Hello! I'm FilthTomo, also known as Tomoko, or BlueVaporConcord. I'm a smut writer and erotic roleplayer, specializing in really weird, really gross kinks. I take commissions and post my work, usually stories, here. This blog contains a lot of extreme content, up to and including, filth of all sorts, extreme transformation, noncon, ABDL, mental regression, and gore. Thank you for visiting my blog, and feel free to contact me here, or at any of the places below! Primary F-List Character: Filth-Adoring Tomoko Furaffinity: BlueVaporConcord Twitter: @BVCTomoko Discord: FilthTomo#0078
I’ve been out of the loop all day, it seems. I was unaware Tumblr was changing their guidelines to create a blanket ban on all adult content. Just as I was gearing up to pop back on here.
I won’t be deleting my account until they force me off their website, for what it’s worth. I’m squatting and hoping my stuff stays here as long as it can. I will, however, not be posting any new content from here on out. All of my existing content will stay up until Tumblr shuts me down for good.
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I return with a brand new, hot off the press commission! This is the first commission from back in August I finished, I’m hoping to have a few more out in December.
In this fic, two women are adventuring deep in a dungeon, looking for their prize! Unfortunately, a villain has been stalking them, and is ready to ambush them with some life-changing magic and potions! It’s a croak of a time!
(They turn into toads, that’s why frog puns.)
Also! I now have a Twitter you can follow for story updates, smut retweets, and other things I’ve yet to determine. As always, you can also find me at my Discord and my Furaffinity page, where you can download the .odt from this story.
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“Ooooh, in here! The Scepter must be in here!” Angelica called, waving and shouting back down the stone corridor. The freckled, red-haired, brown-robed mage stepped over the rubble from the wall she toppled, garment caking in dust. “Wow,” she awed, looking upon the gold and mahogany chest lit faintly by dim torches. “We found it! We finally found the Scepter of Transmogification!” She picked up in speed, starting to run, until a hand caught her collar and dragged her back.
“Foolish girl,” warned the stoic, red wingdrake-armored knight behind her, pulling the mage back. “Nerves of excitement lead quickly to death. It’s a wonder every trap in this room hasn’t been sprung from your callous destruction of the wall.” Angelica turned back to her knight, pouting, “I’m sorry, Horcia. I just...this will-”
“Yes, mage, I know,” Horcia cut off, “It will restore life to your crops and water to your rivers. The first time I heard the story has been etched into a stone tablet by now.” The knight stepped forward, cautiously, crouching and examining the floor with her lantern. “In two hundred years, scholars will dig up the story, unbeknownst to the endless retellings poured over poor old Knight Horcia.”
“Jeez, you don’t have to be a bitch about it,” Angelica snarked, arms crossed. The slight got a chuckle out of Horcia, ending shortly as she refocused. “I don’t see anything obvious on the floor,” she reported, standing up. “Cast your trap detection magic, so we can claim our prize and you can pay me the rest of my fee.” Angelica nodded, stepping right next to Horcia and putting her arms out, palms forward and fingers splayed. “Tradeshia,” she called, a haze of purple, sparkly energy furling out into the room, touching every corner.
“...huh,” Angelica finally reported, confused.
“What’s the matter?” Horcia asked, reaching for the hilt at her hip.
“There’s dozens of traps in this room, but...not really. It’s their residual energy. I see where they’re supposed to be, but they’re all gone.”
“I don’t like the sound of that.”
“As you shouldn’t, knaves!” A sudden burst of charisma punched the two in the back of the head, both warriors turning their backs to face its source. “Nadia!” Angelica yelled, fists balled and ready for attack. In a gold-fleece vest, tight black silk pants, and adorned in more satchels than the duo could count was the beautiful, egotistic, and rudely charming Nadia the Hunter! “Oh, please narrator, I’m not beautiful—I’m gorgeous.” The mage and knight looked to each other confused. They still had no idea what she meant when she said these things.
Horcia was the first to speak, drawing her longsword and pointing it to the hunter. “Thought we lost you in the Screaming Grotto. How’d you find us?”
“The same way I find all clumsy adventurers—the spent corpses of animals and monsters,” Nadia conceded, confident grin on her face. “Oh, but I don’t intend to fight you cre-”
At the insinuation that no fight was to be had, Horcia unsheathed her shield from her back, putting it up immediately. “I don’t believe you,” she stated simply.
Nadia grinned. “Don’t have to,” she said, rummaging in one of her dozens of sacks to pull forth a small bottle of purple liquid in a cylindrical glass. “No intent to fight whatsoever.” She turned the glass around a few times in her hand, before her eye became drawn to Angelica. “Magey dear,” Nadia called quietly, staring her down. “Would you like a drink?”
Angelica stood her ground meekly, almost hiding behind Horcia. “N-no...buzz off! Go rob some stupid stud back home, meanie!” Horcia could all but resist rolling her eyes at ‘meanie.’ Nadia clicked her tongue and shook her head. “Still as weak as ever, Angie. I doubt you’ll suffer much change at all.”
“What?” Angelica asked, eyes squinting. Before she could truly follow up with anything meaningful, Nadia tossed the potion! With her weak reaction time, Angelica stood stock still, only putting her hands up to defend. Horcia meanwhile, had been prepped for this from the start, and twisted her body to leap away from the potion—and Angelica—as well as raise her shield to block any sort of blast.
“Damnit!” Nadia cried as the potion shattered against Angelica’s sleeve, a particularly violent reaction consider the landing spot. Purple liquid and gas spread in front of and over Angelica, Horcia’s leap ensuring it only splashed slightly on her sword and shield. A coughing fit sounded from behind the mage’s sleeves, becoming more violent until…
“Hack, ack, cauh, hugh, hurr, riii-ribbit!” The sound stunned the group into silence, including the coughing mage. A deep croak...as if from a frog. “Angelica…?” Horcia questioned, eyes still on Nadia. Angelica slowly lowered her sleeve, revealing a...transmogification! Her face, green! Her chin, angled! Her eyes, bulging and wide! The spitting image of...a toad!
“By Baphomet’s beard, you wench!” Horcia drew her sword back, ready to stab the hunter, until her friend began to cough and ribbit violently again. “Riiibiiit! Fr-froggy, turning?! My...my crooooooaaak!” Her robe began to dissolve, turning into purple slime all over the stone floor. As it melted away, more of Angelica’s fiercely accelerating transmogification was revealed, skin already entirely green from the waist up. From the waist down, the coloration was quickly taking over her thighs, legs, and feet.
“Do you like my concotion, knight?” Horcia had nearly forgotten about Nadia, caught up watching her naked friend transform. She didn’t respond to the hunter, eyes wide in paralyzed fear. She had never seen anything like this. So grotesque, so aggressive. It was like watching a carriage full of dynamite crash into a bull stampede; you should be appalled by it, yet it’s too captivating and horrible to look away from.
Angelica’s coloration started shifting in spots, her breasts turning a paler green color that spread downward. It covered her stomach down to the navel, which closed up shortly before the coloration spread. Her mouth changed shape, her eye sockets reformed, and her fingers stuck together by webbing, ball-shaped appendages tipping her feet and toes. The only thing that seemed to resist change was her hair, still exactly the same, just now situated around her eye sockets. “Riiibiiit! Riiiibiiit! Horcia! What’s riiib! Crooak!” Every froggy sound was made by an inflation of the mage’s throat, purple veins turning obvious when it bloated. She looked scared. Existentially so.
The look in her friend’s face finally got Horcia to snap, the knight pulling her sword arm back, before realizing...she had no sword. No shield, either! There was simply a puddle of purple slime at the knight’s feet! “Oh, poor drake,” Nadia taunted, cocky and confident smile beaming at Horcia, “You’re lucky that was my only potion, but--”
“Bastard wench!” screamed Horcia, going for a fierce yet ultimately vain tackle, Nadia feinting to the left. “But,” she continued, incredulous, “I wouldn’t recommend making another move. Since...well...” Horcia twisted her body to look towards Nadia, the color draining from her skin as she realized just how screwed she was.
There it was, in the bitch’s hands—the Scepter of Transmogification, gold plated with rubies spread around the staff, a dazzling green emerald serving as the tip. Nadia looked beyond satisfied. The dung-eating grin on her face said “I won”, a last screw-over by not only taking the duo’s prize, but using it against them.
“I can see you know what this is, and exactly how deep you are in the mess, drake. I’m disappointed the potion I made it make for me didn’t hit you, but a concentrated beam of its effects is just as good, right?” Nadia pointed the staff down to the knight, shoving the emerald in Horcia’s face. Sweat dripped down her cheek, a heavy gulp swallowing down her throat. “You don’t have to do it, Nadia. I can p-pay you. Is that what you want?!”
“No,” Nadia concluded, Horcia’s vision filling with brilliant green light in an instant. When the light faded, Horcia immediately recognized a strange feeling. A quick inspection revealed a truth which made the proud knight shriek in horror: she was a toad too! She scrambled around, her long, black hair flying about as she attempted to stand, but was forced back to the ground repeatedly, her webbed, balled feet unable to keep balance. All she could do was return to a froggy stance, scared and confused. Laughter, boastful, evil laughter, echoed down the hall, “I just wanted to show you whores how wrong it was to cross paths with Nadia! The Hunter! Bwahahahaha!”
