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SAMPLE FROM SCATWALK
Brittini never made it. Despite putting one hand over her arse a loud,
long bubbling fart emerged followed by a warm gush of diarrhea that filled the flimsy
panties she wore and poured down both legs, spattering all over the floor of the catwalk
and even a few of the audience in the front row. The Italian pharmacist had underestimated
the effects of the pill he had given her. An enormous quantity of gas had built up and
emptied the entire contents of her bowels down her legs and onto the catwalk. This time
Brittini could not hold her composure and dashed back to the curtains, sobbing...
SAMPLE FROM MY SCAT INITIATION
Greta asked if I was ready for something really kinky. I said the kinkier the better.
With that the girls smiled, Ilsa got down on all fours, and Greta grabbed my dick and pulled me
to the floor. Greta took a position directly behind Ilsa's shapely derriere, and told me to watch closely.
Directing my attention to Ilsa's puckered asshole, I watched as her shithole slowly opened and a
thick brown turd began to appear. As the smooth brown excrement emerged, Greta moved closer
with mouth open, and took it in like a small chocolate cock. When she had taken four inches
of shit into her sweet, innocent mouth, Ilsa's asshole squeezed shut, leaving Greta with a
mouthful of shit, an inch and a half protruding like a shit cigar.
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