Tw:mentions of poo, swearing, lime? Idk
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Dream is hot. He would have thought I was hot if I didn't shit on his face at the party and massage it in with my feet.
Everyday when I pass him in the school halls he always gives me that glance that I can't tell if he is horny or pissed off.
It confused me. Until the one day in the school bathroom.
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The bathroom were empty. The faint smell of shit and salty piss Lingers in the air. A few skid marks covered the white walls in the stall where I was dropping my guts."Grrrahhhhhh!" I moaned as I felt the poo leave my entrance
The door to the bathroom opened and I heard heavy footsteps approaching the stall.
I screamed trying to push out the remaining poo before I heard a satisfying splash down below. I leave the stall with my body relived from releasing the unwanted wieght. But I forgot to flush, the shit was just sat there helplessly floating on the top of the water.
As I opened the stall door Dream was there waiting to use the toilet. I walk past him blushing knowing he heard me moaning and started to wash my hands.
I glanced up to the mirror checking myself out when something hotter caught my eye. Through the reflection in the mirror I saw clay on his knesss in front of the toilet bowl drowning himself in the brown substance. He massaged it in slighting moaning at the texture.
I stood there staring when he turned around and looked at me with THAT look.
Without hesitating a walked up to him in a cute slow mo way so I looked like an absolute baddie and out my hands high on the stall wall and pulled myself up so my feet were on dreams face.
The shit was still warm and the texture felt amazing on the crevasses of my toes. After hours of massaging shit was caught in between my toe nails and in the hairs on dreams skin.
"Holy butcheeckonastick that was amazing..." Dream whispered, I grinned in response and walked towards my next class.
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I was home laying on my bed scrolling aimlesly on twitter with my head buzzing with thoughts from the previous encounter with dream. The sound of my window smashing and someone crawling through the window frame brought me out of my daze.
I sighed and and started to dial the cops while I pulled the blanket over me to protect me from the intruder.
"George?" I froze and looked up from my phone to see dream standing over me with a ring in his hand.
"will u marry me?"
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In conclusion Dream has had a poo and feet kink
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RomanceAn encounter at the party left dream in love and George absolutely oblivious. A short story enjoy 😊