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Aiden idly laid against his pillows, flipping his thumb across his phone, looking for someone interesting to spend the night with. The orange fox was on his back, legs bent up at the knee, one crossed over the other and lightly bouncing up and down as he searched. He wasn't quite sure what he was looking for, but knew he wanted to at least try something different. He passed on profile after profile of various species, all looking for pretty much the same thing - some fox to come suck them off and be on his way. While Aiden was rather proud of his oral skills, it wasn't exactly what he wanted for the night.

Shortly before deciding to just say fuck it and jerk off, Aiden stumbled across a relatively attractive dragon. It didn't seem like he was trying particularly hard to make his profile look impressive, either, which somewhat added to the allure. The dragon hadn't even added a name to the profile. The oddest part though was when he scrolled down and read the sole picture's accompanying text: "Filthy subs only." Short, sweet, and to the point. A number of thoughts went through Aiden's mind, wondering just what the dragon had in mind. Cumming on him instead of in? Someone into rimming? Maybe some foot play? Aiden wasn't quite sure, but he figured he'd try to find out - it was different, after all. Quickly, he fired off a brief hey, and a couple pics of himself he'd had saved. The response was immediate, and just like the profile, straight to the point: "You filthy?"

Aiden scratched his head. The dragon clearly had a one-track mind - he even ignored the pictures. Still unsure, but not wanting to back out now, Aiden tried to match the dragon's demeanor and just texted back a simple 'yep'.

After another few seconds, the fox received his response - an address. Nothing more, nothing less. It was far from his typical interactions. Usually there'd be some casual flirting, teasing, both excited for the oncoming night. Aiden's curiosity wasn't deterred though, and despite the odd nature of the conversation, he decided he'd at least go check it out. Worst case was he could head back home. The place was only about a mile away, and he could probably walk it. With a shrug, the fox tucked his phone in his pocket and hopped up, grabbed his wallet, and made his way toward the door.

As expected, it wasn't a terribly long walk, and passed rather quickly with the thoughts going through Aiden's mind. All kinds of crazy theories went through his head about why the dragon was rather blunt and secretive about himself, each one more unrealistic than the last. In the middle of a particularly odd one about the dragon being a secret government agent, his thoughts were interrupted by his phone letting him know he was arriving. Once more, he tucked his phone away and walked up the driveway, climbed a couple steps and knocked on the door.

Before the door was even opened, the fox noticed a rather odd smell. His nose wrinkled as he stood there trying to figure out what it was. He hadn't really exerted himself hard on the walk over, and even if he had, it never smelled that bad. As he glanced to his sides to see if he was near a trash can or something, the door opened, revealing the full-size version of the dragon from the photo.

Aiden turned back around as he heard the noise, quickly realizing there was no trash can, nor had there ever likely been one at this house. The door opening carved out a path of debris on the floor, and Aiden could see the rest of the house was covered in it. The dragon before him was naked, covered in...black scales? Maybe? It was rather hard to tell under layers upon layers of the same filth that adorned the rest of the house. It took another half-second before the smell truly hit Aiden, and he erupted in a fit of coughs on the dragon's porch.

"Ugh...not another one. Every fucking time..." the dragon muttered, putting his head in his paw and shaking it slightly. "Well?" he asked turning his gaze to the fox before him. "You coming in or what?"

Aiden could barely hear the dragon, trying his best to regain his breath. His eyes watered from the scent blasting him now, though the thought of leaving hadn't crossed his mind yet. It took almost thirty seconds before he was finally able to stand fully upright again, looking at the dragon through his tears.

"Uh..." Aiden said simply, too stunned by the situation, realizing now what the dragon meant by filthy, finding it far beyond anything he could have pictured before showing up.

"I swear, do you faggots understand the word 'filthy'?" the dragon rhetorically asked. "Every fucking time I put that ad up, I get some prissy fag who gets too blinded by the thought of being topped by a big dragon and ignores what I actually ask. You're not even in the fucking house yet and you can't handle it. Why don't you stop wasting both our time and just..." the dragon paused, sighing dejectedly. "Just go back home. Go be clean somewhere else..." he trailed off, starting to turn around.

"No...wait," Aiden said, immediately surprised at himself. This was by far the most disgusting house he'd ever seen, lived in by a dragon who somehow seemed to be even filthier. Every shred of decency he had was telling him to head back home and pick up one of the random guys looking for a blowjob, but there was some voice in his head telling him to stay.

"What? I don't have all night," the dragon said pointedly, interrupting the silence left by Aiden.

"I'll...I'll come inside," the fox said, still debating whether he was actually insane or not, and brushed past the dragon to enter the living room.

As he heard the door shut behind him, Aiden looked around and realized just what he'd gotten himself into. He walked around a bit, carefully stepping in places where there was as little grime as possible, avoiding the discarded food containers, piles of waste, rotting food, and other assorted filth littering the floor. The floor had been almost eaten away in places by some of the worse areas. Flies buzzed around, feasting on what they could. If Aiden had to guess, the bathroom had also never been used - piles of shit were left haphazardly through the house, some even going in lines as if the dragon had just gone as he walked. The couch seemed to be by far the worst for this, with the larger male likely just going as he watched TV.

