Chapter 2
When Zara entered the bathroom, her husband Ethan was just brushing his teeth. Content that he had finally thrown out his frayed old toothbrush, she pushed down her pajama pants and sat on the toilet. Still feeling a little tingle from tonight’s activities, she scooped up a bit of cum that was seeping out of her and licked her fingers.
“Did you see the video Ellie posted to the group?” she asked, unlocking her phone as the urine splashed into the bowl.
“Uh-huh.” He spat out and rinsed his mouth with water. “Classic Ellie. I’m glad I didn’t watch it over lunch.”
Zara tapped to start the video. It was a bit shaky, but forgivable considering that Tim was just getting his dick sucked. Ellie, kneeling topless in front of him, was working on his hard cock with fervor, bobbing her head up and down, once in a while glancing up into the camera.
“She can go deeper than me,” Zara mused. “I have to work on my technique.”
“No, you don’t. I have absolutely no complaints, babe.”
In the video, Ellie paused. With Tim’s dick fully down her throat and both her hands on his thighs, she sat perfectly still and grunted. The camera shifted just in time to capture the bulge starting to show in the back of her white panties. A brown patch formed, within seconds spreading to the size of an orange. More shaky camera work showed some of the soft, sticky mush escaping at the sides, running down the inside of her legs.
Zara stopped the video. “My God, what’s she been eating? That’s a lot of stuff.”
“More than on your hike?” asked Ethan, washing his face. “I’ve only seen your pictures, but that was quite the mess.”
“This is definitely more. Must be a whole week’s worth.” Zara placed the phone on the vanity, letting the contents of her own bowels splash into the water. She giggled as the smell hit her nose. “See, I’m also pooping in front of my husband.”
Ethan leaned over and pressed a wet kiss on her forehead. “You’re not recording it, though.”
“Yeah. That’s not really my thing.” She wiped her butt with toilet paper. “Baby, I’ve been thinking. You know communication is key in a healthy relationship.”
“So you keep saying.”
“Is there anything in particular that you’d like to try? I mean, sexually. You don’t have to answer right now, and if it’s too embarrassing, you can write it on a sheet of paper.”
He chuckled. “Does that work with your patients?”
“With some. Helps overcome their inhibitions.” She flushed the toilet and washed her hands. “So, would you like to tie me up for sex? I mean, you’re a cop. We could use your handcuffs. You’d arrest me and make me confess by any means necessary.”
“Nah. That’s not a kink of mine.”
“Spank me?”
He grinned. “Not in particular, no. Didn’t you do that with one of your exes? I seem to remember you didn’t like it very much.”
“Yeah.” Zara bit her lip, then twirled a strand of hair between her fingers. “How about… how about having sex with another woman?”
“Whoa,” he said, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “Where’s that coming from? You’re not thinking I’m cheating, are you?”
“No, no, I’m just wondering. I’m the only one you’ve had in five years. We could have a threesome with Ellie; I’m sure she’d be game. I mean, you’ve seen her blowjob skills on that video. That’s something else. You’d be getting the porn star experience.”
“Babe,” he said, following her into the bedroom. “I’m not in the least bit bored. I definitely don’t need another woman in our bed. I very much appreciate the offer, though.”
“What about… what about some of the things Ellie and Tim do?”
He gave her an amused glance. “Such as?”
She slapped his butt. “You know exactly what. Do you want me to go down on you while I make a huge mess in my panties?”
“Honestly, the thought never occurred to me.”
“But now that you think about it, does it turn you on? If I got all stinky and messy?”
He shrugged, then laughed. “Wait a minute! I see what you’re doing here. If you want to try it, why don’t you just say so?”
Zara felt the blood rush to her face. “Baby, I just want to be a good wife to you. Not like those boring women who have sex once a week, and after a few years they stop altogether. That can’t be us!”
“You’re the absolute best wife any man could dream of. You’re smart, you’re beautiful, great in bed, and the kindest person I know.”
“Don’t forget to mention my boobs,” she said, letting them drop as she lifted her pajama shirt. “Knockers like these should really make your list.”
He cupped them in his hands, stroking over her hardening nipples. “And you have the most amazing boobs I’ve ever seen. I thank my lucky stars every single day that you married me.”
“Aww, that is so sweet!” She gave him a long kiss, her hand snaking down to his crotch. “Anyway! It does seem like a fun experience. For Tim, I mean. Did you watch that video to the end? I’ve never seen him coming this hard, and Ellie made me watch all of their sex tapes.”
He laughed. “You’re so cute when you blush.” He sat down on the bed. “But if you wanted to play, why did you just poop on the toilet?”
“Huh. I obviously didn’t think that through. Another time then.” She stepped out of her pajama pants, running her fingers over the “SLUT” tattoo on her waxed pubic mound. Unlike Ellie’s, there was no pair of handcuffs, just the picture of a large, erect dick with a helpful arrow that showed the direction. “Wanna go another round, handsome? I trust you know what to do with a slut like me.”
