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Two dogs are left home alone, and they get hungry, but they also really, really have to take a dump. They think of a clever but nasty way to solve both problems at once. Dogs are so gross.\n\nOk ok technically there's more than one bowl, but who's counting?\n\nCharacters: Macie (feral female Dalmatian/Labrador mix, or Dalmador), Britney (feral female German Shepherd/Labrador mix, or Labrashep)\n\nFetishes/Warnings: Omorashi, pee desperation, poop desperation, watersports, scat, pee and poop accidents, pee drinking, bedwetting, scat eating, puking, puke eating, hyperscat, diarrhea, and general HEAVY watersports and scatplay. Also adoptive sibling incest. The dogs are both lab mixes but they aren't related to each other, they're just two pets in the same house. There, now you can enjoy your animal shit-eating porn without guilt or shame. ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "I think you know where this is going from the title. Two dogs are left home alone, and they get hungry, but they also really, really have to take a dump. They think of a clever but nasty way to solve both problems at once. Dogs are so gross.

Ok ok technically there's more than one bowl, but who's counting?

Characters: Macie (feral female Dalmatian/Labrador mix, or Dalmador), Britney (feral female German Shepherd/Labrador mix, or Labrashep)

Fetishes/Warnings: Omorashi, pee desperation, poop desperation, watersports, scat, pee and poop accidents, pee drinking, bedwetting, scat eating, puking, puke eating, hyperscat, diarrhea, and general HEAVY watersports and scatplay. Also adoptive sibling incest. The dogs are both lab mixes but they aren't related to each other, they're just two pets in the same house. There, now you can enjoy your animal shit-eating porn without guilt or shame. ", "writing": "2Dogs1Bowl\n\nLab mixes were always hungry, and Macie and Britney were no exception. The two dogs took every opportunity to scarf anything they could get their paws on. Their owner, sadly, wasn't very good at remembering if he'd fed them or not, and gave them massively oversized portions too. They were too cute to let them go hungry. Macie was part dalmatian. Her short coat was black on her back and most of her head, but her underside and muzzle was grey white flecked with dark spots, and her tail had a white tip. Britney was mostly German Shepherd. Her coat was black and tan, and her ears stuck up like a shepherd, but she had inherited the appetite of the lab side of her family.\n\n``Man, I'm starving! I can't believe our owner didn't feed us before he left!'' Macie whined. She pawed at her empty food bowl.\n\n``He did feed us! He fed us twice!'' Britney rolled her eyes. Macie was never satisfied. But this morning the dogs were stuffed. ``And you ate half of his breakfast too!''\n\n``It's still not enough! I want a third breakfast!''\n\nBritney groaned, and rolled over. She was so bloated, she couldn't get comfortable. ``What I can't believe is that he didn't let us out to go potty!'' she whimpered. The pair had massive bladders, so they could hold in their urine all night, but with two heaping bowls of both wet and dry food each, and all the water they'd drunk, Britney's bowels were clamoring to make room. She was hungry, but her bathroom needs were far more urgent.\n\n``Ugh, I know!'' Macie agreed. ``I have to poop so badly! This has gotta be a three baggie load!''\n\n``I think mine's a five...'' Britney groaned. Her gut made a yucky gurgling noise. Despite the pair's massive appetites, they remained rather slender mutts, but they had a dirty not-so-secret to their lack of weight gain. Their digestive tracts seemed to let most of it pass right on through, and as a result their dumps were colossal, not to mention utterly horrific smelling. They usually had three or four gigantic bowel movements every day, each one rivalling the weekly output of most Great Danes. They usually made it between when their owner left for work and when the dog walker - who got paid extra for dealing with their messes - came by, but today both their morning bathroom break and after breakfast bathroom break had been skipped. It was a weekend and he wouldn't be gone all day, but Britney, the more foresightful of the pups, knew that she couldn't make it.\n\nNevertheless, the two sat bravely in growing desperation, fighting the powerful urge to evacuate their bowels on the floor, perhaps even on the carpet. No, thought Britney, she couldn't have an accident. Only bad dogs had accidents. She wasn't a bad dog. Macie... Macie she wasn't so sure about.\n\nPoor Macie's bladder twinged and spasmed. The desperate dalmador had drank too much, and she could take it no more. She felt her crotch become wet, and the bed under her. ``Oh no!'' she helped. ``Britney, I'm gonna pee myself! What am I gonna do?''\n\nIt was up to Britney, the quicker-thinking of the two dogs, to find a solution. A large water bowl, mostly empty. She led her adoptive sister to it.\n\n``But that still has water in it! We'd better empty it first!'' Macie cried. The two immediately got to work, and with some vigorous lapping drained the bowl, but that only made their needs even more urgent. Nature had given up calling, and was now breaking Macie's door down with an axe! The Dalmador began to leak and dribble even before she squatted, and right before Britney's eyes a jet of deeply yellow urine gushed from her pussy and sprayed against the metal bowl with a loud hiss. It splashed and foamed, getting her crotch fur all wet with glistening droplets. Britney's stomach dropped and her fur stood on end. She took a deep whiff of the smell. She always like watching other dogs relieving themselves, especially when her own bladder was full. It made her feel even more desperate, but it gave her a thrill in a way she couldn't describe.\n\nBut it was a good thing she was watching so closely, because the two dogs had very, very big bladders. Suddenly, even mesmerized by Macie's micturition, she realized with alarm that the level of the liquid was rising fast. That foaming yellow lake was already nearing the rim of the bowl, and Macie's stream showed no signs of stopping.\n\n``Stop! It's going to overflow!'' she barked.\n\n``I can't stop!'' whined Macie.\n\nThis was a disaster! The wood flooring would be ruined, and the puddle might spill over onto the carpet too! Britney was a clever dog, and she thought quickly. She realized there was only one thing she could do. It was very gross, but the idea gave her a thrill.\n\nShe would have to drink it, to keep the level of the liquid down and prevent a disastrous flood on the floor.\n\nShe shuddered at the prospect of tasting her friend's pee, but there was no time to hesitate. She lunged and started lapping at that lake of fresh lemonade, trying not to gag at the salty, musky taste. It was so warm going down her throat. Her knees felt weak, and her private parts tingled.\n\n``Eww! Are you drinking it? That's so gross!'' Macie laughed. Britney's face burned with embarrassment, but she couldn't stop drinking to reply. She was barely keeping up with her sister's bladder. No, she was slowly losing. Her muzzle and whiskers were splashed as Macie's amber jet churned violently into the lake. No, her whole face was slowly becoming damp from her position, so close to her pouring privates. Macie's puckered anus bulged and clenched, and a horrible sulfurous dog fart leaked out of her, assaulting Britney's nose, but she kept choking down pee.\n\nBut her brave effort was in vain. Soon the bowl was overflowing. A puddle was spreading on the floor. And by accident Britney's tongue went right into the stream. Yucky, yucky, yucky!\n\n``I think I can stop now!'' Macie said, but it took several tries. She turned to look at the mess. ``Oh god, there's so much!''\n\n``Are you done yet?''\n\n``No! I think I might be almost halfway! What should I do, what should I do!''\n\n``Help me make more room in the bowl!'' barked Britney.\n\nMacie wasn't a squeamish dog, so she started drinking without question. In fact... ``Mmm,'' she burbled as she messily lapped up her own piss. ``It's so warm. Is this why our owner likes his coffee hot?'' She smiled, looking at Britney across the bowl.\n\nThe two dogs drank yellow pee until they both felt sick, but the bowl was only two thirds empty, and it was very soon zero thirds empty when Macie started peeing in it again.\n\n``I'm still not done yet,'' she sighed as she watched the bowl overflow. Britney took a few more halfhearted laps, and Macie joined her, but they couldn't choke any more down. The labrashep blew sorrowful bubbles in the gross liquid.\n\n``Where should I pee now, where should I pee?'' Macie whined, pacing in circles. But her body made the decision for her. ``Never mind,'' she whimpered as urine cascaded down her legs, until she could squat and make her pottying a little less messy.\n\nBy the time she was done, there was a huge puddle on the floor, and her paws were in it so she left pee prints wherever she went. Britney's paws were wet too. And her bladder throbbed and spasmed. She clamped her tail down, but she felt little spurts start to leak out.\n\n``Eeek!'' she yelped. ``Oh no, I can't hold it!'' The resourceful shepherd looked for a place to void her bladder. A wicker wastebasket wouldn't hold water. The couch would be ruined. She shuffled into the kitchen, leaving a wet trail. A full water bowl, an empty food bowl, but she was sure she'd overflow it! Her bladder was just as big as Macie's, and it must have been just as full.\n\nShe had no choice. She padded forlornly into her crate, and squatted down on her soft, fluffy dog bed. It would at least absorb some of the liquid. With a groan she released her aching bladder, and saturated the bed with a loud hiss. But soon a puddle was leaking out of the cage.\n\n``Macie! Help!'' Britney splashed out of her crate. She was trying to hold back the flow as best she could, but urine was still dribbling down her damp hindquarters.\n\n``Hmm?'' Macie skidded out of the bathroom, her muzzle dripping.\n\n``What were you doing in there?'' Britney asked, instantly suspicious. ``Were you drinking out of the toilet? You know you're not supposed to do that!''\n\n``No! I mean yes!'' She looked guilty. ``I'm sorry, I know, I'm just so thirsty!''\n\n``Still?'' Britney had an idea. ``Does it have to be for water?''\n\nA look of the utmost longing came over Macie's adorable speckled face, and her tail started to wag. ``Nope. Actually, I'd prefer it was... nice and salty.'' She looked at the saturated bed, and at Britney's crossed, dripping legs. ``Do you want me to help empty the bowl for you?''\n\n``I can't make it that long!'' Britney felt horribly guilty. Was she really considering asking her to do this? It was so wrong to take advantage of her kind nature and apparently endless thirst like this. But she really didn't have any other choice. Well, she could try peeing on Macie's bed, but that was almost as inappropriate. Besides, it would probably soak through too. Then again, Macie was a sloppy drinker at the best of times. But maybe together... Britney whimpered, and another spurt escaped her quivering crotch. ``Eek! Can we just... skip the bowl part?''\n\nMacie's eyes widened. ``You want to just pee right in my mouth? I dunno, Britney, that sounds extra gross...''\n\n``How is it any different?'' Britney barked frantically. ``You just drank your own piss! I just drank your own piss! It was in your bladder, now it's in our stomachs!''