Little Ling Gets Abused by Mia Sharona (Ff scat sonsentual)

Authors note: This story contains adults only material, about
scat, scat play and children involved in scat play. If you are
not into scat, this story isn't one you will like. If you are
into scat, its one I hope you will enjoy.


   Ling waited by the backdoor of the Hotel restaurant  with
several other street orphans for the evening garbage. The sight
was common in Southeast Asia. Though disturbing to westerners
this was hardly even noticed by the locals. Beggars were just
that, and the idea of charity was  a foreign western concept. As
the cook brought out the pale full of table scraps several of the
children began a ruckus knocking poor Ling to the ground. She was
only 8 and couldn't compete with the bigger kids for the meager
food. Weeping she drew her dirty rag-draped body to her feet. She
cursed the children as they ran down the ally still struggling
over the choicer tidbits.

  As she rounded the building a tall American woman was getting
out of a taxi, her bags being quickly ushered into the hotel by
waiting porters hopeful for the fabulous tips Americans were
famous for. Seeing her chance Ling quickly moved to the woman's
side tugging the sleeve of the woman's blouse and sticking out
her hand in the universal request for a coin. The tall woman
turned, focusing down on the dirty ragged child.

  "Get away from here beggar!" a near-by porter hissed. Begging
always disturbed customers and lowered the tips. It was also
against hotel policy to allow such panhandling under its eves.

  The tall woman looked askance at the porter. "Mind my luggage!"
she rebuked. "I'll have your job if its damaged." Bowing and
backing away the porter picked up her bags and hurried into the
hotel,, mumbling apologies.

  Stooping to look Ling in the eyes the sweetly smiling American
gazed at her, speaking slowly in careful English. "Hello, what is
your name child?" She reached out stroking a dirty lock of hair
from Ling's face. "You are very pretty, though a bit underfed."

  Ling answered with a thick Asian accent. Fortunately she knew
some English, though not much. "I, Ling. Give coin please. Most
hunger." She rubbed her belly to demonstrate her meaning.

  "Oh dear." said the Woman. "I haven't any change, just credit
cards and travelers checks. Please Ling, be my Guest for dinner.
Come with me to my room." Taking the child's hand she led her
into the Hotel lobby. "My name is Anne." she said. I'm here to
make movies about little girls just like you."

   The Lobby made Ling's eyes open wide in awe. The green marble
pillars, brass fittings and luxurious hardwood furnishings were
like a fairy world to her. She had never been in so rich a
setting before. The staff snapped to attention in smart looking
uniforms, kow-towing to Anne like  wolves to their tiger. She
growled out orders to them in English words Ling didn't
understand, but Ling took their meaning. Ling was to be treated
as a guest, and she had fallen into a luck that was beyond her
imagining.

  They took the elevator up to the 5th floor and the porter
escorted them down a velvet hallway filled with rich carvings of
jade and ivory. The porter eyed the girl suspiciously in case she
should try and touch something. He unlocked a large mahogany
double door into a lavish palace like set of rooms. Alice walked
in unimpressed followed by Ling who was in utter disbelief of
every thing her eyes absorbed.

   A chambermaid was drawing a bath in a golden bathtub in the
next room Ling was led into. Before she could object two other
maids were stripping Ling of her dirty cloths and dropping them
into a white plastic bag. She stood naked before the 4 women
trying to hide her body with her hands. She was too confused to
object. Soon she was being scrubbed clean which she endured in
silence. She was afraid if she spoke she may awake from this
dream.

   A maid brought forth a beautiful silk dress as ling was
toweled dry, and Anne handed it to Ling. "Please take this. It's
a gift. We must be properly dressed for dinner." Anne had herself
changed into a full length evening gown bedazzled with pearls. As
Ling walked into the main room in her new silk dress, she found a
staff of servants preparing a table with many wonderful foods.
Ling's eyes betrayed her. "Please." she said. "Ling want." she
pointed to the table.

  Anne pulled back a chair and motioned for Ling to sit. Anne sat
across the table from her. "Eat Ling. All of this is for you."
She smiled as a servant filled the little girl's plate. Ling
began to stuff food in her mouth with both hands. It was like she
hadn't eating in days, and in fact hadn't in a couple.

