Twilight's Bathroom Dare

Chapters

Twily and Sunny's Scat Fun
Spike and Rarity
Bottomless Twilight
Twily and Sunny's Camping Trip
The Scat Contest
Twilight and Spike's Contest
Twilight's Bathroom Dare
Twily and Sunny's Scat Fun 2

Twily and Sunny's Scat Fun

Author's Note

Another requested chapter, as usual

Also as usual, will be extremely disgusting to anyone without the fetishes, so if it offends or disgusts you, please ignore it

Twily and Sunny's Scat Fun

Twilight Sparkle and Sunset Shimmer were having a sleepover. Twilight was wearing pair of short, skintight purple shorts (though her other pair had cleaned up rather nicely after her first session and all those that followed), and Sunset was wearing equally short, gray shorts.

Currently, they were playing Truth or Dare.

"Twily, truth or dare?" said Sunset.

"Dare," said Twilight.

"I dare you to tell me your biggest secret."

"Can't you dare me to do anything else?"

"This is your dare."

"Well... I kind of like to use my house as a bathroom when no one's around. Except Spike." Twilight blushed.

Sunset was a bit interested at this. "I dare you to show me how you do it."

FFFFFFRRRRRRRRRT

Twilight blushed more. She had had a big bowl of beans and some hot dogs for dinner tonight, so she was really gassy. Sunset giggled a bit, feeling a little aroused.

It wasn't long before Twilight had to poop. She led Sunset downstairs, pulled down her shorts and panties, and when starting to squat down, she farted in Sunset's face.

Sunset giggled and positioned her butt in front of Twilight's face.

PPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFT

Twilight felt a little less embarrassed at this, and as she stood there, ready to take a dump, Sunset spoke.

"I have a fart fetish, so I really like it when you fart." She blushed a little. "Also, in Equestria, public pooping is very common." She pulled down her shorts and panties. "Do you mind if I join you, Twily?"

"Not at all! Go right ahead, Sunny!"

After Twilight and Sunset had released the contents of their bowels on the basement floor, they walked upstairs. Twilight farted several times along the way.

"What did you eat, a lot of beans?" said Sunset.

"Yes," said Twilight. She let out another wet fart.

"Do you have any more? We should have a farting contest!"

"Great idea, Sunny!"

Twilight cooked several big bowls of beans, and poured big glasses of prune juice. Sunset couldn't wait until they took effect.

Once they'd wolfed down all the beans and guzzled down several glasses of prune juice, they were ready to have their farting contest.

Twilight was still really gassy from her last meal. She wanted to wait until Sunset was gassy, but she couldn't hold it. She accidentally released a loud, wet fart that lasted seven seconds.

"Nice one, Twily," said Sunset, who wasn't offended that Twilight had started earlier. "I'll see if I can top it."

After about ten minutes, Sunset was feeling the effects of the beans. "Here we go!"

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAP

Sunset's fart was deeper-pitched than Twilight's and lasted eight seconds.

"Finally," said Twilight, who felt like she was about to explode.

PPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRT

Twilight's fart was very wet and eleven seconds long.

Sunset waited a bit, and let out another boisterous fart which was only ten seconds.

"Phew, your farts are stinkier than mine!" said Twilight.

"That must be because I'm part pony," said Sunset.

Spike walked in. "Hey, what's going on?"

"Oh, here's an idea!" said Twilight. "Let's take turns doing this!" She positioned her rear in front of Spike's face.

PPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRT

Twilight giggled while Spike coughed. "I always do that when it's just us here."

"If you say so." Sunset positioned her behind in Spike's face.

FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUURRRRP

Sunset giggled, feeling extremely aroused at farting in someone's face.

They took turns farting in Spike's face for about a minute.

"Stop!" said Twilight. "I really need to pee!"

She ran over to the sink and pulled down her shorts, but left her underwear up. She sighed in relief as her red panties darkened, and pee flowed through them into the sink. She let out a short but loud fart in the middle of peeing.

Sunset stared. This was just as arousing as the farting. She forgot that she also needed to pee as well, and spontaneously peed a little, dampening her shorts.

Once Twilight finished peeing, she pulled her shorts back up, which became a little damp as they were tight and were pressing right against her soaked panties.

"How many other places do you pee on?" said Sunset.

"Just about anywhere," said Twilight. "It's easy to clean up if someone's coming over. You couldn't even tell I peed on the carpets, couches, and bed, could you Sunny?"

"All right," said Sunset. She pulled down her shorts, squatted down, and peed through her dark red panties all over the floor. She really liked the feeling and could see why Twily enjoyed it so much.

Once Sunset was finished, she pulled her shorts back up, and she and Twilight continued their farting contest, their farts wetter than before.

In the end, it was Sunset who won with a boisterous 18-second fart.

Twilight, whose longest fart was 15 seconds, let out another boisterous, wet fart.

"I think I farted TOO hard... said Twilight, blushing a little.

Sunset walked behind Twilight to inspect the damage. There was a brown stain on the butt of her shorts, but no bulge.

"Don't worry Twily, it's not too bad."

Then, the severe urge to poop hit them both.

"Come with me," said Twilight, and she led her to her bedroom, and they got onto her bed.

"Have you done this before?" said Sunset.

"Several times," said Twilight. "Sometimes I don't even change the sheets before I go to sleep. But when I have to, it's easy to clean."

"All right," said Sunset, who felt extremely aroused.

Both girls pulled down their shorts and underwear.

PPPPPPPBBBBBLLLLLLLLLTTTTTTTTTH

They sighed in relief as a wet brown mess noisily cascaded out of their butts onto Twilight's bed. They pulled their shorts back up. Sunset farted loudly, and giggled.

"Sometimes when I wake up, I have to poop really bad, but I don't really feel like getting up, so I just let it all out in my PJ's," said Twilight. "And I pee in them all the time. Only when I'm awake."

"I'd really like to try it sometime," said Sunset.

They started watching a movie on the couch, farting constantly. At three times they had to poop, so they did so in the middle of the kitchen floor, in the bathtub, and to the side of the couch on the living room floor. Their panties were very dirty and wet but they liked it.

Near the end of the movie, Twilight and Sunset had to pee, so they just let it all out in their shorts, giggling the entire time.

Once the movie was over, they continued to have fun, pooping on the floor one more time, before they got tired. Rather than change into their pajamas, they stayed in their dirty, smelly shorts and slept in Twilight's bed. The smell didn't bother them, and they fell asleep within minutes.

The next morning, Twilight awoke, and tapped Sunset. Sunset also woke up.

"Sunny... I have to poop really bad," said Twilight. "Do you?"

Sunset nodded.

Twilight released a wet, brown, smelly mess into her shorts, while peeing at the same time, and giggling. Sunset grinned, and also emptied her bowels and bladder into her shorts.

They sat in their messy state for a while, and then they showered, cleaning up and changing into their usual dresses. Twilight also used her magic and cleaner to clean up the messes they had made, and when she was done, the house was spotless. Sunset was very impressed, and she couldn't wait to have another session with Twilight!

Spike and Rarity

Author's Note

Another chapter by request. Scenario is extremely stretchy, there is no way Rarity would ever do this, so as usual don't take too seriously.

Again, really repetitive of the last one, but this is for the requestor.

Spike and Rarity

Twilight Sparkle and Sunset Shimmer met up at Twilight's house, wearing the same outfits as they had the first of many times.

"We won't be able to fart in Spike's face today cause he's over at Rarity's house now," said Twilight.

"Well, that's all right," said Sunset. "The rest will still be fun. Before I got here I had a big meal that makes me super gassy." She let out a loud, wet fart, and Twilight playfully slapped her butt.

...

