Date: Mon, 22 Sep 2003 03:05:32 +0000 From: will adams Subject: Natasha part 13 Natasha part 13 By Will Adams Thirteen-year-old Natasha Natoli's whoring operation was going well. Very well. Her concept of exclusively dedicating certain of her shit whores to service to segments of the lesbian market had proven brilliant. And it was paying Natasha handsomely as well. As she sat at home the day after conquering Jennifer Mason, she contemplated how it had worked for each of her special whores. Fat girls -- Amber Harris, the Cameron Diaz look-alike who had become one of Natasha's filthiest shit eaters (see part 9) had been tabbed to service fat girls. Although she wasn't particularly attracted to overweight women, Amber took to the assignment with gusto as she knew it would make Natasha happy. For Amber, as with so many of Natasha's sluts, keeping the 13-year-old girl in high spirits was a life priority. If chowing down on plump and/or obese women brought bliss and money to Natasha, then Amber was a willing and eager participant. For her first assignment, Natasha had her place a personal ad on fatcities.com. In the ad, Amber was instructed to write describing herself: `Slender and attractive Lady of the Night seeks fatcities women for domination games.' Amber, living now in her own apartment, drew immediate attention with the ad, particularly since she had placed a photo of herself, looking stunning in a red bikini, in the ad. The first call was an interesting one. "Hi sweetie," a sexy voiced cooed into the phone, "I understand you are after some lard loving, and well, if so I'm your girl, I'm packing 350 pounds on a 5 foot 3 inch frame, got a wonderful apron covering my cunt and I think I'm just what the doctor ordered for a submissive little honey like you, when can we get together?" Jeez thought Amber, has she got me nailed or what. "Well, the sooner the better, but there is one condition, I'm paid for my submissive service so there will be a charge," Amber said. "I can't afford much, how about $5," the caller said. "Ok, that will be fine," Amber, an inexperienced sex negotiator responded. "That's what I like, a $5 whore," the caller responded. "Listen you skinny little cunt, I know what bitches like you want and you're going to get it in spades from me, I can really dish it out and I hope you are up to it because they say about me that once a twat has been used by me she's really been ridden hard and put away wet." And then they set up an appointment, time and place to meet, first at the local Starbucks and then to head off to Amber's apartment to culminate their unholy alliance. "Let me ask you one other thing, you stupid fucking cunt, do you also eat shit?" the called asked Amber. Amber was taken aback by the question, figuring that question would come up later, not on the initial call, but once she had been asked, she figured she shouldn't lie. "Yes I do, I've been into that for a few months now," Amber replied. "Good, I like shitting in the mouth of a skinny little craphole of a blonde and you can imagine a big girl like me, I can really take a shit, you'll get your fill of it," the caller said. "But before you go," Amber said, "can you at least tell me your name and do you want to know my name?" "Sure," the fat girl replied, "it's Bertha, and I've got your name. You better be good or I'll demand my $5 back with interest." The next morning, Amber arrived early at the coffee shop, dressed in tight pedal pushers and a sexy tank top and open toed sandals. My first day as a paid whore, I better look sharp she had thought as she dressed. And indeed she looked very sharp, a polar opposite of the walrus she saw waddling toward her that could only be Bertha, her `John' for the day. Bertha trundled up to where Amber was sitting and Amber asked, "Bertha?", and Bertha replied, "Yes and you are Amber, the skinny cunt, the shit eater!" Amber at first was concerned that those sitting around them might hear Bertha, but then she realized that Bertha was only speaking the truth and it didn't really matter. Bertha waited while Amber pulled up a chair for her to sit on, and Amber was thinking to herself, jeez I hope she doesn't break it. Amber had been prepared for fat, but Bertha was beyond fat and was dressed to display her porcine charms completely. Bertha was wearing a flowery sundress -- Amber thought, shit does she think she's Natasha Natoli or something -- and skimpy, open-toed sandals. It was obvious to Amber and anyone else who looked that Bertha had nothing on underneath the sundress, revealing all of her abundant, cellulite grossness. Roll upon roll of fat dominated the woman's body, from her arms, to her torso to her chin and on her legs. Bertha defined the word elephantine, 350 pounds of blimpish female flesh. Amber retrieved a cup of espresso for Bertha and Bertha was appreciative. "You should also be appreciative as this java will get my bowels moving and provide you