With that, Nadia was gone. For a moment, Horcia was left to stew in her fear. But then, there came a reminder that she wasn’t alone, literally, and in this new existence. “Horcia...” Angelica croaked, prompting Horcia to turn her body. She anticipated revulsion, a result of realization, she reasoned, yet when she looked at Angelica, she felt...oddly attracted. She also felt debased and humiliated—how could she find something so horrific and ugly appealing? Then, came a question which would change her life.
“Do toads...go into heat?”Angelica turned, presenting her backside—and her dripping froggy cunt. Horcia took a deep, sharp inhale. She realized she felt the same thing at her cunny. Was this...arousal? Or heat, like Angelica suggested? How...deeply unsettling. She wanted to turn away, hop off and forget the suggestion even crossed her mind. But...it wouldn’t be illicit fornication, would it? They were both toads now...animals. Granted, exceptionally large and apparently intelligent animals, but animals regardless. It wouldn’t be wrong to mate, would it? It didn’t matter that their vaginas were biologically incapable of mating, the intense, deep, passionate, humiliating love and attraction Horcia felt towards her toad friend made it slowly more impossible to resist!
“Y-yeah...” Angelica conceded, looking Horcia deep in her eyes. “This...isn’t weird, right?”
Horcia shook her head, putting her webbed hands on Angelica’s back. “We’re animals. There’s nothing weird about animals mating.” Angelica nodded. “Should we still...kiss? Like humans?”
“I don’t see why not,” Horcia said, looking over Angelica with some still-residing restraint. If she could squint or tilt or control her eyes like she could as a human, she’d probably look down at her friend with obvious lust. As it was, the heat, or arousal, or shame, whatever it was, it drove her to open her wide maw and close in. Angelica opened hers, and accepted her mate’s advances, launching her tongue into Horcia’s and wrapping around in...acceptance. This was their new life, apparently…
Nadia was still cackling as she left the dungeon, Scepter in hand. “Give me another potion like the first one. One to turn more people into heated, horny, toady people like the two creeps locked down there.” The Scepter glowed, and zapped into the potion in Nadia’s hand, turning it from red to purple. “Good magic staff.” She swished the swill in her hand, picking up her laughter again. “Yahahaha! Let’s see anyone mess with me now, yahahaha!”
Tumblr’s ruining everything, so I’d super appreciate it if you all hit up my blog and start following me on FurAffinity and maybe add me on Discord as well. Sorry I didn’t get a chance to upload all my stories before this went down.
Heya! I’m gonna start uploading my written material to Tumblr. There’s a bunch of stuff I was commissioned to do that doesn’t have a proper home, and just plain isn’t on Tumblr. I have a backlog of commissions to work through, so this is mainly just maintenance.
This story is about a girl in a weird, wild alternate world where everyone’s gotta dick, and people are very comfortable with them. She’s having some misfortune since hers is pretty small...
“Reality sucks,” Linzie thought to herself, pouting in the back of the classroom. The teacher gave her lecture on world history, how the Roman Empire fell thanks to jealousy over genital length. Linzie could see the teacher's dress lifting every now and again, a soft dick underneath bobbing with flashes of arousal. Linzie felt her own jealousy start to bubble watching it.
The bell rang, allowing the class to file out into the hallway, shuffling and trying not to rub too much against each other. Linzie, eight years old, especially disliked being rubbed. It was a reminder of what she didn't have, what her peers seemed to have no issues growing. She tried to focus ahead, but her eyes kept drawing to bulges big and small, boys with their fat cocks hanging out in front of them, girls complimenting each other on their assorted tents. “Why don't I have one yet? Where's my big dick?”
Her attempts to not pay attention to this problem only grew worse as she walked into the bathroom. Every urinal had a young girl's dick letting loose its midday deluge into their drains, giggles and conversation coming up over the sounds of splashing and hissing. Linzie looked over to the stalls, seeing them empty. “What, has every girl stopped pooping too,” she wondered to herself, stepping into one and shutting the door.
Over the sounds of her own pee hissing into the bowl, Linzie could hear the girls at the urinal, their conversation soon coming into focus—and making the girl's heart sink. “You see that girl that went into the stall? She's eight, and she still doesn't have a penis!”
“No way! Her mom must be ashamed. My mom would kill me if I was a cunt-only girl.”
“I know right?! You think she'll learn fingering before stroking like a freak?”
Laughter started to fill the stuffy bathroom air, and Linzie cringed inwardly. She sighed quietly, closing her eyes to hide from the shame.
After patting her cunny down to wipe away urine residue, washing her hands, and avoiding eye contact with everyone, she stepped back out into the hallway. In her shame haze, she barely noticed she was walking headlong into her big brother's face. “Linzie,” Robby greeted, the fifth grader only looking down a little bit to make eye contact with his sister. “You ready to go home?”
Linzie almost didn't reply, realizing her crotch was resting right against his long, noodly cock. “Eugh,” she recoiled, stepping back, “Do you really gotta have that thing out all the time?!”
“You're just jealous because you haven't gotten yours yet!”
“Am not...” Linzie crossed her arms, looking down at the floor.
Later That Day...
“Robby, do you really need to have your penis out, even at the table?”
Robby stopped short of putting his mother's squash in his mouth, fork hanging in the air as his jaw lay slackened. “You said there's no problem being proud of it, mom! Now you and Linzie both don't like it when it's out?”
Melissa stared her son down, ready to defuse this fight before it started, “It's disgusting having it out while you're eating. Especially since I know you masturbate, son.”
“Eeew, you beat off, Robby?” Linzie nearly spit her spinach out, giggling at such a juvenile concept.
“I, I do not! Mom, Linzie's being mean!”
“Robby!” Melissa's finger went into the air, fist facing her son, “Don't you lie, young man. I've heard you. I've smelled you. I've seen the tissues. Put it in your pants or go to bed hungry. And Linzie...” She turned her body towards her daughter, pointed hand returning to its open-palm default, unused hand turning to the threatening form. “Don't make fun of your brother. And don't use such vulgar language.”
Linzie shrunk in her seat a little, guilty eyes turning to her plate. “Yes, momma,” she said quietly.
The dinner resumed with a mild tinge of youthful angst replacing the calm, familial atmosphere. They each ate quietly, until Melissa broached the silence by asking Robby what he learned that day. Linzie hardly paid attention, eating silently.
Deep in thought, she wondered what her friends were doing. Were they beating off too? Maybe they were even having sex for the first time. She'd heard a rumor that Jason in math class got a prostitute for his birthday...
“Mom,” she popped up, seeing the conversation between mother and brother had ended, “When did you get your penis?” Robby giggled, Melissa shooting him a death glare to silence him. Focusing back on her daughter, Melissa twisted her mouth and hummed pensively, trying to recall. “Let's see...it was back in...1979, I believe? So I would have been...three years old. Hah, I barely remember it...” She smiled down, the happy look starting to fade as she saw her little girl's face dour.
“Oh, honey, don't...some kids are late bloomers. Doesn't mean their penises are worse, or they're worse, or, or any of that.” The sincerity seemed lost on Linzie, wrapped in her own guilt and insecurity. “Then why do I keep getting made fun of for it, momma?”
“Because people...kids are mean sometimes. You just be patient, and I'm sure in a few weeks, or months, you'll have a nice penis that'll put those bullies to shame!”
Two Days Later...
“Oh my...it's even bigger than Robby's,” Melissa said, retracting the measuring tape back. “How big, how big?!” Robby jumped up and down next to the bed, impatiently chanting to his mother. “Eleven inches,” the mother said proudly, lifting Linzie off her back, “And it's not even stiff!”
“What?! But I'm only seven! That's not fair! That's not faiiir!”
“Robby!” Melissa did her usual pointed finger routine, silencing the boy, “You should be proud of your sister. She may have been a late bloomer, but my goodness, did she bloom!”
Linzie looked between the massively long, obscenely fat cock resting on the mattress and her mother's face, still in disbelief at how much dick she had.”Is it...even bigger than you, momma,” she asked, innocent eyes looking into her mother's. “You are! Last I measured, I'm a nine soft, twelve stiff. You might be bigger than everyone in your class if you're bigger than me soft!”
Hearing those words stirred distinct feelings inside of Linzie. Gone was a feeling of disempowerment and helplessness. Replaced was a growing sense of pride, of joy. A slightly wicked smile pierced her face, wondering at the looks on her peer's faces when they saw her behemoth.
The Next Day
“Did you see Linzie's snake?! It's bigger than Laura's!”
“I heard it was bigger than Jessie's.”
“I've heard even Mr. Damien doesn't have a dick as big as Linzie's!”
The beginning of Linzie's school week strongly contrasted the end of last week. Where before there was a timid, shy, and bulgeless little girl, there was now a haughty, proud girl, shoving her new dick in as many people's faces as possible. She allowed it to hang out at all times, the cock nearing past her knee limp. Between classes, people would come up to compete in length, and each time, they walked away looking more limp than before.
Classes went by with Linzie barely looking at the teachers. Where once there was envy and jealously over how big their cocks were, there was now a growing ego over how big her's was. She idly groped and played with it during lectures and tests, just enjoying how it felt in her hand.