Spike lay on the couch next to Rarity. He had witnessed numerous sessions of Twilight and Sunset farting, pooping all over the house, and wetting and soiling themselves.

But, there was one girl he would have really liked to see do all that.

Rarity was so beautiful and so ladylike, it was hard to imagine her doing something like that. But after witnessing Twilight and Sunset doing it, Spike desperately wanted Rarity to do the same.

It was a hot day, so Rarity was wearing a light blue tank top and skintight purple shorts that looked so lovely on her.

"Um... Rarity?" said Spike.

"Yes, Spike?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"Can you... poop in front of me?"

"Absolutely not! I'd never do that anywhere other than a toilet!"

"Well I do it in front of Twilight and Sunset all the time! And they..." He stopped. He didn't want to reveal their secret. "I mean, I think it wouldn't really be any different. And I promise I won't tell anyone."

"Well... I don't know..."

"Please?" Spike gave Rarity puppy-dog eyes.

"All right."

"Yes!"

Rarity went out to the store and got lots of beans, hot dogs, and other stuff. She cooked them up and started eating them slowly, but, her heart racing, she started to wolf them down faster. Was she actually looking forward to this?

Once she was finished, she and Spike waited patiently for it to take effect.

...

PPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFT!

Twilight giggled as she farted again. Her panties were getting pretty dirty now.

Now it was Sunset's turn.

PPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRTTTTT!

"Um... I think I soiled myself," said Sunset, blushing lightly.

Twilight looked at Sunset's butt. It had a brown stain on it and a big bulge. "Looks like you did!"

Sunset giggled a bit. Twilight also giggled and released the contents of her own bowels into her shorts.

...

"Ugh..." said Rarity as she felt her stomach gurgling. "Maybe five whole plates of beans wasn't such a good idea..."

"You'll feel better in no time once it's out of you!" said Spike.

"Yes, but... Ugh! I need to use the bathroom." She stood up.

"Hey, you said you'd do it in front of me!"

"Yes, but I don't..."

PPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRT!

Rarity blushed at the unladylike sound that had come out of her. Spike felt arousal like he never felt when Twilight and Sunset farted.

"Excuse me... that wasn't very ladylike."

"Actually, I think you're really cute when you fart."

"Awwwww..." Rarity kissed Spike on the head.

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRAAAAAAP!

She let out another boisterous fart. She blushed, but giggled a bit. It was still a little embarrassing to fart so loudly, but she knew Spike liked it.

"Twilight farts in my face all the time," said Spike. She had always done this before he gave her her dare.

"Does she now?" said Rarity, and she stuck her behind in Spike's face.

FFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

It smelled as bad as Twilight's farts, but Spike didn't mind, and Rarity giggled again. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying something so unladylike.

After a series of wet farts, Rarity said "I have to use the bathroom."

"I told you..."

"Yes, but... I have to pee."

"So, do it right here!"

Rarity couldn't argue. If she was going to poop in front of Spike, why not pee? She stood on a big garbage bag she had set in the middle of the room so that the floor wouldn't get dirty.

However, she had trouble pulling her shorts down in front of Spike. She had never done this in view of anyone before. She was extremely nervous about Spike seeing her lower half naked. The farting was nothing compared to this.

*Pssssssssss*

Rarity froze as she felt her shorts grow warm and wet. Her nervousness combined with her need to pee was too much for her. She was peeing her shorts.

Spike loved it. This was the best way she could have peed in front of him.

Rarity let out a few farts before she finished wetting herself, and blushed beet red.

"Don't feel bad Rarity," said Spike. "I thought that was really cute too. And it had to have felt good. Twilight and Sunset... know someone who really likes to do that. I, uh, overheard them talking about it."

Rarity felt a lot better at these words, and kissed Spike on the head again. She felt how wet her shorts were and did have to admit the warm release felt kind of nice. It gave her a naughty sense of pleasure she didn't know she could feel.

After about an hour of farting in her wet shorts, Rarity suddenly felt the pressure in her bowels.

"I believe it's time."

"Right! You can turn away from me if it makes you feel better."

Rarity stood above the garbage bag that still had her pee on it. She faced away from Spike, her heart racing. She did not want to mess herself. It would be far less fun than wetting herself. She pulled her shorts and her light blue panties down, squatted down, and let a brown wet mess make its way out of her.

She had to admit, it was kind of fun.

The smell was overpowering to her, so after she pulled her shorts back up she folded the garbage bag up, put it in another garbage bag, and threw it in the trash.

Her underwear was feeling dirty at the back now, but she was surprised to find that she didn't mind. She let out a series of wet farts that made her underwear even dirtier, and giggled the entire time.

About half an hour later, Spike said "I gotta go. Can I... go in here."

"Yes, you may. And... I have to go too. Is it all right if I join you?"

"Yes!" Spike nearly fainted with joy.

Spike and Rarity positioned themselves above a new garbage bag Rarity had placed on the floor. As Spike did his business, Rarity felt an even wetter mess fall out of her rear and onto the garbage bag below.

She didn't move the garbage bag this time. Spike was sure Rarity was going to do this again.

"Ooh, my underwear is so dirty," said Rarity. "But... it's kind of fun being dirty and unladylike for a change." She let out a very wet fart. "Please don't tell anyone about this. Not even Twilight."

"My lips are sealed!" said Spike.

...

Rarity continued to fart for another hour. She needed to pee, so she positioned herself above the sink and peed in her still-damp shorts.

She also released the contents of her bowels onto the garbage bag again.

"I am such a mess," said Rarity, and she giggled. She was wet, dirty, and smelled bad. And still very gassy.

Spike licked Rarity's face. "Just the way I like you!"

Half an hour later, Rarity let out a series of boisterous farts that she was sure were making her underwear even dirtier, but she didn't mind.

After a particularly loud and wet fart, Rarity made a mess in her shorts. She was disgusted at first, but found she really loved it.

After about ten minutes, however, she changed out of her dirty outfit, showered for a long time, and cleaned everything up, throwing them in the laundry. She always got the most powerful detergent in case she ever got really dirty for any reason.

"That was... more fun than it should have been," said Rarity, returning to her ladylike personality. "Don't breathe a word to anyone, and don't expect me to do that again if anyone besides you is around."

"I already told you I won't."

"Then, let's continue the day." She let out a silent fart.

Bottomless Twilight

Author's Note

Another requested chapter.

This one contains nudity, but it doesn't describe anything explicitly. At least not at the front.

Bottomless Twilight

Twilight Sparkle and Sunset Shimmer sat on Twilight's bed. Their pajama pants were wet and full of a smelly mess.

"Sunset," said Twilight, "have you ever thought of the possibility of alternate realities?"

"Like this world and Equestria?" said Sunset.

"No, like some sort of parallel universe that has a different version of both worlds, with the same people but different stuff goes on? Like, a multiverse?"

"I never really thought about that, but I suppose it could be possible."

"I've been researching it, and I haven't found any real information yet. But I believe there are alternate realities out there..."

...

In one such alternate reality, Twilight had not done her dare with Spike. She had, however, gotten constipated. She was so blocked up by the time she had taken laxatives, that she didn't want to have to rush to a toilet when the urge hit. So, she wasn't wearing any pants, skirt, shorts, or even panties, so she wouldn't have to worry about messing herself. Of course, there was still the issue of making a mess.

"Go for it," said Spike.

"Are you sure?" said Twilight.

"It's really easy for me."

She was a little nervous about it, but decided it would be preferable, and needed Spike's encouragement. She was unashamed of Spike seeing her naked lower half, she'd undressed in front of him before, although she did prefer him to be looking at her from behind.

