Earlier that day...
"Hurry up, Snails!"
"D'aahhh keep quiet or they'll hear us!"
Snails flicked his lighter, trying to get it to spark, but so far, no flames. After several failed attempts, though, he was able to get the lighter going. Snips quickly handed his cohort a firecracker, which quickly began sparking the second it came in contact with the explosive.
"Quick! Drop it!"
Snails then let gravity pull the firecracker into the toilet beneath him and jumped out of the bathroom stall. Seconds later, the toilet seat exploded, leaving shards of porcelain and water all over the ground.
"That was so cool!" Snips said to the taller boy. "Now, quick! Let's get going before someone--" As soon as Snips turned around, though, he was met with the fiery eyes of Principal Celestia.
Later that day...
"Students," Principal Celestia says over the intercom system throughout the school, "as I'm sure you all know, fireworks are not allowed on school grounds at any time. If you are caught, you will face immediate disciplinary action. That is all."
Huh. Wonder what that was all about, you think to yourself. At least it was something to occupy your mind. Miss Cheerilee's lessons seem to get more and more boring by the day. You typically found yourself with your eyes wandering around, lost in your own daydreams or staring at the pretty girls in the class. That one Trixie girl is kind of cute. She just had her 18th birthday party, and you could swear you saw a nipple slip when she cut the cake, "dividing it into perfectly even slices."
Looking over to Trixie, however, you notice that she is holding her hands to her crotch, rocking back and forth and squeezing her legs as tightly as you could imagine.
"Hey, Trixie," you whisper to the girl sitting to your right. "You alright?"
"What?" she said, jumping slightly in her seat. "Y-yes. Trixie is fine."
"You uh... look uncomfortable."
"N-no..." She tries faking, but her mind is too occupied to pull it off. "Maybe I wouldn't be so uncomfortable if Snips and Snails hadn't blown up the only toilet in the school!"
Suddenly, you get an idea, an idea that would fit both of your needs.
"Trixie, I know a bathroom that nobody knows about, but you can't tell anyone."
"Where is it?!"
"Follow me."
The two of you then sneak out of Cheerilee's class, Trixie limping her way along so as not to accidentally lose it in the middle of the school halls. You both stop once you get to the back of the school, in between the building and football field. Trixie, though, looking around and finding nothing, suddenly looks more than irritated.
"Do you expect Trixie to just go on the ground?" she shouts. "Someone would see a big urine stain right here!"
"I actually have a better idea."
You lay yourself down on top of the pavement and look straight into Trixie's eyes.
"A-anon?"
"Pee in my mouth."
"WHAT?!"
"You can't wait another second and you know it."
She wants to fight it, but deep down inside, she knows that you're right and that if she waited any longer, she would just end up peeing herself. Grudgingly, Trixie stands above you, grabs her panties, double takes to make sure nobody is watching and quickly pulls them off her hips down to her feet. Squatting down, hardly any time passes before she trickles urine into your mouth. The sweet taste of Trixie's urine covers your taste buds. She's like a hose, spraying all the liquids she's been holding in and putting it all into your mouth. You grow hard as Trixie trickles out her last drops, which you swallow in pleasure.
"Is that all?" I ask.
"N--I mean, yes!"
You see through her lies. There's something else bugging her, but she's too embarrassed to say right off the bat. "Trixiiiieee."
"Trixie..." she breaks eye contact and rubs her arm. "Trixie might have to poop too."
"Go right on ahead."
She wants to contest, but she feels the same pressure keeping her from being able to make any arguments. She squats down again, but this time, long strands of brown squeeze out her anal cavity. It drops into your mouth, which you lap down happily. She clenches her eyes and legs, squeezing out another log into your mouth. She tastes so good. With one more squeeze, the rest of her waste falls out of her anus. She then gets up and puts her panties back on as you lick your lips with the flavor of Trixie's rectum.
"Feeling better, Trixie?"
"Much better," she says trying to hold back a smile. "Thank you, Anon."
***
The next day, you follow the blue-skinned girl to lunch.
"Hey, Trixie. What's up?"
She doesn't make eye contact. Instead, she just sits down at the table, sadly looking down at her hands. "Everybody knows..."
"What?"
"Someone saw us yesterday and now the whole school knows I used you as a toilet!"
She is now in tears, able to hold back her emotions as poorly as she was able to hold back her bladder the day before.
"Then..." you start to say, but then close your mouth, hoping she didn't even hear you over her sobbing.
"Then WHAT, Anon?!"
Getting some courage, you say, "You wanna do it again?"
Trixie gives you a heinous look, but all you can do is smile tenderly. After several seconds pass, she nods her head, grabs you by the hand and takes you out back again.