Eventually though, she felt a new, weird sensation on her new appendage. Not arousal, not yet. The feeling of a piss ready to burst came to greet her, a tinge of familiarity overriden by how much she felt ready to blow. When the bell rang, Linzie immediately sprang up, bolting over to the door with angry fervor, worrying she might start to piss all over the tile floors and students.
When she finally made it to the girl's bathroom, she saw what she could only think of as a golden ticket; one free urinal. “Finally,” she thought, “I can see what it's like to pee standing up!” She hurried over, a slight waddle in her steps from discomfort, setting herself in front of the urinal and letting herself loose.
“Oh my gosh...they weren't lying,” came a voice to Linzie's left. She recognized it immediately. One of the girls from last week, mocking her for her lack of dick. Linzie looked over, taking the sight of her mouth agape with a smile. “Are you jealous,” she asked with a smug sense of gratitude.
“You're...enormous,” the girl commented again, staring at that piss-sputtering cock. Linzie sighed happily, wagging the cock up and down to tease. “I am.~ But I asked you a question.” The girl looked up from the dick, staring Linzie right in the face.
“...yes,” she said, breathless. Linzie smiled big and wide. “Good.” Her pee finally tapered off, the drain now covered in her urine.
“My name is Jessica,” said the former bully. “Can I suck your cock?”
A Collection of Dick Dumb Dialogue (”Story” Compilation)
Hi! I still write and stuff! You may or may not have noticed I have a FurAffinity now. It’s where I plan to post most of my story and non-RP content. I haven’t announced it here yet because I’m lazy.
This was meant to be my first totally original, full-length story made for FA, but uncertainty regarding their policies (more info on the story page on the profile) lead me to making two versions: a version missing stories, and a version containing them all.
If you’d like to know what you’re downloading before clicking on it; this is a compilation of mix-perspective/style short stories centering around a theme of dialogue that’s very...horny. I love super horny doujin dialogue, and this was my attempt to channel that. These were all written this year, so they’re still fresh! Some of these are third person, second-person, purely dialogue with no narrative otherwise, and some are just inane!
Plus, all of them have images embedded right in the document! You get two types of visual stimulation for the price of one!
You can scope out a preview of the FA version (which is only missing entire stories and images in the document itself) here!
But wait, there’s more! Exclusive to Tumblr: the original text! These are all updated versions of the original works (which were written in minutes over a Discord chat), but this document contains, verbatim, the unedited original dialogue as it was first written! It’s not that great, but I’m big on historical preservation.
Hot off the presses! Literally wrapped up this RP an hour ago! It was fun!
Summary: Using her shit and an old tome, Mayumi summons a demon which she hopes to mate and use. Which she does. And nothing life or soul-altering happens at all. She especially doesn’t turn into a braindead imp at the end. Nope.
I played this as Mayumi Ureshino, and my partner was Grielpep Finalitas.
The fat pig of a college girl panted, her legs trembling as they squatted. Her elbows on her knees, and the tome in her hand, she struggled to keep composure as she read aloud. Gibberish oozed from her mouth, sweat oozing down her naked body, fat tits sagging on her stomach, hairy crotch and taint dripping, fat chode cock leaking pre below. "Eesa, molukhan, tee-tee-eeee...teereesha..." Her voice was ragged and heavy, eyes darting between the the lines of the book and her notes attached to the page. She came upon the line intended for summoning, and relaxed. "Keemayna, olosa, mokochi, peejisha!" As she spoke the words, her asshole gaped open, a fat, week-long built shit falling to the floor. Thicker than her wrist and dark black, it piled onto the stained white tiles of her spacious bathroom, their pungent stink filling the air. After a solid two minutes of letting out a pile of waste, she stood up, unsteady, looking down at the three foot high pile, impressed, and nervous...
As she stood, her tits would begin to ache- her cock, too- though coming to a full erection if it wasn't already. Her pitch black shit, stained with demonic energies from the spell, would glow... and stink horribly~ stink deliciously! The need to jerk off.. the delightfulness of her mess built up inside of her- and as the shitslop stirred and darkened- becoming akin to a pitch black, shapeless mound of inky tar... as a thick cock rose from the oily sludge, she'd know she had succeeded. Eventually, a being with a nasty, stinky dick, covered in her shit... and eagerly staring her down rose from her feces. A demon~ a sexual demon to mate with and fuck, just as she needed. The delicious pain coursed through her body still, as did her need to fuck it. It stood free, looking her over.. before letting out a thick fart and a fetid load of shitslop. "Hey! Idiot!" It said- bucking its hips as it pushed more and more tar-black feces out of its behind, an obviously sexual act from its perspective. "We gonna do it or what?"
“Yes!" Mayumi shouted, eyes wide, body flaring in aching need. She groped all over herself, tweaking her nipples and going bowlegged as she stroked her cock. Her fat belly jiggled as she waddled forward, sweat pouring down her fat rolls and arms. "I gotta fuck you...what did you do to me?!" In a moment of clarity, if it could be called that, her tongue lolling out of her mouth, she asked the most pertinent question--right before falling over before the demon. On her four limbs, she darted forward, putting her face in his package, snorting and drooling all over it. Even though she intended to fuck this thing's sloppy hole, she couldn't help but worship his demonic, shit-stinking cock for just a moment.~
The imp grabbed her by the hair and forced his cock into her throat- his foreskin pulling back, forcing her to suckle on his diseased smegma as well as the sickly worms writhing in it- chunky mold and bacteria from his diseased shaft as well being offered over to her. "Idiot! You summoned a demon and expected not to get fucked up by it? Loser!" He said- anus still wide and gaping, pouring out more sludge... sludge for them to lay on. Sludge for them to fuck on~ to smear on their bodies. Her belly gurgled... her anus darkened, thickened- spreading wide as a new need filled her. She had to push- had to push it all out just like him... had to poop! Poop non stop~ she would never run out of it, too, as long as he was here. The more she was in contact with him, the more pleasurable the pain was, too. And the more she would feel~
The pig woman snorted and gagged as her throat was raped violently. Choking hard, she started swallowing as much as she could, gulping down any liquids or solids his cock let out. Slimy, demonic pre, worms and various insects, chunky, centuries old smegma, it all went down into her stomach. Being called an idiot and loser also resonated inside her, though for reasons she couldn't quite understand. Meanwhile, her asshole's changes led to her letting loose with some sloppy, wet farts, right before thick, greasy logs slipped out onto the ground, a stinky fart going along with each one. Eight logs in, she didn't feel remotely empty or satisfied--she had to keep shitting. All of it had to come out!~
And it wouldn't stop~ felt good to shit. Felt amazing to shit~ her prostate engorged and twitched- greatly pleasured by her constant flow of slop. Her cock thickened and elongated while in contact with her and his poop- feeling better than any of the cunts of the friends she'd likely raped before. Nasty, perverted slut of a woman~. Fat cockgobbling retard nerd to the extreme. But it seemed her vileness was now more than rewarding her. Finally, Griel would blow his hair-trigger load- icky, inky black, vile tasting demon seed pouring down her throat in gallons- bloating her belly some. And once he was finished~? Oh jeez~. He'd pull back- twirl around and land, tits first into the shitslop before him- offering his shitspewing hole to her- a hand pulling one of his massive ass cheeks aside- offering her entrance... covering her face in his poop.
Haaa...haaa...so much poooopyyyyy!" Her hole just would not stop farting and shitting all over herself, shaking her ass like a cow as she crawled forward, face already stained with shit. "I wanna fuck your poopy!" She reared up, falling on top of him, humping his asscheeks a little. Her hands and knees sunk into the bed of shit, distended stomach staining at its side. Snorting and heaving, she kept trying to force her face into the hole, failing repeatedly. Instead, she managed to plunge her cock into the shit-bed, cumming immediately from how utterly blissful it felt. Drool falling from her mouth, she simply shouted out "Poopy!" as she came.
Her cock ached and itched- and her breasts would begin to bloat and darken as her veins turned pitch black... bulging out with incredibly pleasing discomfort~. Itching, burning, delicious bulges began to rapidly force themselves free of her foreskin as she grew delicious warts and sores from the bacteria and mold inside her body now- the urge to mate with him mounting ever further. "Shove it in, idiot! You can eat as much shit as you want after we're done! I want your cock, now! Get it over with!" He says in that squeaky, whiny voice that made Mickey Mouse sound regal and dignified in comparison. His heavy testicles and soft, plush ass jiggled and quivered as he swayed his hips back and forth... enticing her further~
"Yes, yes, Mr. Demon," she shouted, drooling on her fat, darkening tits. Her areolas widened and leaked some goopy liquid, the girl leaning back up, unable to see her worsening cock below her fat tits and stomach. "Gonnnnnnnnna fuck fuck fuck!" She thrusted forward once more, digging her knees right into the scat bed, pushing her hands down on the demon's shoulders. With one clean thrust, she pushed into his asshole, spurting inside him again. "Fuck! Fuck!", she yelled, tongue lolling out as she heaved, nostrils flaring as she fucked as hard as she could. The sheer amount of disease and discomfort was driving her body mad, stomach gurgling as she felt some slick and sludgy go up her throat. In a vain attempt to expel the rot inside her, she vomited all over the back of the demon's head, not stopping her labored panting and off-rhythm thrusts for a moment.