She was making dinner in the kitchen when she finally felt what she hadn't for days. The pressure was intense, and although she was sure she probably would have made it to the bathroom, she squatted down where she was and felt a few logs make their way out of her butt and onto the floor.

Despite the smell, she felt very relieved when it was done. Although, she was sure this wasn't all of it. But, taking a dump like this wasn't so hard. She could get used to it.

She levitated her mess into a garbage bag that she'd take out immediately once this was over.

8 minutes later, she was eating dinner, when she felt the pressure again. So, she quickly stepped to the side of her chair, squatted down, and pushed out another load similar to the last.

After cleaning it up and finishing her supper, she stood up, and Spike stood in front of her.

"I have to go now," said Spike.

Twilight opened the door to the backyard, when she suddenly felt another urge.

"Mind if I join you?" said Twilight.

"Sure," said Spike.

Twilight and Spike squatted down in the middle of the yard together, and released a few logs of poop each onto the grass.

Twilight went to her bedroom and started reading a scientific book, but then the next urge came. She jumped out of bed and made another mess on the carpet of her bedroom. She decided to clean it up later, got back onto her bed, and read the book.

Only a minute later she needed to go again. Feeling a little more daring, Twilight positioned herself above the bed and let another smelly brown mess ooze out of her rear and onto the bed sheets. She blushed a little at this, but cleaned it up. She almost changed the sheets, but decided to leave it until tomorrow. She didn't know why.

She sat on the couch and watched one of her favorite sci-fi movies. Approximately every five minutes she'd feel an urge hit, so she'd take a dump on the floor, or on the couch, though leaving room on the couch for her without sitting in her mess.

This only happened five times, at the end of which she felt immensely relieved, and, after twenty minutes, she didn't feel any more urges. So, she paused the movie, cleaned up the messes, and put a white pair of panties and her dark blue pajama pants on, and then resumed her movie.

She hadn't cleaned off the spot on the couch, but she had a powerful cleaner and stain remover she knew could get the job done. For now she'd just relax, and she'd take care of the rest tomorrow.

Five minutes in, she felt one more urge. Rather than pull her pants down or rush to the bathroom, Twilight was curious on how it would feel to soil herself. At the moment it seemed more convenient than the other two options.

So, she just relaxed and let it all out into her panties, causing a brown spot to appear on the butt of her pajama pants. She had to admit, she really liked the feeling. The convenience, the warmth it provided her butt, even if it smelled bad.

"Did you just poop yourself?" said Spike.

Twilight blushed lightly. "I think it's kind of fun."

She stayed in her soiled pajama pants for the rest of the movie. About 20 minutes before the end of the movie, she felt one last urge, and without a second thought she let the last few logs come out into her pants, sighing of relief.

This was the last of it, but she knew this wouldn't be the last time she'd mess herself.

After dumping the poop into the toilet and flushing it, Twilight went to bed without changing out of her dirty pajamas.

When she woke up the next morning she needed to poop again. And she didn't feel like getting up yet...

Twily and Sunny's Camping Trip

Author's Note

Another requested chapter by the same person who requested the previous chapters, and again set in the alternate reality.

Twily and Sunny's Camping Trip

It had been a few days since Twilight Sparkle had soiled herself. She had cleaned up everything in her house nicely. Though her panties had a slight brown stain, her pajama pants were spotlessly clean after being washed.

She was now driving a car on a camping trip with Sunset Shimmer, both wearing their Legend of Everfree shorts: Dark purple for Twilight, and gray for Sunset.

They had eaten breakfast together at a restaurant on their way out of town. The omelettes hadn't quite been cooked all the way, and one of the recipes they had shared seemed to contain prunes. Combined with the fact that they had stuffed themselves having an unusually large meal with their friends last night, both of them were very uncomfortable.

Twilight didn't mind pooping around Spike, and liked the feeling of messing herself, but she was a bit embarrassed at the thought of doing either in front of someone else. So, she tried her hardest to hold it in. She let out a loud, wet fart, and blushed, giggling nervously.

Sunset had never soiled herself as far as she could remember, and she didn't want to do it now, in front of Twilight. She moved her butt slightly and farted loudly. Her fart was stinkier than Twilight's, and she opened the window, blushing with embarrassment.

Nine minutes later, Twilight farted again, slightly louder, longer, and wetter than last time.

"Sorry about that Sunny," she said, blushing, "but I can't help it. I REALLY need to go!"

"So do I," said Sunset, releasing an equally loud, equally wet, slightly longer fart.

"There's a gas station coming up. I hope I can hold it until then." PPPPFFFFT!

"You and me both." FFFFFFFFRRRRRT!

Over the next 23 minutes, they became more uncomfortable, and their farts got wetter and more frequent. By now they didn't feel embarrassed about farting in front of each other anymore, since the other was doing the same and their bigger concern was not having an accident.

They reached the gas station, and rushed to the bathroom, but, sadly for them, it was out of order.

So, they ran back into the car and resumed their drive toward the campsite.

"How much longer until we get there?" said Sunset only a minute in, fidgeting and farting loudly.

"It's another hour away," said Twilight.

"Are there any more gas stations?"

Twilight let out another boisterous wet fart. "There's one 40 minutes away."

"I don't think I can hold it that long." Sunset farted for six seconds, and this fart was so wet that her underwear felt a little dirty.

Not twenty minutes into the drive they had to pee too, and fidgeted even harder. With the effort of holding in the contents of their bladders and bowels, they were now farting involuntarily.

About five minutes later, Twilight farted so hard she thought she soiled herself, but although her panties felt dirty there was no mess in them. The brief moment of relief was interrupted by a small spurt of pee dampening her panties.

"I can't hold it anymore," she said, and she pulled over on the side of the road. She ran to the trunk of the car, opened it, and pulled out two large tupperware containers.

Sunset got out of the car and walked over to Twilight, sweating profusely from the effort of holding it in. "What are you doing, Twily?"

Twilight knew it would be embarrassing going to the bathroom in front of Sunset, but it would be more embarrassing soiling herself in front of her, and she knew it would be more embarrassing for Sunset to do the same. Even though she knew she could clean up the stains on the car seats easily if they did.

"I can't make it to the gas station, so I'll do my business in this container. If you don't think you can make it, you should probably do the same."

Sunset was very nervous. She didn't think she could pee or poop anywhere other than a toilet behind a closed door with no one else inside. But, when a three-second leak and a boisterous five-second fart made their way out of her, she had to accept.

Twilight gave one container to Sunset, and they walked to the side of the road, hoping their car would block them from the view of anyone driving by. They were dribbling a bit by the time they were ready. They pulled down their shorts and panties, squatted above the containers, and let it all out.

All Twilight or Sunset could hear was the sound of their pee hitting the plastic, and the gassy sound of shit making its way out of their butts. Both girls blushed beet red at peeing and pooping so loudly right next to each other, and their lower halves naked. But, it was preferable to having an accident in the car.

After about 13 seconds, they were done pooping, but still peeing. At this point, the undeniable feeling of relief made them forget about their embarrassment, and both Twilight and Sunset couldn't help but sigh.

Once they were done, they pulled their shorts back up, got back into the car, and continued on their way to the campsite.

Their underwear felt dirtier than before, and their shorts were a little damp from how much they had leaked, but at least they had avoided soaking them and making a mess in them.

They had taken the very full containers back into the car, on the floor of the back seat.

"Ugh, even with the windows open this smells awful!" said Twilight.

"This smells even worse than my farts," said Sunset. She let out a loud fart and giggled a bit.

...

They reached their campsite and set up their tent. By now their shorts had dried, but still smelled a little. Despite their slightly dirty state they had a lot of fun at the camp.

Until it suddenly started to rain hard. Twilight and Sunset immediately ran into their tent. They were soaked through before they got inside.

