Naruma and Mandy go to Comic-Con(NEW STORY!!!!)

[Narada]

OK, I finally finished the fourth chapter of the Naruma & Mandy/"Nerd girls in Love" saga. This one finally shows how truly nerdy our two favorite lesbians are as they head to Chicago Comic-Con!

The Nerd Girls in Love Saga:
Elevator Accident-- http://www.wetset.net/forums/showthread.php?t=415

Naruma's Wild Ride-- http://www.wetset.net/forums/showthread.php?t=561

Naruma and Mandy's Wild Weekend-- http://www.wetset.net/forums/showthread.php?t=883


Story contains: lesbianism, legal teens(18+), panty pooping, panty pissing, scat play, VOMIT, light S&M/bondage play.

Wonder Woman(including all related characters and paraphernalia), Batgirl, Supergirl, Metal Men, and The Gas Gang are copyright 2011 DC Comics.

Spider-Woman and N'Kantu the Living Mummy are copyright 2011 Marvel Comics.

All other characters, including Mutant Force, Mistress Moth, and Captain Cockroach, are my creations and copyrighted 2011 Narada Jagganath Enterprises, Inc.

Right. Let's get this show on the road!
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Naruma and Mandy go to Comic-Con
by
Sri Narada Jagganath, Esq.

Mandy slinked toward the convention center, her skintight costume squeaking noisily with every step. When she'd finally weaved her way through the parking lot and stood in front of the entrance to the building, she hesitated; it felt as if her spine had turned to ice. Just as she was about to turn tail, a warm hand shot out and slipped into hers. She turned and looked into the face of a beautiful girl with a smile brighter than a thousand sunsets. She was also wearing a body hugging costume, although hers was far more revealing than Mandy's.

"Having second thoughts?" Naruma asked sweetly.

"Yeah," Mandy nodded.

"TOUGH!" Naruma pushed the door open and pulled her girlfriend inside, laughing maniacally as she did so!

"Naru--!" Mandy squealed as she was drug onto the crowded convention floor. Everywhere she looked, there was a person dressed in a superhero costume. There were hundreds of booths scattered around the room, some representing comic book companies, others staffed by people selling used comics, toys, and other merchandise. There was an elevated platform in the middle of the chaos where two buxom beauties dressed in revealing Batgirl and Supergirl costumes alternated between dancing and mock fighting.

"This is my happening, and it freaks me out!" Naruma shrieked at the top of her lungs.

The two girls were at Chicago Comic-Con, the annual gathering that celebrated comics, movies, cartoons, "action figures," MMORPG's, and anything else essential to the nerd lifestyle. Both girls went every year, but this was the first one they'd attended together.

"So...when do you wanna do it ?" Naruma whispered salaciously in Mandy's ear as the Asian beauty thumbed through longboxes filled with vintage comics.

"I-I don't know..." the girl giggled nervously, running a hand through her hair. "W-we just got here, babe...what's the rush?"

"You'd better not chicken out; don't forget out bargain!" Naruma replied.

"I won't!" Mandy sighed. Thanks to Naruma, this year was going to be unlike any of the previous conventions she'd attended. As she continued browsing through the comics, she thought back on the events that had led up to that moment...

It all started on Wednesday, the day new comic books arrived in comic shops nationwide. As always, Naruma and Mandy took the day off work and hit their favorite comic book store, Graham Crackers Comics. After they stocked up on new and old ("back-issue") comics, the girls headed for a nearby Burger King to have lunch and talk about their purchases.

"Don't you just LOVE the smell of old comics?" Mandy picked up a comic from the stack piled on the table between the two girls and inhaled deeply.

"Mmm-hmm!" Naruma replied, a french fry dangling from her plump pink lips. She was reading Metal Men #6 from 1964. She had brought it mostly because of the cover, which featured the mechanical heroes laughing themselves to pieces--literally--as they were sprayed with fumes emanating from Chloroform, a member of the robotic Gas Gang. After a few pages, she was laughing her head off.

"You alright over there?" Mandy asked without looking up from her own comic. She was reading Wonder Woman # 124 from 1961, the first outing of The Wonder Family--Wonder Woman, Wonder Girl, Wonder Tot, and their mother Queen Hippolyta.