Some of her vomit got into his braincunt- a gaping, aroused cunt in the back of his head, right above the nape of his neck - leading directly to his brain... and he seemed to enjoy it greatly~. He seized up and spasmed- blowing a load into the shitslop beneath them with an eager squeal of lust. His hips, his heavy ass cheeks slammed and slapped away against Mayumi's thrusting, heavy hips... wet sounds like sex and a toilet being plunged echoing through her empty house, the stink of their shitsex drowning out all reason and sense of self from Mayumi's mind- replacing it with deepening need for his asscunt. His heavy ass cheeks jiggled, his maleness spasmed and spurted yet again- and both of their testicles began to ache with the pain of so violently being smashed together from each delicious thrust into his hairy, shit-spewing boycunt~
Mayumi stopped thinking for a moment. Her brain just ceased all higher functions. The only sentient thought being "I must fuck this demon's cunt." As such, her fever-pitch humping and fucking increased, no more speech escaping her mouth as she orgasmed over and over. Her hairs grew out, tickling his asshole as she bottomed out repeatedly, her swelling testicles adding to the heat and sweat. "Oink oink oink!", she snorted, pumping her cock hard, asshole projectile shitting mess onto the floor behind her.
All of the good inside her was leaving her... and soon, so was her height~ the more she'd shit, the smaller she'd get- and the dumpier she'd get. Hairy, smelly- pitch black skin, just like him. A long, curling tail that writhed.. writhed until his slid around it and coiled, entrapping her in a weird, sensual tail hug. Thin, long horns slid free of her head- and with each thrust, her intellect vanished more and more. Shit. Fuck. Cum. It wasn't even relevant who she was having sex with- pleasure, pain and sensation was all she needed.
Soon enough, she was just as small as he was- and considerably fatter... not as tubby as she used to be, but she was a dumpy whore of an imp. Her breasts ached and writhed in pleasure- very soon she'd be a demon.. a cocksock meant for use and pleasure, just like him- but without the regal intellect he had. Which, of course, wasn’t much. He seemed very happy to feel her cock thicken and lengthen as she became an imp just like him- smashing against her harder and harder as his feces and cum poured from his body in their embrace- as his sensitive, aching tits were repeatedly slammed into the hard, shit-covered floor~
Mayumi--or what was once known as Mayumi--drove her cock deeper and deeper into her master's shitslop ass. Her cock kept getting longer, bulging black veins growing everywhere, fungus and sores growing up the base. Soon she was pounding his intestines, spewing sloppy shit-cum into his stomach. Panting hard, she let out one massive shit into the pile behind, teeth sharpening and eyes glowing singular red as she shat out her very soul. Pinching the log off behind her, she removed herself, taking great effort to get her cock out of Grielpep. The huge, fat, impotent shit-spewer faded down into a lumpy, black slab on the floor. Panting and giggly, the new demon dove into her shit, eating whole handfuls at once. She hadn't even stood up yet, sitting on her huge, stinky ass as she shoveled her favorite food down her gullet.
The stout imp turned and sat directly on the new bitch imp's fat testicles- his large hand wrapped around both of their shafts as they rubbed their shit covered bodies against each other- Griel continued to push more and more out as he itched their mutual warts by rubbing them together- bucking against the new cocksock who would serve only as stress relief for other demons~ watching in twisted glee as she shoveled shit down her throat. "How is it, retard? Can you even feel anything other than joy anymore!?" He asked- full well aware of the extremely limited, barely sentient mental capacity of the normal members of his breed... of which Mayumi had shat out all the goodness and intelligence she once had to become~
Mayumi kept chewing and farting as Griel humped and spoke to her. "Ah-ah!", she "said", the closest thing to a verbal affirmative as he was going to get. Her cock growing fatter as it hardened, her sores oozing puss and piss all over him. Finally noticing him, she started licking his face, sniffing and panting like a dog, her kisses just being her tongue dragging along his cheek. "Ah!", she "spoke" again, moving to turn around on all fours. Her steaming wet, shit oozing donut presented itself to him, tail wagging and butt jiggling to entice him. "Fuhh...fuh...fuck!" The only word she was ever likely to know.~
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This is an absolutely depraved, completely raunchy play I did with probably one of the filthiest people on F-List. It was fucking amazing. If you like unabashed nastiness--and I’m not just talking about scat and piss!--you’ll love this.
Premise: Tomoko the raunchy camgirl has been stalked by her number one fan for quite some time. It’s time now for her to make her move on her idol! Disgusting stuff ensues.
I played this as Filth-Adoring Tomoko, with my partner being Beatrix Brooklyn.
Leaving the house for so long was miles out of Beatrix's comfort zone, but she'd finally found something more entertaining than spending her days on the internet, acquiring bizarre fetishes by the dozen. Slightly crumpled and food-stained, her baggy t-shirt hung on a skinny, pale figure; a pair of ill-fitting jeans completed the picture of someone who didn't really know how to dress themselves. She'd been staring at her girlfriend's house for weeks now, never daring to approach but spending entire days on edge, waiting for a glimpse of movement. It felt like destiny that her favourite 'star' had ended up living so close by, and that's what finally helped Bea overcome her nerves and make a fitting introduction. Breathless with excitable arousal, she'd clambered into Tomo's garden and now stood pressed up against the nearest window, unable to resist peering through, nostrils flaring as she sought a hint of the other's scent. The flat-chested, shabby-looking girl looked to be in her teens at a glance- baggy clothes helping her seem all the smaller, a transfixed look on her face as her breath huffed against the glass.
Inside the house, Tomoko poured herself some orange juice, gulping the cup down in moments. Her current camming session was going great, her hard, fat cock bobbing in the air as she felt the buttplug nestled in her panties. She sniffed the air, a tank-top containing her sweaty body; hair lined on and under her tits, her pits reeked with smelly, unmaintained sweat-covered hair, and hot breath swept past her yellowed teeth. She turned around, a fresh pour of juice in her cup now. She stopped in her tracks though when she saw...someone at her window. The look inside was difficult thanks to the sun and general darkness of the kitchen, but Tomo could clearly see an excited girl with her face pressed against the glass looking at her. Tomo was, frankly, stunned. That sorta thing happened every time she met a fan. She lifted a hand and waved, cracking a weak smile at her.
Beatrix felt her heart threaten to burst when her eyes finally adjusted to the gloom- everything she'd assumed about her 'girlfriend' was proving true. She could only stare, slack-jawed and entranced, as Tomo put on a brazenly obscene display, body glistening with an oily sheen of sweat. When the girl's head turned and spotted her, Bea made a strangled noise of surprise- thankfully muffled by the window- but couldn't bring herself to duck out of sight. She'd worked herself up into a frenzy of excitement by now, and looked perilously close to outright licking the window. Mustering all her skill in the social graces, she raised a hand and gave a wave back, beaming cheerfully.
The filthy cam-girl blinked several times at the girl, not really...knowing what to do. Most fans at least knocked on her door, or sent an email, or something. She was just staring. She wondered if this was how people really reacted to those they admire. As a girl who never got out, she had no idea.
Finally though, the staring and excitement was enough. She put her OJ on the counter, her kitchen being easily the cleanest place in her house, and set off to the front door. She unlocked it, cracking it open a little to peek her head out. She could sorta see her stalker around the wall, but was too afraid to go further. "Hello?", she asked, calling out to her fan.
Bea pivoted her head to watch Tomo walk away, doing very little to ease the tension. Thankfully the NEET didn't have to actually go outside, as the sound of Bea's hurried approach grew steadily louder. Flustered and breathless, she scampered up to the front door, dirty-blonde hair swaying in a messy-looking ponytail. Despite rehearsing this several times in her head, about the most she managed was a breathy "Hi" as her fingertips tingled with excitement. Close to, she couldn't remotely compare to Tomoko's sheer, raunchy filth- her clothes didn't look to have been changed in a while, and there was a slightly yellow tint when she bared her teeth in another unnerving grin. "I, uh, wow."
Tomo blinked a couple times, sniffing to even out the silence. When she did, she could smell some very...conflicting smells off the girl. Strawberry and mint, the sure signs of body wash and shampoo, mixed with the scents of sweat and...cum? Upon realizing that, Tomoko realized her hard cock was still out in the open, even after she had opened the door a little wider. Instead of covering herself up, the NEET grabbed the girl by her shirt and pulled her in, slamming the door behind her.
The living room and the path to it was littered in bits of garbage, old, moldy food, and even evidence of drugs that Tomoko clearly hadn't acquired herself. Tomo switched on a light, making the cockroaches on a slice of pizza evade behind the couch, as well as fully exposing the horrid girl. Her hair was in knots, pubes covered much of her stomach, crotch, and balls, and rough hairs went all down her legs. Her cock bobbed, a little pre-cum spurting out as she looked the girl down. "Um...hi."
The smaller, meek girl had already begun staring down below Tomo's waist, the faintly unsettling grin showing no signs of budging from her face, dainty nose crumpled up in glee. The scent of sweat lingering about her body was more than a little stale- permeating her baggy clothes, the stains standing testament to how long she'd been wearing them. All for her filth-riddled idol, of course. Baggy and over-sized as her pants were, they couldn't quite disguise the telltale swell that shifted a little with her movements, suggesting the teenager was excited in more than one way. Adopting a blissful look as she was yanked inside, heart racing, her nostrils flared as she took in the mingled, putrid scents of the camgirl's home and ignored the way her stomach roiled.