...

It was now bedtime. Twilight and Sunset were wearing their pajamas, and a fresh pair of panties. They were ready to go to bed, except for one thing: They really needed to poop, again. And they needed to pee. It was still raining hard outside, and thundering and lightning. Twilight and Sunset were trying their hardest to hold it in, farting as loud and wet as they had in the car.

Twilight's heart was racing. As embarrassing as this was going to be, a part of her felt excited about it, and hoped Sunset wouldn't mind too much.

"It doesn't look like this is going to let up any time soon," she said, farting loudly.

"What are we gonna do?" said Sunset, also letting a wet fart.

"We have no choice but to go in our pajamas."

"No. There is no way-" BBBBBRRRRAAAAP!

"There's no way we can make it." PPPFFFFFFRRRRRRRT! "I'm doing it right... now!"

Twilight relaxed and stopped trying to hold it in. She sighed in relief as she released a wet, brown mess into her pajama pants and panties. About three seconds in she started peeing. She blushed a little at doing this in front of Sunset, but couldn't deny the relief, and how much she liked it in other ways.

Sunset stared as the wetness soaked the legs of Twilight's pants, and a smell stinkier than her own farts entered her nose. The sight made her leak a little, and fart so loud and so wet that her underwear felt dirty.

But... she did have to go really badly. And Twilight was doing it, so she wouldn't make fun of her.

She hesitated, and then released the contents of her bladder and bowels into her underwear and pajamas. She had to admit, she did like the warm feeling around her butt, and the warm wetness soaking her crotch, flowing down her legs, in addition to the relief.

"Ahhhhhh..." Sunset couldn't hide how much she was enjoying this. Twilight giggled. Sunset blushed a little, but knew she wasn't making fun of her, and besides, she was still peeing.

They both finished filling their pajama pants with pee and poop, and were almost disappointed that it was over. Still, they did like the feeling of it. They sat down on their sleeping bags, each feeling her mess squish under her rear and greatly enjoying the sensation. They were wet and smelled really bad, but they didn't mind.

"That wasn't so bad," said Sunset.

"I didn't think it would be," said Twilight. "Because, this wasn't my first time." She didn't even blush, for she knew Sunset loved messing herself as much as she did now.

That night, they tried to get to sleep, but found themselves extremely gassy from some odd berries they had eaten at camp, farting in their heavily-soiled pajamas.

Twilight let out a particularly boisterous wet fart. "I think I might have just made my pants even messier." She giggled.

Sunset farted louder, wetter, and deeper-pitched. "I know I definitely did." She laughed.

They farted for another hour straight, occasionally further soiling their pajamas and laughing every time.

"I have to go pee," said Twilight.

"Me too," said Sunset.

Both girls let out sighs of relief in unison.

...

The sound of the rooster woke them up the next morning. They initially cringed at the horrible smell, but remembered what it was, and no longer felt disgusted.

"Sunset, you awake?" said Twilight.

"I have to pee."

"Me too."

"Do you have to poop too?"

"No, just pee."

"Well I do."

They could tell the sun was out and it was a beautiful day.

"Ahhhhh..." Sunset let it all out right where she was. She didn't want to get up just yet, and she really liked the feeling.

Twilight giggled and started peeing.

The Scat Contest

Author's Note

Another request by the same person.

The Scat Contest

It had been a few weeks since Sunset and Twilight's messy camping trip. They were now having a picnic at the park with the other girls, trying to come up with fun ideas for games.

"Here's an idea," said Rainbow Dash. "How about we all have a sleepover, and we sit on a plastic container bottomless, and by the end of the night whoever fills it up with the most pee or poop wins."

"Count us in!" said Sunset and Twilight at the same time. They blushed a little, feeling they had jumped too quickly at this challenge, but it did sound fun after all the bathroom-related activities they had done together.

"And me too!" said Pinkie Pie, who was also looking forward to it.

"Ah love competin' with you," said Applejack, "so ah'm not gonna pass this challenge up. Besides, four of you are already competin'."

"Well... if the rest of you are doing it, I will too," said Fluttershy quietly. "But... can we at least be wearing panties, and pull them down only to... you know?"

"Sure," said Rainbow Dash. Anything for more of her friends to take part in this.

"Count me out," said Rarity. "I'd never partake in something so unladylike!"

"Come on Rares," said Applejack. "The rest of us are doin' it."

"Yeah," said Pinkie Pie. "It'll be really fun!"

"And we won't tell anyone else," said Sunset. "It'll just be between us."

"I don't know..."

"Come on, Rarity," said Rainbow Dash. "Even Fluttershy's competing."

"Well... All right."

"Tonight at my house?"

The girls all agreed to this.

...

They all met up at Rainbow Dash's house, bringing their pajamas, and a spare pair of panties. Rainbow Dash cooked some food that all of them would eat, most of which would make them have to poop really bad, with a glass of prune juice.

She also made beans part of the meal. Knowing what effect they would have, Rainbow Dash decided to make the contest even more fun for her. She sprinkled fart powder all over each and every food item, and in the prune juice.

When Rainbow Dash wasn't looking, Pinkie Pie did the same.

After eating their dinner, and a slice of cake each that Pinkie Pie had brought over, they changed into their pajama shirts, but wearing only their panties on their lower half.

Twilight's pajama shirt was a light blue T-shirt, Sunset's was purple, Rainbow Dash's was a white and red T-shirt, Applejack's was blue with white apples on it, Pinkie Pie's was a blue tank top with balloons on it, Fluttershy's was green with butterflies on it, and Rarity's was pink with diamonds on it, an alternative to her nightgown.

Sunset's panties were black, Twilight and Applejack's were white, Fluttershy's were green, Pinkie Pie's were a darker shade of pink, Rarity's were light blue, and Rainbow Dash's were a tight pair of boyshorts panties that were the same color as the blue section of her hair, and just as thin as the other girls' panties.

Rainbow Dash already had seven large plastic containers, and wrote their names on each one. Then they sat next to them and waited.

"One more thing," said Rainbow Dash. "The loser has to pee through their underwear all over the floor!"

"Oh NOW you tell us," said Rarity.

About ten minutes in, Rainbow Dash let out a loud fart, and chortled. Pinkie Pie giggled, and let a loud fart of her own.

Twilight also farted, giggling loudly, and Sunset did the same.

Applejack unabashedly let out a loud fart, but didn't laugh.

Fluttershy and Rarity each let out an almost-silent fart.

*pssssssshhhhhhhhh*

They farted some more, Twilight, Sunset, Rainbow, and Pinkie having a lot of fun with it.

Eventually, Rarity could no longer keep her farts silent.

FFFFFFFRRRRRRT!

She blushed. "Excuse me, that was so unladylike..."

"Don't feel ashamed, Rarity," said Rainbow Dash, lifting her leg and farting loudly again. "We're all farting too so you might as well have fun with it!"

Rarity sighed and farted again.

Fluttershy was holding it in for some time, and tried to fart silently again, but instead let out a loud, deep-pitched, five-second fart, and blushed beet red.

Twilight and Sunset put their butts together, both farting loudly, and Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie did the same.

Even with the windows open the room was starting to smell, but they knew it would only get smellier.

"Seriously, even those beans shouldn't be makin' us fart THIS much!" said Applejack after a loud three-second fart.

"I may have spiked everything we ate with fart powder," said Pinkie, giggling as she farted again.

"No, I did," said Rainbow Dash.

"I'm pretty sure I did."

"Well I did it too, so that means..."

BBBBRRRAAAAAAAAAP!

"We both did!" said Pinkie Pie, who proceeded to laugh at Rainbow Dash's boisterous six-second fart, involuntarily farting a few more timed.