"This issue is SO fucking hilarious!" Naruma was laughing so hard that tears rolled down her eyes. "How the hell can robots laugh? And how exactly do you make robots out of GAS?!?"

"Hey, it was the '60's, " Mandy shrugged.

Naruma continued to laugh hysterically for awhile and then inhaled sharply. "I just peed a little."

Mandy dropped her comic and looked at Naruma in alarm. "NARU!"

"No, wait--I peed a lot!" In spite of the din in the crowded resturant, Naruma's urine could clearly be heard as it splashed noisily onto the tiled floor. "I'm STILL peeing, actually!"

"Naruma, NO! Don't do that here!" Mandy begged. "We come here every week--they know us!"

"So?" Naruma took a bite out of her hamburger as she continued to piss. "By the way," she whispered conspiratorily, "I'm taking a shit, too!"

"Fuck, Naru!" Mandy pinched her nose as the overwhelming stench of her lover's feculent release overpowered her. "You're sick, d'you know that?"

"That's why you love me!" Naruma sang merrily as she began leafing through more comics and eating her burger. "Oh god, Mandy...I've pooped SO much that it's runnin' out my fucking panties!"

Mandy shook her head in disbelief. She had been messing her panties for ages, but she always did it in the privacy of her bedroom or the shower. Naruma, however, totally got off on soiling herself in public. "You crazy bitch!" she giggled as she took a sip from the large shake the two of them were sharing.

Naruma bit her bottom lip and unleashed a noxious blast of gas that turned every head in the resturant. "I think I'm empty now!" She grinned.

"Um..we should probably go." Mandy hastily packed up their comics and wolfed down the rest of her food. She glanced over her shoulder just in time to see the resturant's heavy-set manager, Ralph, ambling toward them. "Um, hey Ralph!" She grabbed Naruma by the wrist and pulled her out of her chair, which was absolutely caked with poo! " My Naru-Naru just had a bit of an accident...she's been sick! I'm taking her home!"

"Hey, Ralphie!" Naruma cooed as Mandy drug her toward the exit. "I just shit all over myself!" She said the last bit loud enough for the entire resturant to hear.

Mandy's entire face went redder than an apple. "Jesus, Naru--!" she sighed as she pulled her girlfriend outside. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Are you mad at me?" Naruma asked sheepishly as she hobbled toward her car. Her white slacks were soaked from the crotch downward in the front and stained with golden, caramel colored poo from the seat all the way down to the bottom of her leg-bands in the back. The sensation was turning her on like crazy!

Mandy spread some old newspapers across the driver's seat and pointed at it. Naruma plopped down on the seat, her lips twisting into a wicked grin as the poo was flattened and smeared across her bottom. The two drove in silence until, after a few miles, Mandy exploded with laughter. "You are fucking INSANE!" she said at the end of her laughing fit.

"So...you're not mad?" Naruma asked.

"No...I was just a little embarrased, is all." Mandy admitted, adding, "Part of me wanted to join you."

"You should have done."

"No way!" Mandy chortled. "I would never have the balls to shit myself in public!"

"I dare you." Naruma stopped the car at a red light and looked at Mandy with a wicked glint in her emerald eyes.

"What are you, twelve?" Mandy chuckled.

"I double dare you."

"Naru..."

"I triple dare you. I QUADRUPLE dare you!" Naruma said whilst rocking back and forth in her seat, further smearing the thick, mushy poo all over her backside. "I...wait, what comes after quadruple?"

"What, here?" Mandy nervously looked at the passengers in the two cars beside them. Both sets of occupants-- a middle-aged redheaded woman in one car, a handsome dreadlocked man in the other--were intently staring at them.

"Nah. We're going to Comic Con in a few days--you should do it there!"

"What?!?" Mandy gasped. "You seriously expect me to shit myself in a room full of my fellow geeks? Forget it!"

"Chicken!" Naruma bent her arms and flapped them like wings whilst clucking and pecking Mandy with her nose.

"That stopped workin' on me when I was eleven." Mandy stuck out her tongue and started reading another comic book. "It ain't happening, Naru, so just drop it!"

"You know I'm gonna get you to change your mind, right?" Naruma kissed Mandy's cheek and started driving again when the light turned green.

