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Sorority Scat Whore 1

ASSTR story codes [humil scat bd sad]

Some girls will endure the most extreme humiliations in their attempts to join the top sorority on campus...




"Right! Who's first for a shit shampoo?"

Jane and Mary, the two reluctant pledges, looked nervously at each other. Eventually Mary raised her hand uncertainly.

"That's what I like to see, a bit of enthusiasm," grinned Elizabeth. "You just sit in that chair and we'll set to work."

As soon as Mary sat down in the high backed wooden chair Elizabeth indicated for her, she had her wrists and ankles secured and a large plastic cape put around her neck. Nikki brought Jane over closer. "You just come over and watch so you can see what's going to be happening to you in a minute as well." As an afterthought she tied Jane's wrists and ankles as well, just in case she had any thoughts of running away.

"Right, Madam," Elizabeth said, pulling on a pair of rubber gloves. "Today we have a special conditioner, warm and fresh from our very own sisters." She picked up a bowl from the side table and removed the cloth covering it to reveal that it was half full of soft dark brown shit. As Elizabeth showed her the contents, Mary could see the shape of the last deposit to be added slowly flowing and blending with the rest and she recoiled at the fresh, pungent odour. "Our very finest, Madam, hot and steaming." Elizabeth put the bowl down and scooped up a handful of the contents in her rubber gloved hand and deposited it on top of Mary's head.

"How delightful," giggled Nikki, "a little turd bonnet!"

Elizabeth continued to daub Mary's hair with the creamy shit, working it in right down to her scalp filling the room with a vile toilet smell. When Mary's hair was thoroughly covered Elizabeth folded up the loose hair onto the top of Mary's head and plastered it all down with a final thick layer of shit. "Now to set your style, Madam." Elizabeth slipped off her gloves and wheeled over a portable hair dryer would which she carefully lowered over Mary's head and set to a medium heat.

"That's what you're going to look like in a minute," Nikki giggled, running her fingers through Jane's long blonde hair, "all sticky with shit and stinking like a blocked toilet. Looking forward to it? All that icky sticky shit oozing through your hair...?"

"Okay, time for the other one." Elizabeth moved another chair so that it faced the one Mary was sitting in. "Bring her over."

Nikki undid the rope around Jane's ankles and led her over to the chair where she was secured in place as Mary had been. She brought out a similar large pink plastic cape, wrapped it around Jane and secured it firmly at the neck. She continued to fiddle with Jane's hair and smooth out her plastic cape waiting for Elizabeth to wheel over over the trolley still standing by Mary's chair. "Not long to wait now for your shit shampoo: it'll be a change for you, having brown hair, won't it?"

At last Elizabeth brought over the trolley and took off the cloth covering another bowl. The stink of the shit cooking on Mary's head was drowned out by the powerful odour coming from the fresh bowl. "Phew, that's pretty ripe!" Nikki exclaimed, wrinkling her nose.

"Yes it is," Elizabeth laughed. "That's mostly down to Katie: goodness knows what she was eating last night but it's coming up pretty foul this morning." She picked up the bowl and held it under Jane's nose. "How do you like the look and smell of that then? I hope you like it because you're about become very closely acquainted with it!"

Jane retched violently at the stench but had no choice but to sit there as Elizabeth prepared to cover her in the foul smelling shit. Again Elizabeth pulled on a pair of rubber gloves and dipped her hands in the stinking mess, scooped up a handful and pressed it onto Jane's hair, smearing it all over the top of her head. Jane retched again as Elizabeth applied more and massaged it into her scalp, working it in strongly with her fingers so that it was thoroughly ingrained.

"Someone hasn't been chewing their food properly," Nikki observed. "I can see all sorts little lumps in it."

"There's more than little lumps," Elizabeth grinned, and dipping her fingers in the bowl again. " There's a couple of nice solid turds as well." She pulled out a sizeable solid log of shit, placed it on Jane's head and secured it there by wrapping the handful of Jane's long hair around it and knotting it. Two further solid lumps of shit were similarly tied in position with Jane's own hair before Elizabeth brought the bowl round to the back of Jane's head and dipped the remainder of her loose hair into it so as to work the remaining shit thoroughly in. Finally Elizabeth piled up any surplus hair on top of Jane's head and plastered everything down with a thick layer of the remaining shit. The stench was overpowering and Jane was still making burping-retching noises periodically.

"What a magnificent creation," Nikki grinned. "I'm never seen so much shit piled up on one head."

Elizabeth slipped off her gloves. "Now all we have to do is let them marinate for while so that the smell really lingers." She picked up an old-fashioned cheap plastic rain hat and carefully pulled it over Jane's head and tied the strings under her chin. She pressed down on the hat, encasing Jane's head in a plastic clad layer of compressed shit. "I think that will do..." she turned down the hair dryer over Mary's couple of notches. "What say we leave these two to stew in their shit for half an hour or so, Nikki?"

The two older girls left leaving Mary and Jane secured in their pink plastic capes each with a thick stinking mass of shit on their head, waiting to see what further torments awaited them.

It was well over an hour before Elizabeth and Nikki returned. Mary feel like her head was burning as the shit in her hair set solid and the heat penetrated through to her scalp. Little rivulets of shitty liquid had run down Jane's face and her stomach had finally rebelled so that there was puke down the front of her plastic cape. "Uggh, you're disgusting," Elizabeth said to Jane. "I ought to make you lick that up again." She wiped Jane's face and the front of her cape roughly and then started to untie her from her chair while Nikki released Mary.

"Okay, it you can go now!" Nikki dismissed the two pledges with a wave of her hand. "We'll let you know when you're wanted again."

"But we need to get cleaned up," Mary said uncertainly. "We can't go out looking like this."

Elizabeth shrugged. "You brought hooded sweat tops like you were told to didn't you? You can get cleaned up back at your dormitories. Now piss off!" She bundled them towards the door and Nikki threw their sweat tops after them as Elizabeth shoved them out." Good grief, did you see that? I thought they were going to cry!"

Outside the door Jane and Mary hastily put on their tops, pulling up the hoods to disguise the state of their hair but the foul stench dripped off them and everyone who passed close recoiled at it. Back at the dorm they desperately tried to remove the shit from their hair, soaking and shampooing repeatedly while the smell drifted further and further over the whole dorm. Hours later the stench still lingered in their senses....


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