Once filled she stopped long enough to notice Anne still smiling,
genteelly eating with proper grace and decorum a bit of roast
chicken.  "Better?" Anne smiled. "Perhaps you would like to stay
with me for a while. Sleep over?"

Ling nodded emphatically yes. "Oh yes, Great Lady. I stay with
you forever! Ling gushed.

  Anne smiled knowingly. "Well, not so long as that, but as long
as I'm here in your country if you don't choose to go. I have a
job for you. Would you like to be in my movie?"

Ling remembered the Theater and the large billboards up the
street. "Me? In a movie?" she blushed and giggled disbelieving.

"Oh yes." said Anne. "I have come all the way from America to
make very special movies about little girls just like you. If you
have any friends your age, perhaps you can ask them too."

Ling knew lots of little girls her age. "I help..but I want to be
main girl of Anne Great Lady."

"Don't worry." Anne beamed. "If you are as anxious as I think you
are, you will be my main star."

   Ling relaxed on the sofa in front of a wide screen TV as Anne
loaded a dvd into a machine, sitting by the young girl. The
remaining staff had been dismissed except for one young maid who
sat on a pillow at Anne's feet. She was an Asian woman perhaps 16
or 17, still dressed in the hotel uniform. Ling wondered what was
about to transpire. The young woman looked a bit nervous. Anne
clicked the controller as the DVD loaded and began to play.

   "Ling, this is one of the movies I made back in the United
States. I want you to watch it very carefully. If you are a brave
girl, and a clever girl as I believe you to be, you will agree
that staring in one of my movies is the right thing for you to
do." Anne smiled, and unexpectedly, raised her skirt, allowing
the servant girl to slip Anne's panties off and open her legs,
exposing her pussy.

   Though this was unexpected, Ling had of course heard of
Lesbians before. "Oh." Ling thought. "So Miss Anne has plans to
use me like this." The idea wasn't exactly good news to Ling, but
it was preferable to the streets, so she kept her composure as
the movie began.

   The serving girl leaned forward between Anne's legs placing
her mouth to the woman's genitals. Anne moaned deliciously.
"Ahhh, I haven't been sucked since I left America two days
ago....it feels good..."

   The title appeared on the wide screen tv, "First Time Shit
Girls". A Film by Anne Illingus. Starring Miss Jean Roth, Miss
Alice Beal, co-starring Mrs. Sharon Roth and Ms. Susan Beal. The
movie faded in to 2 girls about 8, sitting side by side on a
couch, dressed nicely in white satin gowns, their hair done up in
bows. One on the left (Alice) was blonde haired and blue eyed,
she sat there with her hands crossed looking at the camera
nervously. The other child was a red haired girl with a pale
complexion and freckles. (Jean) fidgeted with her pony tail
watching someone off camera. Anne's voice began the narration
from behind the camera. "Hello, we are here with Jean and Alice
and their Moms. How old are you girls?"

   "I'm almost nine" Alice chimed.

  " I'm already nine." answered Jean.

   "Such big girls!" Alice praised. "Are you girls friends?"

  "No Mam." Alice said. "We just met this morning. Our Moms know
each other."

  "I'm sure before long you two will be the best of friends."
Alice sugar-coated her narrative. "Jean do you know why you are
here today?"

   Jean looked again off camera as someone muttered something out
of microphone range. " Because Mommy says its time for me to
become a grown up girl..." She parroted...(again more off camera
prompting.) "Mommy says that I'm here to learn what little girls
are for."

  "And Alice, do you know what little girls are for?" Anne asked.

  "My Mommy told me that big girls are supposed to be their
Mother's toilets." Alice said nervously. "But I'm not sure what
that means."

   "That's right Alice. You are a very clever girl." Anne said.
"Being a girl toilet is a very big honor. Its what girls do when
they want to be young ladies."

  "What do we do?" Jean said looking around at the woman off
camera. "I mean, what is a girl toilet?"

  "Well..." Anne said slowly..."She's a woman who has the honor
of letting her Mommy use the bathroom in her mouth."

  Both children looked wide eyed and stunned. "In my mouth?"
Alice said incredulously. "You mean she goes tinkle in my mouth?"