"I wouldn't bet on it," Mandy smirked as she stroked Naruma's crotch through her piss sodden slacks."Now hurry up and get us home so I can get you outta these messy clothes!" (Mandy still lived with her parents at the time, but she thought of Naruma's apartment as her real home, and planned to move in right after graduation.)

[Narada]

Naruma and Mandy go to Comic-Con

Naruma's dare was the farthest thing from Mandy's mind over the next couple of days, as she was busy with work and preparring for graduation. Finally, the first day of the comic convention came; Mandy skipped school so she could attend. Her parents weren't home, so she was free to gad about the house wearing nothing but a pair of white cotton panties with red polka dots. She went to the kitchen, buttered a pan, and fried up a grilled cheese sandwich. As she waited for the bread to brown, she casually squeezed out all the piss she'd been saving up since the night before, leaving a massive golden puddle on the wooden floor her mother was so proud of! "Nothing like the first piss of the day!" She chuckled. Just as the amber cascade seeping from between her legs began to ebb, she broke wind rather loudly and started filling the seat of her panties with goopy, malodorous poo.It was at that moment that she remembered Naruma's dare from a few days earlier.

"She was just joking," Mandy reassured herself as she unleashed one prolonged, gaseous burst of flatulence that heralded a huge log of poo that stretched out her panties a great deal! Mandy grabbed her hot sandwich and plopped down on the floor right in the middle of her puddle of piss, smashing her poo flat and sending tiny lumps of excrement flying across the kitchen. She sat in her filth and merrily munched on her sandwich, reveling in her freedom. "If only Mom and Dad left early for work every day," she muttered. When she was finished eating, she felt like doing something naughty, so she grabbed a wooden serving spoon off the counter and smeared it with her poo. She then pulled aside the front of her panties and, holding the shit covered spoon by the handle, slowly worked it inside her pussy and fucked herself silly until she came. "I needed that!" She sighed before licking the spoon clean and shoving it in the dishwasher with a naughty smile.

After mopping up her piss, Mandy took a shower and then, wearing only a towel, went back to her room and got her costume out of the closet; it was one that the short lived teenaged version of Spider-Woman had worn in the fourth issue of her comic. The uniform consisted of a blue domino mask with mirrored lenses, blue bodysuit with a small red spider over the right breast, elbow length red gloves, and knee-high red boots. Mandy took a few minutes to apply gel to her shoulder length hair and style it into a short, spikey "bob" before putting on her costume. She then stood in front of her bedroom mirror, flexing her muscles and striking super-heroic poses.

"Never fear, Spider-Woman is here!" She beamed.

After she was done admiring her reflection, Mandy grabbed her little red clutchbag off her night table and headed out. As she hopped into her black sportscar, she whipped out her cellphone and pressed the "1" button, which instantly connected her with Naruma.

"Hey, sexy." Naruma purred.

"Hey!" Mandy grinned."I'm on my way--I can't wait to see your costume! Give me a hint!"

"Nope." Naruma laughed. "I want it to be a surprise!"

"You're mean!" Mandy pouted. "Tell me already!"

"No, you big baby!" Naruma giggled. "Just get your ass over here and see for yourself!"

"I hate you," Mandy scowled.

"I hate you more!" Naruma sang cheerily. "Now hang up! You know I don't like you talking on your cell phone while you're driving."

"Yes, dear." Mandy smiled. "See you in a bit.

Sixteen minutes after she hung up, Mandy pulled into the parking lot of Naruma's apartment complex. She had her own set of keys to her lover's place, so she let herself in. "Naru-Naaa-Rooo...Where are you?" She called out. She headed for the bedroom and was surprised to find it closed: Naruma always left it open. "You in there, Naru-Naru?" Just as she put her hand on the doorknob, the door flew open and Naruma stepped out.

"Ta-Da!" A mega watt smile was spread across the raven haired beauty's face. "How do you like my costume?" Naruma's outfit consisted of a golden tiara atop her curly black mane, a lowcut red bustier with two metallic W's stacked on top of each other on the chest, golden belt with an equally golden length of rope attatched to it, star spangled blue panties, and knee high red boots with a white stripe down the center. It was the classic uniform of DC Comics' Wonder Woman

Mandy's jaw had dropped the moment she saw Naruma in her full costumed regalia, and she remained in that state for several seconds afterwards. The girl was absolutely obsessed with Wonder Woman: her walls were plastered with posters of the Amazon princess, she had every single issue of her comic, and she routinely "pleasured herself" while watching episodes of the 70's TV series. In short, Mandy was in love with Wonder Woman. "Oh, my god, Naru!" She breathlessly whispered.

