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This story has a lot of scat, diapers, chocolate, sex, watersports and other kinks in it, if its not your cup of tea. Then really why are you reading this story?", "writing": "Disclaimer: This story contains heavy scat, watersports, and various other \nextreme bathroom room fetishes. If you dont want to read about that kind of kink \nplease click on something else. If you have an opinion about how disgusting, \ngross or filthy it is. Kindly fuck off. I don't care. Im not here to please you \nor anyone else. These stories are for ME, for MY pleasure. Are you me? No. Then \ndon't expect this to be curtailed to you.\n\nOn another note, constructive criticism is appreciated. If its too short, or not \nas well described or full of errors; then please add a comment! I can't get \nbetter if no one tells me Im wrong. On with the story.\n\n~Some Time Later~\n-A continuation in our Animal Crossing World.\n\n\"Ugh, why does morning have to come so soon?\" Isabelle remarked to herself as \nshe was getting dressed for work. Today it was thigh high white stockings. \nRibbons and bows were adorned where the stockings met her inner thighs. She \nwould be going commando today. All of her regular panties, thongs, and g-strings \nwere heavy soiled, and she was out of disposable diapers. Her Victorian style \nskirt didn't even reach mid labia. It was so short that she didn't even have to \nbend over and her parts were visible. For her part the top she was wearing was \nmostly modest. It at least covered her ample breasts but she never wore a bra \nany more (unless she fancied a corseted top). She finished getting dressed, \ngrabbed her keys, took off for Town Hall; fingering herself on the way. Shame \nhad long since vanished from her life ever since she started spending all of her \ntime with her boss. The Mayor.\n\n***\n\n\"Fuck fuck fuck. Every day this damn alarm clock goes off late. I swear one of \nthese days I'll get Tom Nook for selling me such a piece of shit.\" Cursing and \nthrowing a fit Icarus awoke in a foul mood. It would set the tone for the day at \nthe office. As mayor he had a rigid schedule to keep to but his recent rut had \nmade him neglect a lot of his town duties. Icarus would discuss those \nresponsibilities with Isabelle when he arrived. He dreaded going in and being \nresponsible. When he first signed up to be Mayor he thought it would be fun and \ngames all day every day but he quickly learned that the townsfolk actually \nneeded their hand held for every damn thing in town.\n\nNot that he hadn't accomplished anything. He did have three bridges built, a \ncamp site, Tom Nook was no longer in a shitty little shop. He was now in a two \nstory shop with his nephews taking care of everything upstairs. But that was all \nmonths ago. His recent achievements mainly amounted to not getting Isabelle \npregnant and keeping his facial fur groomed.\n\nGrudgingly he packed a lunch and left for work. On the way there he picked up a \ndistinctive scent.\n\n***\n\nIsabelle greeted him at the door by sliding a wet paw under his nose. She made \nsure he got a good whiff of her scent today. She was dangerously close to her \nheat and wanted him all day long. She would tease him only a little for now. SHe \nneeded him to have a clear head for the days activities. He had let the town \nfall to a ghastly state.\n\n\"Sir, we need to address the current ... state of the town. Its, well its shit.\"\n\"Isabelle Im aware of how the town is. I don't have time to go picking weeds.\"\n\"Then its time for some outside help. I've taken the liberty of drafting a \npayment for some much needed yard work. Weeds will be removed and flowers will \nbe planted and watered. It will cost 25,000 bells. Currently the town is sitting \non a nest egg of 374,000 bells.