with this morning's shit meal, I can't wait to see that brown mess on your pretty tongue and lips," Bertha said, "you'll love my crap, shit from a fat woman's ass is like no other. And I can promise you more of a shit load than you have ever seen. When a fat woman has eaten as much as I have and has to shit, it comes out like nobody's business, but it will be your business whore." Amber managed to get by the corpulent look of her new shit mistress -- and the fact that Bertha was only 17 years old -- and found that she had a pretty face, and Amber even managed to disregard the black nose hairs poking out of Bertha's schnoz, which were a perfect match for the black hairs Amber had noticed on the blubbery woman's toes. "I'm ready to go and use you," Bertha told Amber and they got into Amber's Volkswagen Beetle -- Amber thought for a moment the ponderous woman might tip over the small vehicle -- but not to worry, the sturdy car held up. On the way there, Bertha decided to play games with Amber, her $5 whore. First, she told the attractive woman to slide her top up, exposing her tits and then Bertha began to paw at them, pulling the nipples out 2, 3 inches from Amber's chest. "Nice, I like how your tits pull out, when I'm done with them, they may be ruined, I'll get them stretched nicely, just like your cunt and asshole," Bertha said. "Now, slip your pants off, I want to play with that twat." With Amber's pants down around her ankles, complicating driving the Beetle, Bertha began to fiddle with the lips of her cunt and stuck one pudgy finger in her vagina, finger fucking the willing slut. At least, Amber thought, she's going to pay some attention to me. Several times during the ride to Amber's apartment, passing drivers got a full view of the nearly naked blonde at Bertha's side and could clearly see the fat woman finger fucking Amber and pulling at her tits. Finally, the unlikely duo made it to her apartment and Amber was thankful she had a ground-floor unit so that Bertha didn't have to navigate a set of stairs. She walked behind Bertha up the sidewalk toward her apartment home and let the fat woman enter first. Once inside, Bertha told Amber, who had put her clothes somewhat back together, to strip naked. "That's how I like my whores," Bertha told Amber, "and besides you don't want my shit to ruin that nice outfit you have on." Once nude, Bertha continued to give Amber instructions, telling her to strip off Bertha's sundress. Amber helped Bertha get her arms out of the sundress, noticing how overwhelmingly obscenely obese the 350-pounder was. Amber was also struck by how sweaty the fat girl was. And despite it all, the obesity, the nose and toe hairs, the sweat, Amber was getting turned on at the thought of being abused by this humongous ball of cholesterol, wallowing in the abuse she was going to receive as a $5 whore. Amber had begun to realize about herself that she was a true submissive, only happy and fulfilled sexually when she was being abused. For crap's sake, Amber thought, here I am serving a lard-ass and I'm turned on, really turned on, god I'm so disgusting that even I am revolted by myself. But that turns me on all the more. Natasha is right; I am a worthless piece of shit. Standing nude in all her obese glory, Bertha told Amber to give her a tongue bath all over. "And, I want you to get in between each roll of fat, really clean me up good, you stinking fucking whore," Bertha bellowed, "you are a low-life, shit eating cunt, but first I want you to tongue bathe my flesh." Amber began at the fat girl's neck, licking passionately between each roll of fat on her neck and then Amber spent the next half hour working over every corpulent section of the fat girl's body, licking carefully between each fat roll. Bertha wanted Amber to pay particular attention to her tits, huge beefy globs of flesh weighing 30 pounds each, and Bertha held each one out while Amber sucked on the giant nipples. On her knees she started with Bertha's feet, licking the gross toes covered with black hair, sucking into her mouth each toe, one by one, working her way up the meaty legs until she was face to face with Bertha's `apron', which hung down, covering her genitalia. When she mentally compared that sight of a flesh covered cunt to her own delightful mons, Amber again realized how far she had stooped as she was very sexually excited about how she was going to lift up that apron and expose the cunt of the beefy woman she was serving. And then her hands were moving, reaching out to lift Bertha's `apron' and actually expose her hairy cunt. "How do you like that sweet cunt honey," Bertha buzzed above her, "go ahead stick your fucking face in that fur mound and smell it first." As Amber did as commanded, she smelt the woman's tuna taco and the realization hit her that Bertha must not have bathed in days, she absolutely reeked of unwashed flesh and ripe female odors. But Amber was far from