  "Not just tinkle Alice" Anne said confidently. "She also goes
number two. Its really a great honor." The camera changes
directions to two women (obviously the mothers) standing next to
another wide screen tv. The tv goes on and shows a series of
little girls about Jean and Alice's age receiving shit from
woman's bottom's in their faces. The girls in the movie seem not
only resolved to their jobs, but seem to be enjoying receiving
long turds in their mouths. They smile as they chew and swallow
the crap...their faces coated in filth.

   The camera pans back to the two children, both red faced with
their hands over their mouths in shock and embarrassment. "No
Mommy No!" Jean began to cry.."please don't make me!"

  Jeans Mother came over and hugged her daughter. Sharon Roth
cooed softly to Jean as she cried big tears. "Now Jeannie
baby...every girl has to go through this. Its part of growing up.
I did it for my Mother, and now its your turn. Trust me, in no
time you will come to love doing it. I and Susan do it together
almost every week end. Anne, that lady with the camera knows lots
of girls your age who love doing it."

   By now bother little girls were sobbing in their Mother's
arms. "Alice, you have to be a big girl now" Susan lectured. " We
will start out simple with some bottom licking, then after you
get used to it..."

   "Please mommy..." Alice wailed.."Don't make me!"

   Almost as if on cue, the two Mom's lowered their little girls
panties to their ankles. Susan spoke "Now bend over and show the
nice lady your pretty bottom Alice."

  "You too Jean." Sharon turned her daughter and pushed her
forward, raising her satin dress exposing her very white naked
butt.

  Both Mothers raised the dresses of their daughters exposing
their nakedness, and smiled at the camera as they spread the
little girls ass cheeks exposing their tiny pink assholes for
Alice to zoom in on. Both girls sobbed in humiliation.

  "Now look at those beautiful little girls holes." Anne cooed.
"Who is going to be first kissing the others pucker? Alice how
about you. Will you kiss Jeans bottom hole for your Mom and me?"
Alice's Mom took her daughter, straightening her up. "Watch Mommy
do it first" Susan said. Susan then leaned forward, her tongue
extended lapping at Jean's little pink pucker as Sharon smiled
holding her daughter's butt cheeks open wide as possible. Jean
gave a little whimper of surprise.

  Sharon smiled and spoke to Jean.."Doesn't that feel good Jean?"

  (Through sobs) "Uh huh." Jean muttered. "It feels funny but it
doesn't hurt."

   Susan began a more serious drilling of Jean's anus with her
tongue, followed by mouthing  the entire asshole with deep
delicious sucking noises..."mmmmmm" she moaned.."Sharon, her
asshole tastes even better than yours does."

   Sharon giggled girlishly. "I can hardly wait."

  Susan took her daughter, looking her in the eyes. "Now Alice, I
want you to be a big girl now. Put out your tongue and lick
Jean's bottom. Please."

   Alice's bottom lip quivered as she wiped away her tears. "OK
Mommy." Slowly she bent forward and very tentatively stuck out
her tongue. Looking up at the camera, she quickly gave Jean's
bottom a quick glancing lick.

   "Good girl!" Alice's Mother smiled..."that didn't taste bad
did it?"

   "No mommy, its just gross" Alice mumbled.

   "This time try to keep your tongue there longer. And push it
inside her bottom a little more." Susan encouraged.

   Alice's eyes welled up with tears as she began to lick the
other little girls butt crack. One could tell she was totally
disgusted. Soon she seemed to relax a little and began to lick
the butthole with greater ease. She still seemed very much
unpleased.

   "Very Good Alice. Now be very brave." Anne spoke from behind
the camera. "Put your mouth open and push your tongue deep into
Jean's bottom. Feel around inside her hole with the tip of your
tongue"

  Alice shoved her tongue up Jeans butthole as far as she could.
Her face blushed crimson and the gentle sounds of sucking came
from her tiny mouth. Withdrawing she looked to her Mom. "Oh
Mommy, Im so ashamed."

  "There there", Susan hugged her little girl. "Now its your
turn. Lift your skirt and open your bottom. Jean has to learn how
to lick you too."

