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Can’t wait, love your writing! Make sure you put some smelly farts in it !

The little Fox (Shota, Soiling)

Cassidy was two hours into his first time ever trick or treating alone and was doing quite well for himself, his little pumpkin bucket was nearly half full and that was with him constantly snacking on candies as he made his way through his neighborhood.

The young boy's particularly adorable costume likely helped in his quickly growing candy stash. He wore a soft, fluffy fox onsie, complete with a fluffy tail and a hood with ears on it. Only smiling brown eyed face showing, his short brown hair hidden away by the hood. He walked down the block, popping another peice of chocolate into his mouth, pausing to savor the taste as he walked up to the next house and rang the doorbell

"Trick or treat!" He chimed brightly as a woman opened the door and promptly comented on how cute he was in his little fox costume, tossing a few bite sized peiced of candy into his bucket. Cassidy smiled brightly and quickly turned to rush off to the next house, grabbing another peice of candy as he did so and popping it into his mouth. Though his hasty walk was slowed to a stop as he laid his eyes on the next house, a large, dark looming property with corpses hanging from the porch and skeletons in yard. For a moment the young boy considered just walking past the big spooky house, but caught a glipse of some other kids walking away, chatting to eachother about the large candy bars they had been given.

So Cassidy approached, slowly, some of the lawn ornements going off as he neared, skeletons laughs and witches cackling. Cassidy suddenly paused, his insides squirming. Be it nerves or the large amount of chocolate he had eaten, he didn't know, but shortly after a sudden cramp gripped his young stomach. He held it and let out a little groan, waiting for the pain to pass before continuing to walk slowly up to the front door.

He hesitated to ring the doorbell, gulping as a chill ran up his spine. His insides felt like they were moving and every once in a while he heard his stomach bubbling ominously. The closer the young boy got to the door the more nervous and unwell he felt, but soon he managed to reach the doorbell, his finger hovering as he was afraid of what might answer the door.

Yet before his finger ever touched the doorbell the door flew open and a horrid disfigured form lurched out him screetching, its face ripped off and hanging as it let out horride screetch and rushed the young boy. Cassidy gasped and froze, his eyes going wide. He opened his mouth to scream, a shrill girlish noise that was interupped half way through by a sudden strange grunt.

"Ahhh-ughhngghh" he screamed and grunted as fear and an ill timed cramp constricted his abdomen.

-Flrrttt- the wet sound of his fart could be heard as mess suddenly began to spill out of his young hole and into his white breifs. His knees bobbed as a look of fear and discomfort ovetook his face, he looked up at the horrid creater...only to discover that it was little more than a teenager in a mask.

Cassidy grunted in discomfort, trying to stop the surge of filth flowing into his underpants. The seat of his onsie bulged out as his underwear filled up, a wet squelching noise could be heard as his tiny undergarments could no longer contain his mess. The dark brown, wet filth spilled out from his underwears leg holes, leaking out from under his butt and spilling down his thighs, dripping all the way down to the back of his ankles, all contained within the onsie.

"Oh my god, did you just shit yourself" the teen snickered, the voice clearly male. "Holy shit that reeks, wow get the fuck out of here kid. Sick!"

The teen promptly turned around and walked back into his house, slamming the door behind himself. Leaving Cassidy alone on his porch with a suit full of shit. Cassidy sucked in a quaking breath, feeling hugely embarassed, though he had more pressing matters and couldn't break down crying. He had the all too difficult task of walking all the way home with a massive heap of shit in his underwear.

The young boy turned around, cringing as he felt the hot brown filth squish around in his underwear. Smearing between his legs and squirting all the way up to his little balls. He moved to the stairs, walking awkardly as the hefty mass of shit swayed with each step. He moved to the stairs and took his first step down, groaning immediately as the motion caused a great deal of his shit to spilled down the the back of his leg, splattering on his ankle and into his sneaker.

He pushed forward, each step only causing more warm filth to spill down down his legs and splatter all over his sneakers. The stench was foul, but at the very least, with most of it having spilled down his legs, the bulge on his rear was now much smaller, and the fuzzy material didn't show the stains of his filth. This would help him descreetly get home...but with a small bulge still showing he did the one thing he could think to do before setting off to walk home

He reached behind himself and pressed hard on the bulge, squishing in and the shit contained within. Cringing as the slowly cooling shit mushed into all of his little creavices and further spilled out onto his legs. He took a breath, his nose wiggling as his own stench assaulted his nose before begining to walk home, endevouring to walk as 'normally' as he could despite his pants being full of shit.

cant wait to see the loli ones :3

Great story! Only wish it was some solid stinking shit instead of diahrea but i'll take it

Hmm nice start but I expected something more erotic, like maybe that monster being some girl who later helps that poor boy to clean up with all appropriate consequences.
But oh well, I will consider your story ending a twist ending ;)

>>15118
Awesome!!

hoping for more shota stories!

whens the next?