"I knew you'd love it," Naruma stroked Mandy's cheek; a shiver ran up the girl's spine, and she giggled softly. "Look at you!" Naruma went on. "This thing looks like it was spray painted on--you look amazing!"

"Are you kidding?" Mandy gasped. "I look like a little boy; you look like a fucking goddess!" She surged forward and tried to embrace her girlfriend, but Naruma danced out of her grasp. She tried again and again: each time, Naruma avoided her touch. "What the hell is up with you, Naru-Naru?" She cried in exasperation after her sixth attempt.

"Remember the dare?" Naruma replied while grinning maliciously.

"Not this shit again!" Mandy whined. "There's no way I'm shitting myself in front of all of those people!"

"Remember when I said I'd get you to change your mind? Well, this is how I'm gonna do it. You don't get to touch me until you shit yourself at the Con!"

"Damn it, Naru!" Mandy sighed. "Do you really wanna see me mess myself in public that bad?"

"I do."

"You oughta be ashamed...using my feelings for Wonder Woman to gratify your perverse sexual fantasies!" Mandy smirked. "And what if I refuse?"

"You won't," Naruma murmured. "Do this for me and I'll wear this costume EVERY...SINGLE...NIGHT."

Mandy's heart broke into a wild gallop and she started hyperventilating.

"Breathe, sweetie!" Naruma chuckled.

"You win...I'll do it!" Mandy panted. "But you gotta do it with me, Naru-Naru!"

"Of course I'm gonna do it with you!" Naruma smiled. "Did you seriously think I'd let you have all the fun?"

[Narada]

Naruma and Mandy go to Comic-Con (conclusion)

And so it was that Mandy found herself at Comic-Con, filled simultaneously with dread and excitement over the prospect of messing her costume in front of a massive crowd of fanboys and fangirls. She had a "full tank" the moment she set foot on the convention floor. Tiny dribbles of piss escaped her cunny and ran down her legs, and she was passing gas constantly. She held it in as long as she could, surreptitiously rubbing herself through her costume as the hours went by. Finally, while the two girls stood in a ridiculously long line waiting for the artist of the Mutant Force comic book to sign their copies of issue #1, Mandy leaned forward and whispered in Naruma's ear:

"I'm ready to pop!"

"About time!" Naruma grinned. Without another word, she unleased a cascade of piss all over the convention floor, thoroughly soaking her star spangled panties. At the same time, a massive log of poo began forcing its way out of her bum-hole.

Mandy caressed the turd as it stretched the cotton material of her lover's panties; she simultaneously kissed the back of Naruma's neck and whispered, "I love you, I love you" over and over again. Mandy uttered a low, guttural moan as she flooded her latex costume with piss: the warm fluid couldn't escape her skintight outfit, so it simply pooled in her boots. "Oh god!" She gasped as her asshole was spread wide by a monster poo log that was instantly smashed to a pulp as it met with the rear of her costume. She broke wind noisily, each retort further filling her panties and costume with poop. Finally, after the release of a particularly long, smelly blast of flatulence, she was done.

Naruma was still going, however; the entire rear of her panties had been stained a rich, chocolate brown, and tiny blobs of poo were escaping from her legbands. "Damn this high fiber diet of mine!" She smirked.

"Flippin' amateurs," a man behind them dressed as Captain Cockroach jeered.

"I know, right?" A blonde dressed as Celestia, Mistress of the Milky Way replied. "I pissed all over myself at my first few cons, but then I wised up and started wearing diapers!"

"I'm wearin' a pull-up under my costume!" A girl wearing a Mistress Moth costume beamed.

The two girls, astonished by what they'd just heard, looked at each other in amazement. "Guess we're not the only ones who've gone potty on ourselves!" Naruma smiled.

"OK, I am officially horny now!" Mandy grinned as she stroked Naruma's ass and squeezed the voluminous poop load in her star spangled panties.