"Look ...I appreciate the effort; you're one of the few to actually come inside. But if you're not into this, it's really not going to work. I'm not into light stuff, and I'm not here to train you on it." The dragon started, interrupting the fox's thoughts once more. Aiden watched as the dragon approached him, noticing just how natural he was with all of this. Someone new, like himself, was avoiding walking in the filth. Someone who was into it but trying to indulge as much as possible would be purposely stepping on as much of the nastiness as possible. The dragon did neither, however - he simply walked, stepping in or on things as they came into his path, but made no special effort to walk on things that society would say he shouldn't. It truly did seem that filth was a lifestyle for the larger male.

Aiden blinked a couple times, gulping as he glanced briefly toward the door. He looked the dragon over once more, still unsure how someone could possibly manage to have so much waste stuck to their body. Shutting the doubts out once and for all, the fox spoke once more. "No...I'll do whatever you want. Can I at least get a name, so I know what to call you?"

"I tell you what. You strip, lick the floor without vomiting, I'll tell you my name," the dragon said simply, crossing his arms and staring at Aiden.

"Deal," the fox said, surprising even himself with the quickness of response. Undressing was rather the easy part. Aiden took off his shirt quickly and instinctively looked around for somewhere to put it, but realizing that 'somewhere' didn't exist, he tossed it to the ground next to himself. He reached down and did the same with his shorts, shucking them and simply stepping out, letting them lie where they ended up.

Still finding himself slightly hesitant, Aiden knelt down gently onto the floor, putting one of his knees onto a pizza box and the other into a rather brown puddle, though it seemed to be entirely liquid. As he put his paws down in similar locations, he looked down beneath him, seeing what looked to be the same puddle underneath his face. He wondered whether it spanned the entire house, though from what little he knew of the dragon, the answer was likely yes.

Steeling his stomach, the fox put his nose an inch above the floor, inhaling slowly. Almost immediately he started coughing again, presented with a much stronger version of the overpowering stench now directly injected into his lungs. Already feeling weak and in over his head, he debated once more jumping up and sprinting for the door. He shut his eyes for a moment, blocking the thoughts out and just going for it, shoving his head down and forcing his tongue into the filth.

The retches renewed immediately, with the fox dry heaving constantly in front of himself. One of his paws shot to his stomach, and he thanked his lucky stars he hadn't eaten before coming here. His body desperately wanted to void itself of the horrible substance, but he willed it to stay on his tongue. He had to keep it down if he wanted to get anywhere with the dragon, and through some power he didn't know he had, he managed to keep his lunch down.

"Hmmph, not bad kid. Obviously new, but further than anyone else has gotten in here. I'm Damian," the dragon said, still somewhat serious, but slightly less so now. "Now kneel back up, got something for ya," he continued, moving over in front of the fox, splashing a bit of the puddle up onto Aiden's face as he stepped in it.

"What...never mind," Aiden started to ask, immediately stopping as he looked up above himself, seeing Damian holding onto his shaft. The dragon was easily eight or nine inches fully flaccid. Aiden shifted up, still having to look up to see the cock even at full kneeling height, emphasizing to him just how big Damian truly was. With absolutely no warning, the flood gates opened and the fox was blasted in the face with dragon piss.

"Oh come on, drink up, this stuff's at least fresh," Damian tutted after a few seconds, already having drenched Aiden's body in the liquid waste. He smirked as he continued hosing Aiden's face down, smiling wider as he watched the fox slowly start to open up.

As soon as Aiden got a bit of it on his tongue, he realized without a doubt that it was the same stuff on the floor, only much older and mixed with shit and who knows what else. The fox shut his eyes as he forced himself to get used to it rather quickly, tilting his head back and letting the waste wash over his tongue. He didn't swallow just yet, letting it flow out of the corners of his muzzle and down his body, trying to ready his stomach once more. He did take a precautionary gulp though, and once he realized he was no longer retching from it, began more readily drinking.

Whether it was the dragon's size, some abnormal gift, or both, Damian certainly had to go. Acrid, golden piss continued pouring from his cock and into Aiden's muzzle. The fox felt something in his stomach again, preparing himself to vomit before he'd realized that wasn't exactly what he was feeling. It took a second to place it, but eventually he did - he was getting full. Damian had managed to not only soak his body and add who knows how much to the filthy sea that Aiden was kneeling in, but he'd also somehow filled the fox's gut too - all without stopping. Just when Aiden thought he was about to burst, the dragon stopped, letting the last few spurts and droplets trickle out onto Aiden's face.

"Heh. Maybe you are a filthy slut," Damian said approvingly, lifting up one of his footpaws and sliding the slimy underside against Aiden's crotch, gliding against a couple inches of cock that had freed itself during the drinking session. The fox was stunned - the furthest he'd gone before was rimming one of his usual flings, and here he was getting hard from chugging piss. He wasn't the only one, however - Damian's shaft had gone from fully flaccid to a raging semi while he went, and was idly stroking it ever longer as he teased Aiden. The fox remained wordless on the floor, smacking his lips a bit as he struggled with the feeling of a stomach full of urine.