“Fortunately, you come with an instruction manual,” he said, replacing her hand with his. “Just in case I forget where to put it.”
Zara giggled. “On second thought…” She reached for the bottle of lube on her nightstand, shooting him a mischievous glance. “Now that my ass is empty, you could fuck that instead. Stuff my slutty ass with that wonderful huge dick of yours.”
“I love it when you talk dirty, babe. Hop on the bed, I’ll see what I can do.”
Friday was supposed to be the big day. The whole afternoon, Zara felt a nervous flutter in her stomach, making it hard to concentrate on her patients. She picked up groceries on the way home, checking her phone after stowing away everything in the kitchen. Ellie had sent a flurry of supportive messages, including pictures of her own exploits.
Ethan sat on the closed toilet and was more than amused. “Want another shot of tequila, babe?” he asked, grimacing as he downed his second glass. “Nasty stuff, but if it helps…”
“No, two’s enough. I guess I’ll better get ready.”
Already naked, she ripped open the box she had ordered online. After a three-day delay in shipping, it arrived in the morning, just in time.
“What’s that?” Ethan asked. “Diapers?”
“Pull-ups, yup.” She read the label. “For light incontinence, but that doesn’t matter; I already peed. I just don’t wanna ruin my panties. You’ve seen Ellie’s shorts after our hike, right? She washed them three times, and it still didn’t come out.”
“Very practical. So what’s the kink here? Is it just the pooping or also the… uh… destruction of innocent panties.”
Zara giggled despite herself. “We’ll have to see. At least the diaper fits.” She winced. “God, I didn’t go for almost a week. That’s going to be a mess.”
“You can still back out.”
“Nope. That’s why I told Ellie, to make sure I don’t chicken out.” Zara got on her knees. “Drop your pants, baby. Either way, you’re getting your dick sucked.”
On the vanity, Zara’s phone rang. “Speaking of Ellie,” Ethan said, glancing at the phone. “Want me to pick up?”
“Put her on speaker.”
“Hey girl,” said Ellie, slightly slurring her speech. “How was it? Did you remember to take pictures?”
“Not yet.” Zara took a deep breath, her hand wrapped around Ethan’s slowly growing dick. “I’m still working up to it.”
“We’re already in the bathroom,” Ethan said, leaning back on the toilet seat.
Ellie whooped. “One week of shit, ready to go! Those diapers were a great idea, by the way. I already filled mine. It’s super warm and mushy.” Glasses clinked in the background. “Tim’s getting takeout. When we’ve eaten, the diaper comes off, and then we get really dirty. Watch the group for the video.”
“I will,” Zara said, reaching for her phone. “I’ll call you back. Ethan’s already hard and–”
“No, no, don’t hang up. I wanna listen in.”
Zara glanced at Ethan, who just shrugged. “Okay,” she said. “Here goes nothing.”
Squatting down, she took Ethan’s rock-hard dick into her mouth. After his run earlier, he had taken a shower, and there was still a faint taste of soap on him. This was the easy, familiar part. Like a million times before, she sealed her lips around his incredible cock, cradling and stroking his balls in her hand as she worked on him.
“What’s happening?” asked Ellie. “Seriously, guys, I need an update!”
“Please hold the line,” Ethan said with a chuckle. “She can’t talk right now.”
Zara exhaled. Like Ellie had discovered two weeks earlier on the trail, emptying her bowels wasn’t as straightforward as it seemed. It’s all in your head. Push, come on! She strained, holding Ethan’s dick in her hand as her waste found its way into the pull-up diaper.
“You did it, babe!” shouted Ethan, sounding almost as excited as she felt. “Keep going!”
She didn’t know what exactly he meant – filling her diaper or sucking his dick – so she continued with both. As soon as she had overcome the initial resistance, there was no stopping. She unloaded a week’s worth of feces, making the diaper sag precariously. The relief was palpable, and the stench filled the small bathroom.
“I think that’s all,” Zara said, taking a deep breath. “My God, that’s a lot.”
“Congratulations!” came Ellie’s voice through the speaker. “How does it feel?”
Zara sat back on her heels. “Weird. Warm. It’s really soft and sticky.”
“Soft shits are the best,” giggled Ellie. “Now squish it! And don’t forget that picture!”
“Yeah, yeah.” Zara got up, watching herself in the mirror. Regular panties wouldn’t have contained the mess inside that pull-up. Tentatively, she cupped the huge bulge with her hand. A couple of gentle pats spread the stinking mush to the front. “God! I can feel some of it on my pussy!”
Ellie whistled. “Nice! Trust me, there’s nothing like masturbating a shitty cunt.”
“Sorry, girl, I’ll call you later,” Zara said, reaching for her phone. “First things first. I have a dick to suck.”