As the girls finally got their autographs and got out of line, they ran into a beautiful and incredibly voluptuous Black woman swathed in white bandages from the neck down. The smell of urine and excrement clung to her like perfume. She explained to them that she was dressed as an obscure Marvel Comics character named N'Kantu, The Living Mummy.

"Um...isn't N'Kantu a boy?" Naruma giggled

"He sure is! I guess that makes me a cross-dresser!" The woman laughed. "Sorry about the smell...my stupid-ass boyfriend wrapped these fucking bandages too tight and I couldn't get out of 'em when I needed to use the washroom," the woman, whose name was Marlika, went on. "So I crapped myself, obviously." The woman was casually smoking a cigarette and didn't seem distressed by her predicament at all. "Looks like the two o' you didn't make it to the toilets in time, either!"

"Nope!" Mandy shook her head, her eyes drawn to Marlika's massive bust. Apparently, her boyfriend hadn't wrapped her breasts well enough; her dark chocolate nipples peeked out from under the wrappings.

The three women chatted for a bit as they wandered the convention floor, the topic of conversation ranging from comics to Japanese animation to relationships. Finally, after they browsed a table filled with piles of rare animation cells, Marlika parted ways with them. "Ya'll some cool ass bitches!" She smiled, embracing them both. "Hit me up on Facebook sometime, 'K? I gotta go meet my man at the gaming booth. It was nice talking to the two of you--see ya!" As she walked off, both girls' eyes were glued to the poop stained bandages that barely concealed Marlika's ample bottom.

"No way in hell that was an accident," Naruma opined.

"You think she's into shit?"Mandy asked excitedly.

"Definitely."

Neither of the girls had yet to encounter other people like themselves: the idea that there were others out there who got off on poo play was incredibly exciting "So...what's your policy on three-ways?" Mandy purred before embracing Naruma and brushing her lips against her long, alabaster neck.

"It's the same as my policy on everything else; if it feels good, do it!" Naruma replied, kneading and reshaping the poo in the seat of Mandy's costume until it resembled a cucumber. "We can call her back, if you want..."

"All I want is to get out of here," Mandy moaned. "Do you mind if we leave early?"

"Why the fuck not?" Naruma said as she took Mandy's hand and rushed toward the exit. "This con lasts all weekend, after all!"

The girls raced over to Naruma's car and put their bagfuls of comics, toys, t-shirts, and other memorabilia on the backseat: they couldn't bear to put such precious items in the trunk. One of the bags tipped over, spilling its contents all over the flloor. "Oh no--my action figures!" Naruma partially entered the backseat and bent over, desperate to keep her toys from getting dirty.

Suddenly Mandy, overcome with passion, surged forward, pulled down Naruma's star spangled panties, and buried her face between her lover's shit-filled ass cheeks. "Mmm-!" she moaned softly as her tongue ran up and down the length of her lover's crack.

"Mandy--baby!!!" Naruma sighed, her hand stroking her pussy through her piss stained panties

"Your ass tastes amazing--!" Mandy growled, forcing Naruma's fleshy cheeks apart, lapping up all the pungent, bittersweet poo and probing her puckered pink anal ring in search of more.

"Oh goddd..." Naruma moaned, relaxing her sphincter and unleashing a loud blast of flatulence directly into her lover's face.

"You baby dykes are so cute."

The two girls jumped to their feet at the sound of the familiar voice--it was Marlika. She had obviously followed them out of the convention center and had watched them making out, smoking all the while. "You two just can't keep your hands off each other, can you?" Mandy was turning hundreds of shades of red, but Naruma stood tall, eyeing the pretty woman who'd been spying on them.

"You've been following us all day, haven't you?" Naruma asked with a smile.

"Yup." Marlika admitted, taking another drag on her cigarette. "We have a lot in common...you like shit, I like shit...you like girls..." Marlika stepped forward and stroked both girl's cheeks. "I like girls..."

"Thought you had a boyfriend," Mandy whispered, absent-mindedly licking the poo off her lips.

"I do." Marlika replied. "Got a girlfriend, too." She pulled a strip off her bandage costume, wrote down her phone number on it, and stuffed it into Naruma's cleavage. "Call me. I think the three of us could have some fun together."