turned off by it, the overwhelmingly foul odor only spurred her on and she smelled deeply of it. Bertha could hear Amber breathing deeply of the soppy, cunty smells. "You fucking pervert with your hands holding up my flesh apron, you love that stinking smell don't you, you can't wait to get your scumbag of a tongue into that cunt hold, can you whore?" Bertha said. Amber looked at her where her hands should be, and saw they were lost in Bertha's genital-covering flesh apron. What a cunt I am, Amber thought, it's one thing to worship Natasha -- she's so beautiful -- but this fat slob makes it a chore to even make love to her, no matter how willing or eager I am. Amber then answered Bertha's question, "You are so right Mistress Bertha, I am a pervert and I can't wait to get to get my scumbag of a tongue into your cunt and whore out for you." Bertha loved the way Amber was completely submitting to her and thought to herself; Wow is she worth $5 or what? Bertha also loved it when Amber's thick tongue touched her genitals, bathing the woman flesh with oral love. "Here, let me hold the flesh apron out of the way so you can do a better job of eating me out," Bertha told Amber and lifted her own flesh to clear the way for Amber's head first dive into the pit of her sexual core. However, once Amber was fully engaged in dining on her twat, Bertha let the flap bounce down, completely covering Amber and encasing her in a fat swamp of girl cunt. Amber kept chowing down, suckling at the fat girl's clitoris, finger fucking her juicing vagina and holding onto her thick thighs from time to time as the fat girl wobbled. Amber was somewhat afraid that Bertha would topple over on her, certainly killing the much thinner woman. But Bertha remained upright and Amber eventually brought her off with what Bertha described as one of the best climaxes in her life. "Now let's get on to the shitting, that espresso has really started my bowels rumbling," Bertha said, and Amber could confirm it because she heard the fat lady's stomach rumbling. "Wow, this is going to be a huge shit, I hope you are hungry cunt and prepared to get dirty, the start of this is going to be very liquidy. Where do you want to take my waste?" Amber directed Bertha towards her bathroom. "This bathroom is one of the main reasons I rented here," Amber said, showing her customer into the large bathroom with tile and granite everywhere. "Plenty of room for watersports and scat activities and very easy to clean up." "Before we start, can you piss me a big load in this 32-ounce cup so when I'm eating your dung, I can easily wash it down?" Amber asked. "No, I don't have to piss, but you are such a pervert twat, I'll tell you what, piss in it yourself, I'll get an extra thrill knowing you are washing my shit down with your own foul piss," Bertha told her. Amber pissed in the cup and set it aside for later drinking. "Well crouch down behind me, I feel it starting to move, but as I said this is going to be a mess, why don't you just place your head under my anus and I'll cover you with diarrhea before sending down the main shit food meal," Bertha said. Amber scampered around behind the obese girl and, as instructed, ducked her head -- face down -- under Bertha's huge buttocks. Pfffttt, pffffffffttttttttttt, PFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT, in an instant, the beautiful blonde Amber's head was covered with Bertha's brown slop. So copious was the flow that Amber was afraid of drowning in the brown mess and she jerked her head up only to have Bertha cut loose with another generous helping of liquid waste splatter straight against Amber's open mouth, which was already gasping for air and was now filled with Bertha's loveshit potion. Amber swallowed the mucky brew quickly to clear the way for air and she no sooner had her mouth cleared of the foul brown liquid than Bertha -- who was staying true to her promise to deliver more shit than Amber had ever consumed from one woman and that was coming true -- than another colossal burst of liquid shit burst forth from Bertha's rectum, again filling Amber's mouth. Amber, who was an experienced scat girl, was rapidly getting sick from the volume let alone the stench and foulness of the shit meal Bertha was serving up. But she knew she was there to serve her customer and she worked valiantly to stay with it. Liquid feces were everywhere in the room, not only entirely coating Amber's gorgeous body -- dripping from her tits, ears, nose and hair --, but also spread around the room, some splattering off Amber's face and body, others shooting directly onto cabinets, walls and sink from Bertha's explosive, shit-heaving asshole. Some had also gone into the 32-ounce glass of piss Amber had brewed up and was waiting for her to consume the foul gold and brown brew. Bertha turned around finally, after absolutely plastering Amber with her fluid shit, and began laughing out loud. "Keeeerrrrrisssttt, you