Author: Mythos Title: High school days (Julia Gets Ready) Universe: Lily Version: 1 Date: Aug 7, 2019 Word Count: 2400 Keywords: ff, rim, ws, scat Summary: Julia is still new to working with Evelyn. She's getting ready for the next job, only to get waylaid by Evelyn's mother... This story is part of the Lily series. Visit /~Mythos/ for the full story. Please provide any feedback to mythos@nym.hush.com. I especially appreciate constructive criticism. ________________________________________________________________ High school days (Julia Gets Ready) by Mythos Julia knocked on the door to Evelyn and Lily's apartment. She had just been buzzed in from downstairs, and Lily answered within seconds. "Reporting for duty," Julia said. Lily ushered her through to Evelyn's bedroom. Evelyn was talking on her phone. She was leaning on her desk and wrapped in a towel, evidently having caught the call straight out of the shower. "I don't care," she was saying. "I don't want him." Evelyn listened. "I don't _care_. No. If Niko can't do it, then get Alvaro, or Chen, or that Asian guy... The guy from four weeks ago. Sure... Just someone I know... I don't fucking give a shit what they're doing." "What's wrong?" Julia whispered. "Is everything okay for tonight?" "Our escorts canceled." "Oh." After Lily had come home one too many times with bruises and no money to show for it, Evelyn started hiring strongmen. When a burly brute was present when picking up or dropping off Lily, clients were more inclined to pay, and not to damage the merchandise. Evelyn put the phone to her breast and addressed Julia. "Your clothes are in Lily's room. Use the shower in my mom's bathroom. Mine's broken." "Are you sure we're going tonight?" "Maybe. Go get ready. Lily. Show her." Lily led Julia to her room. Several shopping bags sat next to the bed. This was Julia's fourth job with Evelyn, but she was already knew the drill. Each job brought new clothes, which would end the night soiled or destroyed. Julia pawed through the bags. A slutty micro-dress, G-string and bra, garter belt, and stockings--all black. Not her usual style, but fun nonetheless. She started disrobing. "Aren't you going to shower first?" asked Lily. "I don't smell that bad." Although she did. It had been six days since her last shower. That time included three cheerleading practices, five fucks, and a single pair of panties. Her body was still damp from practice earlier today. "Evelyn wants you to shower," said Lily. "Yeah... but I was thinking no. You see, no one is going to notice if I'm not perfectly clean. So how about we just say I did." "I don't keep secrets from Evelyn." "Wow. You can be super lame sometimes. Fine. I'll shower." If it were up to Julia, she'd never bathe again. She'd just allow her body to become smellier and filthier until it was overpowering. Why? Maybe it was some childhood exposure, or maybe she was just wired wrong, but being filthy made her wet. Mysophilia it was called. She'd looked it up back when she was trying not to give in to her guilty desires. But there would be no more guilt, not now that Evelyn had helped her embrace who she was--a filth slut. Unfortunately, most clients didn't share her kink. She carried the bags and a towel to the bathroom down the hall. The shower was a glass-enclosed corner that took many minutes to warm. When it did, she stepped in long enough to wet her hair and rinse off, nothing else. Her pubic bush was damp more from old sweat than water. Julia donned the panties and the stockings. Next, she stepped into the garter belt and was trying to figure out the clips when the bathroom door opened. Julia spun to see an older woman in a tight cocktail dress. Her face was done up. Her shoulder length hair was a dark auburn, but her skin was as pale as Evelyn's. "Jesus Christ," she said. "Am I ever going to get to use my own bathroom?" "Ah. Sorry." The woman stepped aside, suggesting Julia leave, so Julia gathered her bags and hurried out. Back in Lily's bedroom, she continued dressing. ...But she left the dress in the bathroom. She knocked politely and opened the door. The woman was already sitting on the toilet with her cocktail dress bunched about her waist. The sound of tinkling urine cut. She glared at Julia. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry." Julia slamed the door. "I forgot my dress." Silence at first, then came the woman's voice. "Be quick." Julia entered. She sidled around the woman and snagged the dress draped in the sink. As she was leaving, the woman spoke. "You've got your garter on wrong." "What?" The woman reached and pinched the garter's seam around Julia's waist. "It's inside out, and you put them on in the wrong order." "What do you mean?" "You've got the garter over your panties. How are you supposed to take your panties off without taking it all off? Look at how I've got it." The woman gestured to herself. She wore her own garter belt, and her panties were on the outside, which had made them easy to slide them to her ankles. Julia got a glimpse between the woman's legs at a dense thicket of fur. The woman didn't close her legs. "You're going to need help with the straps too. You've got those wrong too." "You want me to change here?" "You clearly need help." In the cramped bathroom, Julia was standing close enough to her that their legs were near touching. The woman didn't seem to care, so Julia set down her dress and lowered her panties and garter. She was naked now apart from the stockings. The woman watched from her perch on the toilet. Garter came on, then Julia reached from the panties. "Not yet. Straps first" The woman pulled Julia close and clipped the strap to the stockings at the appropriate places. Julia studied the woman. She was likely in her late thirties. Age had weathered her some, but not much. She must have been beautiful when she was younger, and much like Evelyn. However, she was curvier, and she had brown hair instead of black, and a rack so large, she probably had to remind herself to lift with her legs. They weren't obscene, but they were a mother's rack. "You are Evelyn's mom, right?" "Call me Mary. And you're Evelyn's preppy cheerleader friend. Julie?" "Julia." Mary focused on the straps along the butt. "Aren't you the girl Lily visits on Mondays and Thursdays?" Julia's heart caught. "I babysit her while Evelyn's at rugby." "So you're the person who's been teaching my little girl to eat shit." "What? No. What?" Julia cringed away from the woman. She covered herself. "You are, right?" Mary asked. "I... have no idea what you're talking about." The woman snorted. She pulled Julia close again to finish her work. "You think I don't know? Lily tells me herself. She says you're a real kinky girl. More than me." "You?" "I can get messy, but I only do it if a client wants it. Lily says you're a bonafide scat whore. You love eating shit." Julia realized something. "Oh! You're the woman Lily talks about, aren't you? You did that performance once with your daughter. Lily fisted you and then she threw up." "That's right." "Wow. Lily didn't say it was her mom. I'm your secret admirer." "If half of what I've heard about you is true, you're in whole other league from me." Mary finished fastening Julia's garter. "But I heard you took a fist up your ass. And you licked it clean afterward. Lily said she pushed her fist into your _uterus_. I can't take any fists anywhere." "So I can take a fist or two. You've been eating my daughters' shit. And now Eve is getting all these clients for you to do things even I won't to do." "Not really," said Julia. "Evelyn keeps saying she'll get me dirty clients, but so far all they've wanted me to do is lick their ass or something." "That's the kind of thing most working girls dread." "I'm not like most girls." Julia looked over Mary's cocktail dress. "Oh! Are you coming with us tonight? I would love to fist your ass. You could make me lick it clean like you tried with Lily. I'll do it." "No. Not tonight, girl. I'm seeing my old regulars tonight." "...Oh." Mary studied her. "You like getting dirty, don't you?" Julia bit her lip bashfully. "You're fucked up, girl. You know that?" Another long stare, then Mary stepped out of her own panties and spread her legs wider. "Get down here." "What?" "I want to see you drink my piss." "I think I need to be getting ready..." Instead, Mary pulled Julia down to her knees. Julia didn't resist. Once Mary scooted her crotch to the edge of the seat, Julia found herself burying her face in the thicket of dense fur with her tongue working along Mary's thick labia. The girl hadn't any time to reconsider what she was doing before urine flooded her mouth. It dribbled down her chin and spilled over the front of the toilet seat. Some dribbled into the water. Some dribbled along the outside of the toilet. Most went down her throat. When Mary was done, Julia started sucking up the piss collected on the seat. Sinking low, she ran her tongue along the stream dribbling down the outside of the toilet. Mary scoffed at the sight. "You're a sick little girl." Julia kept cleaning. "I've got something else for you," Mary slid her fingers through her bush and tapped her middle finger over her asshole. "Really?" Julia looked up at her. "I thought you only did that