Much to her delight- even as bile rose in her throat and she almost winced in reflexive disgust- Tomoko was even viler in person. Hairy, sweat-slicked, and sporting a fat, twitching cock, it was enough to make Bea's comparatively puny prick stiffen fully, her cheeks flushing with heat. "Oh my god it's even better than I thought." She babbled out all at once, apparently drunk on wretched musk.
Tomoko could see this girl was excited. Mostly in the face, the pants area wasn't really obvious, tiny cock and all. Her scent of relative cleanliness was overriden by the stench of her home, something she was almost horribly happy about. She smiled wide, the red of her cheeks contrasting the yellow of her teeth. "Oh, thanks!", she said, clearly flattered at the compliment. Her expression turned to one of discomfort though as her stomach audibly churned. "Oh no...the laxatives are kicking in." She bit her lip as she stood there, buttplug keeping in the shit she was currently pushing out without a fuss. Her hand went to her cock, stroking it slowly, as if she had completely forgotten about her guest.
Bea felt utterly out of her depth, but for once it filled her with delirious excitement rather than anxiety. The sheer, permeating stench was nearly enough to make her gag, but she inhaled it greedily, wanting to display her approval to the girl she idolised so obsessively. Gazing adoringly, she felt yet another needy twitch between her legs as Tomo's stomach churned, pressing her thighs together and biting down on a slightly chapped lip. "I'm Beatrix!" The skinny, dishevelled-looking figure blurted out seemingly at random, then faltered when she was treated to another view of perverse bliss. "I, uh... wow. Do you mind if I just... watch for a bit? I love- I'm your biggest fan."
The woman in front of Bea felt her prostate getting pushed up against by the shit trapped inside her ass. All the shit was meshing together into one big turd, with nowhere to go but out--and out was sealed. The NEET started stroking faster, both hands working her fat, uncut cock, solid smegma cropping up at the tip of her foreskin. Her legs buckled as she moaned hard, a premature orgasm rocking her body. The combination of prostate pressure and stroking was too much for her. Thick, yellow gunk spurted out of her cock. It was so nasty and chunky that calling it "cum" would just plain be incorrect. It ended up going all over the girl in front of her, staining her shirt and pants a deep yellow. The look on the girl's face was that of pure, depraved bliss.
Beatrix finally stopped her awkward babbling and simply... stared, eyes faintly glazed as if entranced. When she caught sight of a congealed lump of smegma at the very tip of Tomo's nightmarish cock, the slimmer figure sighed as if she'd seen some beautiful work of art, legs buckling to mimic the girl shamelessly beating off in front of her. Bea sank happily to her knees, the first half-solid globs of putrid cum spattering against her chest, oozing through the clothes with ease to cling to her skin. The feeling was almost too much to bear- that sickly yellow, bubbling gunk staining her shirt, then spattering thickly across her face and chest. She matched her idol for sheer, deranged glee, tongue lolling out as she took the last remnants of the load directly on her dainty-looking face, watching that hairy, bulbous prick spew its noisome mess out for her enjoyment (or so she liked to think.) "I love youu..." She cooed weakly, every bit the adoring fangirl.
Tomoko panted heavily, shaking her cock to get any leftover junk off. "Well...you're definitely the first fan to have that happen," she said, looking over the girl. She was practicaully unrecognizable, her smelly jizz having thoroughly coated her face to the point where you could barely see her face. She bet with how vile it was, some of it had blasted right into her pants. "Hah...so...you want an autograph or is the spunk-covered shirt enough?"
Bea made a wordless sound of blissed-out contentment as she heard those words, savouring the feeling of the thick, chunky slime practically searing her skin. Refusing to wipe the mask of stinking, hideous slime away, she let it drip freely from her once-dainty features as she gazed up at the girl she so admired from beneath several layers of spunk. "Thank youuuu." She cooed with near-comical delicacy, unable to decide whether to stare at her beloved's face or her still-oozing, rancid cock, so instead flitting between the two. The noxious musk was like a physical sensation, her throat tightening and bile thick in her mouth as she fought the urge to vomit, instead offering another depraved grin. "I want to be like you." She replied dreamily.
Tomo blinked at the request. This was new. Most fans met her, shook her hand, and left their gifts, too shy to actually interact with her. This girl had skipped all of that and went straight for something else. "You wanna...be like me?", she asked. Suddenly, it all kinda made sense. The stalker personality, the dissheveled look, the willingness to be cum on--this was a NEET in the making. She smiled and wiped some of the cum off her face with two fingers, holding it up in front of her face. She licked it up right before putting both fingers in her mouth, slobbering and salivating all over them. She then brought them back down to her fans face, rubbing it in before putting both fingers up her nose. "Well, first tip! Don't ever wash your clothes again. This tank top's been dirty for...two years now?"
She smiled wide, taking more of her cum off the girl's face and swallowing it down, having to chew with how thick it was. "You know me," she said with a mouth full, "But what's your name?"
The fangirl could only grin vacantly as Tomoko parsed her bizarre request, happy to remain on her knees- hopefully the putrid, sludgy facemask would solidify before it all dripped off in weighty clumps. Nodding several times, she spattered her narrow shoulders with a few of the thicker lumps- those half-exposed by the baggy, ill-fitting top. Savouring the touch of her grotesque 'girlfriend', the slim little figure leaned into the mock-caress like an affectionate dog, gazing enraptured as the camgirl sampled some of her own grotesque oozings. Even Tomo's saliva seemed to have an intoxicating, wretched stink to it, and Bea did her best to snort the stuff as her dainty nose was pressed demeaningly upward. "Yes! Yes." She agreed excitably, before she really even understood Tomo's words. Bea's throat clenched visibly as she struggled not to retch, but the depraved stalker didn't even pay it the slightest notice. "Beatrix! Unless- unless you don't like that, it can be something else." She added hurriedly, eager to please.
The camgirl swallowed down her gunk, looking Beatrix in the eyes. "Nah, it's fine for now. We can come up with something later though." She hummed a little in concentration, trying to figure out how to make this girl worse. She noticed her holding back vomit and clicked her tongue in disappointment. "No, no! If you gotta puke, puke! Don't keep it in! Don't keep anything in! Like look," she said, turning around and pulling her panties down. Her asshole was a fat donut with a crown of black hairs, the trail of which descended into her thighs and in the space between her hole and her crotch. "When I had to go poop, I just went! [sub]Although it's been kept in a little too long...[/sub]" She twisted the base of the buttplug and pulled it out with a sigh, her immense fused turd sitting for a second before falling out. It slithered like a snake onto the ground in one unending go, only breaking occasionally under its own weight. The pile that ended up on the ground was sickly brown and a bit of green, bits of food still stuck in its wretched creases. "There, that should get you to puke!"
Beatrix gave another flurry of nods in reply, a stringy rope of Tomo's vile cum now dangling from her pale features. It was rather hard to focus on even her beloved's voice with the sheer, noisome stench permeating the air, filling her nose until she could sense little else. That only grew more intense as the other girl further exposed her freakish, neglected body, earning the most fervent of gasps from her giddy fangirl. Her entire body shivering perceptibly, Bea could feel her pathetic little member twitching needily as half-digested, solidified waste drooped out of the other's ruined, unkempt entrance. However, disgust managed to overpower arousal at last- she needed little urging to finally 'let loose', stomach roiling as it forced up her last few meals. From the looks of things the skinny little figure didn't eat much- there was a plentiful helping of off-colour bile amidst the chunky mess that spewed forth, an unrecognisable heap of slime and stomach lining spattering down to adorn Tomo's hideous offering. Vomit dribbling down her chin to join the stringy, sludgy cum, she hunched forward and reached out to touch it- pressing a single hand into the festering mess before hurling a second time, retching another bile-laced mouthful onto her own thighs. "Ghhn... ugh... thank youuu..."
Tomo chuckled and patted the NEET-to-be's head, ruffling it and making it a bit of a mess. "That's good! Now we just gotta train your asshole and your...um...", she trailed off, realizing she had no idea if this girl was packing like she was or not. "Hey, why don't you show me what you've got in those pants?", she prodded, lapping up some of the mixed-vomit-cum and licking it in her fingers. The taste was almost enough make to her puke, but all she did in the end was retch. She's eaten worse after all. "If you show me what you've got, I might have some stuff to uh...help you be like me!"
Beatrix managed a shaky smile, though 'fresh' bile was still spattering her lips and seeping its way through the slimy, tar-like gunk sinking into her pores. Already she stank enough to make the average passer-by come close to fainting, though it couldn't even compare to Tomo's utterly repulsive odour. A final, belching gasp escaped her lips as she saw the other girl shamelessly sample that hideous mess, and a fat chunk of vomit worked its way past yellowed teeth, drooling messily down Bea's chin. "Uh- you want to see? I... sure!" Even in her faintly deranged mind, Tomo's number one fan hadn't dared to think she'd get this far. The same nervous excitement buoyed her up as she rose, throat burning from the previous retching, legs a little shaky. "You do?" She replied, voice faintly high-pitched with excitement. Another revelation like that, and she might well grow hysterical.