"Things are going to get even gassier than I imagined!" said Rainbow.

"Well I don't mind," said Sunset, farting loudly again.

Twilight giggled, and let out a few wet farts.

Rarity and Fluttershy were farting as much as the others, and just as loud.

Over the next half hour, their farts became wetter, and their panties, which smelled of farts already, were starting to feel dirty.

Twilight let out another wet fart.

PPPPPFFFFFRRRRRT!

"I think I might have soiled myself..." Twilight blushed and giggled nervously.

She felt her butt, then dumped her mess into her container. Of course her white panties were still soiled, but she didn't mind.

"It's that time," said Rainbow Dash, farting loudly.

Sunset pulled down her panties and sat on the plastic container as though it was a toilet, releasing several logs into the container. She giggled at how dirty her panties felt when she pulled them up.

"Uhhhh..." Rarity hesitated, and pulled her panties down, letting some hyperscat cascade out of her rear and into her container. She cringed as she pulled her underwear back above her dirty butt.

"Here we go," said Rainbow Dash, pulling down her boyshorts and noisily releasing the contents of her bowels into the container.

Fluttershy was feeling the pressure as well, her last fart being so wet she nearly soiled herself. She was not looking forward to pulling down her panties and doing her business in front of the others. She decided she'd wait for someone else.

As soon as Applejack pulled her panties down, Fluttershy did the same. They sat on their containers and released a brown mess into the containers.

Just as they were done, Pinkie pulled her underwear down and did the same thing very noisily, giggling the entire time.

For the next half hour, it was just farts. Then, the urge to poop hit again.

Twilight and Sunset went first, and Twilight was surprised when a lot of hyperscat made its way out of her.

Then Rainbow Dash, then Applejack and Pinkie Pie.

Rarity let out nearly as much hyperscat as Twilight, and couldn't deny it felt good. She pulled her underwear back up, and then she farted loudly and accidentally soiled herself a little. She blushed profusely, but didn't say anything.

"That sounded wet," said Rainbow Dash. "Careful you don't make a mess in your-"

PPPPPFFFFFFFFFFT!

Rainbow blushed lightly as she sharted her boyshorts. She giggled nervously.

Rarity didn't comment, too concerned with hiding her own accident.

Fluttershy wished she had taken her turn with Rarity. She didn't want to be the only one to pull down her panties, and she really needed to go.

Then she let out a boisterous wet fart, and made a mess in her underwear. She blushed beet red.

"Maybe I wasn't clear," said Rainbow Dash. "You have to get the poop into the container."

Blushing, Fluttershy dumped her mess into the container. The other girls averted their eyes at least. Her green panties still had a brown spot on the butt, so she sat in her soiled panties, feeling ashamed.

About twenty minutes later, they all needed to pee.

"Remember," said Rainbow Dash, "this contest includes pee too!" She sat on her container and peed through her blue boyshorts into it. She farted in the middle of it.

"Rainbow Dash, are you-" Rarity began.

Pinkie sat on her container and also started peeing through her pink panties, looking like she was enjoying it. Then she let out a loud fart and soiled her panties a little. Once she was done peeing she shook the single log of poop out of her underwear and into her container.

Then Sunset and Twilight peed through their panties into their containers, giggling to each other. The other girls had no idea how many times they had wet themselves for fun.

"Oh, fine." Rarity sat on her container and started wetting herself.

Applejack did the same. Fluttershy was already sitting on her container, hoping to pull down her panties quickly if the urge hit again. But, seeing all the other girls pee their panties, it was surprisingly easy for Fluttershy to do the same. She almost even enjoyed the feeling, though blushing lightly at the fact that she was wetting herself in front of all her friends.

Ten minutes later, the third wave hit.

Sunset felt it come immediately, and didn't quite get her underwear down in time. Most of her mess went into her container, and what had gotten into her panties soon followed.

Rarity remembered to dump the mess in her panties into the container before she let out the next wave of hyperscat.

At the end of the fourth wave, with many wet farts in-between (during which Rainbow and Twilight accidentally soiled themselves slightly again), they were done.

"Now, let's see..." said Rainbow Dash, examining the buckets. "Wow, Twilight, yours is overflowing!"

Twilight giggled. It was obvious she won.

"And... Rarity, looks like you get second!"

Rarity's container was full to the top, but not overflowing like Twilight's. She felt embarrassed at how much she how much she went, but at least she didn't win or lose - either would be more humiliating for her.

Rainbow sorted out the other five containers, lining them up by how much was in there.

"So, Sunset, you get third place. Then Pinkie Pie. Then Fluttershy, and Applejack. And... oh come on! I got last? How could I lose at my own contest?"

"You know what you gotta do now, right?" said Applejack.

Rainbow drank a few glasses of water. Then, when the urge hit, Rainbow peed herself, letting the wetness flow down her legs and form a puddle at her feet. Sunset, Twilight, and Pinkie giggled.

Once that was done, they each took a long shower and changed into their new panties and their pajama pants (their shirts had remained clean for the entire contest).

Twilight and Spike's Contest

Author's Note

Done by request, and still set in World 2.

I've been getting so many requests lately I can't seem to catch a break.

Twilight and Spike's Contest

Twilight Sparkle was bored, having finished studying for the day. Only Spike was in the house with her, and she was wearing her tight purple shorts, with white panties underneath.

"Hey Spike, wanna have a farting contest?" said Twilight. "Best out of three for who has the longest fart, the loudest fart, and the stinkiest fart."

"You bet!" said Spike.

Twilight cooked two big plates of beans. And she put fart powder of her own creation on it. Both she and Spike wolfed the beans down.

"Let's take turns farting," said Twilight. "So we can smell them and tell which one stinks the most."

About ten minutes later, Twilight lifted her leg.

FFFFFRRRRRRT!

Spike lifted his leg.

PPPPPPRRRRRRRT!

Twilight giggled, and farted louder.

For a while, their farts were no longer than five seconds. They each had the same maximum volume, and the same smell.

Then Twilight let out a boisterous wet fart.

PPPPPBBBBTTTTTHHHH!

This fart was five seconds long, but it smelled worse than any of the other farts.

"Phew, I don't think I can top that," said Spike.

Twilight giggled, fanning the smell away with her hand.

Then Spike let out a short but very loud fart.

"Right now you're winning for loudest fart," said Twilight.

"All right!" said Spike.

"Unless I fart louder than that..." She paused to fart again. "...or unless you can fart stinkier than me..."

Spike farted again.

"...it comes down to the longest fart!"

They held it for longer to try to fart longer.

Twilight raised her behind in the air.

PPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRT!

This fart was eight seconds long, though not as loud as Spike's fart.

"Ahhhh," Twilight sighed of relief. "I'm winning for longest fart!"

"My turn!" said Spike, and he let out a loud fart that lasted nine seconds. "I'm winning now!"

They continued to fart for another half hour. Their farts didn't get any longer, louder, or smellier than the top ones.

"This feels like a big one," said Twilight. She lay on her back with her legs in the air.

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAP!

This fart was only slightly quieter than Spike's loudest fart, but it lasted ten seconds. Twilight thought her panties felt a little dirty, but she was satisfied that she was winning.

Spike lifted his leg.

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!

To his dismay, this fart was nine seconds long.

"I'm still winning," said Twilight. After about a minute, she lifted her leg and farted for nine seconds. Spike farted for eight. Then Twilight farted again.

PPPPPPBBBBLLLLLSSSSSHHHH!

Twilight's eyes went wide as she made a mess in her shorts. But she wasn't embarrassed, for she liked soiling herself. She giggled, enjoying the sensation.

"Looks like that's the end for you," said Spike, and he farted one last time.

