Kitty Skatt was in her small apartment, admiring the new pair of tight jeans she had bought at an old-clothes store. They fit her like a second skin, outlining every curve of her round, feminine butt. She looked at herself in the mirror, making a duck-face and sticking out her tongue playfully.
"Does it make my ass look fat?" she asked with a grin, feeling herself up through the denim.
In truth, it wasn't that she thought her ass was huge; it was just such a sexy idea to her. Having clothes that were tight enough to show off every curve of her body – especially when it allowed others to imagine exactly how tight they were – was incredibly arousing.
She noticed a small stain on the rear of her jeans and smirked. If they were already a little dirty, why not go all the way? It'd be one hell of a way to break them in. Besides, she was already feeling incredibly horny from the thought of wearing these tight jeans.
She started masturbating through her jeans, her hand sliding up and down her swollen womanhood as she imagined how dirty she was getting these trousers. Feeling the warmth of her piss soak through the fabric, she let out a moan of pure bliss.
Kitty reached her climax, screaming in orgasm as she felt the pangs of her need to shit override every other sensation. She collapsed against the mirror, catching her breath as she struggled to regain her composure.
With shaky hands, she reached down and slipped one finger into her tight asshole, feeling how full it was. She moaned again at the sensation, imagining how much messier she was going to make these pants.
Then, with determination, she lowered herself onto the toilet seat and pushed out the enormous, steaming load that she had been holding in. It felt incredible, knowing that she was making such a mess of her new jeans – and yet, it was even more arousing knowing that there was someone there to see her like this.
As she relaxed on the toilet, her orgasm finally subsiding, she thought about showing off her dirty shit-stained jeans to someone else. The idea made her wet again, and she realized that she would do just about anything to get someone else to see her like this.
After cleaning up a bit, she slipped her hand back into her still-damp jeans and pulled them up, grinning as she felt the rough texture of the shit and piss against her skin. She couldn't wait to show them off.
Slowly, she walked towards the mirror, her hips swaying to and fro as she imagined someone else watching her. She reached the mirror, put on a playful pout, and then slowly lowered her jeans, revealing the messy stain on the seat of her pants.
Her heart was pounding with anticipation as she pulled her jeans back up, feeling the cool air against her heated skin. This was just the beginning – she couldn't wait to see where this journey would take her next.