As the beautiful bandaged woman strutted off, Mandy, emboldened by the day's events, grabbed her by the arm. "Where the hell are you going? You ain't gonna want to miss this!" She then turned to Naruma and whispered in her ear; a wicked grin spread across the girl's face.

"Spider-Woman, you have been charged with committing crimes against humanity!" Naruma smiled as she unhooked the golden lasso from her belt and wrapped it around Mandy's torso until it bound her from her elbows to her wrists. "You will be taken to Paradise Island where you will learn Loving Submission at the hands of the Amazon Nation!"

Mandy's heart pounded like a jackhammer, and the wetness between her legs drastically increased; being bound by Wonder Woman's Magic Lasso was one of her greatest fantasies! Just as Naruma was helping her into the passenger seat of the car, Marlika stepped forward and ripped another strip of cloth off her costume; this one was caked with her excrement.

"Put this in her mouth." Marlika grinned.

Naruma looked to Mandy; the Asian beauty nodded and opened her mouth as wide as she could get it. Naruma rolled up the feculent cloth and stuffed it inside her lover's mouth, taking care not to obstruct her airway. She then kissed her cheek and shut the passenger side door.

"See you, Marlika!" Naruma waved, got behind the wheel and sped off, eager to get home. Every few miles, she pulled the gag out of Mandy's mouth to make sure that she could breathe and check that the ropes weren't cutting off her circulation.

"I'm fine, Naru!" Mandy insisted. Just hurry and get us home--!"

The moment the girls pulled up in front of Naruma's apartment complex, they jumped out of the car and raced for the door. There was a man standing in front of the building across the street having a smoke. It was "Mr. Opposite," Naruma's Peeping Tom. The cigarette fell from his lips as he saw what the two girls were wearing."You better get your ass inside!"
Naruma merrily called out. "You don't wanna miss the show!"

The two girls headed straight for the bedroom; once inside, Mandy shrugged off the rope, spat out the shitty gag, and tackled Naruma to the bed. They wrestled for a bit: because of her larger size, Naruma seemed to have the upper hand, but when the dust settled, Mandy straddled her lover and pinned her to the bed. She quickly scooped up the lasso and tied Naruma's arms to the bedpost. "Remember," she whispered, "If you wanna be untied for any reason, the safety word is 'dirigible.' "

"I know!" Naruma grimaced playfully and stuck out her tongue.

"Now that you have been bound, your Amazonian strength is gone!" Mandy sneered, re-assuming the persona of a villainous Spider Woman.

"Actually," Naruma corrected, "Wonder Woman only lost her strength if her wrists were bound by a man! Anyway, that weakness was done away with years ago."

"Do I need to gag you?" Mandy threatened.

"I'll be good." Naruma giggled.

Mandy shook her head and chuckled softly. She stepped off the bed and slowly peeled off the majority of her costume, leaving on only her mask, gloves and boots. She also kept on her baby blue panties; they were so packed with shit that they were practically falling off her. She put her hands on her hips and laughed maniacally.

"W-what do you plan to do with me?" Naruma whimpered, getting back into character.

"Anything I want!" Mandy replied, a twisted grin distorting her features. She straddled Naruma's prone form once again, using her tongue to trace the outline of her massive bust through the skintight red corset she wore.

"Y-you fiend!" Naruma was having a hard time pretending like she wasn't aroused: several animalistic groans of pleasure escaped her lips as Mandy ground her cunny against her own moist womanhood.

"Ahh--!" Mandy chuckled. "I guess living on an island full of girls taught you to enjoy the touch of a woman!" With that, she pulled down the top of Naruma's costume and feasted on her milky white breasts, paying special attention to the pale pink nipples and areolae that crowned them.

"Mmm..." Naruma moaned. She longed to have her hands free so that she could attend to her aching womanhood, but being restrained was a huge turn on for her, so she decided against speaking the safety word.

"I wonder what Amazon pussy tastes like." Mandy purred. She knelt beside the bed and slowly pulled down Naruma's star spangled panties.

"NO! You mustn't!" Naruma pleaded, although she was unable to keep a smile from her lips.