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTT!

This fart was ten seconds long.

"Looks like we tied!" he said.

"Looks like we did," said Twilight. "And I need to change my shorts. But that can wait a while."

"How about we have a pooping contest?" said Spike. "Where whoever makes the biggest poop wins?"

"Ooh, sounds like fun! And let's try to go in as many places as possible!"

Twilight cooked a big meal of stuff that would make them have to poop really badly, including a glass of prune juice. She and Spike had equal amounts.

"I'll start," said Twilight, and she dumped her brown mess out of her shorts and underwear onto the kitchen floor. Her shorts still had a brown spot at the butt and her panties were heavily soiled, but she didn't mind.

Soon the urge to poop hit them.

"My turn," said Spike, and he took a dump onto the living room floor.

Twilight pulled down her shorts and released the contents of her bowels on the couch.

Once the second wave hit, Spike climbed onto the toilet. "I don't usually do this, so it's the perfect spot!"

When Spike climbed off the toilet, Twilight looked into it. "You're winning so far. Oooh...."

Twilight climbed into the bathtub, pulled her shorts down, and made a brown mess in the tub bigger than what was in the toilet.

"Well, this is out," said Twilight, flushing the toilet.

Drinking more prune juice when they felt they were running out, they continued to poop throughout the house: In the basement, on the kitchen chairs, on Twilight's bed. Each of them did their business in each place once, and so far Twilight was winning with the mess she had left in the basement.

The house was starting to smell, of course. But Twilight would have it cleaned up as usual.

They waited as long as possible in the hall.

"This will be the biggest one," said Spike, and he pushed out enough logs to beat Twilight.

"Ooh..." Twilight held it as long as possible, then pulled down her shorts and let a brown mess cascade out of her rear.

It was bigger than Spike's.

"I win!" said Twilight.

"It's not over yet!" said Spike.

But they didn't feel an urge to poop for another half hour.

"I guess you win," said Spike. "But I'll train hard for next time!"

Twilight giggled. "Well, that will be interesting. Oh, I really need to pee." A hissing sound could be heard as her shorts grew wet. "Ahhhhhh..."

"Wanna have a holding contest next?" said Spike.

"Maybe some other time," said Twilight. She suddenly farted, making another big mess in her shorts. "Heeheehee!"

Twilight's Bathroom Dare

Twilight Sparkle was very attractive, but she was also very gassy. Especially when she ate hot dogs and beans, as she had done this particular night.

She would blush profusely with embarrassment whenever she accidentally farted in front of any of her friends. But, when it was just her and Spike, she felt no shame whatsoever, and would unabashedly and constantly fart in his presence.

As a matter of fact, she was a bit more mischievous around him.

Twilight was sitting on her bed on a winter night wearing a dark blue nightgown. Spike was resting, laying down curled up on the corner of the room.

PPPPFFFFFT

"Ugh," said Spike, wrinkling his nose. Because he was a dog, his nose was more sensitive, so Twilight's farts were more smelly to him than to her.

Twilight grinned mischievously. She pulled her nightgown up, revealing her white panties, and put her butt against Spike's muzzle.

BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAP

Spike recoiled while Twilight giggled hysterically.

"Twilight, can you not... Oh, I have to go to the bathroom."

Twilight opened the door into the backyard. It was chilly outside, and it was snowing lightly. Spike ran out, did his business, and ran back into the house, shivering.

"It's so cold out there! Why do I always have to use the bathroom outside? You get to poop in a nice warm bathroom!"

"Why should you get jealous?" said Twilight. "You have so many more places to go than me. Whenever I have to go, I always have to get to a toilet."

"Well, let's see how you like not using a toilet!"

"What do you mean?"

"I dare you to not use the toilet for the rest of tonight, and all of tomorrow!"

"What?!?"

"When you have to pee, or poop, do it anywhere other than a toilet. Including at least once outside in the snow."

"That's..." She thought for a moment. "You know what? I'll do it. Why not? It's just you and me here." She farted loudly. "Time to go to bed. But first, I have to pee."

Twilight started to walk to the bathroom, but remembered her dare. So, she walked to the corner of her bedroom, hiked up her nightgown, pulled down her panties, and peed in the corner. It felt weird to be peeing like this, but part of her did like it.

Once she finished relieving herself, Twilight pulled her panties back up, jumped into her bed, snuggled under the covers, and fell asleep.

She farted several times in her sleep, but Spike slept through it all.

...

Morning came. At the sound of the rooster, Twilight sat up, yawning and stretching her arms. She changed out of her nightgown and into a light blue T-shirt and a cute pair of short, purple shorts, with a white bra and matching panties underneath.

She looked at herself in the mirror, first the front, and then the back. Her butt looked so cute in these shorts.

FFFFFFFRRRRRRRT

Twilight giggled as she let out a loud, wet fart, which woke Spike up. Then she realized she needed to pee. She had just her hand on the bathroom door handle, when she heard Spike's voice.

"Nuh-uh! Remember your dare?"

"Right," said Twilight, blushing lightly. She walked back to her corner of her bedroom, which had mostly dried but smelled funny. She pulled down her shorts and panties and sighed in relief as the pee flowed out of her, splashing on the carpet below. Once she was done she pulled her shorts and panties back up and made her way to the kitchen.

After giving Spike some dog food, Twilight walked into the kitchen and began cooking some toast, one big plate each of beans and scrambled eggs, and a big glass of prune juice to go with it.

Spike chuckled to himself. This was a lot to eat at once, and the prune juice would definitely have an effect on her!

Once Twilight finished her breakfast and drank her prune juice in one gulp, she walked over to her computer and began researching. She farted several times, but too absorbed in her studies, she didn't even giggle.

After about an hour, Twilight needed to take a dump. Peeing outside of a bathroom was one thing, but this would be a lot messier.

Twilight walked into the bathroom. Spike ran in after her, thinking she was going to use the toilet, but instead she walked into the bathtub. She pulled down her shorts and panties, and squatted down. It didn't make a sound, but she could feel three logs make their way out of her butt. It didn't take long for the smell to reach her nose, and she nearly gagged. This smelled a lot worse than her farts.

Once she was done, Twilight pulled her shorts and underwear back up and looked at the mess she had made in the bathtub.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention," said Spike. "You're not allowed to clean anything up until the end of the day."

"Oh, NOW you tell me," said Twilight, but she left her mess where it was and sat back at her desk.

"I need to go too," said Spike.

Twilight opened the door to her backyard and let him out. It was no longer snowing, but the backyard was full of snow, and it was still cold. Twilight shivered until Spike came back in.

"Remember, you have to go at least once outside in the snow," said Spike.

"Right," said Twilight, who wasn't looking forward to it.

...

At noon, Twilight stood up and cooked a lot of hot dogs, as well as pouring another big glass of prune juice.

The instant she finished pouring the juice, she let out a very boisterous, wet fart. She felt like she had almost soiled herself there, and soon, she could feel the pressure in her bowels that wasn't gas.

She also needed to pee.

She stood in the middle of the kitchen, pulled down her shorts and panties, and squatted down.

PPPPPBBBBBTTTTHHHHRRRRT!

A noisier, wetter brown mess than the last time made its way out of her rear, about three seconds before she started peeing. It felt very weird doing this, and she was glad no one but Spike was around to witness it. She blushed a little, but had to admit it was quite a thrill.

She pulled up her shorts and surveyed the damage. A big pile of shit sat in the middle of the kitchen in a puddle of pee, and it smelled really bad. She let out a loud, wet fart, but didn't notice much of a difference in the smell.

She returned to cooking her hot dogs, hoping the smell wouldn't make her lose her appetite. Evidently, it didn't, for when she was finished, she ate eight hot dogs, with mustard and relish on them, in buns. Once she was full, she downed her glass of prune juice in seconds.