look like someone gave you a mud bath, but it's a shit bath courtesy of me," Bertha said, looking at Amber, on her knees, but covered from head to toe in brown, gooey colon slime. "Now for the main event, if you thought I had a lot of diarrhea, wait until you get to eat my turd load. But first, we can't have this mess in here so I want you licking and sucking it all up from the floor, walls and counters and swallow every fucking bit of it like the shit hole you are, then you'll get my humongous kaviar." Amber stood up and went to get the 32-ounce glass of piss and quaffed a huge drink of the polluted swill so she could easily suck up and swallow all of the brown liquid spattered so obscenely around the room. It took Amber nearly 10 minutes to get the liquid cleaned up to Bertha's standards and then Bertha instructed her to lay down and receive her `kaviar'. Bertha was too fat to even crouch so she just stood over Amber (Amber hoping the entire time that she wouldn't fall on her and crush her) and Amber, who was already filled with several pounds of liquid excrement -- her belly poking up nicely thought Bertha -- looked up at the twin posts of Bertha's legs toward her crotch and asshole and waited for Bertha's `kaviar'. Bertha's ass moons were so blended together that Amber could not make out her asshole, but shortly the moons parted like the Red Sea and indeed, a humongous kaviar -- three inches in diameter and as firm as a baseball bat -- pushed its way out of the cave of her buttocks and began its descent towards Amber's mouth. The dark green turd flowed out about 2 feet long and then it dropped unceremoniously onto Amber's face, thudding against her pretty visage and almost knocking her unconscious, the shit meat was so heavy and dense. "Well, cunt, pick it up and eat it like it was a giant shit burrito," Bertha said. Amber was surprised at the stiffness of the turd as she held it in both hands and brought one end of the dung log to her mouth and bit off a huge chunk and began to chew, taking a couple of minutes to turn it into shit soup. "Show it to me you fucking shit eater, what a fucking pervert, your stinking belly filled with my rotting diarrhea and now you're eating that kaviar log like it was candy or something," Bertha said. "Go ahead, eat it all, eat it all you shit pig." Bertha thought to herself what a find as she watched Amber take 20 minutes to consume the huge, baseball-bat like guano loaf. When Amber was finished, her stomach had bloated even further, stuffed like the shit pig she was full of Bertha's excrement. Bertha put a $5 bill in her mouth before leaving. And so began Amber's life as a whore for fat girls. She came to have a real appreciation for porcine females and dates them as well as serving as their whore. By the way, she got her fee up to $50. Blacks -- Alice Burns wasn't exactly thrilled by her assignment from Natasha to serve black women as a paid whore. In fact, she almost bolted from the ranks of Natasha's whores when she first got the assignment. "Why can't I have seniors, at least I wouldn't have to eat out black pussy," Alice said. "I know I'm a filth bag, but I'd like to stay with my own race." Natasha slapped Alice SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP and chastised her. "You are a shit eater, you fucking cunt. You'll do whatever I tell you to do and love it, now here's your first assignment, you've been rented out for the evening to a black sorority at the San Francisco State campus, now get your fucking sorry ass out of here and eat some black pussy and ass and -- if you are lucky -- shit," Natasha told Alice. "Now get the fuck over there." Arriving at the sorority house, Alice, who had trimmed down nicely since joining Natasha's shit eaters, looked mighty fine to the 10 black co-eds who greeted her. They were all nude and ready for sexual activities. The sorority was for black lesbians only. First they had a gang eat out, with each of the black beauties lined up nude in a row and Alice on her knees, eating each cunt, not to cumming, but only to excite. Each then turned around and Alice went back down the line, rimming each puckered asshole. By the time she was through the line of shit holes, Alice was a confirmed lover of black female flesh. The sex orgy with Alice working her tongue and jaw all night long concluded in the wee hours. At about 5 a.m., one of the girls, Leticia, came out to the couch and nudged Alice's shoulder. "Hey, listen cunt, I think you like a little more than just pussy, let's go into the bathroom," Leticia said. "I've got to take a wicked piss and I think it's just what you need." Alice went along eagerly, loving to drink a first morning piss from a young girl. She followed Leticia into the bathroom and the black girl told her to lay the back of her neck on the top of the bowl. With that view, she saw the twin ebony moons of Leticia's backside hover into view and her urethra