   Soon Jean was sucking Alice's butthole with even better style
than Alice had hers. It seems that Jean found the humiliation
somewhat more exciting. Jean was able to get used to shoving her
tiny tongue deep into Alice's hole, and even managed to tongue
fuck her anus on Anne's encouragement for the camera.

   "What good girls you are!" Anne spoke from behind the camera.
"Your Mommies must be So proud of you. Now. Lie on the floor
please Jean and Alice. Its time for you to lick your Mommies
bottoms now that you know how."

   Jean and Alice obeyed, lying down on the plastic covered
carpet. Susan and Sharon arranged their daughters dresses so
their little bald pussies were easily in view of Anne's camera.
The two children looked dazed with the ordeal, but made no
further complaint as their adult Moms pealed down their panties,
straddled their heads and lowered their wide naked butts down to
their faces. Anne zoomed in with the camera to catch the detail.
Both women had rather hairy privates, including their butt
cracks. The degree Susan and Sharon spent wiping their asses
clean from their last shit seemed also absent. Dried bits of
feces clung to the matted asshairs around their assholes.

  "Mommy.."Alice whined.."Your bottom is dirty..do I have to lick
it? Can't you clean it first?"

  Susan smiled down at her daughter, her ass still hovering just
over the child's face. "Sweetheart, that's going to be your job
from now on. You must lick me clean each and every day! You will
get used to it. Remember how kitty cleans her kittens? She licks
their little buttholes clean as a sign of love. You love me
don;'t you?"

  "Well,...yes Mommy I love you." Alice replied.

  "Then show me." Susan cooed. "Lick my dirty bottom like kitty
does."

   Alice crinkled her nose in disgust. Holding open her mothers
ass cheeks she stuck out her tongue touching it to the hairy
hole. Immediately she began to make retching noises. "Mommmmeeee!
It tastes bad!" she sobbed.

  Susan began to lose her patience with her daughter. Sitting
firmly on the child, smothering her with her dirty ass, she held
the child down. "Now Alice, don't make me angry. You stick your
tongue in my asshole right now and lick it clean!"

  Letting up her ass from Alices face, the little girl gasp and
sputtered for air, a trail of saliva dribbled from the dirty
butthole to the tip of the little girl's tongue.

 Alice dutifully began to lick the shit from her mother's
asshairs. She had resigned herself.

  Jean was doing a little better with Sharon. Without complaint
she had begun tugging at the dribbles of dried shit with her
lips, and the brown halo around her mouth was beginning to run in
streaks down her freckled face into her red hair.    Sharon
looked down and grinned at Jean. "You are getting a bit brown
around the mouth darling, let me wash you." She repositioned
slightly and without further warning began urinating in little
Jeans face.

   Jean choked back the piss then settled back letting it cascade
over her face , her eyes closed tight, her mouth still open and
overflowing.

   Sharon began to push and her asshole swole outward into a
rounded bud. "Get ready Jean" Anne warned from behind the camera.
"Open your mouth and prepare for your first shit meal."

  Jean opened her eyes to see a large firm turd beginning to
emerge from her Moms dilating anus. "I'm scared Mommy." she
squeaked.

   "It's ok Jeannie" Sharon soothed. Just bite off a little and
chew it. I will wait for you to swallow before going on"

  "OK." Jean agreed. She took the end of the bowel movement in
her tiny mouth and bit it off. Her face grimaced as she chewed.
The turd half bitten remained dangling part  in and part out of
Sharon's ass.

   Meanwhile Susan was preparing her own push into little Alice's
face. "I'm going to shit now Alice. Catch it in your mouth."
Instead of a firm log as Sharon had forced out, Susans shit
blooped out in half firm spurts. The first one hit the back of
Alice's open mouth and she immediately clamped shut her mouth and
squealed in fright and disgust. Flaying her head from side to
side in the struggle, more and more shit caked her face and head
as Susan let loose a barrage of diarrhea. Susans ass made farting
gurgling noises as the last drippings of shit trailed out and
hung obscenely from her asshairs over the filth covered Alice.

  Susan smiled at her work. Sitting down on her daughter once
again, she mashed the shit all up and down her little Alice with
her ass . Smearing it from forehead to chest coating both her own
naked butt with shit, and her daughter's head.

  "Now Alice." Susan beamed. "Before I let you up, you must lick
my ass completely clean. That should teach you to keep your mouth
open when I shit on you."