\n\n``Calm down, Brit, I was just kidding!'' Macie stuck out her tongue, and padded out of the room. She lay down on her bed and rolled on her back. ``Don't worry too much about aiming, I already leaked on it a little.''\n\nBritney was too desperate to complain about the teasing. She scrabbled across the room and nearly tripped over her sister in her urgency. It wouldn't have mattered if she tried to aim: she sprayed everywhere as she tried to get in position, then squatted over Macie's open mouth and gratefully undammed the yellow lake. ``Thank you, Macie,'' she panted. ``Thank you!''\n\nMacie must have tried to say something, but it just came out as a bubbling sound, and hot liquid splashed up against her crotch. There was a gulp, then the sound of a stream of fluid rapidly refilling a container. Britney looked down between her legs, and felt a pang of sympathy, but also such arousal that it was hard not to deepen her squat and rub her crotch against Macie's nose. It was a good thing the dalmador loved drinking from the garden hose, because Britney's stream was almost as strong! Macie swallowed gulp after gulp, but there was so much that it was spilling out of her mouth and getting her bed all wet. The air completely reeked of her morning pee, too! It made her feel so dominant, marking not only her roommate's bad but the dog herself while she subserviently rolled on her back and let herself be used as a urinal.\n\nMarking... yes, marking was good. Britney raised her stance, and let her pee spray all over Macie's chest, and waggled her butt back and forth, making sure to get her all wet.\n\n``Hey, what are you doing?''\n\n``You said not to worry about aiming!'' Britney's tail was wagging too.\n\n``Hee hee, I guess I did!'' giggled Macie. But she opened wide so invitingly that Britney couldn't resist filling her mouth again, this time lowering herself until her lips brushed Macie's, and her friend lapped eagerly at the golden waterfall, making Britney yip in pleasure and relief until her bladder was empty.\n\n``Wow...'' Macie panted as Britney stepped away. ``I'm soaked!''\n\n``So's your bed,'' said Britney. It looked like it had soaked through anyway. She looked around at the numerous puddles and pissy pawprints the pair had now left, and the mostly filled bowl. ``I don't think this made much of a difference...'' Britney was soggy from the waist down, and damp above the neck, too. Macie... well, there were a couple of dry spots on her coat, but she was pretty much soaked in urine, and she stank. ``Fuck, our owner's probably going to be angrier that we peed in the bowl than that we wet our beds.''\n\n\"He doesn't have to know we peed in the bowl if we empty it before he gets home.''\n\n``It'll still stink. Even a human can smell it.'' Britney carefully shoved the bowl under the bookshelf. ``Remember, we tried to hold it, but we both peed our beds, and you tried to use the bowl so it wouldn't make a mess. But we never tried to drink it.''\n\n``Agreed,'' nodded her canine coconspirator. They both forgot that they couldn't talk to humans anyway, and curled up in the sodden bed. But they had only taken care of one bodily need. The dogs' stomachs rumbled louder and more uncomfortable, and toxic fumes began to leak silently from them. The need to evacuate their bowels was only getting worse.\n\n``I'm still so hungry,'' complained Macie.\n\n``Shut up about how hungry you are, I'm going to shit myself any minute!'' grumbled Britney. But then, the two dogs exchanged a look. A look of two dogs who had an extremely gross idea. Or at least one dog who did and one who was confused, then horrified.\n\n``Wait! Britney! I know how you can not have to poop anymore and I can not be hungry anymore at the same time!''\n\n``No. Macie, don't do it. That's disgusting.''\n\n``But I'm hungryyyyyy!'' Macie whined and made sad puppie eyes. That was too much. Britney couldn't resist. And her gut gurgled, and she could feel something pressing hard against her butthole on the inside. This was it. It was going to come out.\n\n``Fine, but don't blame me if you throw up!'' The labrashep growled. She went to Macie's empty food bowl in the kitchen, dragged it out into the dining room, and squatted over it. Without even circling three times. She was that desperate.\n\nMacie watched in breathless, hungry anticipation as her sister squatted over the empty food bowl. She knew it was gross. She knew it was wrong. But she was so, so hungry, and she just had no self-control. Britney's nasty, puckered canine asshole quivered and bulged beneath her tail, then got wider, and wider, and wider... and wider. SPLLPLLPLRRCH! With a foul crackling a titanic turd slithered out of her ass, a labrashep log an inch and a half wide and over a foot long coiling in the bowl, followed by several more massive, soft turds.\n\n``Ohhhh.... thank you, Britney!''\n\n``Don't thank me yet, I'm not done!'' Britney gritted her teeth and pushed. SPLARRBLLTT! A crackling ribbon of yellowish filth came out of her butt like spray cheese, then a mass of thick, creamy, peanut butter like waste. She stood up, breathing heavily, leaving an enormous pile of putrid dogshit sitting there in the bowl. Her butthole had gotten messy because it was a very sticky dump, but Macie didn't tell her that. She sniffed, savoring the foul stench, her tail wagging. This was an especially gross load, but she'd never been a picky eater. She nuzzled the pile, licked, and then could contain her hunger no more and buried her muzzle in it, scarfing her sibling's scat. It tasted even worse than it smelled, even worse than deer poop, but it didn't matter. She was hungry, that was all that mattered. She would fill her stomach with anything, no matter how nasty.\n\nBritney gagged as she watched Macie eating her fresh, steaming poop. That was so gross, so naughty, so... So... She licked her lips. She too had labrador instincts. Her stomach growled. Ugh, she couldn't believe she was doing this. She was such a bad dog. But she was hungry. She had to eat. She fought the urge as long as she could, but she was drooling on the floor, and finally she gave in. ``Good thing I made enough to share,'' she gulped, and dug into the putrid pile, ravenously wolfing down her own waste.\n\n``Fuck...'' she gagged again, but the urge to defecate returned, stronger than over. ``Oh fuck, oh fuck, get out of the way!'' She squatted urgently, as her gut decided to just push out the next wave all on its own.\n\nMacie didn't get out of the way. She watched Britney's dirty asshole intently and licked her filthy lips as more mushy poop replenished the pile. Mmm... She dug in as soon as the seemingly last turd fell, but she didn't realize that Britney wasn't done. Plop! A soft, gooey log landed on her muzzle. Britney groaned, and elevated her rump a little, and horrible sloppy brown soft-serv just started flowing out, splutting down all over Macie's muzzle and even on her forehead. The dirty dalmador's heart pounded, and her stomach churned as she fought to hold in her own waste, at both ends. This was disgusting! This was the grossest thing she'd ever felt, ever tasted, ever done, but it was turning her on so much!\n\nBritney groaned, gurgled, and pooted a noisy burst of gas that splattered a wet, lumpy projectile onto Macie's muzzle. ``Fuck... I'm so sorry!''\n\n``It's okay, just let it all out!'' Macie said through a mouthful of mud. She choked down another gulp of dogshit. So filthy! So filthy! It was all over her face! Her head was getting buried in warm, gloppy excrement, but she wanted more! She sniffed Britney's butt, then caught the next creamy log in her mouth, and the next on her muzzle. She opened wide and licked her friend's soiled anus.\n\n``Hey! What the fuck!'' she barked, losing control of her bowels. A wet, greasy shit-serpent filled Macie's maw to the brim. Half of it squished out as she chewed, half went down her throat, and she kept slurping and smacking her lips, eagerly devouring rotten crap like soft-serv as it flowed out of Britney's butthole. ``You're so nasty. You'd better not lick me or our owner for a week.''\n\nBut Britney was getting incredibly turned on knowing her sister was naughty enough to eat her shit right out of her ass. She forced out a massive wave of mush that made a giant mountain in the bowl and nearly buried Macie's muzzle, then turned around to have her fill. ``Oh my God. You're covered in it!''\n\n``You're not much better!'' Macie said happily, and licked her face. Britney gagged, but dug into the pile anyway. Her stomach was so full and bloated, but she couldn't stop. She felt like she needed to fart. She let it out, but to her horror she heard wet plopping sounds, and felt something sticky running down her legs. Oh well. She squatted and let it out right on the floor, and kept eating. Then she felt a tongue against her anus again.\n\n``Macie! Damnit!''\n\n``You're missing the bowl! I have to help keep the floor clean,'' Macie giggled, spilling shit everywhere as she talked.\n\nSoon the crappy canines returned to sharing the bowl. But suddenly Macie, who had eaten the most, felt her stomach turn against her.\n\n``Urp!'' she heaved. ``No! I want it!'' She scooped up another mouthful of shit, but swallowing the rancid flavor was too much. ``Hurk!''\n\nBritney wisely moved out of the way, leaving the mostly empty bowl to its fate. Maicie drooled, belched, and then heaved up a torrent of muddy brown liquid, filling it. And Britney had a sympathetic stomach. If she saw or smelled another dog puking, she - ``BBBRRROOARRRRRRRAAACCCCKKKKKKK!''\n\nOops. All over Macie's head. ``Fuck! I feel sick! This was a bad - BLEEEURRRGGGHHHH! - Idea!''\n\nBut Macie just licked her face, and then opened her mouth. Ew. That was disgusting. The idea of throwing up in her sister's mouth, of her sister eating her vomit, which was really mostly her shit and Macie's own piss, was so disgusting that she immediately emptied her gut. Something mushy was coming out the other end. She lost her balance and sat down in what turned out to be quite a large pile of warm, squishy dogshit.\n\n``Oh god, your puke tastes like shit!'' Macie gagged.\n\n``That's because I've been eating it, you dumbass! This was your idea!''\n\n``And it's a good idea. I'm starving!'' To Britney's horror, Macie started lapping her own fecal vomit back up from the bowl, technically eating it for the third time. That was so disgusting. So filthy. So, so dirty. Dirty. Stinky.\n\nBritney could contain her dog instincts no longer. She started to roll in the malodorous muck she'd just sat in, smearing the pasty waste all over her back.\n\nMeanwhile, Macie had somehow re-drained the bowl. ``MMm. I think I - I think I can keep it down this time!'' she panted. But she felt her bowels start to give way. ``But I can't hold it in!'' It hurt resisting the overpowering urge to defecate now! She urgently squatted over the bowl, and - ow, it hurt coming out, too! The log was gigantic!\n\nBritney watched in astonishment as Macie's thick snake of shit coiled up in the bowl. She stood partway up, and the filth-rope draped itself over the edge. ``Wait, wait, Macie, don't walk and poop!'' she barked, being all too familiar wit her sister's bad habit, but it was too late. The dalmador shuffled forward, straining and pushing with all her might, leaving behind a firm, smooth log almost two inches across and over four feet long across the dining room. \n\n``Damnit, Macie! Now it's all over the floor, look! Our owner's gonna be so mad!''