\"\n\"Thanks for the report Isabelle, I authorize the maintenance. And while you're \nat it put in for a new pond. Closer to the train station.\"\n\"Yes master.\"\n\n***\n\nAfter several hours of going back and forth on various issues, making sure the \nresidents got their fountain while the town remains solvent, Icarus was getting \nrestless and Isabelle was growing inpatient for cock. Her loins were starting to \nburn hotter.\n\n\"Are we good for today then?\"\n\"Some of the residents have some requests but those can wait until after lunch.\"\n\"Good, its time we had a little fun today. Lock the door.\"\n\"Yes master.\"\n\nAs Isabelle went to lock the door, Icarus was already lowering his pants. He \nalso forwent underwear today. Deciding instead to wear a diaper. It was crisp \nand clean at home. But now it was sagging heavily. Having been soiled twice \nalready today, Icarus was in the process of filling it even further. Adding some \nmuch needed liquid gold to it. The front of the diaper changed from a plain \nwhite to a soft yellow. The wetness helping turn the solid waste to a mush. \nIsabelle didn't know it yet but he was flavouring her lunch.\n\n\"Isabelle please fetch our lunches out of the fridge.\" He made sure to over \nemphasize the word lunches. He had no intent of letting her eat the lunch she \nbrought. It would be thrown for the feral creatures outside. No her lunch would \nbe strapped to her face and forced down her throat.\n\nAs Isabelle approached the table they usually ate their lunches off of something \nwas a bit off with Icarus. She could tell her had a wicked idea as soon as she \nnoticed he was wearing a very used diaper. \"Sir? What are you doing?\"\n\nIcarus had a shit eating grin on his face as he waited for Isabelle to look at \nhim before he started undoing his diaper. He laid it out on the table. Sauntered \nover behind Isabelle and grabbed her lunch bag. \"You wont be needing this \ntoday.\" With his words he threw her lunch away. He went back behind Isabelle and \nbegan massaging her neck with one hand while pulling the diaper closer to her \nwith the other. \"I brought you a home made lunch today. It would be rude of you \nto eat something else.\"\n\nWith the diaper close enough to reach from behind Isabelle, Icarus made his \nmove. He reached down with both hands and grabbed the diaper, and deftly, as if \nwith practice, he had it secured to her face. Wrapped around her head. Only her \neyes were visible over it.\n\n\"You're going to eat this while you straddle my face love. I'll let you pick \nwhich hole of yours you want serviced. But Im hungry too. It would be rude for \nyou to eat alone.\"\n\nWith that Icarus assumed his position on the ground. Mouth open, ready for his \nbitch to queen him. But she wasn't having it. With her foul lunch strapped to \nher face she would not give him the same pleasure. She did however manage to \nthink ahead today. While she was getting their lunch bags she shoved some treats \nup her snatch. Instead of sitting on his face, while facing his crotch, today \nshe situated her vagina right on his open maw while looking down at his face. \nShe would watch him enjoy her delectable goodness.\n\n\"Mmmmm\" Was all that could be heard below Isabelle as Icarus discovered the \nfirst of several chocolate eggs she had inserted. The first was a chocolate \npeanut butter filled egg. The outer shell had cracked and molten peanut butter \nwas dripping out. It was mixed with her juices to provide a rich flavor. A bit \nof copper with her being so close to her heat. Just enough to add to the \nexcitement. As the egg burst on his tongue dripping goopy brown muck into his \nmuzzle the only sounds that could be heard were slurping swallowing and guzzling.