Squirrel Shit
by Otterslide

Early one morning in the big city a feral squirrel woke up with one dirty plan in mind. The squirrel was different from the others in the city since he had a special ability: his body could create as much waste as he wanted, for as long as he wanted. Not just normal pellets either, but large hole-stretching logs. With this power in mind he emerged from his drey and perched on a branch, looking out over the empty city street below. His only goal for the morning was to shit wherever he could, wanting to be as devious with it as he could manage. The rodent got down from the tree and started off down the block.

He decided to play it safe at first, scurrying over to a trash can and climbing up it. Getting to the top he looked around to make sure the coast was clear before perching himself on the edge of it, raising his bushy tail and starting to push. Quickly a large thick log of squirrel shit emerged, sliding out of his ass and into the nearly empty trash can. The log continued, unbreaking, thumping onto the other trash already in it. He pushed harder and the crap came out faster, the squirrel's power now apparent; there's no way a normal squirrel would be able to fit all of this poop inside. The trash can was filling quickly, many pounds of poop in it by now. He didn't let up, his tail twitching a bit as shit cascaded out of his ass. It wasn't until at least three minutes later before he finally stopped pooping and not because he ran out, but because he wanted to have fun at other places. Turning briefly to look into the can he was happy to see it was about three-fourths full now. That's how he left it, jumping off and scampering away.

As he hurried down the street looking for targets a vending machine caught his attention. It was a very normal vending machine stocked with various snacks but he didn't care about what was in it. He hopped to the machine's bottom push-flap and pushed it open with a paw. Holding it open he hoisted the rest of his little body up and turned himself around, butt now sticking into the receptacle with the flap being held open by his back. He didn't waste any time, pushing again. Seconds later thick shit was pouring into the space, thunking on the metal bottom. Long logs of squirrel waste dumped in, piling on itself and slowly starting to fill the whole receptacle. He huffed out, loving the feeling of getting to let out so much, hole spread wide as poop continued to flow. He only stopped when he felt some of his warm shit touch his butt. He peeked into the opening and saw that most of the basin was completely filled. Satisfied, he hopped down and let the flap close behind him, moving on to see what else he could find.

As he looked around perched in a tree he saw a lion dad sitting on a bench reading the day's paper, his baby cub in a carrier next to him. The squirrel was about to move on but then a gust of wind blew through and pulled the paper out of the lion's paws, sending it down the sidewalk. The feline cursed and quickly got up and chased after it, leaving his kid there on the bench. Not wanting to pass up on this opportunity the squirrel hurried down the tree and over to the bench, jumping up and climbing onto the carrier to look at the cub inside. The baby lion couldn't have been more than a year old and was wearing a shirt with stars on it and a white diaper, looking at the squirrel curiously. The rodent looked him over before seeing his diaper. After glancing down the street and seeing the dad still collecting pages from the paper that had been blown all over he got into the carrier and onto the cub. He got onto the lion's waist then pressed his butt down and shimmied his way backwards forcing his butt past the waistband of the feline's diaper. Knowing he didn't have much time he pushed, starting to crap into the front of the cub's diaper, his thick shit logs quickly piling up on the baby's crotch and around his upper thighs, getting some confused noises from the cub. He kept going, filling the front of the diaper with fresh crap until it was quite big and bloated. Not wanting to get caught the squirrel didn't bother to survey what he'd done, slipping his butt out of the diaper and letting the waist close back up, jumping out of the carrier and scurrying along the side of the sidewalk, passing the lion dad who didn't even notice him as he grumbled in annoyance, getting his paper re-organized. 

Further down the street the squirrel came across a hot dog cart, common in the city. It was just opening up and the owner had started getting stuff out but had ducked away to quickly use the restroom in a nearby coffee shop. Wondering what he could do with the cart the rodent then saw a ketchup bottle and got an idea. Scaling the cart he got to the red bottle, seeing it was a bit more than half full. Glancing around, he stood on his hind legs and unscrewed the cap, setting it aside. He then pulled over a nearby tabletop napkin dispenser and climbed onto it, using it to have a place to perch as he moved his ass up then sat down on the top of the open bottle. Grunting a bit he pushed and started to shit, poop splatting down into the ketchup and sinking in. Controlling his flow he only crapped a relatively small amount into the bottle; only a couple logs before he got up and screwed the cap back on. For good measure he hugged the bottle and shook it up a bit making the poop completely disappear down into the tainted ketchup so it couldn't be seen from outside. Making sure to return the dispenser and bottle back to where they were he hopped down from the cart and went on his way.

A while later after not finding anything interesting the squirrel then came across a park with a playground. Scampering over and climbing a tree to investigate he saw a fox mom playing with her cub on the playset, and nearby next to a picnic table was a stroller carrying another one of her kids, much younger. The mom seemed to be sufficiently distracted so he decided to take the opportunity, leaping into the branches of a closer tree then climbing down and going to the table. After climbing onto it he looked into the stroller, seeing the fox kit wearing a striped shirt, a diaper, and suckling on a turquoise pacifier. The squirrel made sure the mom wasn't paying attention before jumping into the stroller, startling the kit a bit. He climbed up next to his face and grabbed his pacifier, pulling it away. Right as the cub was about to cry out he pressed his butt against the vulpine's muzzle with his hole aligned with his mouth. He then pushed with a bit less force than usual and squirrel shit began to slide out into the baby's mouth. As the taste hit his tongue the kit whined and squirmed but the rodent didn't let up, slowly filling up his little mouth with soft fresh poop until he was forced to start gulping it down. He sighed in satisfaction as he fed the little fox his waste, hearing him swallowing it down and filling that little belly. After a little more he cut his logs off and moved away, taking the pacifier and reaching back, groaning gently as he pushed the bulb against his own hole until it popped in. He twisted it around then pulled it out and rubbed it against his ass, using it to wipe the poop from around his anus. He then popped the now-filthy pacifier back into the poor kit's mouth and hopped out of the stroller after making sure there wasn't any visible shit anywhere. The anal play had caused his cock to harden so now he had to find something to satisfy that as well.

The squirrel knew he didn't have much more time in the day to have his fun; it was getting later in the morning and soon there'd be too many people around to potentially catch him. Running along the sidewalk with his erection unsheathed and twitching under him he looked about the various shops and businesses until he found a small café with an outdoor patio. Since it had just opened up there was only one customer sitting outside. Luckily for the squirrel the eagle was getting up and heading inside muttering about forgetting to order something. Once the avian was inside the squirrel hopped onto the table to see what was on it, finding a bowl of what looked to be clam chowder. Deciding this would be a perfect place to end his fun he raised up his tail and positioned his hole right next to the bowl. With a push a log of shit slid out and sunk into the soup. As he crapped he gripped his cock and started to jerk off, grunting. The piece of crap was quickly cut off to prevent it piling up then a second piece was pushed out, this one sinking into the thick liquid as well. Turning back around he made sure the shit had completely submerged out of view, continuing to jerk off. He now focused on the pleasure, pointing his cock at the steaming chowder, closing his eyes and huffing out. Finally he let out a squeak of a moan and started to cum, ropes of squirrel seed shooting out and landing in the soup, immediately blending in to the white liquid. After a few more spurts the rodent panted a bit, shaking his cock to make sure the remaining drips of cum flung into the bowl then hopped off the table, just in time as the eagle came back out with a coffee and sat back down.

Feeling happy with the fun he'd had the squirrel scampered off, heading all the way back to his home tree, already planning more devious escapades in the future. For now, though, it was time to rest.