  Alice began to blubber as a shit bubble formed over her mouth.
Slowly she began to suck the shit off her Mother's ass..
"Beautiful...beautiful." Anne panted from behind the camera,
which now was shaking a bit. The camera cut off and faded in to a
new scene.

   Jean and Alice again sat before the camera, clean and combed,
smiling confidently. "It is six months later and our two young
ladies have returned to tell us how their education is going as
Lesbian toilets." Anne narrated. "Alice, last we saw you, you
were having some problems. Did you ever get used to being shit
on?"

   "I'm fine now." said Alice beaming a broad smile. "Mommy shits
in my mouth every day, and I eat it down like a good girl. Then I
lick her bottom clean. I even eat my own shit now. Want to see me
do it?" Standing and turning around Alice lifts her skirt and
points her white cottoned pantied ass at the camera.

  "Very pretty panties Alice" Anne remarked. Suddenly they began
to bulge and turn brown from the center of the lump as Alice shit
in her underwear. Alice looked back over her shoulder smiling as
she shit her pants. As she finished she sat back down and
squirmed around mashing the shit and giggling.  She then stood,
turned her ass back to the camera and slowly pealed down the shit
coated panties with much of the mess still clinging to her tiny
bottom. Gingerly she stepped out and carefully placed the heavy
laden brown mess over her head and put the seat of the dirty
underwear so that it cupped around her face. Taking both hands
she pushed the mess into her face, her sweet blue eyes looking
through the leg holes as shit dribbled out down her dress. She
made sucking sounds as she ate the shit from her own underwear.

   "Mmmm." she said in a gooey muffle. "Mommy loves me to do
this. Its her favorite."

   Jean didn't say a word, but lifted Alices skirt and shoved her
own face into Alices shit covered butt crack. "Your shit is so
yummy Alice." She said with a mouthful. "It's almost as good as
my Mommies."

   Ling sat before the mirror in the bathroom sobbing. She pulled
the comb through her hair and despite a lengthy shower still
found the comb pulling bits of shit from her hair. "What a
worthless person..." she said to herself. "You are lower than an
eater of garbage now. You are an eater of human wastes." Her eyes
cast down at the beautiful clothes laid out for her choice of
things to wear. "At least I now look like the princess in my
dreams." she consoled herself. But the hard job lay ahead of her.
She must now go and recruit other girls her age, seduce them with
money, bring them here for Lady Anne to reduce to as low a person
as Ling had become. Ling blushed at the though. How would she
admit to her friends that her knew found wealth came at such a
price? And if they too were seduced by the money, would she not
be guilty as Lady Anne of their dishonor?

    Ling steeled her nerve. Dressing in the richest gown of
highest value of the six laid out for her, she left the bathroom
to join Lady Anne for Breakfast, which was being served in the
drawing room of the Hotel suite.

   "You are looking much refreshed." Anne mused. "Feel better now
that you are `clean' again?"

  "Ling not clean in here." The young girl pointed to her heart.
"Ling is as you call..toilet girl now. Always unclean, always
dishonored."

   Anne munched casually on a bit of roast pork on her gilded
plate. "Oh well, you look a hell of a lot better than when I
found you yesterday begging in the gutter. I suggest you learn to
live with guilt. Its good for your bottom line."

   Ling didn't know what that meant, but she guessed at the
callousness of Anne's tone, it meant get to work and don't
complain. Ling rose without eating any of the food laid out
before her. "Ling go now to find more girls for Lady Anne. This
Ling's place. This Ling's new face. Ling is girl agent for Great
lady Anne. Ling must honor."

   Ling was shown to the hotel lobby by the same 16 year old maid
that the previous evening had served Lady Anne's sexual needs.
  "I am Quan." The teen told Ling as they descended in the
elevator. "You are hired by the American? She pays well and
treats well, but takes away all dignity" She spoke in the Asian
language both girls knew. "I too have lost face. I am now little
more than a whore."

  Ling hardened her eyes at the familiarity of this woman still
in a maid uniform, to speak such to Ling  who now was a hotel
guest. "Mind your tongue and save it for the private parts of
Lady Anne!" Ling snapped. "I have no interest in discussing your
business arrangements. I have my own yoke to bear."