\n\nBack on Isabelle's face a sordid diaper filled with a mornings rumblings of muck \nand filth sloshed against her as she moved. She had long since enjoyed the taste \nof her masters Waste. Almost preferring it over the lunch she packed. Today \nthough she really wanted some cock in her cunt. She needed to have Icarus inside \nher but she wanted an especially sweet lube. The peanut butter egg was only the \nfirst one. She still had a Cadbury Crème and a Caramel egg. As Icarus slurped \naway at her inner folds, lapping at every little crevice and cranny, she would \noccasionally pulsate her privates to move the contents along.\n\nIn the diaper her own tongue worked at pulling the shit and piss mixture of \nfilth into her mouth so she could savour it before swallowing. What should have \nbeen a relatively solid meal was now a more liquid mush. Icarus had pissed so \nmuch into the diaper its ability to absorb liquids was used up entirely. \nIsabelle didn't care it was delicious. She loved eating her masters poop. She \ncould it every day. And more often then not she did get a heaping helping of it. \nThough that may have to do with the fact that he was so enamoured with her own \nshit. They were practically just passing the same filth back and forth.\n\nDown below Isabelle Icarus was dutifully devouring the sweet dessert's she had \nhidden in her folds. Delicious chocolate and rich peanut butter. But once he had \nthoroughly enjoyed the treat he felt something else pushing against his tongue. \nIt was of course another egg. Already melting to a gooey mess, the rich crème \nwas not his favourite. He still sucked it out of her pussy with fervour. Finally \ncoming to the caramel one. Isabelle noticed this.\n\nShe slowly pulled herself from his face, wiping her mess on his muzzle, before \nturning around and lowering herself onto his achingly hard throbbing cock. She \nslipped herself onto him with the skill of a pro. Whipping up and down, feeling \nevery thrust of his slick prick going in and out. It was always such a wonderful \nfeeling. She slowly bent herself forward so she could kiss the Squirrel as she \nground on to him. Licking herself and her treats from his face. What a site he \nwas to behold. Covered in chocolate and juices.\n\nThe sounds emanating from the pair were quite lewd. Slurps and slips. An \noccasional squeak where air had become trapped. Groaning and moaning. Each and \nevery insertion driving the passion, heat, and intensity even higher.\n\nAs she was getting close to climaxing Isabelle decided to add some honey to the \nmix in her cunt. She groaned as she let loose a tidal wave of amber fluid. She \nwas moderately dehydrated today so the colour was almost that of a lager. Deep. \nRich. Brown. Strong flavour. But bold in content. It would mix amicably with the \nchocolate to form a liquor so divine it would make Nocturnal herself blush.\n\nWith her liquid addition she came. Hard. Her vagina turning into a vice grip on \nthe Icarus' member. This caused a reaction within the squirrel. He climaxed \nunexpectedly. Would a grunting and a groan he dropped his load into her. It had \na force to it that Isabelle could feel. She giggled at the pulsating flesh \nwithin her. They both rode out their orgasms, and Isabelle collapsed on top of \nIcarus. With a pop his member slipped from her slit letting out only a little \ngush of slime.\n\nIsabelle had emptied the diaper as best she could, so she removed it. Only for \nIcarus to draw her into a deep passionate kiss. He could taste his own waste on \nher breath.\n\n\"Filthy Bitch.\"\n\"Dirty bastard.\"\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Disclaimer: This story contains heavy scat, watersports, and various other
extreme bathroom room fetishes. If you dont want to read about that kind of kink
please click on something else. If you have an opinion about how disgusting,
gross or filthy it is. Kindly fuck off. I don't care. Im not here to please you
or anyone else. These stories are for ME, for MY pleasure. Are you me? No. Then
don't expect this to be curtailed to you.