\n\n``Oops. Sorry, I can't help it sometimes.''\n\nBritney's stomach growled. She needed to fill it. Fill it with anything. Anything. ``You're such an idiot sometimes! Well, don't just stand there, help me clean it up!''\n\nThe two mutts started at either end of the serpentine turd, eating their way along it until they met in the middle. Just like Lady and the Tramp, except with warm dog feces instead of spaghetti. Which was probably more realistic. Britney knew way more dogs that ate shit than ate spaghetti. This tasted absolutely repugnant, but it was filling. So filling. It felt so dense and heavy sliding down her throat. Her belly was bloated, but she still wanted more, and so did Macie. Britney licked the shit-smeared floor and the puddle of puke, and the vomity bowl as well.\n\nBut there was still shit everywhere.\n\n``I don't think it - urp. Worked,'' Macie said sadly. ``What a mess.'' But then she perked up. ``Oh well. What's he gonna do, rub our noses in it?'' Her tail started to wag. She licked her lips. Her face was covered in shit. Rubbing her nose in her mess would accomplish nothing. And even if they were clean, Britney thought, it would hardly be a punishment.\n\nNo! What was she thinking! What was wrong with her? She wasn't a dirty dog, she was a good dog! A good dog... who had eaten her own poop until she was sick. And drank pee. And ate her sister's poop. And rolled in puke. And the way her puppy parts felt... oh, she was a bad dog. She was a very, very naughty dog.\n\nBut while she was rubbing herself with her paw, Macie's gut spasmed and clenched. Uh oh. This was going to be messy. She got up in a hurry and trotted to the bowl.\n\nIt wasn't a small bowl. It was a big one. In fact, it was so big that filling it all the way like their owner did was drastically overfeeding for dogs their size even if he didn't often forget he'd fed them and give them a second helping. But Macie's dump soon filled it above the brim with a gigantic mount of soft, steaming, stinky shit. And she was still going. Log after log and dollop after dollop of mushy fecal matter accumulated until the bowl was overflowing with her waste.\n\nFor two such grossly gifted canines as they, it was still not a particularly large load. Counting what she'd dumped on the floor before, more than Macie's average morning poop, but half of them were above average. Out of the two or three dozen dumps the dogs took in a typical week they usually produced several bowel movements of such immensity. And today, Macie had skipped her morning relief. So Britney doubted she was actually done.\n\nAnd she had to go again too. So that meant they had to make more room in the bowl. But the bitches' bowels had finally outdone their appetites. At first, Britney dug into the repugnant, steaming filth like she'd been starved for weeks, and Macie ate her own shit with equal vigor. But soon their stomachs could hold no more. Britney's clenched and cramped. She gagged, and, seeing that the bowl was still mounded over the top, tackled her sister.\n\n``What are you doing?'' she asked.\n\n``No time to explain - open your mouth!''\n\nMacie did as she was told, and her fetid breath tipped Britney over the edge. She heaved up a waterfall of poopy puppy puke that filled her mouth. The dalmador gulped down the smoothie-like dung, but the grotesque sight of her adoptive sibling swallowing sewage made her throw up even more.\n\nShe felt a little better. But then Macie pushed her to the floor, and Britney knew she couldn't refuse to drink after what she'd done. She opened wide, and choked down wave after wave of vomit.\n\nLots of it had gone on the floor, so they had a little more room in their stomachs. But even after it was gone, the bowl was still full.\n\nThe pair rolled in the puddles of puke, getting completely filthy. Macie was getting a little excited. She spanked the fouled floor, her tail wagging furiously. ``Hey Britney! Race you to the couch!''\n\nBritney felt a thrill as she thought of how much trouble they'd be in for getting shit on the furniture. She was about to run, but then her guts cramped. ``Fuck... I can't! Hold on, I have to poop!''\n\nThere was no room in the bowl, and no room in their stomachs, so she just squatted right there on the floor. But Macie smiled. ``Lift your butt up,'' she said sweetly. ``Chin down!''\n\n``What are you doing?'' Britney groaned as she raised her rump into a flawless Downward Dog. She got no answer, but knew anyway when she felt a messy muzzle snuffling and slurping at her rear.\n\n``Oh, Macie, that's gross!'' she tried not to laugh as her sister's cold nose tickled her vulva. ``I'm all messy!''\n\n``It's okay. You still taste good.''\n\nThe pups were of course no strangers to exploring each other's crotches as well as their own. Despite being spayed the mutts were sexual beings, and loved to help each other groom, and sit on one another's muzzles. ``Ohh... it feels good,'' Britney said. Oh God, she had to go. Her butthole spasmed and clenched. She gritted her teeth, trying to resist the urge which was only strengthened by Macie licking and sniffing her struggling sphincter. The pressure inside her was so strong, but it felt so good to delay the inevitable. ``Fuck, I can't hold it!'' The labrashep knew that it was pointless to try to avoid doing something so disgustingly filthy and cruel as having a bowel movement right into her own best friend and adoptive sister's mouth. She'd already done so, after all. But it turned her own so much to keep trying to be a good dog. Besides, Macie had just admitted she couldn't eat another bite. Even her absurd appetite had its limits. ``Please,'' she gasped, ``Stop licking! I'm going to - oh, shit!'' Against her will, she finally relaxed, and felt her sphincter stretch as another large turd crowned.\n\nMacie was stuffed. She couldn't eat another bite, surely. At Britney's warning, she had second thoughts for a moment. What was she doing with her life? She'd eaten shit. She'd stooped so low as literally devouring the filth from her sister's asshole because she had no self-control and would degrade herself in any way to satisfy her endless hunger. But now she was uncomfortably full. She felt bloated, and her stomach churned with nausea at the putrid stench and taste that was still in her mouth from licking Britney's butt. She didn't have to choke down any more of this disgusting substance.\n\nBut the dark truth of it was, she was really enjoying being a toilet. She was addicted to the foul taste, and the feeling of forcing hot excrement down her throat turned her on so much she didn't want to stop. She would have turned down a bowl of kibble or even a plate from the table, but the neverending buffet from the dogs' anuses was so intoxicating that she wanted to keep stuffing her muzzle with every last bit of it until they were all done. Not out of hunger, but out of horniness.\n\nSo the drooling dalmador opened wide as with a yucky crackling sound the contents of her friend's rectum began to slither into her eager maw. First a thick, creamy paste came out, then Macie found herself deepthroating an advancing log of heavy dog waste. ``Urk!'' she gurgled as her throat was clogged with rancid shit. She closed her mouth and made herself swallow, getting two more turds draped across her muzzle, then opened wide to be force-fed more fecal matter. She licked and licked and licked, smearing more and more shit across her tongue and Britney's rump as it oozed out. ``More,'' she begged. ``Feed me all of it!''\n\n``Ugh, you're so gross!'' complained Britney. ``How are you still eating?''\n\nIt was a good question. Macie's stomach felt like it would burst, and most of the lastest wave of dung was spilling onto the floor and not really going down her throat, but it felt like the bloating in her stomach didn't feel as bad. Lower down, it felt like she was going to explode, though. Her body must have been trying to make room.\n\nBut it couldn't make room fast enough. A gigantic turd of slimy mush suddenly splorted out of Britney's butt, filling Macie's mouth to the brim with the nastiest-tasting sewage yet, and while she was chewing, things gotten even worse. BLKBLBLRLPPP! With a truly indecent and swampy crackling sound, runny yellow slurry squirted out onto Macie's muzzle. ``Mmff!'' she protested. She wanted to tell her to stop, and try to hold it in long enough for her to swallow, but of course she couldn't speak for the same reason she needed such a pause: her mouth being full of sticky, cloying scat the consistency of peanut butter.\n\nSo Britney didn't stop. She groaned in discomfort as her stomach cramped, and Macie could only watch in both horror and arousal as a gigantic amount of mushy filth exploded noisily out of the gaping cavern of Britney's anus. Then she could watch no more, only savor the unsanitary experience, as the seething mass of hot muck buried her muzzle and forehead in a huge pile of mush.\n\nMacie was used to this, though. Not quite this, but their owner liked to train his dogs to wait with a biscuit balanced on their snouts. So instead of trying to shake it off, she sat there, still except for the furious wagging of her tail, smiling under the stinky mud mask. Plop, plop, plup! Some of it was dripping off in thick dollops.\n\n``Sorry,'' said Britney. ``I didn't know there was going to be so much, or that it would be so runny.''\n\nBritney waited for Macie to say something, but she just sat there. The mess looked and smelled so awful that she felt sorry for her, and licked some of it off.\n\n``Thanks,'' sighed Macie. She licked her own lips, and let the rest of the shit spill onto the floor, where she rolled in it. ``Ready to race me to the couch now?''\n\nSoon the couch and the living room rug were ruined by the playful pups mud wrestling on it with their shit-caked bodies. The pair worked up such a thirst with their raunchy romp that they both chugged huge amounts of water from the now-sewage-polluted bowl in the kitchen. Britney's stomach still felt bloated, but she hoped at least they were done pooping for now. What she didn't realize was that Macie was desperate again by now, nor what awful things she was planning to do with the brewing load.\n\nAt least, she didn't until Macie told her. ``Hey, Britney. I have to go again.''\n\n``Thanks for telling me. Can't you do it in the bowl?'' Britney, too, had lost her appetite.\n\n``It's full. It'll go all over the floor.''\n\n``So? Look at the floor! I'll...'' her stomach growled, and something moved inside her. ``Use the bowl, so I can eat it later, when I'm ready.''\n\n``Britney...'' Macie gazed soulfully into her eyes. Her face was completely brown with dogshit. She really did look irresistibly adorable when she was so messy. ``When you buried me, it was really hot. I think you should try it.''\n\n``Maybe in a bit,'' Britney said reluctantly. Oh, God, she wanted it. She wanted it all over her face. Fuck, why did Macie have to make the possibility sound so sexy? But she had an idea. ``I'm going to take a nap first. Just wait until I'm done.'' She found a nice spot on the shitty floor and lay down on her bloated belly. Oof. ``If you shit on me while I'm asleep, I'll shit down your throat until it comes out the other end like toothpaste.'' She couldn't help smiling as she closed her eyes. Of course a threat like that would only encourage Macie in the mood she was in, but it would entice her to hold it in until she was at the absolute limit and take the largest dump possible on her.