Twilight picked out a book from her shelf, laid down on her bed, with her feet in the air, and started to read. It was a really fun book about scientific stuff, and it made the time go by faster. She hardly even noticed how many times she farted while reading the book.

Until, she felt another cramp in her bowels. This wasn't a fart, and she knew it. It felt more intense than the last time. Feeling a little more daring, she closed the book, forgetting to bookmark it, set it to the side, got into a squatting position in the middle of her bed, and pulled down her shorts and underwear.

PPPPPPPPPBBBBBBBLLLLRRRRRT!

Twilight felt another rush of excitement, as well as a major feeling of naughtiness, as she noisily made a big, wet mess on her bed. She would clean this up at the end of the day, and wash the sheets on the highest setting of her washing machine with extra detergent.

"Having fun yet?" said Spike.

"I... it's not as bad as you make it out to be," said Twilight as she pulled her shorts back up. Her underwear felt a lot dirtier now. She was a little uncomfortable at first, but a part of her liked the feeling.

PPPPPPFFFFFRRRRRRT!

Twilight let out another boisterous fart, and she was sure it had made her underwear even dirtier. She felt her butt, and while her panties did feel wet, there was nothing squishy between them and her butt, and she sighed in relief. She lifted her leg and farted again, giggling as the butt of her shorts became a little damp.

She moved to an armchair, and continued reading her book from there. About half an hour later, she needed to pee, so she climbed up onto the kitchen counter, pulled down her shorts and underwear, and peed into the sink.

She continued to read until Spike said he needed to go to the bathroom again. Once he came back in, he reminded her to go outside in the snow before the day was over. Twilight knew she was just putting this off, but it would have to happen eventually.

PPPPFFFFT! BRRRRRT! BBBRRRAAAP!

A series of wet farts made their way out of Twilight's butt, and she knew she would need to go to the bathroom very soon. She ran back to her bathtub, Spike following her to make sure she wasn't using the toilet. Twilight pulled down her shorts and panties and squatted over the mess she had already made in the tub.

Diarrhea exploded out of her rear, so that her first mess was completely coated in a smelly brown liquid. Some of it touched her feet as it poured toward the drain, making her wince slightly.

After about eleven seconds, Twilight finished, panting slightly. It seemed one of her hot dogs hadn't quite settled well with her.

"Can I at least clean my feet?" she asked Spike.

"Nope," said Spike.

Twilight pulled her shorts back up, and sat back on her armchair to continue reading, ignoring how dirty her feet were. She let out a few more wet farts about a minute after she picked up the book. The back of her underwear was very wet now.

When she finished reading her book, she let a few more farts, but decided to try something else. She walked over to the mess she had made in the kitchen, and farted on it for about ten seconds. She giggled at this, and then, feeling the urge to pee, she walked over to her bed, pulled her shorts and panties down, and peed all over the mess she had made on her bed.

Once she was out of her bedroom she noticed that it was about 5:00, time for supper. She cooked a heaping bowl of beans. She really loved beans, and didn't mind that they always made her gassy.

Once she had finished her dinner, and drank three big glasses of prune juice, she let loose with another flurry of wet farts. Her shorts were really starting to smell, though not nearly as bad as the rest of the house.

Twilight sat on the couch and started to watch a Daring Do movie, farting constantly.

Only half an hour into the movie did her farts start to get wetter and more boisterous. She paused the movie and stood up. Spike stood by the back door, looking directly at her. She knew what he was getting at and decided to get this over with.

She walked out into the backyard. It was now snowing again, and she started shivering within seconds. Once she was in the middle of the yard, she pulled down her shorts and her very dirty underwear. The cold air was freezing on her rear, so she decided to do this as quickly as possible.

Her eyes clenched shut, and a wet, brown mess cascaded from her butt, forming a big pile of poop under her. She quickly pulled up her shorts and ran toward the door, but tripped and fell face-first in the snow. Once she got back to her feet, she got inside and closed the door.

"Cold, isn't it?" said Spike.

Twilight nodded, still shivering, and sat back down on the couch, resuming her movie.

Ten minutes later, she needed to pee. She was still a little cold, so she decided to warm herself up. She let out a sigh of relief as she peed right where she was, on the couch. The warmth felt so good, she didn't want it to stop.

Spike heard the soft hissing sound and turned toward Twilight. "Are you peeing in your shorts?"

Twilight blushed, but giggled. She farted loud and wet before she finished, and continued watching the movie in her wet shorts, sitting on the wet spot she had made on the couch.

Once the movie was over, Twilight returned to her computer and did some more research. Her farts were louder and wetter than before.

Two hours later, at about 9:00, she needed to poop again. As she stood up, Spike said he also needed to go.

They walked into the backyard together. It was done snowing, but still cold. Twilight's damp shorts were colder on her so she walked back inside, and waited until Spike was finished. Then she ran to her basement, pulled down her shorts and panties, and noisily released the contents of her bowels all over the basement floor.

Twilight continued to do her research into the night, for she knew the "end of the day" in their deal was midnight. She farted several times, and at about 10:00, she peed, without even moving from her chair.

At 11:30, she needed to poop again. So, she walked over to a chair next to the dining table, pulled it out, pulled down her damp, smelly shorts and underwear, and released what she suspected would be the final big mess all over the chair.

She returned to her research, and before she knew it, the clock struck twelve.

"Way to go Twilight!" said Spike.

Twilight put her necklace on and telekinetically cleaned up her messes everywhere, scrubbing the spots left on the ground, carpet, and mattress while throwing her sheets in the wash.

"Aren't you gonna change?" said Spike.

"Right, I forgot." Twilight blushed. "I can wait until after the sheets are done."

"So, what'd you think about that?"

"I... I actually like using the bathroom in random spots. So from now on, when I'm at home alone, I'll go to the bathroom anywhere besides the toilet."

"And I have to go outside in the cold."

"After what I did today, you have my permission to use the house as your toilet as well."

"Awesome!"

Twilight let out a boisterous wet fart, accidentally making a big mess in her shorts. She blushed, but giggled a bit, enjoying the sensation.

Twily and Sunny's Scat Fun 2

Author's Note

Written by request. Expect it to be as disgusting, low-quality, and stretchy as the previous chapters. More so, actually, for anyone without the scat fetish. You have been warned.

Twily and Sunny's Scat Fun 2

Sunset Shimmer arrived at Twilight's house for another session of their bathroom-related fun. She was wearing a white and pink T-shirt and a short, tight pair of jean shorts. She also brought her pajamas with her.

She knocked on the door. Twilight answered, wearing her Legend of Everfree outfit, a light blue T-shirt and short, tight, fairly thick purple shorts.

"I got lots of soda for us, and lots of food that will make us poop a lot," said Twilight.

"Sounds good," said Sunset.

Twilight farted, then giggled. "And lots of fart powder."

So they went inside, and Twilight cooked their dinner for today. They wolfed it down and then drank five glasses of soda with fart powder sprinkled in.

Soon, they felt the effects of the fart powder. Twilight let out a loud, wet fart. Sunset chuckled and let out a loud fart of her own.

After several more farts, Twilight said "Let's fart on random things."

"Sounds good." Sunset walked over to Twilight's pillow and sat directly on it.

BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRT!

Twilight giggled, looking forward to sleeping on a pillow that smelled like Sunset's farts. She positioned her butt next to her slippers.

FFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRT!

Then Sunset farted on the plate they had eaten their dinner on. Twilight farted on a bottle of soda that hadn't been opened yet.

Sunset got down on all fours. "Put your face next to my butt," she said.

