Midnight Snack

Three months had passed since their original dungeon challenge, and many more had followed. Alicia unlocked the basement room that had once been her photo studio, wearing her black latex catsuit with her newly pierced nipples on display. An overpowering stench hit her like a wall, and she paused in the doorway for a moment before she walked in.

Inside, Elena sat on a cheap plastic mattress in her filthy straitjacket, the canvas covered with brown stains from previous sessions. They would never come out in the wash. She scooted forward on her knees until the chain anchoring her to the floor snapped taut. The chain, locked to the back of her heavy steel collar, was too short to stand up.

Leaning down, Alicia gave her a soft kiss on the forehead. "Wow," she said. "That's one full diaper. Girl, you stink like a fucking sewer."

"Double dose of laxatives and that suppository," said Elena, smirking. "Not completely unexpected." Lying back, she spread her legs. "I've been shitting and pissing myself nonstop for hours.” She took a deep breath. "Seriously, I love that smell; makes me connect to my inner scat slut."

"You're definitely the dirtiest little slut I know."

"Wait." Elena grimaced as her stomach rumbled. "There's more." She strained, squeezing her eyes shut. "This is the best part about being diapered. You can go whenever you want.”

"Are you done?" Alicia shook her head, chuckling.

"For now."

Alicia glanced around the room, looking at the screens where the viewers of Elena’s live stream were leaving their messages. The tally of tips stood at an impressive number.

“Damn,” said Alicia, tapping the massively swollen diaper with her foot. "Never seen anything like it."

"That's a week's worth of shit, plus all that piss. Can't even close my legs." Elena grinned, grinding her diapered butt on the floor. She nodded toward the fucking machine with its huge shit-streaked dragon dildo. "After that session I needed a diaper anyway. Two hours with that dildo – I thought that gape would never close."

"One of these days you're gonna wreck yourself. Last time I checked, that ass of yours was super loose." Alicia sighed, glancing at the machine. The dildo was much cleaner than earlier, and the telltale brown streaks around Elena's mouth were a clue as to where all that shit had gone.

Elena shrugged. "I can always plug my ass or wear diapers." She glanced up towards one of the cameras in the room, blowing a kiss. "My subscribers couldn't care less."

"I should have plugged your ass and put that chastity belt on you. Then I wouldn't have to clean you up," said Alicia, donning a pair of latex gloves. "Anyway. Let's get you changed."

"Maybe after dinner? Please?" She looked at Alicia with big pleading eyes. "You know how much I love sitting in it. It's so nice and warm and mushy."

"Remember that rash you had last time? Not a chance." Alicia knelt between Elena's legs and opened the crotch straps of the straitjacket. She pulled the plastic cover off and opened the diaper. "Damn, you spread it absolutely everywhere."

"Yeah. It felt amazing." Elena grinned, glancing down at the stinking brown mush all over her crotch. "Wanna eat me out?"

Alicia scoffed, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "I don't mind playing with it," she scooped up some of the brown mass with her finger and held it up, "but it's gonna take a while until I'm ready to eat that shitty snatch again."

"A little taste?" asked Elena. She opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue. "Please? They love seeing me eat."

"Fine."

Alicia scooped up some more and held her soiled finger in front of Elena, who sucked on it, cleaning the finger. A few more scoops followed, all sucked and licked off with delight. A series of pings showed that her viewers appreciated it.

"Still very loose," said Alicia after pushing two fingers into Elena's ass. She added more fingers until her whole hand was inside, without meeting much resistance from Elena's battered sphincter. "If you keep going like this, your shit will just fall out as you walk." She wiped her dirty hand on Elena's face. "I love playing with you, but someone’s got to get groceries. Ass up, come on."

Cleanup took a while until all her crevices were cleaned and powdered. Before putting on a new diaper, there was just one thing left to do. Already, excited chatter filled the chatroom and tips were coming in.

“Spread ‘em,” ordered Alicia, the folded leather belt in her hand. “You know the drill.”

Oh shit.

“Do I really have to?” Elena looked up and swallowed. She felt both a knot in her stomach and her nipples harden. “It’s not like I pooped on the floor or in my trunk or anything. The diaper’s literally made for shitting yourself.”

“Your rules,” said Alicia with a shrug. “When you make a mess, you get it where it leaves a good impression. And where’s that?”

Elena sighed. “On the twat.”

“Exactly.”

Without much hurry, Elena eased her legs apart. Her feet planted on the floor, she pushed her hips up, arching her back.

Alicia paused to sight the target. With a practiced swing, she brought the belt down hard, dead center on Elena’s crotch. The leather landed with a sharp, loud crack. Howling in pain, Elena slammed her knees together.

“You hit my goddamn clit! God, that hurts!”

“That’s the idea, isn’t it. Open your legs, come on. If you don’t, I’m gonna get the spreader bar, and you’ll be wearing it for the rest of the day.”

Taking short, shallow breaths, Elena slowly spread her shaking legs. As soon as she was open again, another hard hit made her scream and double over.

“Fuck!”

Three more times the crack of the leather echoed in the room, each time eliciting howls of pain. Finished for now, Alicia checked her handiwork, running her fingers along the red, rapidly swelling labia.

Elena groaned. “Damn! My next fuck’s gonna be interesting.”

“That’s what you deserve, you filthy little slut. If I had more time, I'd give you twenty."

"Put it on my tab." Elena giggled, still grimacing from the pain. "I definitely deserve a proper punishment. Next time, get the spreader bar and really let me have it."

With a fresh diaper on and the plastic cover in place, Alicia closed the crotch straps again, pulling them extra tight. When she picked up the huge rolled-up diaper, Elena turned her head.

"Where are you taking that? I could eat."

Alicia shrugged and dropped the diaper on the floor with a thud. As she rolled it out, revealing the heaps of feces inside, Elena turned herself on her stomach with a grunt. Her head over the dirty diaper, she sniffed. "Smells incredible. Want a taste?"

"You know my price. I’m not gonna do it for free."

"Suit yourself."

Elena stuck her head in the messy diaper and took a bite, savoring the bitter, earthy taste. Chewing and swallowing, her eyes sparkling, she took bite after bite. The display on the wall showed her subscriber numbers rising. More tips were rolling in.

After a few mouthfuls, she felt Alicia's hand on the back of her head, and the unavoidable followed. Giggling, she opened her mouth as Alicia pushed her face into the still-warm mess, lifting the diaper left and right, ensuring it was equally spread all over her face. When Alicia let up, she raised her head, grinning towards the camera.

"I guess that's what they call a shit-eating grin. How do I look?"

"Like a proper scat slut. And you definitely smell the part. I assume you're gonna skip dinner?"

Elena grinned, swallowing another chunk. "Definitely. And there's even enough for a midnight snack." Her stomach rumbled again. "You really should have plugged me. That diaper didn't stay clean for long."