\n\nSure enough, Macie was soon fidgeting and whimpering. Britney's bowels were clamoring for release as well, but she stubbornly kept holding on, and ignored her sister's pleas. She really was tired, though, and she was starting to drift off into dirty dreams of unloading at the dog park when...\n\nPBBLAAPPP! A devastatingly wet fart sounded from somewhere in the vicinity, followed by a yelp and several plopping sounds. ``Oh shit! Britney I'm sorry, it's coming out, I can't wait anymore!'' \n\nBritney opened her eyes just in time to see Macie taking a pooping position over her. Foul liquid was already running down her legs, and a dollop of mush burst from her bum and landed next to Britney's muzzle. The next one, hit dead center. Eww. The labrashep tensed, fighting the urge to flee at the prospect of becoming a toilet. Her heart pounded. She wanted it. She knew she wanted it.\n\nMacie gave a mournful howl of a dog having a truly uncontrollable potty accident, and the poor pup's butt exploded. Britney was expecting a mud mask, not a shower, but her friend's intestines had other ideas. A chunky wave of slop about the consistency of canned dog food burst noisily from her asshole, with atrociously wet blubbering and bubbling sounds due to the profuse gas also being voided at the same time. BBBLRLRP! SPPRTTHTPFFPPRRSSLLPPRLLURRRTT! ``Ohh - owwie!'' Macie moaned.\n\n``Damnit, Macie,'' Britney growled. ``I thought you were going to bury me, not drown me!''\n\n``I'm sorry,'' she whined. Her mudslide continued, a gravylike spurt of liquid shit splattering Britney's forehead. ``Do you want me to do it in the bowl after all?''\n\n``No...'' Britney couldn't deny how turned on she was. ``I think... I'm gonna... need that bowl soon!'' Her lower gut was tying in knots. Fuck, fuck, this was going to come out on its own soon. It was burning her asshole from the inside!\n\nBut the river of half-molten crap slowed, and Macie's dirty ass began dispensing soft-serve and wet logs of feces at unbelievable rate. And she wasn't walking and pooping this time. Britney was proud. And very shitty as well.\n\nHer gut cramped. It hurt! It hurt, and she couldn't hold it! She wanted to run for the bowl, but Macie was still going, and she really was getting buried now. She wouldn't interrupt this for anything. She tried to hold it, but it just started leaking and bubbling out, and finally she just gave in and let herself squirt, keeping her tail between her legs so it wouldn't go everywhere. She relaxed as the sloppy coils of dog waste coiled over her head, leaving only the tip of her nose sticking out.\n\nThen SPLATT! A powerful stream of liquid blasted her snout. Britney yelped and scrambled to her feet, sneezing and retching. ``Fuck! You got it up my nose!'' she spluttered.\n\n``Sorry.'' Macie submissively tucked her tail under, then grimaced in pain and diarrhead herself all over it. Britney winced in sympathy. There were puddles of liquid dog stool all over the dining room floor now.\n\nThe two afflicted animals exchanged a guilty look, then raced for the bowl as their tummies cramped again, squatting over it just in time and detonating ass in unison. It was a very bonding experience, uncontrollably spewing sewage together with their rumps pressed together. Their canine colons disgorged violent eruptions of gas and liquid, spraying the bowel with projectile poo so intensely that they splashed each other in the process.\n\n``I think... I think eating this much shit might have been a bad idea,'' Britney, still the more logical of the two, splashed away from the now-overflowing vessel, her hindquarters dripping. She heard a lapping sound, a retch, and then more retching. ``Oh my god, Macie, what did I just say?''\n\nMacie looked up, her muzzle dripping brown liquid. The contents of the bowl was basically turd soup, mushy lumps of waste swimming in gravylike anal broth. ``It's too late now, right? We've got the runs anyway, so let's just enjoy it!''\n\nOn the other hand, she had a good point. Britney joined her. She didn't feel full anymore. It was like everything was rushing through her system at once. Her stomach just wouldn't stop gurgling.\n\nBoth dogs definitely had severe diarrhea now. After relieving the pressure, at least for the moment, Macie lay down in the poo puddle. ``Ahh... man, I don't think we're getting a walk today.''\n\n``Worth it,'' said Britney. ``Oh fuck here comes some more!'' She tripped over the bowl as she raced for it, spilling its rotten contents everywhere, but despite it being empty she squatted over Macie and raised her tail. A stream of rancid liquid poured out of her onto Macie's side, like chocolate syrup on a cake. And the way the pair were shitting now it was like they really had eaten chocolate.\n\n``Eww,'' Macie said insincerely. Britney pushed harder, and her bottom sputtered like an empty ketchup bottle, painting her with Hershey Squirts, but a more violent shart striped the floor with slurry.\n\n``Whoops.''\n\n``Maybe you'd better do it in my mouth,'' suggested Macie. ``So it doesn't go everywhere.''\n\n``I'm sure you don't have any ulterior motives,'' Britney said sarcastically, but her intestines informed her that she was in no place to argue with another agonizing cramp. ``Goddamnit! It won't stop!''\n\nMacie rolled on her back in submission, her tail wagging and dragging through the filthy puddle as Britney's poopy posterior hovered over her. ``Wow... you know, your butt's really sexy from this ang - ULK!''\n\nPPLPPLURRBLBLRGLORK! Poorly digested kibble erupted noisily into her mouth, silencing her lewd comment. It was too wet to really chew, but she worked the muddy slop around with her tongue and took a big gulp of the gruesome goulash. SSPWINNSSTTTSSSHHHPLPLPLPLTTT! Britney's butthole opened up again, and jet of watery liquid shit sprayed the roof of Macie's waiting maw.\n\n``Mmmgllggglg!'' she gargled, blowing bubbles in the lake of warm sewage between her molars. ``Why did we even bother with the bowl?'' \n\n``I don't know,'' panted Britney. PPRRRAAARRRTTTT!\n\nShe was shitting like a faucet, like a hose! And a torrent of urine suddenly gushed from her pussy as well. That was okay, though, since labs were water dogs. Macie barked happily, and whaarbled under the twin streams. She let her mouth flood first with salty piss, then rotten diarrhea, gulping down all she could of what her friend's body gave her.\n\nBut she forgot the pressure building up in her own bloated belly, until it tied in knots with a painful cramp. It felt like gas. Probably just a fart. She pushed gently. Oops. No, not a fart. Oh, well.\n\n``Macie! Jesus Christ!'' Britney barked as an oily slick of runny dogshit spread across the floor, spraying right under the table. ``Me not making a mess doesn't do any good if you do that!''\n\n``What am I supposed to do?'' whined Macie.\n\n``Tuck your tail or something!''\n\n``Okay, I'll try...'' SPPOUWWCHH! SSHSSPPRSSSHHH!\n\n``Never mind! That makes it worse!'' Britney leaned foreward and sniffed at the fresh puddle, then licked. ``Mmm... maybe we'd better switch places,'' she said with definite ulterior motives.\n\nBut she soon regretted it. Not because it tasted bad, but because she was nearly drowning. Macie simply plopped her furry, feces-caked ass down on her face and let go with a seismic rumble. Molten droppings poured out of her ass like lava, filling poor Britney to the brim. Then, without warning, she too started peeing, a thunderous golden waterfall.\n\n``Oops!'' Macie giggled. ``I didn't even realize I had to pee again! Ahh... that feels good!''\n\nBritney pushed and sent a spurt of urine up into Macie's face in irritation. How could she not know? It was like a vast golden ocean had been undammed over her head. But that only caused Macie to start licking her crotch while she peed. Ohh... it really did feel so nice. ``Gglgldd ggglrrlrl...'' Britney gurgled as she tried to chug her sister's entire bladder, and bathed her in an endless drinking fountain of her own. Her hindquarters jerked and kicked. ``Wait, don't press down there, I'm gonna -''\n\nIt was too late. Britney shat all over her own tail. ``Don't worry, I know what I'm doing,'' Macie said, and started licking it up. More crackling creamy crap flowed from her own unsanitary anus, plopping down on Britney's forehead and covering her eyes.\n\nAs the pups' streams waned, Britney licked higher, and Macie lower. They were no strangers to pleasuring each other like this, but never in such an abominably filthy state. She hardly felt the agony of her bowels' constant cramping, only the joy of releasing them as her sphincter was stimulated by the tender touch of a caring tongue. She loved her so much, even if she was a gross dog and got her into trouble. Blinded beneath her mask of Macie Mud, Britney heard another rumble, a groan, and she felt soft-serv begin to pour out of her, mixed with noxious rivers of diarrhea. She never knew if the next mouthful of waste would be to eat or drink, and she couldn't do either fast enough. It got up her nose again, and she grunted and snorted, and in the moments she'd stopped eating, rancid masses of fecal matter had half buried her face. If she didn't keep eating, she'd be smothered, but she wouldn't dare to tell Macie to stop defecating on her. She slurped and smacked at her sphincter, ravenously devouring log after mushy, stinky, rancid log, and pushed out her own waste into her sister's waiting maw.\n\nThe bowl sat forgotten. The two dirty dogs no longer needed it.\n\nOnly Macie heard the door open. Britney's ears were too buried. With a yelp she sat bolt upright, and Britney scrambled up as well.\n\nThere was their owner. A bag of groceries fell from his arms as he stared aghast at the state of his house and his pets, and retched from the wall of stench that had assaulted him when he entered.\n\nThere was shit all over the couch, all over the rug, all over the dining room floor, and all over the bowl, revealing exactly what foul antics they'd been up to in his absence. The dog bed was drenched in piss. And the two dogs sat there looking contrite and guilty, both completely covered in excrement. Britney's mouth was still full. She nervously gulped down what was in it and licked her lips.\n\n``Hi, daddy! You forgot to let us out this morning, so... this happened!'' Macie forgot that people couldn't understand her speech. ``The good news is -'' she burped. ``You don't have to take those plastic bags on walks anymore!''\n\n``Maybe this was a bad idea,'' said Britney.\n\nBut the next day, when their owner let the two dogs out for their after-breakfast dump - and they'd skipped their morning dump again despite being desperate - Macie's stomach growled with a ravenous hunger as she was looking for a good place in the backyard to deposit her usual monstrous pile. She saw Britney find a spot and squat down, but she had a better idea. She bounded over and stuck her head right under the labrashep's ass.\n\n``What are you doing?'' Britney protested. ``Oh my God, Macie... you're embarrassing me!''\n\nBut their owner just threw up his hands in defeat. ``Dogs will be dogs,'' he said, and went back inside, leaving the pair to their fun.\n\nAnd who could blame them? Lab mixes were always hungry.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "2Dogs1Bowl