  The elevator opened and Ling walked briskly across the lobby of
the hotel, her face crimson. She wondered how much of the staff
already knew what she had done this morning. Probably all of
them. The door man smiled politely and opened the entry, the same
man who the day before had insulted her as she begged for money.
The staff may find the little girl lowest of the low, but they
were showing her the respect only money can buy.

  A cab was standing by ready to escort Ling wherever she wanted
to go. Anne had arranged an all day driver. The man stood by the
cab door bowing to Ling. "Good Morning Lady Miss." he spoke
politely. "Where does the Lady wish to be taken today?"

  Ling sat in the back seat as the driver pulled away into the
traffic, honking and being honked at in the busy chaotic streets.
"Take me to Lapianao." Ling said distinctly, trying out her new
power. At least this job had it's perks.

   Lapianao was the squatter section of the city near the dump
where the poorest of the poor scratched out subsistence; begging,
scrounging for refuse, or in many cases the dens of nefarious
criminal activities such as  pick pockets, murder for hire, and
prostitutes. This was also where Ling lived. As the taxi came to
a stop along the narrow alley of cardboard and tac hovels, the
stand-bys began to gather around in curiosity to see who was
coming to visit this place of last resort.    Ling stepped from
the cab, which remanded idling, awaiting her next destination.
The driver eyed the locals suspiciously lest one rob him or steal
the tires while his back was turned for 30 seconds.

   "Look!" The murmur went up. "Its Ling Ang! Look how she is
dressed! She comes in a cab!" the entire grapevine network of
whispers went into motion and within 2 minutes everyone with a 12
block radius knew that the little orphan beggar had returned
mysteriously wealthy.

  Ling didn't answer the barrage of questioned posed her by the
stand-bys. She ignored the stares and the sudden flurry of
attention. She turned instead to her friend Swe, a 10 year old
beggar girl of similar circumstance to herself. "Swe, go and find
girls for me between 6 and 12, none yet in bloom of womanhood.
You come too. Meet me at the Jeein Kitchen at noon time. I buy
lunch for 20 girls and offer you a chance of a lifetime. Tell
none of these standbys. I want us beggar girls alone. None other
may hear." Ling whispered in her ear. "And only ask girls who are
pretty."

   Ling got back into the cab and pulled away. In her mind she
saw Swe going to the others like herself whispering her words.
How the Lapianao neighborhood must be bursting with envy and
curiosity. By not saying what was going on her reputation was at
least for now salvaged. The rumors would go on for some time but
none would guess the truth of it.

  The cab pulled up in front of the Jeein Kitchen. This was a
restaurant in the slightly less ratty section of town, that many
beggar children came to for table scraps. The owner was a bit
kinder than many other of his class. He made more of an effort to
give the children who came to him food without treating them like
dogs. Still, he could ill afford to be totally charitable. The
want and need in this country would soon bankrupt him in the
ensuing crush of begging hands.

   Ling walked into the front door, more accustomed to going to
the back, Jeein stood there bowing to the obviously wealthy
patron, though only a little girl.

  "Jeein, it is me, Ling Ang." She said.

  "Ling? The girl who comes with her friends to the backdoor?
What has become of you? Did you find a rich uncle?" the Old man
opened his eyes widely in surprise.

  "You could say that." Ling downcast her eyes. "Jeein, I need to
use your back room for a meeting of the beggar girls who frequent
your back door. They are coming here for lunch. Naturally I will
pay you in advance. Its a private affair. You must leave the food
for 20 on the table, and make yourself away for our privacy. Its
business."

  Jeein stared at the notes Ling pulled from her sequined purse..
"The reservation is done." He bowed politely. He turned and began
shouting orders to his cooks and serving staff to prepare a
banquet for twenty in the back room.

   Ling sat at the large table prepared for her guests. The food
was rice, stir fry fish and pork, noodles and squid. The drink
was coconut juice and other tropical fruit juices. At noon the
door opened to the prepared conference and Swe entered with
another 19 girls. Just as requested they were all in rags, dirty,
preteen and pretty youths . They stared about wide eyed in the
wonder of this mystery..

