girls?

Even prostitutes consistently reject my brother. He's never had pussy in his

entire life! He's never had a girlfriend, and he never will. He is a classic

loser. The only sexual pleasure he ever gets, is when he jerks off thinking

about much younger girls. This pervert fantasizes about girls who are at least a

decade younger than him! For that, he deserves to eat women's shit. So get ready

for another delicious rear-end full of crap, you shit-eating loser! It's time

for you to eat some humble pie."

 

With that, Alyssa took a shit into my mouth, and made me eat every disgusting

bit of it.

 

"Take that, you total loser!!" cried my sister victoriously. She had her arms

raised triumphantly, as she watched me eat her shit. "How does that mouthful of

shit taste, Arnold? Huh? Just eat my shit, you perverted virgin. I said EAT

SHIT, Arnold!! EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT, EAT SHIT!! Get a good taste of it, you

fucking creep. You offend me-you eat my shit. You got that? Are you learning

your lesson, Arnold? You'd better be. Just lay there and eat shit like you

deserve, boy. Swallow it, Arnold. Swallow every disgusting bit of it right now!

I said EAT SHIT, ya loser!"

 

My sister should have lived during the Spanish Inquisition-every day would have

been a fiesta for her. Alyssa continued with my harassment, as her friends

high-fived her ecstatically.

 

"Do you enjoy munching on my feces, Arnold? How do you like the taste? You're

eating my shit, so you must really love the flavor. I imagine that shit tastes

as horrible as it smells, but you seem to love eating it Arnie, so I'm gonna

give you plenty more to eat in the future. What do you think of that, you little

wimp? Just think about how nasty it is, though. This brown, smelly, slimy,

sticky, gooey, incredibly repulsive mess just came out of my butt. It fell right

out of my ass, and you ate it all! I mean, it would be absolutely disgusting

just to get your hand in somebody else's shit-that alone would be totally gross!

But to get somebody's shit in your mouth! And EAT it!! Now that's just

inconceivable to me. Nothing could be more degrading. Of course, I've never had

to do anything like that, because I am a winner. I am an extremely beautiful,

popular, successful, sexy woman. You however, are a complete loser in every way,

and so naturally, you deserve to eat women's shit. And there is nothing that you

can do to prevent girls from using you as a toilet, because you are too puny,

weak and defenseless to stop them. Girls just beat you up, work you over, and

humiliate you effortlessly. You are a total wimp, Arnold."

 

At this point, Alyssa retrieved the duct tape and once again, sealed my mouth

shut.

 

"Consider yourself lucky, Arnold," said Alyssa. "The four girls here who have

not yet taken a crap, are not going to shit into your sissy toilet mouth! Isn't

that nice of them? Instead, they are going to shit all over your ugly face! How

do you like that, you unfortunate virgin loser? My friends are going to take a

dump right onto your hideous face! Do it to him ladies, and enjoy your

movements."

 

With that, the four remaining girls, all gorgeous teenage vixens, took turns

dropping excrement right onto my helpless face. The stench was completely

unbearable. When they finished, there were about 16 logs of shit covering my

face! I was buried alive under an enormous pile of female shit! Alyssa then put

on a gardening glove, and rubbed the whole mess into my poor face.

 

"Take that, Arnold!!" Alyssa screamed. "In your face, loser!" shouted another

girl. "You can just lay there Arnold, and SMEELLLLL that nasty pile of shit

enveloping your ugly face." You couldn't even see my face anymore, the pile of

crap atop it was so huge. "Just lay there and SUFFER, Arnold-you complete

loser!"

 

Bridget was the last girl to speak to me-I easily recognized her by her sexy

Scottish accent.

 

"Welcome back to the neighborhood, Arnold. You'll be glad to know that you'll be

seeing us quite frequently from now on. We're going to make you eat our shit

every single day. You are going to be the neighborhood toilet, Arnold. We found

a use for you after all! So good night Arnie boy, and have a great life, you

fucking LOSER!!"

 

At that point, all 15 beautiful bitches laughed hysterically at me for a long

time, before leaving me there, disgraced and destroyed. As they stood there

admiring their work, they held their noses shut, so as not to have to smell the

atrocious odor emanating from my face. "But you can't hold your nose, can you

Arnold?" taunted Alyssa, as everybody celebrated my thorough degradation. And

just as Bridget promised, I now spend my life eating female shit. Every day,

dozens of young women use my mouth as their toilet. Girls I don't even know,

force me to admit that I'm a complete loser. Then, they shit straight into my

mouth, and make me eat it.

 

I realize I don't exactly have a "way with women", but my love life could be

worse-couldn't it?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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