Sorry for the lack of sex in this one, I don't typically have a lot of time to write and tend to just focus on the soiling aspect of it.

As for it being soft poop, well I love a good solid turd as much as the next guy, but everyone needs a little variety!

Im not sure if there will be more shota stories, but like I said I don't know what stories im going to write or how many.

Finally, as for the next story, I may get to writing it this weekend. If you've read my other stories, expect to see a familiar face...or rather...read about a familiar face....

>>15179
tbh glad it didnt have sex, i dont read your stories for sex, i read them for gas, nasty poop and humiliation. your one of the best writers, keep it up

I don't like nothing about shit, but this is a nice story, I can't wait for the next part

The pumpkin (Loli, desperation, scat, pee)

She wanted to run, but was already well past the point of being able to. The little green hair girl groaned and gripped her abdomen as she stopped dead in her tracks in the middle of the street, fight off a wicked cramp. She was dressed as a little witch, a dark puple robe purple robe and pointy top hat with a long cape. Her sneakers were the only thing that she wore that wasn't part of the costume, a simple pair of ratty beat up green and white sneakers.

Her name was Lizzy and she had suddenly succumbed to a series of wretched cramps only an hour into trick or treating. Though it was far from the young girls fault, her parents had recently started eating healthier but thanks to that, she hadn't been so constipated she hadn't been able to poop for two days now, despite visiting the toilet three times today. Yet now, after eating some chocolate and at the worst possible time she started having cramps and could feel a thick turd pounding against her sphincter from the inside, like a ram trying to bust down a castle gate.

She groaned in pain, she wanted to rush back home, but was fearful she could hardly make it a few steps. Desprate the young girl sucked in a breath and stood up straight, clenching her fists as well as her buttcheeks. She tigthened her sphincter as much as she could, feeling the massive turd contained within her rectum slowly slipping back inside her. She whimpered, the pain of the cramp was intense, but through sheer force of will and after nearly a minute of standing there, it passed, leaving her panting and exausted, and acutely aware that she wouldn't last through another.

The young girl had no choice she moved hurriedly over to the next house, a lazily decorated home with no lights on. She lacked rhe endurance to make it home, or to any nearby store that had a bathroom. She would have to ask a stranger to use their toilet, as embarrassing as that might be. A single jack o lantern sat on the porch. She rushed up to the door and knocked franticly before rigning the doorbell.

"h-hello! HELLO!" She shouted desprately. She felt her insides shift and gurgle.

"Oh no...oh noo..." She whined as she spotted what was just to the left of the door. To her, it was rhe most horrifying thing that entire night. A bowl of candy, mostly empty, with a little sign that said 'Please take only one'. The realization hit her at the same time as another cramp. No one was home and she was about to shit her panties. The cramp quickly grew more intense as tears welled up in the young girl's eyes, she didn't know what to do.

Her stomach hurt so badly, she didn't even want to try and fight the intense cramp, knowing she couldn't hold it back any longer. She did the only thing she could, she turned away from door, so at least her back wasn't facing the street, where people might see her heaping filth into her panties. Yet luckily for her there were few people around, and only a couple of kids across the street, slowly walking out of sight. Just then, the little girl got a brilliant idea!

Witht the cramp growibg more intense she moves quickly, dropping her candy bag and hobling over to the jack o lantern. She yanked off its top and tossed it asside before reaching under her robe and slipping her panties down to her ankles. The small girl dropped her pale ass down on the top of the jack o latern. With a sigh she loosened up her tightened muscles and was greeted with a hissing fart that squeaked and crackled through the thick turd that slowly began to breach her opening sphincter.

Lizzy groaned and dubled over, seeing the face of the jack o latern as a thick turd pushed much too slowly out of her little asshole. The Jack o latern was a simple one, a big mouth with spikey teeth, menacing eyes and a little triagle for a nose with a little candle inside. Lizzy winced, the cramp continued getting worse, even as she gave in, but her whole hole was blovked by the sheer girth of the turd, now hanging an inch out of her asshole.

