Peter lets out a long, wet fart. Meg takes it in her mouth, unable to handle the stench with her nose. Liquid shart oozes through Peter’s shit-stained, sweaty underwear that he clearly hasn’t changed in a week.
Meg coughs, feeling the heat and taking in Peter’s hot and spicy fart, tasting the bits of hot shit oozing into her mouth.
“You like it, don’t you Meg?” Peter asks.
Meg protests but Peter explodes into her mouth. He hadn’t realized the sharts, so used to carrying brown in his underwear, but this time a hot stream spewed from his ass, filtered by the underwear. He had a bright idea.
“Say you like it!” He demanded, rubbing his shit-covered underwear all over her face.
Meg just wanted it to stop.
“I like it…” she choked “I like it.”
“You like what?!”
“I like your farts.”
“You like my farts and what else? You like when I poo in your mouth?” He sat deeper and let out more shart. The pungent concoction dripped into her mouth as hot fart filled her lungs. She needed air, but the shit was blocking her throat. She had no choice but to swallow Peter’s hot chocolate.
“Eat it! Eat it, Meg. Say you like eating my doodoo!”
He relented just enough for the words to leave her shit-covered lips, “I like eating your doo-doo.”
“Peter?! Oh my god what is that?!” Lois voice rang as she came home from the gym.
“That smell? That’s Meg eating my doo!” He laughed. “You heard her. She said she likes it!”
“No, I mean that!” She pointed at his crotch. “I haven’t seen you that hard in years!” Lois sounded excited.
“Well she should have more then!” Peter farted a hot loud shart into his underwear.
Meg no longer fought it. Her mom was in on it. This was her life now. She already knew she was Peter’s toilet forever now.
“Bring her to the master bathroom.” Lois ordered. “I have been plugged up since taco Tuesday and I think the gym got me going. Get ready for some dinner, Meg!”
Peter stood and removed his underwear, letting the browned cloth drip onto Meg’s face.
She didn’t fight it as he grabbed her head, faced the whole in his underwear toward her mouth and shoved it inside, shit first.
She could barely see his throbbing, veiny cock and sweaty, hairy, shit-covered sack as he scrubbed the underwear on her tongue. Pushing it in and pulling it out as she submitted and sucked the putrid shit off and swallowed it down. She scrubbed it so much with her tongue that she actually started to suck the old dirt and sweat out of his underwear.
“That’s right Meg, suck on that underwear like you’re sucking a cock.”
He pulled the underwear out and she breathed. All she could smell was shit. She wasn’t sure if it was the air, her face, or if her nose was permanently tainted. She could still taste the sour hot mix of her dad’s underwear contents, but she had been his punching bag for so long , she was used to it. Even though he never gone, she knew her place.
She stood and walked to the master bathroom without being told Lois waited inside removing her gym clothes. Lois took a sweaty sock off her foot, and said, “let’s clean off your face.”
She rubbed the sweaty dirty, sock all over Meg’s face, smearing the shit into the pores of her skin.
“Uh-oh,” Peter said, his face getting red.
“Meg sit on the toilet!”
“What?” Meg asked. She didn’t have to go.
“On to toilet, now Meg!” Peter yelled.
Meg obediently sat on the toilet as Peter hurriedly turned his ass toward her.
Meg didn’t even have to be told to open her mouth.
Like a muddy firehose, a chocolate river flowed from Peter’s ass, overfilling Meg’s mouth and drenching her face and clothes in her father’s mess. Farts and air escaped the shit-faucet, adding an unforgettable sound to the wet brown blanket she now wore.
“Start cleaning it up now, Meg!” Lois cheered. “Meg the toilet, and now Meg the bidet!”
Meg leaned forward and started licking the shit off Peter‘s ass, her face deep inside his cheeks, her tongue getting deeper into his rectum than toilet paper had ever been, but she had so much shit on her own face that it kept smearing more and more shit on his ass. She kept having to swallow and swallow every lick just to get more of this shit down into her belly, so it wouldn’t smear.