You get on the ground underneath Trixie, who takes off her panties and squats down, placing her labia against your lips. In a second, urine splashes all over your mouth, dripping out the sides and dripping down your chin and cheeks. You try to drink it all, but she's squirting it all over your face. Once she's done, she wipes herself on your lips and puts her panties back on. It doesn't last long, but it's worth every beautiful second.
"Hey, look!" The two of you then look across the building to see some dude point a finger at you and your waste basket, who is still squatting over your face. "It's the great and powerful potty mouth!"
"Oh, they want something to gawk at?" she says angrily. "Anon, open your mouth again." She lifts her skirt up, pulls her silk white panties back down, points her bare butt to the group of people looking and drops feces into your mouth. One large, hard log gradually seeps out her butthole and plops into your mouth. You even get a good look at her anus before a second strand squirts out and onto your tongue. She tries squeezing more out, but only gets a fart and a little bit on her hole that's too small to drop down, but like a gentleman, you reach your head up and lick it off for her. Getting back up, she gives the crowd a victory smile, pulls her panties back up, grabs you by the hand and walks you back to lunch. You, however, just had the greatest meal you could have asked for.
***
You walk around school with Trixie all the time now. Everyone knows you're her personal toilet, ready to be used whenever she wants you, but you don't mind. One day, you and Trixie are at the park after school when she says, "Hey, Anon, Trixie needs to use use the bathroom and will be right back."
This catches you completely off guard. "You... what?"
"I..." she tries making sentences without being mean, but she just doesn't know how to make it happen. "I think I want to use the restroom this time..."
You're getting almost desperate at this point, but with a calm voice, you ask, "Can... I come with you?"
"Well... Trixie supposes so..."
The two of you then walk into a women's restroom stall together. She closes the door, locks it and grabs her panties, ready to slide them down. Before she gets that chance, though, you come up with an idea.
"Wait..."
Trixie sighs in discomfort. "Anon, do I have to?"
"I know how to make it even more fun."
"Hmm?" Then, without warning, you begin taking all your clothes off. "Anon?! What are you doing?"
"Pee all over me."
"But..." she mumbles awkwardly, "Trixie has to do more than that..."
"Mmmm I'd like that."
"I..." Trixie breaks eye contact out of embarrassment, but then, out of nowhere, she takes her clothes off too. "Trixie would like that too."
You get on the bathroom floor, waiting for her to release her tension all over your body. Trixie doesn't even squat, but instead sits on you, letting her urine fall down your chest. Most of it falls off, but for her vagina size, she's got a big bladder. Once she's all done squirting all of her pee onto your torso, the two of you get up. You rub her urine all over your body and begin rubbing it on your dick like lube. Trixie gets to her knees and starts sucking the urine off your penis.
You pee into her mouth before it gets too hard to get anything out. She drinks some of it, then takes her mouth off to let the rest drench her face, tits and body. You begin licking the urine off of her face before the two of you rub bodies, getting as much of your waste on each other's bodies as you can.
"Are you ready, Anon?"
You nod, laying under her once more.
Standing up, she drops a large deuce onto your chest. You smash the feces with your hand and rub it all over your stomach. She goes again, which you use to rub all over your dick and balls. She tries pushing out more, but you just get up, spread her butt cheeks and lick up everything else without swallowing. You then get up to Trixie's height and kiss her, putting her own feces in her mouth while she swallows it down with pleasure.
She then puts her hand under your rear while you poop out onto her hand, grabbing the wastes and smothering it all over her tits and body. You poop again onto her hand, which she smears onto her face and legs. "One more," you say, pushing. A few pebbles pop out of your anus, which she rubs against her legs, up to her crotch, and just seeing her lather it against her vagina begins to make you hard...
You grab Trixie by her glorious butt cheeks and pull her into your dick, your feces-covered penis filling the inside of her vagina. She sighs femininely as you navigate her inner walls. Air is getting trapped inside, and you can't tell if the sound is you humping her or Trixie farting, but either way, it's making you harder. As the two of you hump, you rub the feces and urine against each other's chests, your balls hitting her clit with each stroke and exchanging fecal matter.
You then decide to get off of her, flip her over and go in through her backdoors. She screams in lust while you put her own feces back inside of her. You can feel her trying to expel more as lube, which throbs against your already-throbbing dick. Suddenly, you feel it coming, and you ejaculate your seed into her anal cavity, burst after burst. You then fall back to the ground, getting on your back. Trixie leans her butt above your head and expels your cum into your mouth, covered in more feces and having to fart to get the rest into your mouth.
Finally, the two of you giggle, totally spent after a long session of putting each other's used up nutrients into every hole in Trixie's great and powerful body. You then lick up the feces off of her tits, vagina and face, but the two of you both decide to just put your clothes back on, letting yourselves enjoy the comfort of each other's feces everywhere else on your skin for the rest of the day. Even though you both wreak of excrement, you couldn't be happier than you are in this moment right now.
Author's Note
Go to therapy.
