As the cool morning air washed over his naked body, Jeremy's heart beat faster with anticipation. Amanda, his Scat Goddess, had summoned him outside for a particularly taboo session of Pooping With Joy. His hands trembled slightly as he pulled down his shorts and pants, revealing his hardening cock.
"Look at that," Amanda purred. "You're already hard for me. I knew I could count on you."
She stood before him, a goddess of scat, her voluptuous figure draped in a flowy, white sundress that did little to hide her curves. Her hair was pulled back in a messy bun, and she wore a pair of worn-out cotton underwear — just the way he liked it.
"I want you to get your cock out for me," she commanded. "Stroke it. Stroke it like you worship my ass."
Jeremy's head felt light as he pulled his aching cock from his pants and began to stroke it slowly. "I'm stroking for your ass, Goddess," he murmured, his eyes fixed on her round, smooth cheeks.
Amanda walked over to a shrub and knelt down, her plump behind pointing directly at him. "You know what I want you to do," she said breathily. "I need to poop, and I want you to stroke harder. Make me feel your lust for my shit."
As if in a trance, Jeremy began to stroke his cock faster and harder, his eyes locked on her juicy, pumpkin-sized buttocks. "I want your hot shit, Goddess," he groaned. "I want you to fill my mouth with it."
With an earthy moan, Amanda let out a loud, wet fart. Jeremy's heart raced as he watched her massive logs of shit slide out of her panties and into the bush. He couldn't believe he was about to witness this, much less worship it.
"That's it, keep going," Amanda panted. "I can feel your cum building up. You want to cum when you see my ass covered in shit, don't you?"
Jeremy couldn't answer; all he could do was stroke his cock and stare in awe at Amanda's divine scarlet butthole. He felt a hot rush of cum building up deep inside him, threatening to explode. But just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, Amanda let out another long, wet fart.
"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," he warned. "I can't hold it back anymore."
He shot his hot, sticky cum all over his belly and chest as he came in a violent, orgasmic burst. For several moments, all he could do was moan and shake with the intensity of his release.
When he finally managed to catch his breath, Jeremy looked up at Amanda and felt a wave of gratitude wash over him. "Thank you, Goddess," he whispered. "That was the best Pooping With Joy session ever."
Amanda smiled down at him, her eyes glistening with pride. "You're welcome, my little poop slave," she said. "Now come here and lick my ass clean."
As Jeremy crawled towards her, he couldn't help but think that this was the most twisted, exhilarating relationship he'd ever had. And he wouldn't have it any other way.