"You ain't givin' the orders around here, princess!" With that, Mandy spread Naruma's pink folds and lapped at the juicy center. "Mmm.." She moaned as her tongue probed deeper and deeper.

"Fuck--! Ohhh...FUCK!" Naruma squealed, thrashing about like mad. She tended to get very wet when she was aroused; her vaginal secretions thoroughly soaked Mandy's face.

"Tasty." Mandy licked her lips and stood with effort: it felt as if her knees were made of jelly. She opened a drawer in the night table beside the bed and pulled out a veiny black double dildo. She brought it to Naruma's face and waggled it at her menacingly; the bound girl pretended to recoil in horror.

"Get that thing away from me, you shameless creature!" Naruma shrieked while giving Mandy a look that said 'Would you just hurry up and fuck me already?'.

Mandy grinned as she dug into her panties and pulled out a handful of poo. She then smeared the excrement all over one end of the dildo. When she'd finished her task, she licked her gloved hand clean.

"W-what are you planning to do?" Naruma asked excitedly.

Mandy reached into Naruma's panties and took out another handful of shit--that second clump of poo was smeared on the other end of the double dildo. She licked a bit of Naruma's poo off her hand and smiled. "Your shit is really delicious, Amazon--you should try some!" She held her befouled hand over Naruma's lips.

The girl was far too horny to pretend that she wasn't into tasting her own shit; her tongue shot out and quickly cleaned the malodorous brown mess off Mandy's glove. "Baby," Naruma whispered, breaking character again, "I seriously need you to fuck me now."

Mandy brought the end of the dildo with her shit on it to Naruma's pink folds and savagely thrust it inside; a violent spray of cum and fecal matter shot into the air. "You like that?" When she got no answer, she grabbed Naruma's coal black hair and pulled it, yanking her head forward."Do you like what I'm doing to you?"

"Yes...god, yes!" Naruma shrieked. "Fuck me...FUCK ME!"

"Such language!" Mandy chuckled as she worked the poo coated dildo in and out of Naruma's sopping wet pussy. "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" She once again straddled her lover and pulled aside the front of her panties, exposing her swollen pink lower lips to Naruma's hungry gaze. "You like this pussy, don't you?" She rasped, working her folds with her shit stained gloves. "I may let you kiss it later, but I need me a good fuck first!" As she spoke, she slapped the other end of the shit smeared dildo against her meaty pink folds, coating it in shit. Then, with trembling hands, she spread herself wide and slowly worked the dildo into her moist depths.

"OH GOD!" She screamed. She sat entirely still for a moment, eyes shut, lower lip tucked beneath her teeth. Her eyes shot open when she realised that Naruma was wildy thrusting against her, vigororously thrusting the rubber phallus in and out of her pussy. "Holy god...oh, holy FUCK!"

"Take this dick, bitch...take all of it!" Naruma roared, pumping for all she was worth.

Gradually, a low gurgling sound issued from Mandy's throat. She puckered her lips and spat out a thick, milky white fluid all over Naruma's breasts and throat. Mandy had discovered years ago how to flex her stomach muscles and vomit whenever she wanted; as a kid, it got her out of going to school or church. As an adult, she'd worked it into her sexual repertorie, casually showering her lovers with gallons of her puke--always checking to make sure that they were alright with it first, of course. Needless to say, Naruma loved it and begged Mandy to puke all over her whenever they fucked.

Mandy had intended to say that her vomit was actually web-fluid mixed with a paralytic venom, but she was so turned on that she'd abandoned all attempts at role-play and had simply given herself over to the sexual frenzy coursing through her slender frame.

"Oh yeah, baby...puke all over me!" Naruma squealed as Mandy opened her mouth wide and drenched her with warm, sticky bile. She managed to catch quite a bit of it in her mouth, whereupon she hastily swallowed it. "Oh god, Mandy...untie me! Dirigible! DIRIGIBLE!"

Mandy moved as if in a trance, leaning forwad and undoing the knots in the rope that held her lover captive. As she did so, Naruma suckled the girl's miniscule pink nipples. "Ohhhhh..." she sibilated.