opened, splatting Alice with piss right in the left eye, but Alice was experienced and only closed the eye and then repositioned her mouth to fully accept the golden shower into her mouth and she began chug-a-lugging the strong first morning piss brew. After she finished, Leticia had another surprise for Alice. "Keep your mouth open, you fucking low life, I have read about pukes like you, how you love the very shit that comes out of a woman's asshole, well get ready because here comes a big one, I had a feast last night and this is going to be a jumbo load," Leticia said. Indeed, the turd that began to exit her body was large and fully formed, heading right toward toilet Alice's mouth. Alice, expert turd catcher that she was, opened wide and the filth cylinder slid easily inside. Alice, who by now had become a true shit eater, began to masturbate, but Leticia wasn't about to lose such a good thing for the rest of the girls in the sorority. "Stop playing with yourself, you lousy cunt, I want you hot and ready to eat the shit of my sisters if that's what they want," Leticia said. By the time the morning was over, all 10 of the black sisters had shit in Alice's mouth and her stomach was distended with all of the crap floating in her human cess pool. Once she returned to report in to Natasha, she was ecstatic. And she told Natasha all about her adventure in Negroland. "The beautiful girls said they are going to have me back once a month at least for just such a night, I feel so honored to have at least one steady paying customer or set of customers to make money for you Natasha," Alice told Natasha. "Well, that's great that you like black pussy, ass and shit, we'll have to take you and get you an appropriate tattoo," Natasha said. So later that day, they went to the tattoo parlor after rounding up Amber to make sure the tattoo artist was paid and had the following tattoo put over Alice's pussy: "I eat black pussy, ass and shit" with a black power fist tattooed on right above it. Alice was hooked on black women. Seniors -- Candy Jeffe was, of course, one of Natasha's most filthy whores. As with everything Natasha assigned her, she jumped at the chance to serve senior citizens. Candy was secretly hoping she'd be able to clean up some Depends of a beautiful older woman. Natasha had Candy place an ad in Senior World for `Sexual services, youthful, 40-year-old, busty gal for service to older women." And again, Natasha had her include a picture of herself in a bikini. The ad hadn't bee on the streets for 20 minutes when Candy got a call from a woman who said she had seen the ad and wondered what all the services included and what the fee would be. "And, do you have an AARP discount?" the call inquired. Not quite knowing what to say, Candy said, of course there would be a discount for members of the retired person's organization. Ten per cent off, she told the caller. "Great," the caller said, "when can you get over here, I live at the assisted living complex, oh don't worry, I'm not yet in the nursing home part I'm still in the self-help apartments. I hope you are really nasty, because we don't get much action here, your picture sure is nice you look like an older version of that cute Pamela Anderson movie star." Candy had been told that many times before and so she scheduled her appointment with Monica Bates, the caller from the assisted living home. "Come in sweetie, you are as cute as your photo indicated, why don't you strip down, I'd like to feel you up before we get going here," Monica said. Candy stripped and sat on Monica's couch as the older woman began to feel her up, hefting her tits, finger fucking her and playing with her butt hole. Candy got warmed up but then Monica told her she wanted to take her dentures out before she came as they sometimes started chattering. "Why don't you take them out honey," she said to Candy, "and then clean out my dentures with your teeth and then clean my gums as well." Candy, repulsed initially, realized that older people have sex needs too and this was part of serving the older crowd. She licked the dentures all over and then took time to carefully clean Monica's gums with her tongue, plying them over and over. Then Candy got on her knees and ate out the older woman's pussy. And then Monica fell asleep, too tired to continue. "I'll have to remember this next time, to get here earlier in the day," Candy said to herself. She had plenty of other opportunities, however, as she became a favorite around the seniors citizen village, including time spent under the covers of some 80 and 90 year old women who wanted a little tongue action as well. Author's note: This story did not include much about Natasha and certainly no starring role. Although there were numerous requests for this type of fetish story within a story, I'd like to see votes on whether there should be more or get back to Natasha. Email your thoughts to willadams_8@hotmail.com