Goddess Tempest, the busty and curvy queen of Scat Porn, was engrossed in her review on the exercise bike. Sweat glistened on her tanned skin as she pedaled away, her tight round ass gyrating enticingly beneath her skintight cycling shorts. Suddenly, a sharp pain cut through her abdomen and she grimaced, grabbing her belly.
"Damn it," she muttered, feeling a rush of embarrassment wash over her. She couldn't believe she had just eaten that huge hotdog with jalapenos for lunch. It was clearly too much for her sensitive digestive system to handle. Her thoughts were interrupted by the soft voice of Alyssa, her loyal best friend and assistant.
"Are you okay, Goddess?" Alyssa asked, concern etched onto her young, innocent face. Her long brown hair was tied up in a ponytail, accentuating her delicate features and drawing attention to her plump, kissable lips. She was wearing a pair of dark-washed skinny jeans and a baggy gray sweatshirt, revealing none of the lingerie she wore underneath.
"I'm not sure," Goddess Tempest replied honestly, gritting her teeth as another wave of pain washed over her. "I think I might have done more harm than good with that hotdog." She groaned, leaning forward as another gust of wind escaped her ass and flowed across Alyssa's face. "I don't know what happened," she added, shaking her head in confusion, "I've never experienced anything like this before."
"Do you want me to help?" Alyssa asked quietly, her eyes never leaving Goddess Tempest's expressive face. She knew that her friend hated to ask for help, but she also knew that Goddess Tempest would never refuse her if she truly needed assistance.
Without another word, Alyssa moved around the exercise bike, kneeling down behind the Goddess and placing her hand gently on her lower back. She waited for permission to continue, and when it came, she began to massage Goddess Tempest's sore muscles. It wasn't long before the tension started to ease from the busty diva's body, and she closed her eyes, letting out a long, slow breath.
"Thank you, Alyssa," Goddess Tempest whispered, turning her head slightly to rest it against her friend's soft, warm cheek. She could feel Alyssa's breath playing along the edge of her ear, sending shivers down her spine. Knowing that she couldn't resist for much longer, she opened her eyes and turned around to face her friend, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about," she said slowly, looking into Alyssa's eyes. "Something that's been on my mind for a while now." She paused, swallowing thickly, her heart racing in her chest as she steeled herself for what was about to come next.
"Well," she started again, "I was hoping that maybe you could help me with this...this issue I'm having." She reached down between their bodies, unbuttoning Alyssa's jeans and pulling them down just enough to expose her cute little behind. "You see, every time I eat something that doesn't agree with me, it always seems to come out...in this particular way." She smiled, her eyes filled with mischief as she gestured towards her own backside.
Alyssa stared at her friend in shock, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. She had seen Goddess Tempest eat all sorts of things—poop included—but this was different. This time, it was personal.
"You want me to eat your shit?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. She couldn't believe what she was hearing, but something inside her told her that this was what her friend needed from her.
"Well," Goddess Tempest replied, grinning widely now, "I wouldn't put it quite like that. But yes, if you're up for it, that would make things much easier for both of us."
And with that, Alyssa leaned forward and extended her tongue, tentatively reaching out to taste the fruits—or rather, the other end results—of Goddess Tempest's labor. At first, she hesitated, fearing that the taste might be too putrid or disgusting to bear. But as she pushed past her own hesitations, she found herself surprised by the unique flavor that emanated from her friend's ass.
Goddess Tempest let out a loud moan, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt the warm wet tongue probing deep inside her anus. "Oh yes, Alyssa," she whispered hoarsely, "that's it. Oh fuck, you're so good at this."
As she watched her best friend devour her shit, Goddess Tempest couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction. She knew how much Alyssa hated to see her in pain, and she also knew how much she enjoyed being in control. And right now, as she watched Alyssa lapping up every last drop of her shit, she felt both of those things in abundance.
It wasn't long before Goddess Tempest felt another rush of wind flowing out of her ass, signaling that it was time for another meal. "Did you like that, Alyssa?" she asked huskily, her voice still thick with lust and desire. "Have I got enough for you?"
Alyssa looked up at her friend with tears in her eyes, feeling utterly overwhelmed by the trust and love that she had been shown. Without a word, she nodded vigorously, eager to please and excited by the idea of tasting more of Goddess Tempest's forbidden fruit.
And so, they continued like this, their intimate bond growing stronger with each passing moment. It was a scene that would have been considered taboo by most, but for these two friends, it was nothing short of divine.