When Naruma's arms were freed, she wrapped them around Mandy and held her close, her frenzied pelvic thrusts reaching a fevered pitch. "I'm cumming, baby...oh I'm gonna cum SO hard! Take that thing outta me....cumming....OHH--!" Just as Mandy plucked the dildo from her lover's dripping wet snatch, Naruma came, trembling violently as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

Mandy rolled over onto her back, a pleasant tingle running up her spine as the poo in her panties flattened and spread out. She violently worked the massive dildo in and out of her cunny, questing for her own climax. When Naruma recovered, she grabbed hold of the dildo and plunged it into Mandy's pussy while she kissed her neck and caressed her lithe little body. In no time, the diminutive Asian girl had her own violent orgasm, pitching and thrashing about the bed as sticky, translucent fluid seeped out of her cunny. "Fuck...oh, shit!" She panted when she found her voice again. She laid there for a bit, stroking her sex through her filthy panties, a goofy grin plastered across her face.

"You really made a mess of me!" Naruma was stood beside the bed with her hands on her hips. There were chunks of puke in her hair, on her face and breasts, and all over her costume.

"I know!" Mandy chuckled, pulling off her mask and flinging it aside. "I'll get you clean." She hopped up and ran her tongue all over Naruma; however, instead of getting her clean, she puked on her over and over until she was filthier than she was before! "Sorry," she said with a laugh. "Darn flu bug goin' around."

"Uh-huh." Naruma giggled. "On your knees." When Mandy had done as she was commanded, Naruma grabbed the golden lasso and tied one end of it around Mandy's neck. "You're on clean-up duty. You are going to get me clean, no matter how long it takes. Move!" Naruma headed for the bathroom, dragging Mandy along behind her like a dog. Before they got too far, she turned around and pulled Mandy back into the bedroom, making the girl gag a little. After checking to make sure that her lover could breathe properly, Naruma barked out an order:

"Bring that along." She pointed to the double dildo, which glistened with their vaginal secretions. When Mandy tried to grab it, Naruma yanked the rope. "Don't use your hands."

Mandy looked up at Naruma, a thoroughly debauched expression distorting her features. She leaned forward, biting into the rubber dick and plucking it off the bed.

"Good girl!" Naruma laughed. "Now, get to the bathroom."

Mandy merrily crawled out of the bedroom, thick strings of saliva running down her face as she held the dildo between her teeth. She knew that clean-up duty was going to result in some VERY dirty acts, and she could not wait to participate in each and every one of them...

EPILOGUE:
"Mr. Opposite" came at least six times while watching Naruma and Mandy's sexual escapades: once, he even managed to ejaculate twice in a row! Unfortunately, the poor bastard rubbed himself raw and was unable to pleasure himself for several days afterwards.

[DaveW]

Fantastic story! You've outdone yourself! I love the public settings of both the Burger King and the Comic Con, and I love the outfits, especially the Wonder Woman blue panties with stars. Fantastic writing and premise.

Thank you!

[Narada]

You're so welcome,Dave W!

[Lucibelle]

Yummi!

Very very very nice job, Narada . Def looking forward to your next story

~Luci

[tasteit]

once again...:.....

Bloody brilliant story. Thanks

[Narada]

To Lucibelle & tasteit

Very very very nice job, Narada . Def looking forward to your next story

~Luci

Thanx! I had a feeling you'd like this one, Luce! The story I'm working on now is hetero, but I'll bang up another lesbian story for you ASAP!

Bloody brilliant story. Thanks.

You're so welcome! More to come soon!

[progpoop]

Holy shit, Narada! You just get better with each one, man. Very well done, once again. So uh, any chance of more adventures with Mandy and Naruma?

[Narada]

N & M 4-Ever!

Holy shit, Narada! You just get better with each one, man. Very well done, once again. So uh, any chance of more adventures with Mandy and Naruma?

Thanx, prog! This is definitely not the last you'll be seeing of Naruma and Mandy! While I was writing and re-writing this story, I came up with a few pages of story that I couldn't make fit into this chapter, but it'll definitely serve as the foundation for the next one. It may take awhile to finish, but the girls will be back! =)

[progpoop]

Dude, I.R.A. Patient Man. I can wait for another masterpiece. I love the public shitting, and I really love that they're starting to get into harder scat and farting and whatnot. Very good stuff. Thanks man.

[Narada]

You are so welcome, progpoop. More to come soon!