Lab mixes were always hungry, and Macie and Britney were no exception. The two dogs took every opportunity to scarf anything they could get their paws on. Their owner, sadly, wasn't very good at remembering if he'd fed them or not, and gave them massively oversized portions too. They were too cute to let them go hungry. Macie was part dalmatian. Her short coat was black on her back and most of her head, but her underside and muzzle was grey white flecked with dark spots, and her tail had a white tip. Britney was mostly German Shepherd. Her coat was black and tan, and her ears stuck up like a shepherd, but she had inherited the appetite of the lab side of her family.

``Man, I'm starving! I can't believe our owner didn't feed us before he left!'' Macie whined. She pawed at her empty food bowl.

``He did feed us! He fed us twice!'' Britney rolled her eyes. Macie was never satisfied. But this morning the dogs were stuffed. ``And you ate half of his breakfast too!''

``It's still not enough! I want a third breakfast!''

Britney groaned, and rolled over. She was so bloated, she couldn't get comfortable. ``What I can't believe is that he didn't let us out to go potty!'' she whimpered. The pair had massive bladders, so they could hold in their urine all night, but with two heaping bowls of both wet and dry food each, and all the water they'd drunk, Britney's bowels were clamoring to make room. She was hungry, but her bathroom needs were far more urgent.

``Ugh, I know!'' Macie agreed. ``I have to poop so badly! This has gotta be a three baggie load!''

``I think mine's a five...'' Britney groaned. Her gut made a yucky gurgling noise. Despite the pair's massive appetites, they remained rather slender mutts, but they had a dirty not-so-secret to their lack of weight gain. Their digestive tracts seemed to let most of it pass right on through, and as a result their dumps were colossal, not to mention utterly horrific smelling. They usually had three or four gigantic bowel movements every day, each one rivalling the weekly output of most Great Danes. They usually made it between when their owner left for work and when the dog walker - who got paid extra for dealing with their messes - came by, but today both their morning bathroom break and after breakfast bathroom break had been skipped. It was a weekend and he wouldn't be gone all day, but Britney, the more foresightful of the pups, knew that she couldn't make it.

Nevertheless, the two sat bravely in growing desperation, fighting the powerful urge to evacuate their bowels on the floor, perhaps even on the carpet. No, thought Britney, she couldn't have an accident. Only bad dogs had accidents. She wasn't a bad dog. Macie... Macie she wasn't so sure about.

Poor Macie's bladder twinged and spasmed. The desperate dalmador had drank too much, and she could take it no more. She felt her crotch become wet, and the bed under her. ``Oh no!'' she helped. ``Britney, I'm gonna pee myself! What am I gonna do?''

It was up to Britney, the quicker-thinking of the two dogs, to find a solution. A large water bowl, mostly empty. She led her adoptive sister to it.

``But that still has water in it! We'd better empty it first!'' Macie cried. The two immediately got to work, and with some vigorous lapping drained the bowl, but that only made their needs even more urgent. Nature had given up calling, and was now breaking Macie's door down with an axe! The Dalmador began to leak and dribble even before she squatted, and right before Britney's eyes a jet of deeply yellow urine gushed from her pussy and sprayed against the metal bowl with a loud hiss. It splashed and foamed, getting her crotch fur all wet with glistening droplets. Britney's stomach dropped and her fur stood on end. She took a deep whiff of the smell. She always like watching other dogs relieving themselves, especially when her own bladder was full. It made her feel even more desperate, but it gave her a thrill in a way she couldn't describe.

But it was a good thing she was watching so closely, because the two dogs had very, very big bladders.  Suddenly, even mesmerized by Macie's micturition, she realized with alarm that the level of the liquid was rising fast. That foaming yellow lake was already nearing the rim of the bowl, and Macie's stream showed no signs of stopping.

``Stop! It's going to overflow!'' she barked.

``I can't stop!'' whined Macie.

This was a disaster! The wood flooring would be ruined, and the puddle might spill over onto the carpet too! Britney was a clever dog, and she thought quickly. She realized there was only one thing she could do. It was very gross, but the idea gave her a thrill.

She would have to drink it, to keep the level of the liquid down and prevent a disastrous flood on the floor.

She shuddered at the prospect of tasting her friend's pee, but there was no time to hesitate. She lunged and started lapping at that lake of fresh lemonade, trying not to gag at the salty, musky taste. It was so warm going down her throat. Her knees felt weak, and her private parts tingled.

``Eww! Are you drinking it? That's so gross!'' Macie laughed. Britney's face burned with embarrassment, but she couldn't stop drinking to reply. She was barely keeping up with her sister's bladder. No, she was slowly losing. Her muzzle and whiskers were splashed as Macie's amber jet churned violently into the lake. No, her whole face was slowly becoming damp from her position, so close to her pouring privates. Macie's puckered anus bulged and clenched, and a horrible sulfurous dog fart leaked out of her, assaulting Britney's nose, but she kept choking down pee.

But her brave effort was in vain. Soon the bowl was overflowing. A puddle was spreading on the floor. And by accident Britney's tongue went right into the stream. Yucky, yucky, yucky!

``I think I can stop now!'' Macie said, but it took several tries. She turned to look at the mess. ``Oh god, there's so much!''

``Are you done yet?''

``No! I think I might be almost halfway! What should I do, what should I do!''

``Help me make more room in the bowl!'' barked Britney.

Macie wasn't a squeamish dog, so she started drinking without question. In fact... ``Mmm,'' she burbled as she messily lapped up her own piss. ``It's so warm. Is this why our owner likes his coffee hot?'' She smiled, looking at Britney across the bowl.

The two dogs drank yellow pee until they both felt sick, but the bowl was only two thirds empty, and it was very soon zero thirds empty when Macie started peeing in it again.

``I'm still not done yet,'' she sighed as she watched the bowl overflow. Britney took a few more halfhearted laps, and Macie joined her, but they couldn't choke any more down. The labrashep blew sorrowful bubbles in the gross liquid.

``Where should I pee now, where should I pee?'' Macie whined, pacing in circles. But her body made the decision for her. ``Never mind,'' she whimpered as urine cascaded down her legs, until she could squat and make her pottying a little less messy.

By the time she was done, there was a huge puddle on the floor, and her paws were in it so she left pee prints wherever she went. Britney's paws were wet too. And her bladder throbbed and spasmed. She clamped her tail down, but she felt little spurts start to leak out.

``Eeek!'' she yelped. ``Oh no, I can't hold it!'' The resourceful shepherd looked for a place to void her bladder. A wicker wastebasket wouldn't hold water. The couch would be ruined. She shuffled into the kitchen, leaving a wet trail. A full water bowl, an empty food bowl, but she was sure she'd overflow it! Her bladder was just as big as Macie's, and it must have been just as full.

She had no choice. She padded forlornly into her crate, and squatted down on her soft, fluffy dog bed. It would at least absorb some of the liquid. With a groan she released her aching bladder, and saturated the bed with a loud hiss. But soon a puddle was leaking out of the cage.

``Macie! Help!'' Britney splashed out of her crate. She was trying to hold back the flow as best she could, but urine was still dribbling down her damp hindquarters.

``Hmm?'' Macie skidded out of the bathroom, her muzzle dripping.

``What were you doing in there?'' Britney asked, instantly suspicious. ``Were you drinking out of the toilet? You know you're not supposed to do that!''

``No! I mean yes!'' She looked guilty. ``I'm sorry, I know, I'm just so thirsty!''

``Still?'' Britney had an idea. ``Does it have to be for water?''

A look of the utmost longing came over Macie's adorable speckled face, and her tail started to wag. ``Nope. Actually, I'd prefer it was... nice and salty.'' She looked at the saturated bed, and at Britney's crossed, dripping legs. ``Do you want me to help empty the bowl for you?''

``I can't make it that long!'' Britney felt horribly guilty. Was she really considering asking her to do this? It was so wrong to take advantage of her kind nature and apparently endless thirst like this. But she really didn't have any other choice. Well, she could try peeing on Macie's bed, but that was almost as inappropriate. Besides, it would probably soak through too. Then again, Macie was a sloppy drinker at the best of times. But maybe together... Britney whimpered, and another spurt escaped her quivering crotch. ``Eek! Can we just... skip the bowl part?''

Macie's eyes widened. ``You want to just pee right in my mouth? I dunno, Britney, that sounds extra gross...''

``How is it any different?'' Britney barked frantically. ``You just drank your own piss! I just drank your own piss! It was in your bladder, now it's in our stomachs!''

``Calm down, Brit, I was just kidding!'' Macie stuck out her tongue, and padded out of the room. She lay down on her bed and rolled on her back. ``Don't worry too much about aiming, I already leaked on it a little.''