Twilight positioned her head right next to Sunset's tush. She had the biggest butt of any of her friends and she especially liked how it looked in those shorts.

An explosive wet fart made its way out of Sunset, blowing Twilight's hair back a bit. It smelled absolutely foul, but Twilight inhaled deeply and slapped Sunset's butt, causing her to fart again.

Sunset farted in Twilight's face a few more times, before she said "All right, now it's my turn."

Twilight and Sunset turned around so Twilight's butt was in Sunset's face. Sunset also greatly enjoyed the view. Twilight let loose with a flurry of wet farts that smelled just as bad as Sunset's farts. Sunset slapped Twilight's butt after a particularly long fart.

Then they pressed their butts together and took turns farting, enjoying the vibration of each other's farts. Their shorts smelled really bad by now.

Until they started to feel an urge to pee from the soda they drank.

"I have to go pee," said Twilight.

"Me too," said Sunset. "Who should go first?"

"I will. Last time, I couldn't hold it when you peed on me. You held it the time before."

"Understood." Sunset sat down, farting loudly as she did so.

Twilight removed her glasses, positioned herself above Sunset, and began peeing. Her stream soaked her shorts before passing through them and showering Sunset, wetting her from head to toe. Twilight enjoyed the feeling of wetting herself, and Sunset enjoyed the golden shower even more. The warmth of the pee and the smell was absolutely amazing to her. She was better at holding her pee than Twilight so she was able to hold it in and still take maximum pleasure in this.

Once Twilight finished, she sat in her puddle, and Sunset stood above her. Pee dripped off her onto Twilight, which Twilight loved, and she knew more than a few drips would be coming soon.

Sunset started to pee in her already-wet shorts, so it passed through rather quickly and poured onto Twilight, soaking her completely. Twilight let out a moan of pleasure at this. Once Sunset was finished, Twilight let out a sputtering wet fart in their puddle. Sunset sat beside her, and for the next fifteen minutes or so, they farted repeatedly.

Until finally, their farts got wetter and stinkier, at which point they knew they were close to having to take a dump, and they had a plan for this.

Twilight stood up. "I think now is the time-"

A dirty wet fart made its way out of her, and a bit of poop plopped into her underwear.

"I agree." Sunset removed her shorts and black panties, placed them in the puddle, and emptied her bowels with hyperscat on the floor.

Twilight removed her shorts and white panties (which were now yellow with a brown stain at the back) and also placed them in the puddle, and also released a large torrent of hyperscat on the floor.

For a few minutes, they casually walked around bottomless, until they each added to their piles of hyperscat.

"How about we use my old potty chair?" said Twilight.

"Sounds good," said Sunset.

Twilight got out the old potty chairs she and Shining Armor had used in the past. First she released the contents of her bowels into one, then Sunset did the same with the other. Then they took their shorts out of their puddle and put them back on.

They rubbed their butts against each other, which felt dirtier now. About ten minutes later they needed to poop again.

Twilight sat down and held her hands out. Sunset pulled down her shorts and emptied her bowels onto Twilight's hands. Twilight loved how squishy it felt. Twilight smeared some of it on herself and put a bit of it in Sunset's shorts once she'd pulled them back up. Then they switched positions. Twilight released some hyperscat onto Sunset's hands, she smeared it all over herself and placed it in Twilight's shorts.

"That smells real bad," said Sunset.

"Same for you," said Twilight.

Both girls giggled. Then they sat in the piles of poop they had left on the floor, wiggling their butts around and getting their shorts extremely dirty, while occasionally farting.

When they felt they needed to poop again, Sunset laid down. Twilight knew what this was a signal for. She walked over to her, pulled her soiled shorts down, and let hyperscat cascade onto Sunset, mainly in the belly region. Sunset moaned in pleasure and smeared it on herself as much as she could.

Then Twilight laid down back in her mess. Sunset positioned herself above Twilight's chest, pulled down her shorts, and released another torrent of hyperscat on her. Twilight also smeared it on herself. The room was full of a horrible stench, but they loved it.

They sat in their mess and continued to make conversation, farting at least once a minute. Soon they needed to pee again, and just let it out in their shorts where they sat.

Then they felt diarrhea coming. With a few wet farts and pained expressions on their faces, they each knew they were feeling the same thing.

"I'll go first," said Twilight.

Sunset laid facedown in the mess. Twilight sat on Sunset's butt, and noisily released her explosive diarrhea into her shorts. It leaked out of the leg holes and quite a bit of it got on Sunset. Sunset enjoyed the feeling of this, while Twilight loved messing herself in this way.

After a wet fart, Twilight got off Sunset and assumed the position herself. Sunset sat on Twilight's butt, and both squealed with pleasure at the feeling of the diarrhea squelching between their butts. Sunset filled her own shorts with explosive diarrhea, and Twilight was so excited she peed a little more.

Then Sunset wiggled her butt around, both her and Twilight feeling their mess squish between them.

They played around in their mess some more, often smearing more poop on themselves or each other. Until they felt the next wave of diarrhea.

Twilight got down on all fours. Sunset pressed her face directly against her butt. It was absolutely filthy, as her shorts were saturated with poop and smelled awful. Just as Sunset liked it. Twilight grunted and released her next mess into her shorts, which gave Sunset as much pleasure as her. Sunset rubbed her face against Twilight's butt to get as much of it on her face as possible, causing some of the mess to squish out of the leg holes of her shorts.

Then Sunset let out a wet fart. "I don't know how much longer I can hold it," she said.

Twilight laid on her back, having slightly different preferences for this part than Sunset. Sunset sat on Twilight's face. It was quite a messy experience given the state Sunset was in, and Twilight loved it.

Sunset noisily released more explosive diarrhea, soiling herself even more and Twilight's face. Twilight took immense pleasure in this. Once Sunset was done, she wiggled her butt around in Twilight's face. Twilight loved how it felt. Sunset's butt was so soft, plus there was the mess between it and her face. Sunset let out a sloppy wet fart in the middle of it, and Twilight was sure she had just soiled herself a little more.

They got up and continued to sit in their extremely messy state, until they needed to poop again. This time, Twilight remained sitting and Sunset stood above her like with their golden showers. She pulled her shorts down and showered Twilight with diarrhea, covering her entirely. Not that there were any clean spots on her anymore at this point. Sunset pulled her shorts back up then sat down in the mess, and Twilight did the same to her. As soon as Twilight pulled her shorts back up, she farted and soiled them a little more.

They smeared the poop on themselves some more, then rubbed their butts against each other, farting and soiling themselves a little more.

Until finally, it was time to take a bath. They climbed into the bathtub in their soiled state, and the water turned brown really quickly.

Twilight farted in the tub, and giggled. Sunset chuckled and also farted under the water.

"Ahhhh," said Twilight.

"Are you peeing in the tub?" Sunset asked.

Twilight nodded.

"So am I," said Sunset.

They farted some more after this, until eventually they soiled themselves again, dirtying the water even further.

After about a half hour of this, they eventually decided to clean up for real. They drained the water, showered themselves off, then refilled the tub and scrubbed each other all over. Then they changed out of their wet, stained outfits into their pajamas. Sunset's were pinkish purple and Twilight's consisted of a blue T-shirt and dark blue pajama pants with a star design. Twilight cleaned up their mess, and they climbed into bed.

"That was a lot of fun, as usual," said Twilight.

"I have to pee," said Sunset.

"Me too," said Twilight.

Both girls peed their pajamas at once, giggling as they deliberately wet the bed. Then Sunset let out a loud fart. Twilight farted wetter and higher-pitched. Both girls kept farting and laughing until they soiled their pajamas with a lot of hyperscat. They laughed at this and then went to sleep.