Lily Ann woke up with an insatiable urge to have a bowel movement. She knew exactly where she wanted to relieve herself - on top of your face. She smiled wickedly, thinking about how you would have to stretch out your neck and give her your undivided attention as she smeared her shit all over you.
She walked into the hallway where you were sleeping, still wrapped up in your blanket. She gently shook your shoulder, whispering, "Hey, wake up."
Your eyes fluttered open, not quite understanding why you were staring into the disheveled mess of hair that was Lily Ann's morning look.
"What's up, Lily?" You rubbed your eyes, yawning.
Lily Ann's grin widened. "I need to take a massive shit, babe. And I was thinking... you could clean it up for me."
You visibly choked on your words, trying to understand what she had just said. "Lily, are you serious?"
She nodded, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, yes. I want you to see every single detail of my gorgeous, steaming turd."
Without another word, Lily Ann climbed onto the toilet seat, kicking off her sweaty pajamas and underwear to reveal her soft, round ass. She placed a hand on either side of your face, forcing you to look up at her.
"Now, don't you dare close your eyes," she warned. "You'll miss all the fun."
As she felt her bowels giving way, she let out a long, low moan of pleasure. You couldn't help but feel her warm breath on your skin, tingling with anticipation of what was to come. With the first loud, vibrating push, Lily Ann's shit splattered onto your face, spilling over her thighs and down onto the floor.
"Oh, god," she moaned, her hips bucking wildly as wave after wave of feces coated your skin. "That feels so good."
She reached down between your legs, teasingly rubbing against your hardening dick through your pajama pants. You could feel her moisture seeping into the fabric.
"You like this, don't you?" she asked, leaning in closer to nibble on your earlobe. "You get off on watching me take a shit and knowing that soon you'll be grubbing for scraps in my toilet bowl."
Her words sent shivers down your spine, causing you to squirm uncomfortably under her gaze. But deep down, you knew she was right. There was something so erotically charged about this situation that it was almost impossible to resist.
As the ordeal mercifully came to an end, Lily Ann climbed off the toilet, her ass glistening with sweat and shit. She stood before you, her hand resting on her hip, her breath coming hot and heavy.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" She asked. "I need a hand cleaning up this mess!"
With trembling hands, you reluctantly reached out to her, feeling the softness of her skin against your fingertips. Together, you cleaned up her mess, washing away every last trace of shit from your face, her body, and the floor.
As you stood there, still covered in her filth, Lily Ann leaned in close, her lips brushing against your ear. "I think it's time for a reward," she whispered seductively.
And with that, she led you to the bedroom, where she pinned you down and made you lick every inch of her clean. She moaned in pleasure as you tasted her sweat and shit on your tongue, your hands exploring her soft, hairless mound and the slit between her legs. Slowly, she lowered her pants, revealing her shiny, clean asshole to you.
"You want it, don't you, baby?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "You want to taste my pussy and my asshole, don't you?"
You nodded eagerly, unable to take your eyes off the sight of her perfect, clean behind. With shaking hands, you reached out to her, parting her cheeks and pressing your lips against her tender skin. She moaned again, this time louder, her hips bucking against your face as she let out a long, slow stream of piss directly into your mouth.
You drank it down greedily, loving the taste of her warm, sweet urine. She was right; there was something incredibly erotic about this whole experience – the power she had over you, the way she controlled your desires, the messiness of it all.
As you lay there, your face covered in a silent mask of her juices, you realized that you were hers completely – body and soul. And she knew it. And she loved it. And so did you.