Britney was too desperate to complain about the teasing. She scrabbled across the room and nearly tripped over her sister in her urgency. It wouldn't have mattered if she tried to aim: she sprayed everywhere as she tried to get in position, then squatted over Macie's open mouth and gratefully undammed the yellow lake. ``Thank you, Macie,'' she panted. ``Thank you!''

Macie must have tried to say something, but it just came out as a bubbling sound, and hot liquid splashed up against her crotch. There was a gulp, then the sound of a stream of fluid rapidly refilling a container. Britney looked down between her legs, and felt a pang of sympathy, but also such arousal that it was hard not to deepen her squat and rub her crotch against Macie's nose. It was a good thing the dalmador loved drinking from the garden hose, because Britney's stream was almost as strong! Macie swallowed gulp after gulp, but there was so much that it was spilling out of her mouth and getting her bed all wet. The air completely reeked of her morning pee, too! It made her feel so dominant, marking not only her roommate's bad but the dog herself while she subserviently rolled on her back and let herself be used as a urinal.

Marking... yes, marking was good. Britney raised her stance, and let her pee spray all over Macie's chest, and waggled her butt back and forth, making sure to get her all wet.

``Hey, what are you doing?''

``You said not to worry about aiming!'' Britney's tail was wagging too.

``Hee hee, I guess I did!'' giggled Macie. But she opened wide so invitingly that Britney couldn't resist filling her mouth again, this time lowering herself until her lips brushed Macie's, and her friend lapped eagerly at the golden waterfall, making Britney yip in pleasure and relief until her bladder was empty.

``Wow...'' Macie panted as Britney stepped away. ``I'm soaked!''

``So's your bed,'' said Britney. It looked like it had soaked through anyway. She looked around at the numerous puddles and pissy pawprints the pair had now left, and the mostly filled bowl. ``I don't think this made much of a difference...'' Britney was soggy from the waist down, and damp above the neck, too. Macie... well, there were a couple of dry spots on her coat, but she was pretty much soaked in urine, and she stank. ``Fuck, our owner's probably going to be angrier that we peed in the bowl than that we wet our beds.''

"He doesn't have to know we peed in the bowl if we empty it before he gets home.''

``It'll still stink. Even a human can smell it.'' Britney carefully shoved the bowl under the bookshelf. ``Remember, we tried to hold it, but we both peed our beds, and you tried to use the bowl so it wouldn't make a mess. But we never tried to drink it.''

``Agreed,'' nodded her canine coconspirator. They both forgot that they couldn't talk to humans anyway, and curled up in the sodden bed. But they had only taken care of one bodily need. The dogs' stomachs rumbled louder and more uncomfortable, and toxic fumes began to leak silently from them. The need to evacuate their bowels was only getting worse.

``I'm still so hungry,'' complained Macie.

``Shut up about how hungry you are, I'm going to shit myself any minute!'' grumbled Britney. But then, the two dogs exchanged a look. A look of two dogs who had an extremely gross idea. Or at least one dog who did and one who was confused, then horrified.

``Wait! Britney! I know how you can not have to poop anymore and I can not be hungry anymore at the same time!''

``No. Macie, don't do it. That's disgusting.''

``But I'm hungryyyyyy!'' Macie whined and made sad puppie eyes. That was too much. Britney couldn't resist. And her gut gurgled, and she could feel something pressing hard against her butthole on the inside. This was it. It was going to come out.

``Fine, but don't blame me if you throw up!'' The labrashep growled. She went to Macie's empty food bowl in the kitchen, dragged it out into the dining room, and squatted over it. Without even circling three times. She was that desperate.

Macie watched in breathless, hungry anticipation as her sister squatted over the empty food bowl. She knew it was gross. She knew it was wrong. But she was so, so hungry, and she just had no self-control. Britney's nasty, puckered canine asshole quivered and bulged beneath her tail, then got wider, and wider, and wider... and wider. SPLLPLLPLRRCH! With a foul crackling a titanic turd slithered out of her ass, a labrashep log an inch and a half wide and over a foot long coiling in the bowl, followed by several more massive, soft turds.

``Ohhhh.... thank you, Britney!''

``Don't thank me yet, I'm not done!'' Britney gritted her teeth and pushed. SPLARRBLLTT! A crackling ribbon of yellowish filth came out of her butt like spray cheese, then a mass of thick, creamy, peanut butter like waste. She stood up, breathing heavily, leaving an enormous pile of putrid dogshit sitting there in the bowl. Her butthole had gotten messy because it was a very sticky dump, but Macie didn't tell her that. She sniffed, savoring the foul stench, her tail wagging. This was an especially gross load, but she'd never been a picky eater. She nuzzled the pile, licked, and then could contain her hunger no more and buried her muzzle in it, scarfing her sibling's scat. It tasted even worse than it smelled, even worse than deer poop, but it didn't matter. She was hungry, that was all that mattered. She would fill her stomach with anything, no matter how nasty.

Britney gagged as she watched Macie eating her fresh, steaming poop. That was so gross, so naughty, so... So... She licked her lips. She too had labrador instincts. Her stomach growled. Ugh, she couldn't believe she was doing this. She was such a bad dog. But she was hungry. She had to eat. She fought the urge as long as she could, but she was drooling on the floor, and finally she gave in. ``Good thing I made enough to share,'' she gulped, and dug into the putrid pile, ravenously wolfing down her own waste.

``Fuck...'' she gagged again, but the urge to defecate returned, stronger than over. ``Oh fuck, oh fuck, get out of the way!'' She squatted urgently, as her gut decided to just push out the next wave all on its own.

Macie didn't get out of the way. She watched Britney's dirty asshole intently and licked her filthy lips as more mushy poop replenished the pile. Mmm... She dug in as soon as the seemingly last turd fell, but she didn't realize that Britney wasn't done. Plop! A soft, gooey log landed on her muzzle. Britney groaned, and elevated her rump a little, and horrible sloppy brown soft-serv just started flowing out, splutting down all over Macie's muzzle and even on her forehead. The dirty dalmador's heart pounded, and her stomach churned as she fought to hold in her own waste, at both ends. This was disgusting! This was the grossest thing she'd ever felt, ever tasted, ever done, but it was turning her on so much!

Britney groaned, gurgled, and pooted a noisy burst of gas that splattered a wet, lumpy projectile onto Macie's muzzle. ``Fuck... I'm so sorry!''

``It's okay, just let it all out!'' Macie said through a mouthful of mud. She choked down another gulp of dogshit. So filthy! So filthy! It was all over her face! Her head was getting buried in warm, gloppy excrement, but she wanted more! She sniffed Britney's butt, then caught the next creamy log in her mouth, and the next on her muzzle. She opened wide and licked her friend's soiled anus.

``Hey! What the fuck!'' she barked, losing control of her bowels. A wet, greasy shit-serpent filled Macie's maw to the brim. Half of it squished out as she chewed, half went down her throat, and she kept slurping and smacking her lips, eagerly devouring rotten crap like soft-serv as it flowed out of Britney's butthole. ``You're so nasty. You'd better not lick me or our owner for a week.''

But Britney was getting incredibly turned on knowing her sister was naughty enough to eat her shit right out of her ass. She forced out a massive wave of mush that made a giant mountain in the bowl and nearly buried Macie's muzzle, then turned around to have her fill. ``Oh my God. You're covered in it!''

``You're not much better!'' Macie said happily, and licked her face. Britney gagged, but dug into the pile anyway. Her stomach was so full and bloated, but she couldn't stop. She felt like she needed to fart. She let it out, but to her horror she heard wet plopping sounds, and felt something sticky running down her legs. Oh well. She squatted and let it out right on the floor, and kept eating. Then she felt a tongue against her anus again.

``Macie! Damnit!''

``You're missing the bowl! I have to help keep the floor clean,'' Macie giggled, spilling shit everywhere as she talked.

Soon the crappy canines returned to sharing the bowl. But suddenly Macie, who had eaten the most, felt her stomach turn against her.

``Urp!'' she heaved. ``No! I want it!'' She scooped up another mouthful of shit, but swallowing the rancid flavor was too much. ``Hurk!''

Britney wisely moved out of the way, leaving the mostly empty bowl to its fate. Maicie drooled, belched, and then heaved up a torrent of muddy brown liquid, filling it. And Britney had a sympathetic stomach. If she saw or smelled another dog puking, she - ``BBBRRROOARRRRRRRAAACCCCKKKKKKK!''

Oops. All over Macie's head. ``Fuck! I feel sick! This was a bad - BLEEEURRRGGGHHHH! - Idea!''

But Macie just licked her face, and then opened her mouth. Ew. That was disgusting. The idea of throwing up in her sister's mouth, of her sister eating her vomit, which was really mostly her shit and Macie's own piss, was so disgusting that she immediately emptied her gut. Something mushy was coming out the other end. She lost her balance and sat down in what turned out to be quite a large pile of warm, squishy dogshit.

``Oh god, your puke tastes like shit!'' Macie gagged.

``That's because I've been eating it, you dumbass! This was your idea!''

``And it's a good idea. I'm starving!'' To Britney's horror, Macie started lapping her own fecal vomit back up from the bowl, technically eating it for the third time. That was so disgusting. So filthy. So, so dirty. Dirty. Stinky.

Britney could contain her dog instincts no longer. She started to roll in the malodorous muck she'd just sat in, smearing the pasty waste all over her back.

Meanwhile, Macie had somehow re-drained the bowl. ``MMm. I think I - I think I can keep it down this time!'' she panted. But she felt her bowels start to give way. ``But I can't hold it in!'' It hurt resisting the overpowering urge to defecate now! She urgently squatted over the bowl, and - ow, it hurt coming out, too! The log was gigantic!

Britney watched in astonishment as Macie's thick snake of shit coiled up in the bowl. She stood partway up, and the filth-rope draped itself over the edge. ``Wait, wait, Macie, don't walk and poop!'' she barked, being all too familiar wit her sister's bad habit, but it was too late. The dalmador shuffled forward, straining and pushing with all her might, leaving behind a firm, smooth log almost two inches across and over four feet long across the dining room.