for clients." "That's why you'll have to ask real nice." "Will you let me?" "Will I let you what?" Julia grinned. "Will you feed me your delicious shit? Shit right in my mouth and into my stomach? Please?" "Very well." Mary stood and turned. Straddling the toilet, she rested her hands on the cistern. Her dress was still bunched about her waist, and her ass pointed at Julia's face. Julia's heart hammered. "Well, girl," Mary said. "Get in there." Julia spread Mary's ass. In between was an inviting dark brown hole lined with brown fur. Beneath it, the rubbery lips of Mary's cunt hung down. It was beautiful to Julia, and she happily buried her face against her crack. Her tongue tickled Mary's asshole. "That's it, girl. Get ready. Here it comes." Mary pushed. Flesh unfolded into Julia's mouth. She easily pushed her tongue inside and touched the edge of a hard mass working its way out. The taste was potent. She dropped a hand to her pussy and found it soaking. Mary's anus widened more as it birthed the log. Julia fastened her lips about it and sucked. She'd imagined savoring it as it inched its way out, but the moment the end emerged, the column of shit piled rapidly through her lips. Within seconds, her mouth was packed. Mary kept right on pushing. What followed was much looser than the solid log. Julia held up her hands to catch the overflow squeezing between her lips and Mary's ass. Chunky shit flowed through Julia's fingers. A river dribbled down her chin and between her breasts. Clumps dropped onto the toilet seat. "Christ." Mary turned around. "You're making a mess." "Muhm Sohhy." "Eat that down, now. Then you better clean that up." Julia nodded. She could hardly chew the sludge in her mouth. She made do by mashing it with her tongue and swallowing solid pieces. It was slow going. "Quicker, girl. I'm not done." Julia attacked the pile in her hands like a starved dog, hardly chewing each mouthful more than once. Then she turned her attention to the clumps on the seat. "No. Get to that later," said Mary. She bent and presented her ass again. "Chew faster this time, and don't touch me with your hands." Mary did the honors of spreading her own cheeks this time. Julia pressed her dirty lips back on Mary's hole while she played with herself using her cleanest finger. Her cunt was dripping. Mary's hole flowered outward in prolapse, and a long, wet log slithered out. Julia caught it, mashed it with her tongue, and swallowed in time for another mouthful. Mary's bowels seemed endless. Julia gagged. She struggled to keep all this down, yet she never stopped eating. This was the depravity she lived for. Her fingers worked furiously on her cunt. She quivered as more shit poured down her throat. Mary's ass finally closed. She turned. "Look at that, girl. You really do love this shit. I should be charging you money." Julia smiled. Her chin had rivulets of brown. Mary sneered at the mess. "I'll clean myself, I think." She tore some squares of toilet paper and wiped her own ass clean of all the collected shit. The paper was a brown, crumpled mess. "Open," she said. Julia did, and Mary popped the paper in the girl's mouth. The paper became pulp in her mouth. Julia chewed and swallowed as best she could. Mary used several more squares of toilet paper on herself until they came away clean. They joined the mess in Julia's mouth. "That'll have to do," Mary said. "I have to get going." She pointed to the nuggets sitting on the toilet seat. "But _you_ aren't going anywhere until this bathroom is spotless." With that, she left. Alone, Julia paused a moment to make sure her stomach was settled. That woman shit like the alcoholic whore she was. What came out of her was fouler than both her daughters' shit and her own (the only scat she's ever known so far). It was fucking hot, but it was still new ground for her stomach. "What the _fuck_?" Evelyn was at the bathroom door holding her nose. She was dressed, showered, and ready to leave. Julia stared at her, shellshocked. "Uh... I'm not ready yet. Are we still going?" "We're leaving in _ten fucking minutes_." "Oh. Okay. I've just got to clean this up." Julia lowered and bit into one of the turds sitting on the toilet seat. "What the fuck are you doing?!" "I gohta clean it," Julia replied, her mouth full. "Just flush it! What the fuck is wrong with you? Get in the shower now!" "Sohhry!" Julia engulfed the last nuggets and hurried into the shower. She almost forgot to first remove her stocking and garter belt. Evelyn didn't let Julia out of her sight until she was simultaneously showering and brushing her teeth. Only then did Evelyn storm off. "Christ!"