Face still daubed with putrescent slime, the blonde girl dug fingers into her stained pants and hurriedly dragged them down, revealing them to be utterly bare beneath. Unlike her repulsive idol, Bea's legs were smooth and free of hair, though she'd let a faintly tangled fuzz form between her legs. Roughly three inches of neat, cut cock jutted out between her slender thighs, the baby-pink head bared and offering a single shiny bead of precum. By contrast, her smooth, fat balls were almost respectable in size, forming an absurd pillow for her twitching little member.
The young, filthy Tomoko cracked an ugly smile upon seeing that cock. The smile grew into a snicker, which grew into a giggle, which grew into an all-out laugh. "That's it?! Pahahaha! That's goddamn pathetic!", she mocked between laughs, wiping a tear from her eye with her puke-stained finger. "Look at you! Wanting to be an ultra degenerate and not even having a cock big enough to suck! No hair, no smegma, no foreskin...it's downright...neat!" Her laughter came to an end as she snorted, sighing wearily. "Come on to my room. I have something that'll fix this." She took Bea's hand and dragged her into the NEET's room.
If the living room was bad, Tomoko's room was a goddamn disaster. Clothes strewn about, used condoms full of cum, shit, and piss everywhere, food on the ground and on the bed, all punctuated by a camera set up on a tripod with a laptop hooked to it. How she afforded it, no one will ever know. The camera was pointed at the head of the bed, where Tomoko's sweaty pillow laid. The laptop showed the stream had ended automatically in her absence, a fact she was more than happy about. Explaining why she had to go was always tough for her fans. The NEET navigated the pile of garbage covering the rug until she came to her nightstand, rummaging through it looking for her stash of transformative drugs.
The other girl could only grin nervously as Tomo outright burst into laughter at the sight of her puny little excuse for a cock- though the renewed, pulsing twitches betrayed just how much she was getting off to it. "I know..." The girl whined, though her voice wavered more with arousal than any kind of upset. She just about managed to kick her pants away from her ankles without stumbling over, dragged along in her idol's wake, busily trying to twine fingers and feel the greasy sweat coating the other's palm.
Then she paused, nostrils flaring as she took in the utterly hideous stench of Tomo's room, the scattered filth and grime standing testament to her depravity, decay mingling with the smells of sewage and raunchy fucking into a noisome cocktail. If she hadn't just emptied her stomach in the hall, the skinny little figure would have hurled all over again. Her wimpy little cock bounced between her legs as she moved, now freely drooling a pathetic stream of its liquid arousal, Bea's fingers clenching and unclenching as she fought the urge to simply throw herself into the festering morass of bodily oozings. Lowering a single slender thumb and forefinger, she massaged her trickling pre into her cock's neat, pink head and began shamelessly jerking off, over-sized balls bouncing with the urgency of her stroking. "This is... nuh... /awesome/." The girl sighed airily, looking at the grotesque proof Tomo's depravity like it was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.
Tomoko slipped her panties off her legs as she rummaged around, attempting to find the drugs her fan had left her a few months ago. "Ah!", she shouted, pulling up a jar a quarter-full of some deep purple liquid. She approached the girl while she twisted the cap off, musing to her, "Now, they said a few sips of this would make my cock grow fat, stinky, veiny, and hairy in a few moments, but that would wear off after a bit. I think for you, you'll need to down the whole thing. That should keep it permanent-ish, right?" She twisted the cap off completely, a new smell of potent cock musk filling the air. "I mean I've never tested it, so...you know." She offered the jar to Beatrix.
Bea was near-deliriously aroused, and never too imprisoned by logic at the best of times. All the same, she gave the jar a faintly hesitant look- it wasn't like she feared the intoxicating, vile concept of becoming more like her 'girlfriend'- she was more concerned with mundane dangers. Despite that, she could never really refuse an offering from the one she so adored, even if it hadn't oozed forth from one of her ruined, filth-encrusted holes. "Uh... uh... are you sure? I- I mean, yes!" She corrected herself urgently, eager to please Tomo at every turn. Reaching out, the slender, dishevelled-looking girl held the jar of suspiciously purple fluid like it was a holy relic. Nostrils flared yet again on her dainty nose, and she savoured the stink of the other's grotesque body, so tantalisingly close. Then- with a final shaky smile- Bea downed the entire jar, leaving only a sticky residue at the very bottom. Even that didn't escape her notice- flushed and exhilarated after taking that step, she smeared the solidified fluid onto her fingers and used it to shakily jerk off, smearing the concentrated stuff into her very skin.
Tomo put her hands to her mouth as she watched her adoring fan gulp down the concoction. "Hehe! Looks like it was good!" She bent over and licked her tiny cockhead a few times, tasting her salty pre in her mouth. "Why don't you come join me on the bed, dear?", she asked, tugging the dick once before jumping onto her bed, sending food, condoms, clothes, napkins, bottles, and mold flying everywhere. "Come on~. I'll let you lick whatever you want~!" It was admittedly very nice to have someone willing in her house for once. Most of her fucks came from stray animals, so having a human was pretty awesome! A human that was willing to get as nasty as she did, even! Tomo displayed herself to the girl, lifting her almost-pubish armpits for her to see, as well as spreading her legs, showing off her half-hard cock and asshole. Her hairy stomach was fairly exposed now too, a fact she acknowledged by running her hand through it, lazily scratching. "I'm sure you'll get a huge filth cock soon, hon! Let's just enjoy the moment!"
Beatrix beams as the daring act earns her some visible approval, lapping up the last few droplets from her lips- now liberally flavoured with traces of vomit and a crusted layer of Tomo's spunk. The teasing little lick earned a faltering sigh from up above- despite being so laughably small, Bea's neat little cock was achingly sensitive, twitching eagerly against the roving tongue. Then scattered filth and garbage was tumbling off the bed, a bottle of acrid, yellow urine bouncing off the smaller girl's shin and losing its lid, splashing its noisome contents into the ruined carpet.
Scrambling up onto the bed, Bea paid it no heed. She was too entranced by Tomo's neglected, ruined body, coated in layers of its own stinking filth and proudly bared for her to admire. Again her tongue lolled out, making the half-dressed, skinny figure look rather like a panting dog- then she hunched forward, letting out a breathless moan. Even as she straightened up again, her neat little member obviously had /something/ deeply wrong with it. The flesh rippled and bulged like some fat, bloated parasite was nesting under the skin, and already the once-smooth length was sprouting a thick web of veins. "Ah- Tomooo..." The depraved fangirl moaned ecstatically, staring down at her own warping, pulsating endowment. Each shuddering throb added nearly as much length and girth, and only a few moments passed before she was sporting a thick, chunky spire between her legs, covered in veins and sagging skin. The most hideous sight came next, as skin knit itself back together then surged forth to cover the head, only ceasing its growth when a dangling, doughy tube of foreskin hung limp from the stiff, girthy member.
The filthy NEET cooed upon seeing that awesome cock, putting her foot up against it. Dry dirt and shit crushed onto it as she prodded at it, feeling it up between her toes. She slid down a little further, giggling as she looked between the cock and Bea's face. "Ooh, it's so fat now! But it's still too...clean." She stroked the loose tube of foreskin in her toes, kneading it between two of them. "Why don't you go ahead and cum into that excess? Get a nice, hot, bit of liquid in to turn into grade-A dickcheese!" She reached down and spread her donut of an asshole, "I'll even milk it for you if you want!"
For a moment it wasn't even clear if Bea had heard- she was too busy staring adoringly at the thick, slightly lopsided thing bulging out from between her legs, new veins sprouting out from the thick, ropy web, growing more bizarre by the moment. She loved every moment of it. There was a faltering gasp as she came out of her reverie; even that little teasing of Tomo's filth-encrusted toes had left her drooping foreskin oozing with precum, slick, wet sounds emanating from the sagging 'sheath' as it bloated out further. Before long, the dripping, swaying mass of skin threatened to become as large as her cock itself, for all its bulbous girth. "Y-you like it?" She stammered eagerly, then gazed hungrily as she was granted the sight of her idol's swollen, ruined asshole, still smeared with the chunky remnants of her last 'offering'. As she clumsily shuffled closer, the skinny figure felt her bloated balls slap against a thigh- those too had put on an absurd amount of weight and excessive skin, now hanging fat and wrinkled below her freakish new cock. "Oh pleaaaase..." She whined as her bulging, pulsating length rested up against the filth-drooling pucker. Her first thrust didn't quite make it inside- the dangling, swaying foreskin acted like a drooping, full condom, getting in the way of her girth. Then she whimpered in frustration and merely stuffed the whole drug-warped mass inside, hands moving forward to clutch and squeeze, smearing her palms with the layers of greasy sweat.