``Damnit, Macie! Now it's all over the floor, look! Our owner's gonna be so mad!''

``Oops. Sorry, I can't help it sometimes.''

Britney's stomach growled. She needed to fill it. Fill it with anything. Anything. ``You're such an idiot sometimes! Well, don't just stand there, help me clean it up!''

The two mutts started at either end of the serpentine turd, eating their way along it until they met in the middle. Just like Lady and the Tramp, except with warm dog feces instead of spaghetti. Which was probably more realistic. Britney knew way more dogs that ate shit than ate spaghetti. This tasted absolutely repugnant, but it was filling. So filling. It felt so dense and heavy sliding down her throat. Her belly was bloated, but she still wanted more, and so did Macie. Britney licked the shit-smeared floor and the puddle of puke, and the vomity bowl as well.

But there was still shit everywhere.

``I don't think it - urp. Worked,'' Macie said sadly. ``What a mess.'' But then she perked up. ``Oh well. What's he gonna do, rub our noses in it?'' Her tail started to wag. She licked her lips. Her face was covered in shit. Rubbing her nose in her mess would accomplish nothing. And even if they were clean, Britney thought, it would hardly be a punishment.

No! What was she thinking! What was wrong with her? She wasn't a dirty dog, she was a good dog! A good dog... who had eaten her own poop until she was sick. And drank pee. And ate her sister's poop. And rolled in puke. And the way her puppy parts felt... oh, she was a bad dog. She was a very, very naughty dog.

But while she was rubbing herself with her paw, Macie's gut spasmed and clenched. Uh oh. This was going to be messy. She got up in a hurry and trotted to the bowl.

It wasn't a small bowl. It was a big one. In fact, it was so big that filling it all the way like their owner did was drastically overfeeding for dogs their size even if he didn't often forget he'd fed them and give them a second helping. But Macie's dump soon filled it above the brim with a gigantic mount of soft, steaming, stinky shit. And she was still going. Log after log and dollop after dollop of mushy fecal matter accumulated until the bowl was overflowing with her waste.

For two such grossly gifted canines as they, it was still not a particularly large load. Counting what she'd dumped on the floor before, more than Macie's average morning poop, but half of them were above average. Out of the two or three dozen dumps the dogs took in a typical week they usually produced several bowel movements of such immensity. And today, Macie had skipped her morning relief. So Britney doubted she was actually done.

And she had to go again too. So that meant they had to make more room in the bowl. But the bitches' bowels had finally outdone their appetites. At first, Britney dug into the repugnant, steaming filth like she'd been starved for weeks, and Macie ate her own shit with equal vigor. But soon their stomachs could hold no more. Britney's clenched and cramped. She gagged, and, seeing that the bowl was still mounded over the top, tackled her sister.

``What are you doing?'' she asked.

``No time to explain - open your mouth!''

Macie did as she was told, and her fetid breath tipped Britney over the edge. She heaved up a waterfall of poopy puppy puke that filled her mouth. The dalmador gulped down the smoothie-like dung, but the grotesque sight of her adoptive sibling swallowing sewage made her throw up even more.

She felt a little better. But then Macie pushed her to the floor, and Britney knew she couldn't refuse to drink after what she'd done. She opened wide, and choked down wave after wave of vomit.

Lots of it had gone on the floor, so they had a little more room in their stomachs. But even after it was gone, the bowl was still full.

The pair rolled in the puddles of puke, getting completely filthy. Macie was getting a little excited. She spanked the fouled floor, her tail wagging furiously. ``Hey Britney! Race you to the couch!''

Britney felt a thrill as she thought of how much trouble they'd be in for getting shit on the furniture. She was about to run, but then her guts cramped. ``Fuck... I can't! Hold on, I have to poop!''

There was no room in the bowl, and no room in their stomachs, so she just squatted right there on the floor. But Macie smiled. ``Lift your butt up,'' she said sweetly. ``Chin down!''

``What are you doing?'' Britney groaned as she raised her rump into a flawless Downward Dog. She got no answer, but knew anyway when she felt a messy muzzle snuffling and slurping at her rear.

``Oh, Macie, that's gross!'' she tried not to laugh as her sister's cold nose tickled her vulva. ``I'm all messy!''

``It's okay. You still taste good.''

The pups were of course no strangers to exploring each other's crotches as well as their own. Despite being spayed the mutts were sexual beings, and loved to help each other groom, and sit on one another's muzzles. ``Ohh... it feels good,'' Britney said. Oh God, she had to go. Her butthole spasmed and clenched. She gritted her teeth, trying to resist the urge which was only strengthened by Macie licking and sniffing her struggling sphincter. The pressure inside her was so strong, but it felt so good to delay the inevitable. ``Fuck, I can't hold it!'' The labrashep knew that it was pointless to try to avoid doing something so disgustingly filthy and cruel as having a bowel movement right into her own best friend and adoptive sister's mouth. She'd already done so, after all. But it turned her own so much to keep trying to be a good dog. Besides, Macie had just admitted she couldn't eat another bite. Even her absurd appetite had its limits. ``Please,'' she gasped, ``Stop licking! I'm going to - oh, shit!'' Against her will, she finally relaxed, and felt her sphincter stretch as another large turd crowned.

Macie was stuffed. She couldn't eat another bite, surely. At Britney's warning, she had second thoughts for a moment. What was she doing with her life? She'd eaten shit. She'd stooped so low as literally devouring the filth from her sister's asshole because she had no self-control and would degrade herself in any way to satisfy her endless hunger. But now she was uncomfortably full. She felt bloated, and her stomach churned with nausea at the putrid stench and taste that was still in her mouth from licking Britney's butt. She didn't have to choke down any more of this disgusting substance.

But the dark truth of it was, she was really enjoying being a toilet. She was addicted to the foul taste, and the feeling of forcing hot excrement down her throat turned her on so much she didn't want to stop. She would have turned down a bowl of kibble or even a plate from the table, but the neverending buffet from the dogs' anuses was so intoxicating that she wanted to keep stuffing her muzzle with every last bit of it until they were all done. Not out of hunger, but out of horniness.

So the drooling dalmador opened wide as with a yucky crackling sound the contents of her friend's rectum began to slither into her eager maw. First a thick, creamy paste came out, then Macie found herself deepthroating an advancing log of heavy dog waste. ``Urk!'' she gurgled as her throat was clogged with rancid shit. She closed her mouth and made herself swallow, getting two more turds draped across her muzzle, then opened wide to be force-fed more fecal matter. She licked and licked and licked, smearing more and more shit across her tongue and Britney's rump as it oozed out. ``More,'' she begged. ``Feed me all of it!''

``Ugh, you're so gross!'' complained Britney. ``How are you still eating?''

It was a good question. Macie's stomach felt like it would burst, and most of the lastest wave of dung was spilling onto the floor and not really going down her throat, but it felt like the bloating in her stomach didn't feel as bad. Lower down, it felt like she was going to explode, though. Her body must have been trying to make room.

But it couldn't make room fast enough. A gigantic turd of slimy mush suddenly splorted out of Britney's butt, filling Macie's mouth to the brim with the nastiest-tasting sewage yet, and while she was chewing, things gotten even worse. BLKBLBLRLPPP! With a truly indecent and swampy crackling sound, runny yellow slurry squirted out onto Macie's muzzle. ``Mmff!'' she protested. She wanted to tell her to stop, and try to hold it in long enough for her to swallow, but of course she couldn't speak for the same reason she needed such a pause: her mouth being full of sticky, cloying scat the consistency of peanut butter.

So Britney didn't stop. She groaned in discomfort as her stomach cramped, and Macie could only watch in both horror and arousal as a gigantic amount of mushy filth exploded noisily out of the gaping cavern of Britney's anus. Then she could watch no more, only savor the unsanitary experience, as the seething mass of hot muck buried her muzzle and forehead in a huge pile of mush.

Macie was used to this, though. Not quite this, but their owner liked to train his dogs to wait with a biscuit balanced on their snouts. So instead of trying to shake it off, she sat there, still except for the furious wagging of her tail, smiling under the stinky mud mask. Plop, plop, plup! Some of it was dripping off in thick dollops.

``Sorry,'' said Britney. ``I didn't know there was going to be so much, or that it would be so runny.''

Britney waited for Macie to say something, but she just sat there. The mess looked and smelled so awful that she felt sorry for her, and licked some of it off.

``Thanks,'' sighed Macie. She licked her own lips, and let the rest of the shit spill onto the floor, where she rolled in it. ``Ready to race me to the couch now?''

Soon the couch and the living room rug were ruined by the playful pups mud wrestling on it with their shit-caked bodies. The pair worked up such a thirst with their raunchy romp that they both chugged huge amounts of water from the now-sewage-polluted bowl in the kitchen. Britney's stomach still felt bloated, but she hoped at least they were done pooping for now. What she didn't realize was that Macie was desperate again by now, nor what awful things she was planning to do with the brewing load.

At least, she didn't until Macie told her. ``Hey, Britney. I have to go again.''

``Thanks for telling me. Can't you do it in the bowl?'' Britney, too, had lost her appetite.

``It's full. It'll go all over the floor.''

``So? Look at the floor! I'll...'' her stomach growled, and something moved inside her. ``Use the bowl, so I can eat it later, when I'm ready.''

``Britney...'' Macie gazed soulfully into her eyes. Her face was completely brown with dogshit. She really did look irresistibly adorable when she was so messy. ``When you buried me, it was really hot. I think you should try it.''

``Maybe in a bit,'' Britney said reluctantly. Oh, God, she wanted it. She wanted it all over her face. Fuck, why did Macie have to make the possibility sound so sexy? But she had an idea. ``I'm going to take a nap first. Just wait until I'm done.'' She found a nice spot on the shitty floor and lay down on her bloated belly. Oof. ``If you shit on me while I'm asleep, I'll shit down your throat until it comes out the other end like toothpaste.'' She couldn't help smiling as she closed her eyes. Of course a threat like that would only encourage Macie in the mood she was in, but it would entice her to hold it in until she was at the absolute limit and take the largest dump possible on her.