On another note, constructive criticism is appreciated. If its too short, or not
as well described or full of errors; then please add a comment! I can't get
better if no one tells me Im wrong. On with the story.

~Some Time Later~
-A continuation in our Animal Crossing World.

"Ugh, why does morning have to come so soon?" Isabelle remarked to herself as
she was getting dressed for work. Today it was thigh high white stockings.
Ribbons and bows were adorned where the stockings met her inner thighs. She
would be going commando today. All of her regular panties, thongs, and g-strings
were heavy soiled, and she was out of disposable diapers. Her Victorian style
skirt didn't even reach mid labia. It was so short that she didn't even have to
bend over and her parts were visible. For her part the top she was wearing was
mostly modest. It at least covered her ample breasts but she never wore a bra
any more (unless she fancied a corseted top). She finished getting dressed,
grabbed her keys, took off for Town Hall; fingering herself on the way. Shame
had long since vanished from her life ever since she started spending all of her
time with her boss. The Mayor.

***

"Fuck fuck fuck. Every day this damn alarm clock goes off late. I swear one of
these days I'll get Tom Nook for selling me such a piece of shit." Cursing and
throwing a fit Icarus awoke in a foul mood. It would set the tone for the day at
the office. As mayor he had a rigid schedule to keep to but his recent rut had
made him neglect a lot of his town duties. Icarus would discuss those
responsibilities with Isabelle when he arrived. He dreaded going in and being
responsible. When he first signed up to be Mayor he thought it would be fun and
games all day every day but he quickly learned that the townsfolk actually
needed their hand held for every damn thing in town.

Not that he hadn't accomplished anything. He did have three bridges built, a
camp site, Tom Nook was no longer in a shitty little shop. He was now in a two
story shop with his nephews taking care of everything upstairs. But that was all
months ago. His recent achievements mainly amounted to not getting Isabelle
pregnant and keeping his facial fur groomed.

Grudgingly he packed a lunch and left for work. On the way there he picked up a
distinctive scent.

***

Isabelle greeted him at the door by sliding a wet paw under his nose. She made
sure he got a good whiff of her scent today. She was dangerously close to her
heat and wanted him all day long. She would tease him only a little for now. SHe
needed him to have a clear head for the days activities. He had let the town
fall to a ghastly state.

"Sir, we need to address the current ... state of the town. Its, well its shit."
"Isabelle Im aware of how the town is. I don't have time to go picking weeds."
"Then its time for some outside help. I've taken the liberty of drafting a
payment for some much needed yard work. Weeds will be removed and flowers will
be planted and watered. It will cost 25,000 bells. Currently the town is sitting
on a nest egg of 374,000 bells."
"Thanks for the report Isabelle, I authorize the maintenance. And while you're
at it put in for a new pond. Closer to the train station."
"Yes master."

***

After several hours of going back and forth on various issues, making sure the
residents got their fountain while the town remains solvent, Icarus was getting
restless and Isabelle was growing inpatient for cock. Her loins were starting to
burn hotter.

"Are we good for today then?"
"Some of the residents have some requests but those can wait until after lunch."
"Good, its time we had a little fun today. Lock the door."
"Yes master."

As Isabelle went to lock the door, Icarus was already lowering his pants. He
also forwent underwear today. Deciding instead to wear a diaper. It was crisp
and clean at home. But now it was sagging heavily. Having been soiled twice
already today, Icarus was in the process of filling it even further. Adding some
much needed liquid gold to it. The front of the diaper changed from a plain
white to a soft yellow. The wetness helping turn the solid waste to a mush.
Isabelle didn't know it yet but he was flavouring her lunch.

"Isabelle please fetch our lunches out of the fridge." He made sure to over
emphasize the word lunches. He had no intent of letting her eat the lunch she
brought. It would be thrown for the feral creatures outside. No her lunch would
be strapped to her face and forced down her throat.

As Isabelle approached the table they usually ate their lunches off of something
was a bit off with Icarus. She could tell her had a wicked idea as soon as she
noticed he was wearing a very used diaper. "Sir? What are you doing?"

Icarus had a shit eating grin on his face as he waited for Isabelle to look at
him before he started undoing his diaper. He laid it out on the table. Sauntered
over behind Isabelle and grabbed her lunch bag. "You wont be needing this
today." With his words he threw her lunch away. He went back behind Isabelle and
began massaging her neck with one hand while pulling the diaper closer to her
with the other. "I brought you a home made lunch today. It would be rude of you
to eat something else."

With the diaper close enough to reach from behind Isabelle, Icarus made his
move. He reached down with both hands and grabbed the diaper, and deftly, as if
with practice, he had it secured to her face. Wrapped around her head. Only her
eyes were visible over it.

"You're going to eat this while you straddle my face love. I'll let you pick
which hole of yours you want serviced. But Im hungry too. It would be rude for
you to eat alone."