  Taking their seats the children fell on the food greedily.
Curiosity aside, they were all very hungry first. "What is going
on Ling?" Swe said through gulps of food. "You have created a
fury at Lapiano. They are saying you found the lost golden statue
of Buddha."

  "Finish your food first, then I will speak." Ling said. Her
heart was racing. Now the other shoe must drop. She must admit to
these girls how she earned this money. There was no way to lie
about it and secure their help.

  As the meal concluded and the girls sat back their bellies
fuller than they had been in months, they all gave praise to
their hostess. Ling the great lady, Ling the generous, Ling the
wise.

  Ling stood, bowing low. The girls hushed their chatter. "My
friends, I am none of these things. I am Ling, lowest of the low,
Ling less than a beggar, Ling who sold her soul."

  "No, No!" came the protests.

  "Yes it is true." Ling continued. "I have been hired and stand
to become quite rich it is true, but at a price that loses all
face for me. I am a toilet girl."

  "What in the name of the Ghosts of our fathers is a toilet
girl?" Swe asked.

    Ling stood up and climbed onto her chair. From her purse she
withdrew a hand full of local currency and threw it out over the
table. The girls quickly grabbed it gleefully. Had their
attention already not been riveted it certainly was now.

  "I have been given the chance to earn a vast fortune. It is my
job to do my Mistresses bidding. She bids that I find 20 girls my
age willing to also earn a fortune for two weeks work. I have
selected you my friends."

  There was much gleeful chatter and bowing and thanks.

  "But wait." Ling continued. "Before you agree, this is what you
must do." Ling, still standing on her chair turned round, lifted
her silk skirt and slowly lowered her cotton white panties. The
room became immediately silent as Ling squatted and began to shit
on her own dinner plate.

  The children, were shocked into stone silence. The only sound
was that of the shit slipping slowly from Ling's rear end and
plopping on the dish. As Ling finished the last poot, she pulled
up her underwear without wiping, lowered her skirt and sat back
at the table. Taking her chop sticks she lifted the still wet
blob of crap and placed it to her mouth, taking a bite. Her eyes
looked out at the others, all frozen like so many human waxworks.
As she swallowed the vile morsel, she again spoke.

  "Lady Anne will pay $1000 American dollars to any girl here
present who agrees to become a toilet girl for her movie. It is
disgusting and it is humiliating work. But it is a greater
fortune than you can earn in a dozen years of begging."

  The murmur of quiet whispers filled the room. "Did you say
$1000 American? Can this woman be trusted? Does eating filth hurt
you? Does it taste bad as it smells?" and similar questions.
peppered Ling.

  Ling stood putting her hands in the air. "Any who agrees must
now prove their intention. If you want this job, do as I do.
Stand in your chair and make shit on your plate. I will not bring
a girl to Lady Anne who will change her mind at the last minute.
I need to fulfill the conditions of my contract."

  Swe was the first to stand upon her chair. "For that money, I
too will give myself this disrespect." She turned raising her
ragged hem exposing a pair of very soiled dirty panties already
full of holes. Lowing them to her knees, Swe squatted over her
plate and began to push. All stared as her little anus began to
pout outward, her round ass spreading with her dirty hands.
"Bloop!" a diarrhea spattered her plate and the two girls on
either side of her who gave a surprised yelp. Turning back Swe
made an expression of disgust, then cupped the runny movement in
her hands, taking it to her mouth and began to sip it...then
drink the slime. Taking her hands away, the brown dribble ran
down her chin. She looked up her face blushed in a deep crimson.
"Do I get the job Ling?"

  "Yes." Ling couldn't look her friend in the eye. "Who else
wants this?"

  One by one the remaining girls rose in their chairs. For the
next several minutes the sounds and smells of shit permeated the
air as the little girls crapped on their plates. Most splattered
from their poor diet, some made slightly less firm pastes, but
all made a stench that was ungodly. The shitting done the little
girls turned to face the meal of disgrace. Some swallowed the
shit with a degree of ease, others wretched it back, a couple
vomited outright. Every girl made the attempt. Every girl that
day became a disgusting shit eating little whore.

  "Please to lick clean all of the shit." Ling instructed. "We
must respect our host who lends this room for our business. Leave
no trace."

                                                          END OF
PART THREE