Sure enough, Macie was soon fidgeting and whimpering. Britney's bowels were clamoring for release as well, but she stubbornly kept holding on, and ignored her sister's pleas. She really was tired, though, and she was starting to drift off into dirty dreams of unloading at the dog park when...

PBBLAAPPP! A devastatingly wet fart sounded from somewhere in the vicinity, followed by a yelp and several plopping sounds. ``Oh shit! Britney I'm sorry, it's coming out, I can't wait anymore!''

Britney opened her eyes just in time to see Macie taking a pooping position over her. Foul liquid was already running down her legs, and a dollop of mush burst from her bum and landed next to Britney's muzzle. The next one, hit dead center. Eww. The labrashep tensed, fighting the urge to flee at the prospect of becoming a toilet. Her heart pounded. She wanted it. She knew she wanted it.

Macie gave a mournful howl of a dog having a truly uncontrollable potty accident, and the poor pup's butt exploded. Britney was expecting a mud mask, not a shower, but her friend's intestines had other ideas. A chunky wave of slop about the consistency of canned dog food burst noisily from her asshole, with atrociously wet blubbering and bubbling sounds due to the profuse gas also being voided at the same time. BBBLRLRP! SPPRTTHTPFFPPRRSSLLPPRLLURRRTT! ``Ohh - owwie!'' Macie moaned.

``Damnit, Macie,'' Britney growled. ``I thought you were going to bury me, not drown me!''

``I'm sorry,'' she whined. Her mudslide continued, a gravylike spurt of liquid shit splattering Britney's forehead. ``Do you want me to do it in the bowl after all?''

``No...'' Britney couldn't deny how turned on she was. ``I think... I'm gonna... need that bowl soon!'' Her lower gut was tying in knots. Fuck, fuck, this was going to come out on its own soon. It was burning her asshole from the inside!

But the river of half-molten crap slowed, and Macie's dirty ass began dispensing soft-serve and wet logs of feces at unbelievable rate. And she wasn't walking and pooping this time. Britney was proud. And very shitty as well.

Her gut cramped. It hurt! It hurt, and she couldn't hold it! She wanted to run for the bowl, but Macie was still going, and she really was getting buried now. She wouldn't interrupt this for anything. She tried to hold it, but it just started leaking and bubbling out, and finally she just gave in and let herself squirt, keeping her tail between her legs so it wouldn't go everywhere. She relaxed as the sloppy coils of dog waste coiled over her head, leaving only the tip of her nose sticking out.

Then SPLATT! A powerful stream of liquid blasted her snout. Britney yelped and scrambled to her feet, sneezing and retching. ``Fuck! You got it up my nose!'' she spluttered.

``Sorry.'' Macie submissively tucked her tail under, then grimaced in pain and diarrhead herself all over it. Britney winced in sympathy. There were puddles of liquid dog stool all over the dining room floor now.

The two afflicted animals exchanged a guilty look, then raced for the bowl as their tummies cramped again, squatting over it just in time and detonating ass in unison. It was a very bonding experience, uncontrollably spewing sewage together with their rumps pressed together. Their canine colons disgorged violent eruptions of gas and liquid, spraying the bowel with projectile poo so intensely that they splashed each other in the process.

``I think... I think eating this much shit might have been a bad idea,'' Britney, still the more logical of the two, splashed away from the now-overflowing vessel, her hindquarters dripping. She heard a lapping sound, a retch, and then more retching. ``Oh my god, Macie, what did I just say?''

Macie looked up, her muzzle dripping brown liquid. The contents of the bowl was basically turd soup, mushy lumps of waste swimming in gravylike anal broth. ``It's too late now, right? We've got the runs anyway, so let's just enjoy it!''

On the other hand, she had a good point. Britney joined her. She didn't feel full anymore. It was like everything was rushing through her system at once. Her stomach just wouldn't stop gurgling.

Both dogs definitely had severe diarrhea now. After relieving the pressure, at least for the moment, Macie lay down in the poo puddle. ``Ahh... man, I don't think we're getting a walk today.''

``Worth it,'' said Britney. ``Oh fuck here comes some more!'' She tripped over the bowl as she raced for it, spilling its rotten contents everywhere, but despite it being empty she squatted over Macie and raised her tail. A stream of rancid liquid poured out of her onto Macie's side, like chocolate syrup on a cake. And the way the pair were shitting now it was like they really had eaten chocolate.

``Eww,'' Macie said insincerely. Britney pushed harder, and her bottom sputtered like an empty ketchup bottle, painting her with Hershey Squirts, but a more violent shart striped the floor with slurry.

``Whoops.''

``Maybe you'd better do it in my mouth,'' suggested Macie. ``So it doesn't go everywhere.''

``I'm sure you don't have any ulterior motives,'' Britney said sarcastically, but her intestines informed her that she was in no place to argue with another agonizing cramp. ``Goddamnit! It won't stop!''

Macie rolled on her back in submission, her tail wagging and dragging through the filthy puddle as Britney's poopy posterior hovered over her. ``Wow... you know, your butt's really sexy from this ang - ULK!''

PPLPPLURRBLBLRGLORK! Poorly digested kibble erupted noisily into her mouth, silencing her lewd comment. It was too wet to really chew, but she worked the muddy slop around with her tongue and took a big gulp of the gruesome goulash. SSPWINNSSTTTSSSHHHPLPLPLPLTTT! Britney's butthole opened up again, and jet of watery liquid shit sprayed the roof of Macie's waiting maw.

``Mmmgllggglg!'' she gargled, blowing bubbles in the lake of warm sewage between her molars. ``Why did we even bother with the bowl?''

``I don't know,'' panted Britney. PPRRRAAARRRTTTT!

She was shitting like a faucet, like a hose! And a torrent of urine suddenly gushed from her pussy as well. That was okay, though, since labs were water dogs. Macie barked happily, and whaarbled under the twin streams. She let her mouth flood first with salty piss, then rotten diarrhea, gulping down all she could of what her friend's body gave her.

But she forgot the pressure building up in her own bloated belly, until it tied in knots with a painful cramp. It felt like gas. Probably just a fart. She pushed gently. Oops. No, not a fart. Oh, well.

``Macie! Jesus Christ!'' Britney barked as an oily slick of runny dogshit spread across the floor, spraying right under the table. ``Me not making a mess doesn't do any good if you do that!''

``What am I supposed to do?'' whined Macie.

``Tuck your tail or something!''

``Okay, I'll try...'' SPPOUWWCHH! SSHSSPPRSSSHHH!

``Never mind! That makes it worse!'' Britney leaned foreward and sniffed at the fresh puddle, then licked. ``Mmm... maybe we'd better switch places,'' she said with definite ulterior motives.

But she soon regretted it. Not because it tasted bad, but because she was nearly drowning. Macie simply plopped her furry, feces-caked ass down on her face and let go with a seismic rumble. Molten droppings poured out of her ass like lava, filling poor Britney to the brim. Then, without warning, she too started peeing, a thunderous golden waterfall.

``Oops!'' Macie giggled. ``I didn't even realize I had to pee again! Ahh... that feels good!''

Britney pushed and sent a spurt of urine up into Macie's face in irritation. How could she not know? It was like a vast golden ocean had been undammed over her head. But that only caused Macie to start licking her crotch while she peed. Ohh... it really did feel so nice. ``Gglgldd ggglrrlrl...'' Britney gurgled as she tried to chug her sister's entire bladder, and bathed her in an endless drinking fountain of her own. Her hindquarters jerked and kicked. ``Wait, don't press down there, I'm gonna -''

It was too late. Britney shat all over her own tail. ``Don't worry, I know what I'm doing,'' Macie said, and started licking it up. More crackling creamy crap flowed from her own unsanitary anus, plopping down on Britney's forehead and covering her eyes.

As the pups' streams waned, Britney licked higher, and Macie lower. They were no strangers to pleasuring each other like this, but never in such an abominably filthy state. She hardly felt the agony of her bowels' constant cramping, only the joy of releasing them as her sphincter was stimulated by the tender touch of a caring tongue. She loved her so much, even if she was a gross dog and got her into trouble. Blinded beneath her mask of Macie Mud, Britney heard another rumble, a groan, and she felt soft-serv begin to pour out of her, mixed with noxious rivers of diarrhea. She never knew if the next mouthful of waste would be to eat or drink, and she couldn't do either fast enough. It got up her nose again, and she grunted and snorted, and in the moments she'd stopped eating, rancid masses of fecal matter had half buried her face. If she didn't keep eating, she'd be smothered, but she wouldn't dare to tell Macie to stop defecating on her. She slurped and smacked at her sphincter, ravenously devouring log after mushy, stinky, rancid log, and pushed out her own waste into her sister's waiting maw.

The bowl sat forgotten. The two dirty dogs no longer needed it.

Only Macie heard the door open. Britney's ears were too buried. With a yelp she sat bolt upright, and Britney scrambled up as well.

There was their owner. A bag of groceries fell from his arms as he stared aghast at the state of his house and his pets, and retched from the wall of stench that had assaulted him when he entered.

There was shit all over the couch, all over the rug, all over the dining room floor, and all over the bowl, revealing exactly what foul antics they'd been up to in his absence. The dog bed was drenched in piss. And the two dogs sat there looking contrite and guilty, both completely covered in excrement. Britney's mouth was still full. She nervously gulped down what was in it and licked her lips.

``Hi, daddy! You forgot to let us out this morning, so... this happened!'' Macie forgot that people couldn't understand her speech. ``The good news is -'' she burped. ``You don't have to take those plastic bags on walks anymore!''

``Maybe this was a bad idea,'' said Britney.

But the next day, when their owner let the two dogs out for their after-breakfast dump - and they'd skipped their morning dump again despite being desperate - Macie's stomach growled with a ravenous hunger as she was looking for a good place in the backyard to deposit her usual monstrous pile. She saw Britney find a spot and squat down, but she had a better idea. She bounded over and stuck her head right under the labrashep's ass.

``What are you doing?'' Britney protested. ``Oh my God, Macie... you're embarrassing me!''

But their owner just threw up his hands in defeat. ``Dogs will be dogs,'' he said, and went back inside, leaving the pair to their fun.

And who could blame them? Lab mixes were always hungry.

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