Beatrix whimpered and squealed like a mindless, rutting animal as she plunged balls-deep into her girlfriend's bloated, donut-like pucker, hands pinching and squeezing desperately as she tried to smear herself in Tomo's bodily filth. It was far from a snug fit inside that ruined, sagging hole, and the force behind her first thrust was enough to leave dangling, overstuffed-looking balls smacking up against skin, visibly sprouting curled, black hairs as the girl sank further into depraved lust. It was more like fucking a half-congealed pile of sewage than anything else, as both dangling, wrinkled foreskin and pulsing head pushed something loose, and sank into a vile, stinking mess of clogged-up shit. Bea's frantic thrusts soon had the chunky, brown sludge drooling afresh from her lover's gaping pucker, matting itself in the tangled bush of hair and smearing the girl's vein-riddled, monstrous cock. Soon she was essentially pounding Tomo's shit llose, thick clumps and gooey slime both seeping out to coat her lap and leave her cock resembling a dripping, shit-caked lump of flesh more than anything else. Leaning close, the blonde's face still sported a crusted-on layer of pustulent cum, her face slack and blissful as she pounded at the ravaged hole and stained the bed further with the reeking morass. One spasmodic, arrythmic thrust had her accidentally slip free from that squelching, winking entrance, several inches of limp foreskin slapping down against the bed. Bea barely noticed in her passions, but several fat, wriggling maggots- thoroughly slathered in their favourite meal- had become trapped in the wrinkled tube of skin, squirming frantically against the sensitive, constantly drooling mass as she stuffed it inside once again, forcing out a bubble of trapped, festering gas. Her eyes and nose were streaming with the unnatural, perverse stink, but Bea was only too happy to keep spattering the pair with flecks of shit as she ground her cock against squirming maggots and compacted excrement.
Here’s an extremely fun, extremely over the top, and extremely silly play I did with a good friend. Not much in the way of sex, just ultra-concentrated infantalism and scat.
Premise: Tomoko has just finished training up her brand new baby fuckrag. Having made her obsessed and entirely obedient to her mistress, Tomoko decides to take the baby out for a test drive!
I played this as Filth-Adoring Tomoko, with my partner being Summer Anderson.
"There, now you look all pretty!," Tomo sang in her somewhat pleasant, somewhat nasally voice. She took a quick kiss of Summer's forehead and tightened the pretty pink bow in her brown hair one last time. The transformation was complete: an effeminate male turned into a fucked-out, sissy baby fuckrag. "Mmm-hmm! You look great!", Tomoko complimented, patting her on the head. All the prep that led up to this was immense; administering doses of an agent to make Summer physically shorter than Tomoko, a foot at least; growing her hair out to beyond her shoulders; working their insides to where they were a literal shit and gas factory; and of course, the mental conditioning to make her completely obsessed with Tomoko, and removing all of her inhibitions. Truly, she was the perfect toy now. She just needed a test run.
"Okay, Summer, follow my heiny!", she sang, turning around in her summer dress, poking her smelly, hairy rear out for Summer to follow. The little baby was more than infantile in mind; in appearance, she resembled an otherworldly concoction of baby and submissive. Nosehooks kept her nostrils always flared, a bow in her hair gave her a cute "little girl" look, a collar around her neck signified her ownership, a baggy jacket that her hands didn't fit through making her look super young, a skirt showing off true feminity, and a thick diaper showing her complete lack of potty training. Tomo's heart fluttered looking at her--truly, she had outdone herself~!
[Summer Anderson] listened with intent as you sung your little song, her ears perking up at the sound of your voice, cock instantly re-stiffening in her diaper as she finally heard you again, it had been nearly 5 seconds since you said something, and she was still reeling from the fact that only twenty seconds ago you were out of the room for a whole ten while you went to get the bow.
"N-not as pretty as you~" Summer said, her voice having a pathetic whimpering tone to it, people would be able to hear just how fucking meek she was when being in your presence. As you ducked down and gave her that light smooch on the forehead, her eyes went wide, an oozing almost pig like grunt oozing out of her now dangling open mouth. A few quick quiet *splllrts* told you all you needed to know, your kiss made Summer cum on the spot. It felt like an eternity of bliss compacted into 8 seconds for Summer, before your voice snapped her out of her pathetic little orgasm and back to reality, your pats making her shiver, looking up and giving your hand a desperate sniff before you took it away.
As you beckoned for her to follow, she didn't have to think twice to. With a cute waddle, she walked along behind you, staring at your filthy ass, wanting oh so badly to wrap her lips around your stained hole. Her diaper crinkled with every step, only drowned out by the constant sniffing, the smell of your ass being one of the many things from you she wanted in her hooked open nose.
"Y-yes M-mistress Tomo~"
The teenage girl sighed contently, breathing in the fresh air of a spring afternoon. "Ah, do you still smell the cut grass back there? The lemonade being squeezed, the scent of lavender in the air?", she said, disregarding the fact they were walking down a city street, turning her head back to look at her toy, "Or do you only smell shit, sweat, and cock-musk back there, my fucked-out little piglet?" She teased, stopping for a moment to lift up her dress and let out a nice, wet, stinky fart, sighing with relief at her slobbiness. "Mmf, come along! Have your sniffies, but hurry up, we're gonna be late to the con!" She continued her walk, looking straight forward, turning onto the street corner, onto a row of buildings with dirty alleyways lining them. Not a shortcut of any sort--Tomoko just hoped the stink of mildew and garbage would drive Summer nuts~.
[Summer Anderson] walked along behind you, ignoring the looks she was getting from her ridiculous outfit, too focused on your ass, drooling over the little brown ringed stain she could see from when your dress was caught earlier. "T-that's all I wanna smell Mistress!" she shouted, words echoing along the street thanks to how loud she proclaimed it. As you lifted your dress up and the rancid airy *pffffrt* echoed out, Summer stopped in her tracks for a moment, the loudest, greediest huff coming from the pathetic little bitch. Her own nasty air erupted out of her ass, the smell of your farts being her warped minds cue to remember her body is constantly packed full of shit. Log after log of thick shit, some of it filled with chunks and pools of Tomo's own spunk, plopped into her diaper with wet splats. Log after log pouring out of her ass, cut to a stop as your voice yet again snapped her out of her euphoria (although she still managed to shit more than a normal person does in two weeks in 10 seconds).
"S-sniffies?!~" she gasped, before running up, not caring enough to mind her now packed diaper, it squishing and squashing, spreading the muck all over her ass, taint, balls, and thighs, some of it already leaking out of the leg guards and falling to the sidewalk below her. "I-I w-wuv M-mistress Tomo's stink and sweat~" she moaned, her voice degrading thanks to how concentrated the stink was in her nose and in her mind, her hooked open nostrils colliding with your slightly gaped pucker, tongue slipping out to lap at your sweaty taint, every couple of drops being heavenly enough to cause a mini orgasm, an adorable yap like a puppy and a single spurt, her little vocalizations drawing even more attention to her.
She continued walking along with you on all fours, face planted in your ass until she could tell your toots were finally gone for the moment. In the 20 or so seconds she had done this, she had of course, filled her diaper with what was at least a quart of her nasty spunk, and another heavy helping of shit, this time being near liquid, staining her now easily visible diaper a deep disgusting brown. Finally she separated her nose from your ass as the last of your farts blasted into her nose, her clinging to your ass leaving smudges and stains of shit all over her face. She of course, took a finger and scooped up the biggest piles, dabbing them onto her tongue, moaning and snorting like a bitch from the taste of your shit, drool dripping out of her mouth like a waterfall.
"F-fank you Mistress~<3"
The taller, dominant girl seized up a little as she felt her pig's nose pressed against her taint. "The fu-bad baby! Very bad!", she yelled, slapping you behind her, you paying no mind to her hits. "Bad, bad, bad!", she yelled out, turning around and looking down at your shit-covered face. "Ugh, I meant to sniffie my farts from the air, not from my ass, you little fuck!" She grabbed Summer, by the hair, pulling and dragging her, storming into the alley, making the shit in her diaper compact and squish out onto the pavement.
"You're a very bad baby! Bad, so fucking...ugh! Did I make you TOO stupid? Come on, start pulling your fuckin weight, faggot!" She continued shouting and berating her bitch, tossing a few glances behind to see people watching. She threw the little shit on the ground behind a dumpster, seating herself on the front of her diaper and grabbing her cheeks. "You're such a stupid little faggot. I wanted that diaper to last all day, and now look. You can't help yourself when a little toot comes out, huh?! That wasn't even me trying to fart!! You'd have cum and shat yourself braindead if I had tried!"
Tomoko got up, standing next to her baby and and taking a squat, lifting her skirt up, facing Summer. She put her hand over her eyes and shoved her fingers in her open nostril. "You better not fight or it's gonna get a lot worse." She grunted a little as she shat on the concrete, a coiling dark-brown mast of a single turd, thicker than Summer's forearm, rough and greasy. "Mmgh," she grunted as she cut the filth off, standing up and wiping the snot off on her dress. "You see my heavenly shit? You're gonna get on your hands and knees and sniff it. Sniff it until you cum so much your balls ache. Smell it until your diaper bursts with all your shit. Breathe it until the air in your lungs is replaced with filth." She put her foot on the back of Summer's head, pushing her into the giant turd. "Well?! Hop to it, faggot baby!"
[Summer Anderson] didn't dare fight back as you smacked her, too loyal to ever even consider the thought (and a bit too high on the fumes of your ass at the moment). As you dragged her away, a slight sense of dread, and an intense sense of arousal washed over the pathetic little waste you were preparing to punish, your rough handling of her turning her on even more. "I-I'm s-sowwy mistress..." she whimpered, still feeling ashamed despite how turned on she was. As you deprived her of her senses, she squirmed a bit, loving the feeling of you fingering her nose, but sad she couldn't see you.