"Come...on!" She whined, tears in her eyes. She began to push, her little asshole aching as it was stretched to its limit by her own turd. It slipped out another inch and then exploded out of her asshole with shocking force

-Prrff plfffllll-

The thick turd was followed by a rope of much softer shit, it dropped down, visibale from within the jack lanterns mouth as the thick turd collapse and was soon burried under softer turds . Lizzy moaned her mouth dropped open as an intense releif rendered her mind blank. Droll spilled down from her mouth and she continued to shit two days worth of meals into a pumkin. Her bald little pussy gushed piss, spraying in a forceful stream right at the nose of the jack o lantern. Piss splattered wildly, spraying all over rhe back of her legs and spilling out onto the pavement. Some runnding down her calfs and seeping into the back of her socks.

Yet the little girl wasn't able to care, the relief was too intense for her to think of anything. She farted loudly, sending flecks of shit flying into the pumpkin. The candle long since burried under shit. Another wet fart sputtered out of her hole, and a soft stream of hot thick shit spilled out of her, like warm mud. It splatter grossly atop the heap and soon flowed out of the mouth of the jack o lantern. The massive heap of shit only contained within thanks to it being solid, but the softer shit just flowed out, spilling into the pavement as if the jack o latern had vomitted it out.

Lizzy was finished in less than a minute...and stood, her knees wobbling. She thought about what to do next and realized pulling up her panties would just ruin them...so she did the only thing that made sense. She used her own under garments to wipe her ass before dropping them into the pumpkin. Lizzy sighed, feeling like a whole new girl, and a few pounds lighter. She grabbed her candy bag and swiftly skipped away, leaving a fetid mess of a jack o latern behind, fill of shit, sprayed with piss and reeking like death!

>>15205
Actually, that was pretty funny especially the ending when she left her panties. along with her shit. that will be a good gift for the owner of that house LOL

Maybe you just missed the opportunity to add one or 2 sentences how she is going back bare bottom as that would be quite hot.
Otherwise excellent work

I decided to make a few pictures for that story as it looks quite funny and cute.
www.gurochan.cx/3dcg/res/25750.html

i hope you come back

Gurochan was down for a while, but I'm around, I haven't written anything in a while, but unfortunately gurochans downtime ended my anthology early. Maybe I'll do something new within a couple of weeks if there's any demand for it.

>>16093

Well, I'D love to hear (and maybe fap to) some more loli and shota scat/pee lewe fiction.

>>16093
please, i love your writing. having fart stories with loli is SO hard to find. and you do it best!

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On this Halloween night, as the last rays of the setting sun cast a warm, orange glow across the sky, a young figure darted through the streets, clad in a witch's hat and robe. Her name was Niah, a young girl with dark skin and sparkling amber eyes dressed as a witch

Complete with a black hat that hid her puffy hair and a little skirt. She had been trick-or-treating all by herself, enjoying the thrill of exploring her neighborhood and filling her pillowcase with an abundance of candy. The crisp autumn air, laced with the scent of burning leaves and wood smoke, seemed to envelop her like a cozy blanket.

But alas, as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. As Niah continued to collect sweets, she began to feel a strange twinge in her tummy. It was then that she realized she had to go to the bathroom - badly. Though the young girl knew her mother wouldn't let her back out after sundown...and her candy bag was only half full. So, with a sigh of resignation, she decided to hold it in for as long as she could.

She continued down the block, her little legs carrying her swiftly past the lit-up houses and their excited occupants. The excitement of the night and the thought of more candy kept her mind off her discomfort...until she rounded a corner and saw it: the house with the most amazing Halloween decorations she had ever seen. Lights were flashing, music was blaring, and a giant inflatable witch towered over the entire yard. Niah couldn't resist; she had to stop and take it all in.

As she stood there, gazing in awe at the spectacle before her, the uncomfortable feeling in her tummy began to grow stronger. She bit her lip and clenched her fists, willing the sensation to go away. But it was no use. The sudden cramp gripped her tummy fiercely...like a skeletal claw crushing her guts in its boney palm. She groaned and thrust her hips forward, clenching her cheeks tightly as she felt a thick mass pounding against the inside of her pooper, eager to force itself out and into her panties!