“Lick the shit off his balls, too, so I can fuck him while you clean up every drop of shit in this bathroom with your mouth,” Lois ordered.
Peter turned around and presented his hard, veiny cock, and Meg realized this was the first time she’d be giving oral. An unforgettable experience. She rubbed her tongue around his tip, meaning to clean around it, and do a thorough job of cleaning any essence of shit off of her father‘s genitals, but as soon as her tongue touched, he thrusted inside her shit filled mouth. The shit residue from her tongue gripped his hard cock and she knew she would have to suck it long and hard to get it all the way clean. He relentlessly humped her mouth, his hot ballsack slapping against her neck, which was covered in his shit.
Finally, he allowed her to clean his sack. His hard cock still throbbing, but the cum wasn’t for her. She was doing this so he could please her mom with a clean dick. She was being a good daughter.
When her tongue had massaged every centimeter of Peter sack, he stepped aside, and Lois presented her sweaty foot. She rubbed it up and down Meg‘s chest, coating it in her father’s still steaming shit.
“Suck my toes if you want to eat my shit Meg.”
Meg knew she wanted to. From her hard day, to this, she realized her place in the world. This was her home, and where she belonged. She had to submit for a sense of purpose.
Meg diligently cleaned her mother‘s feet with her tongue, savoring the flavor of her callused and sweaty soles, as it was a much better flavor than her Father’s shit. Licking her mother’s foot sweat and toe jam felt like a reward after climbing through the muck, her father had left.
Lois made sure to thrust an entire foot deep into Meg‘s mouth, deep throating her with a vicious foot fuck. She could practically wiggle her toes against Meg’s uvula as she gagged.
“You’re finally ready,” Lois said. “Had to make sure your mouth was ready for the big prize.”
Lois turned around and dropped her panties, letting the odor of gym sweat from her cooch and ass flood Meg’s nostrils. Meg dipped her face in her mother’s musky asshole, and began to lube up her anus with her tongue. Lois’ ass was much sweeter than Peter’s, but Meg knew she wouldn’t be able to pick favorites. She would be having many encounters with both of them, she knew.
With a loud groan, Lois’ turd started to rear its head. While Peter’s was hot and filled with liquid, Lois had a monster.
The thick turd slowly ebbed its way into Meg’s mouth. She covered it with her tongue, licking it and lubing it so it would come out of Lois’s, but the long, thick shit was far bigger than her father’s cock.
The shit got as far into Meg’s throat as she could take it, and Lois stepped forward to give the shit more room, but then had a devious idea.
Lois started thrusting the shit forward and backward in Meg’s mouth, face-fucking her with the colossal turd.
After an impossibly long time, Meg’s jaw was sore. Lois stepped away, detaching from the iron ooop that was deep in meg’s mouth, with several inches still sticking out.
“Haha how’s that for a foot long?” Lois said proudly.
She looked at her daughter Meg. Meg’s face was covered and caked in shit that had already started to dry in her face and clothes, its juices being sucked into her DNA through her pores. Meg, the loser she was, used her hands to keep shoveling Lois’ hard log into her mouth, finally chewing it so she could swallow. With her mouth so full of shit, she could only manage to swallow a little at a time, and spent several minutes chewing the hard shit over and over.
When Meg finally swallowed the last bite. Lois laughed and said, “Can’t have dinner without your drink!”
She pulled Meg up and shoved her shit cake face in the water, letting the water turn a murky brown. Lois then turned around and pissed all over Meg’s head. The piss seeped into the water as Lois called Peter back in.
Meg’s face was so deep in the shit and piss water that she had no choice but to slurp it up.
Lois never moved off her though, and Meg soon realizes that as her mom sat on her back, pinning her to the toilet, Peter had come back in and aaa fucking her mom, with her underneath.
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