With that Icarus assumed his position on the ground. Mouth open, ready for his
bitch to queen him. But she wasn't having it. With her foul lunch strapped to
her face she would not give him the same pleasure. She did however manage to
think ahead today. While she was getting their lunch bags she shoved some treats
up her snatch. Instead of sitting on his face, while facing his crotch, today
she situated her vagina right on his open maw while looking down at his face.
She would watch him enjoy her delectable goodness.

"Mmmmm" Was all that could be heard below Isabelle as Icarus discovered the
first of several chocolate eggs she had inserted. The first was a chocolate
peanut butter filled egg. The outer shell had cracked and molten peanut butter
was dripping out. It was mixed with her juices to provide a rich flavor. A bit
of copper with her being so close to her heat. Just enough to add to the
excitement. As the egg burst on his tongue dripping goopy brown muck into his
muzzle the only sounds that could be heard were slurping swallowing and guzzling.

Back on Isabelle's face a sordid diaper filled with a mornings rumblings of muck
and filth sloshed against her as she moved. She had long since enjoyed the taste
of her masters Waste. Almost preferring it over the lunch she packed. Today
though she really wanted some cock in her cunt. She needed to have Icarus inside
her but she wanted an especially sweet lube. The peanut butter egg was only the
first one. She still had a Cadbury Crème and a Caramel egg. As Icarus slurped
away at her inner folds, lapping at every little crevice and cranny, she would
occasionally pulsate her privates to move the contents along.

In the diaper her own tongue worked at pulling the shit and piss mixture of
filth into her mouth so she could savour it before swallowing. What should have
been a relatively solid meal was now a more liquid mush. Icarus had pissed so
much into the diaper its ability to absorb liquids was used up entirely.
Isabelle didn't care it was delicious. She loved eating her masters poop. She
could it every day. And more often then not she did get a heaping helping of it.
Though that may have to do with the fact that he was so enamoured with her own
shit. They were practically just passing the same filth back and forth.

Down below Isabelle Icarus was dutifully devouring the sweet dessert's she had
hidden in her folds. Delicious chocolate and rich peanut butter. But once he had
thoroughly enjoyed the treat he felt something else pushing against his tongue.
It was of course another egg. Already melting to a gooey mess, the rich crème
was not his favourite. He still sucked it out of her pussy with fervour. Finally
coming to the caramel one. Isabelle noticed this.

She slowly pulled herself from his face, wiping her mess on his muzzle, before
turning around and lowering herself onto his achingly hard throbbing cock. She
slipped herself onto him with the skill of a pro. Whipping up and down, feeling
every thrust of his slick prick going in and out. It was always such a wonderful
feeling. She slowly bent herself forward so she could kiss the Squirrel as she
ground on to him. Licking herself and her treats from his face. What a site he
was to behold. Covered in chocolate and juices.

The sounds emanating from the pair were quite lewd. Slurps and slips. An
occasional squeak where air had become trapped. Groaning and moaning. Each and
every insertion driving the passion, heat, and intensity even higher.

As she was getting close to climaxing Isabelle decided to add some honey to the
mix in her cunt. She groaned as she let loose a tidal wave of amber fluid. She
was moderately dehydrated today so the colour was almost that of a lager. Deep.
Rich. Brown. Strong flavour. But bold in content. It would mix amicably with the
chocolate to form a liquor so divine it would make Nocturnal herself blush.

With her liquid addition she came. Hard. Her vagina turning into a vice grip on
the Icarus' member. This caused a reaction within the squirrel. He climaxed
unexpectedly. Would a grunting and a groan he dropped his load into her. It had
a force to it that Isabelle could feel. She giggled at the pulsating flesh
within her. They both rode out their orgasms, and Isabelle collapsed on top of
Icarus. With a pop his member slipped from her slit letting out only a little
gush of slime.

Isabelle had emptied the diaper as best she could, so she removed it. Only for
Icarus to draw her into a deep passionate kiss. He could taste his own waste on
her breath.

"Filthy Bitch."
"Dirty bastard."

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