She knew if she didn't do something quick...she would soil her panties. Her night would be over and her mom would likely take her candy away for having an accident. Niah did the first thing she could think of. The sort of idea only a desperate child would think up. She grabbed her witch's hat, the one she had decorated with fake spiders and plastic webs. She gasped as the pain in her tummy tightened and she felt her pucker opening up. She let out a little whine. Bouncing on her feet as she tried to clamp up her hole, even as a low hissing fart sent foul air blowing past the thick turd that was forcing itself out. She knew it wasn't going to stop, she was at her limit sooner than she anticipated...and if she didn't act now...her pillow case wouldn't be the only thing filled with chocolate.

Niah clumsily took off her witch's hat, revealing her messy hair and flushed face. She leaned over, holding her hat close to the ground, and squatted down. The turd was massive, and she could feel it pressing against her opening with all its might. With a shuddering breath, she let go of her hat and placed it on the ground, the brim angled upwards. With a crackling fart the turd slid out of her, landing with a soft splat inside the hat.

Her eyes fluttered as relief washed over her, her body urging her to release fully...and she willingly gave herself to the sensation, pushing with a little grunt. Forcing a sputtering fart as more soft, knobbly turds began to crawl out of her hole. It grew softer as it slid from her anus, slipping out of her quickly towards the end and piling into the hat in a heap. A gradient of shit that started dark brown and firm and ended as a soft light tan mush, smushing and smearing against the harder turd.

"Aahhh~" Niah couldn't help but gasp out loud as she fully emptied her bowels. Imagining that she got away with it consequences free. She would just tell her mommy that she lost the had to a strong wind! The clever girl had it all figured out! Until she pulled up her panties and turned to see a teen boy with a blinking neon mask with X's over the eyes.

"Nice hat," he said, grinning, pointing at the brim. "Looks like it's got a nice coating of...something." Niah's heart sank as she realized he had seen her defecate into the hat. Her face burned with embarrassment, and she felt a hot flush creeping up her neck. She wanted nothing more than to disappear into the night, but she knew there was no escape.

"It...its just candy!" She shouted, saying the first thing that came to mind.

The boy cocked his head, looking over the large heap of shit was was steaming in the cool autumn air. Behind his mask he smirked, the girl really thought he was stupid.

"Oh, right, sure," he drawled, taking a step closer. Niah shrank back, her hands trembling.

"Oh candy huh? Guess it got all melted, judging by the color and texture." He paused, his gaze flickering over her for a moment and then to the shit filled hat. The girl's lie not fooling anyone.

The boy grabbed the hat and lifted it. The heft of her mess dropping down into the tip of the had. The boy couldn't help but be impressed by the size of it. The hat was half full...and the girl was so small!

"Well...just because it's melted doesn't mean its bad. You should put it with the rest of your candy." With that, the boy moved quickly, grabbing for the pillow case. Niah reacted quickly. Pulling the candy filled bag back to her, causing the mouth of the bag to open wide in a triangle, the tip point clenched in the teens fist while the other two points were gripped by Niah.

With a sudden movement the teen overturned the hat. Dumping her still warm shit right into her handy bag. It dropped atop her stash of of candy with a wet, squelching splat. Spreading our over her prized candy and burying it in her shit. The teen dropped the hat inside fore good measure before stepping back and grabbing his sides as he laughed maniacally.

Niah's face flushed a deeper shade of crimson as she watched the boy dump her own poop all over her candy. Her insides twisting in knots, disgust, shame and anger all tying themselves up inside her. She wanted to scream, to lash out, but she was too embarrassed. The tears threatened to spill over, but she forced them back. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

The boy laughed and laughed, enjoying her discomfort far too much. Other kids gathered around, drawn by the commotion, their faces lit up with amusement. Niah felt a burning sensation in her chest, like her heart was about to explode. This was the worst thing that had ever happened to her. She had never felt so humiliated in her life. Unable to summon a response she dropped the bag and ran off.

Behind her she could hear the teen talking to the kids that had gathered around him...not a moment after they all squealed 'Ewww!' all together. She felt hot tears pour down her face, knowing they had just peered inside the bag and saw her poop. She burst into a sprint and didn't stop until she had made it home.

Her parents were in the living room watching TV. "Niah? Honey, are you okay?" Her mom asked, seeing her distressed daughter burst through the front door.

"Where's your hat?"

>>26068
Nice to see yous still alive :)

interesting story idea although I don't see for what reason she decided to do it in her own hat rather than as usual somewhere :)

>>26076

Because pooping outside is NAUGHTY! Her mom raised her better than that!

Also poop hat is cute!