Amber sat on the edge of the bathtub, her legs spread wide as she let out a long, soft moan. She was covered in warm, gooey poop, from her butt crack all the way up to her belly button. She'd been sitting in it for a while, enjoying the feeling of the messy substance on her skin. It was calming, almost comforting. As she shifted her weight on the tub, the thick sludge squished between her ass cheeks, making a disgusting noise.
Her phone vibrated in her hand, reminding her that there was someone online waiting for her. She smiled, knowing exactly what that meant. She typed out a message, her fingers moving slowly over the screen. "Hey, BabyDiareeah. Are you ready for me?"
A few seconds later, she received a response. "Yes, I've been waiting for you. Come join me sweetheart."
Amber stood up, her legs unsteady underneath her as the weight of the mess pressed down on her body. She didn't mind it though; in fact, she rather enjoyed it. The stench of shit and vomit filled the room, making her lightheaded with arousal.
She walked slowly over to the messy girl who was sitting on the floor, naked except for a brutal diaper that was completely saturated with diarrhea. The little girl giggled as Amber approached, letting out tiny burps that sounded like they came straight from her diaper.
Amber knelt down next to the child, their hips touching. She reached out and gently caressed the girl's back, smearing the feces between their bodies. "You've been very naughty," she whispered into the girl's ear.
The little one giggled again, reveling in the attention and the filth. Amber leaned in closer, her face right by the girl's neck. She couldn't resist taking a deep breath of the rancid scent that emanated from her body, feeling it fill her nostrils and make her lightheaded with desire.
Suddenly, both of their phones buzzed, alerting them to a new message from someone off-camera. They ignored it for now, lost in their own world of dirty fun. Amber continued to stroke the girl's back, leaving long, smearing trails in the thick mess covering her skin.
As they sat there, lost in each other's filth, their minds consumed by the stench and feeling of the mess, they didn't even notice when the phone started ringing. It went to voicemail without them even flinching. This was their time together - disgusting, dirty, and completely forbidden. But it felt too good to stop now.