"M-mistress went poopy?!" she asked in her dopey bliss as you stood up. As you started barking your orders, she couldn't keep her eyes off your shit, her distorted mind reeling, the shit of her mistress was like a gift from the gods, no, with how much she was devoted to you, it was to her, you being the only goddess the pathetic fucking slut of a baby ever wanted. Finally, once you kicked her down, she made sure to follow your words to the letter, doing her best not to eat any of it despite her head now being smushed into it thanks to your forceful push. She leaned slightly up, her entire face now smeared in shit.
She breathed in deeply, desperate snorts filling the rancid garbage, shit, and mildew filled air of the alleyway. A pathetic puppy like yap and bitch like moan oozed out of her at the end of her first, long, desperate huff, more of her yellow spunk filling her padding, interrupted halfway through with her now needing bladder, although after another sniff, her body opted to just push out both at once, creating a nasty slurry of piss and jizz, her diaper now beyond ruined, stained a deep, musky yellow and a muddy disgusting brown.
Another huff, her shitbox now opting to continue its unrelenting torture on her padding, Her body deciding to follow in her goddess' footsteps, a three inch thick multiple foot long unbreaking log of shit pouring out, like a rancid nasty softserve out of her poor poor pucker.
Another huff, another pig like squeal of bliss as more of the piss and spunk slurry hisses out of her cock, now leaking out of the leg guards, making a puddle in the poor alleyway. She finally gave in, licking her lips and as much of her face as she could reach, her body responding by pushing even harder, the already loud hiss and plops from her padding getting louder, audible from the street now. Her shit changed consistency, becoming a liquidy slurry, adding to the puddle below the pathetic little bitch, the poor asphalt below would probably never go back to its original color
"I-I'm g-going c-crazy M-mistress~<3" she moaned, before interrupting herself with a desperate greedy sniff, arms going weak, face plopping down into her shit. With one more blasting, echoing *FRRRT*, her diaper finally gave in, the tapes snapping, falling into the puddle with a sickly nasty SPLAT, her entire ass and thighs were coated in what looked like inches of shit. The nasty slurry coming out of her dick now spraying onto her coat and even onto her shit, but that didn't stop her from taking her one last final break, literally snorting up your shit, moaning, cooing, crying, into it, so desperate, so wanting, so fucking PATHETIC. The words "M-MISTRESS T-TOMOKOOO~ oozed out of her mouth between grunts and snorts, audible despite her head being buried in the pile of shit, echoing across the whole city block, before finally, the poor thing fell over on its side, laying in its pile and puddle of shit, piss, and yellow sour spunk, the look on Summer's face being one that was beyond just being "bliss", easily the happiest you have ever seen anyone, still drooling and dangling her shit stained mouth open wide, as her pisssing and shitting slows, her overload managing to empty her body out, her balls clearly aching and emptied for the moment.
"D-iid I do good M-mistress?~<3<3" Summer stated looking up at you, her eyes filled with pure love for her new goddess.
I just opened up a new sideblog to this one, for images and kink-talk. It will likely be updated much more frequently, as I’ll have more content to share. Link here, as well as in my sidebar.
As for logs right now: my lewd moods have been sporadic and I have not done much roleplaying lately. However, I want to post the logs I have done recently, aaannnnd I have one I’m hoping to edit and post tonight. Due to F-List’s terms of service, I gotta ask before I post, and not everyone wants to share their logs, so, I have to make do.
In the meantime, shoot your way over to the image blog, maybe even send some messages my way? I love talkin’ to kinksters. Y’all seem like fun. But yeah, wait patiently, I’m workin’ on stuff.
Another weird one, this one a lot shorter. We just got too excited playing it to last very long.
Premise: The local shota boy wants to have some real nasty fun with Anna, using some drugs he found! What could possibly go wrong (aside from Anna losing all mental faculties and turning into a human-pig hybrid?)
This log was done with Whore Momma Anna and Synthetica-X0 on an alt.
Whore Momma Anna flipped the page lazily in her fashion magazine. The thick MILF sighed, auburn hair flowed down to her shoulder, head against the bedframe. Breathing sharply, she adjusted her glasses, and fumbled, blouse and khakis gaining creases with the movement.
Your Pet Shia trotted forwards into Anna's bedroom. One of the neighbourhood kids who knew Anna far too well, the little shota tottered forwards and idly clambered onto the bed. "Hiii Anna~!", he giggled, toppling forwards onto her thick buttcheeks. "I found this downstairs!". A syringe pressed into Anna's assflesh, the needle piercing through the MILF's trashy nightgown. As the boy held onto her hips with one hand, another reached forwards to toy with her long, blonde curls. "Momma~", he said in affection, idly bumping his little phallus back and forth against the slab of ass-flesh. Was.. was it growing?
Whore Momma Anna screamed after simply giving a lazy greeting to the boy. It wasn't often she had a needle stabbed into her surprisingly! She wasn't quite sure how to feel about it though...her butt felt numb, and she noticed the magazine raising into the air. "Wh...hey!" She put the magazine down on the nightstand, looking the boy square in the eye, expression of anger so brief it was hardly there. She closed her eyes, face turning to one of relief as her ass bubbled, growing bigger, fattier, jigglier~. "Mmmf, what'd you just put in me..?" she asked, moaning a little.
Your Pet Shia grunted and slapped his hand forwards, smacking it into the nasty, trashy black skin. An idle hand yanked back onto Anna's ringlets, riding her like an animal. "I dunno Momma! I found it downstairs, and I thought it would look good inside you..", he stammered, slyly removing his little shorts. An eager hand pulled down Anna's trousers, letting the massive globes of flesh spill forth- and with a shaking hand, the boy began to part her cheeks, eagerly feeling the massive, puckering donut beneath. "Here, Mama!", he giggled as another syringe plunged into the woman's anal ring. "The guy behind the supermarket said this one's got pig DNA in it! I don't know what it means, but he said I should use it on you.."
Whore Momma Anna moans like a dollar whore, those little hands feeling so good on her body. "P-p-pig DNA? What's that gonna oooohhhhhhh!!!" She groaned, a loud, wet, lewd fart breaking past that donut, followed by a thick, light brown, solid turd. "F, ffffuuuucck! Fuck, gimme moooore!" She yelled, shitting more and more on the bed and on the boy. Meanwhile, her nose was turning up, all on its own, the nostril point becoming nonexistant as it became almost entirely nostril. Anna snorted harshly, farting loud and proud, and sniffing it back up. "Ungh, so good~!" Her skin started to turn pink-ish, flesh around her asshole turning even darker than it already was..
Your Pet Shia continued to slap- not out of any desire to see how that nasty, trashy flesh moved- only as the sound amused her. "M..more?!", the boy gasped, watching as Anna's phat rear jiggled and squelched, asshole stretching wider than any normal human's could as it spewed out a slimym darkened turd onto the boy's dick. "A..aah! Momma Anna's turning into a pig!", the boy giggled, flopping forwards and grinding his shit-coated dickmeat against the MILF's disgusting ass. The constriction of pink over darkened flesh stopped halfway- and so, the boy slammed another syringe down, this time into her assmeat. "Eheeehee!", he giggled. "Nice nose, Momma! I might have to turn you into bacon if you don't behave!". A spare hand reached forwards and snagged into her snout, yanking and toying with the two oversized taps.
Whore Momma Anna snorted, relishing the words. "B-bacon! Oink, oink! Baconnnnn!" she moaned, seeming to very much like the idea. "Nnnnngh!" she grunted, her body deforming even more, growing a new set of nasty, pink tits below her original. Her odor started to intensify, going from that sweet summer scent to a months-unwashed pig pen, compounded by the hard, black shits she was laying on the bed. "Make piggy bacon! Oink!" Her hands, whoses fingers started growing fatter, groped every part of her body, even reaching behind her and scooping up her own feces. She put them into her face, dropping them in her mouth like grapes. She snorted with those fingers hooked in her nose, unable to believe the pleasure to be found in being turned into a pig.
Your Pet Shia gurgled in pleasure. In his hand, five more syringes lay in wait. "The man said I should use these on my real Mommy..", the boy mumbled. But his vision turned to the horrifying, shit-smeared beast before her- and he knew what the option was. With a glare in his eye, the boy jabbed four of the syringes into Anna's asshole, leaving the needles wobbling in place. The other, he decided, had to be special. Idly, the boy hopped down and wandered around to Anna's front as the bed frame creaked, and her new, fat pink tits squished out from the side. "Here you go Momma Anna!", he said happily- before slamming the last into her naked eyeball. "More piggy for you! This should make your brain degenerate a bit!"
Whore Momma Anna screamed in shrill, sheer pain, the sharp stabbing of multiple sharp objects right into her asshole! The force of which caused the ring to bloat, and the thickness and frequency of her shit to increase tenfold. She moaned like an animal, all while deep, dark shit literally poured out of her ass, shifting between hard and soft, but all in one long, unbroken coil on the bed. She screamed even harder in pain when the syringe was shoved into her eye, going blind for a moment while her brain started to shrivel up. She started pissing herself as stupidity took over, falling over off the bed and onto the floor, ass raised high in the air, piggy tits leaking milk, piss flowing out of her cunt, and the unbroken rope of thick, black turds coiling onto the floor. She snorted, giggled, but she was gone. "Piiiiiig..." she moaned like an idiot.
