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...

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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!"