"Well, you did come here to get laid after all, and far be it from me to keep it from you. You still interested?" Damian asked, continuing to rub well over a foot of meat now above Aiden's nose.

With heavy breaths, the fox nodded, starting to reach up toward the shaft, only to find his paw batted away by Damian. "Uh uh. You're not touching this thing with paws or mouth until I say so. I haven't been blown in years for two reasons. One, I haven't found anyone who can actually stomach it. But two, and most importantly, I'm not letting anyone touch it unless their mouth is just as nasty as my dick. I refuse to let you clean it off just so you can guzzle dragon jizz, only to leave me with a cleaner cock. You want to get laid, I'm shoving it up your ass, and it sure as hell won't be clean. You still want it?"

Aiden tilted his head at first as he was swatted away, curious. As he listened, a mix of emotions washed over him. On one level, he was disgusted. Normally the fox felt weird going days without showering, but this was a guy who'd gone years and felt perfectly fine. Combined with the disgust, a weird sense of understanding hit him as well - as weird as this whole situation was, from the dragon's perspective, it must have at least made sense. He was living the way he wanted to, and seemed to be fine with it. Damian just didn't want someone from the outside coming in and ruining the way he'd been living, and it clearly took a while to get things this way. If he didn't protect it, Aiden could undo that in a few minutes.

"Yeah...I do," the fox said softly, pushing himself up and standing once more, still feeling piss dripping off of his fur. He knew he was about to struggle in two ways - not just the filth, but he was going to take likely the largest thing he'd ever had up his ass, and the dragon didn't seem the type to be gentle about it. Willing to try though after getting this far in, Aiden smiled up at Damian and looked around. "Where's the bedroom?" He asked.

"This way," Damian said happily, dropping his serious demeanor and still stroking himself as he walked across the filth toward the room. As the dragon put his paw on the door and pushed it open, he blasted the fox behind him with a ridiculously long fart, sending Aiden into another raucous fit of coughing.

"Dude..." the fox stammered between coughs, struggling to deal with such a concentrated blast of gas.

"Huh?" Damian asked, confused as he turned around. "Oh," he said, suddenly realizing, laughing a bit as he did. "Took a second there, not used to even noticing when I rip ass these days. You'll get used to it, fox, there's a lot worse that comes from there," Damian said with a grin, continuing into his room and standing next to the bed.

Aiden shook his head, knowing that Damian surely wasn't lying - he could barely handle the gas right now, and he had no confidence that he could deal with the dragon's shit yet. As he turned the corner to view the bedroom though, he realized he didn't exactly have a choice in the matter. It should have been obvious to Aiden, but Damian clearly wasn't one to get up and go anywhere when he had to shit in the middle of the night. The dragon's bed was covered in it, with Damian having rolled around in his bed over countless piles of waste and mashing them into the blankets and mattress. As the fox climbed up onto the bed, odd squelches came from the mattress in ways that would be extremely concerning on any he'd been on before. He quickly felt his paws and knees covered in shit, though being as old as most of it was, the scent wasn't too different than the rest of the house and didn't cause him too much discomfort. He still kept his mind on the goal though, and lifted his tail and pointed his ass at Damian.

"Good attitude slut, but that's not nearly nasty enough. Gimme a second," Damian said. Aiden turned his head around, watching as the dragon reached toward the foot of the bed and grabbed a somewhat fresh pile of shit. Rather unceremoniously, he smashed it against the fox's ass, pressing it in firmly and rubbing it around. Aiden could feel some of it going back up his hole as well, lubing up the inside. That was one of the weirdest parts for the fox, feeling shit going the wrong way through his ass.

"Should be obvious, but if you've got any more up there to add to the fun, let it go, fox slut," Damian said, taking his shitty paw and stroking his shaft a bit more with it, moving onto the bed and pointing himself at Aiden's hole.

Aiden grunted as he heard the dragon's command. Seeing no reason to try for any decency at this point, the fox strained and did his best to add some lube to the mix. He hadn't exactly come prepared for this, but still managed to push out a rather soft log against the tip of Damian's shaft. As soon as he did, he felt his hole opening up wider from the other side as the dragon started pushing in.

"Fuck yeah...good shit slut. I was wrong about you...We'll have you as nasty as me in no time..." Damian breathed as he guided his shaft inside, doing his best to restrain himself. It had been a long while since the dragon found anyone nasty enough to get fucked by him, and it took all he had not to hilt himself immediately.

As weird as it was to admit it, Aiden really did understand why having so much shit back there was a good idea. The stretching was painful, but he could only imagine how much worse it would have been if he wasn't lubed up. He didn't have much more to add, but he did his best to both shit himself and relax at the same time, trying to ease the dragon's entry as much as possible.

It took some effort, but finally with a rather wet slap, the dragon's hips met the fox's ass, and Aiden knew his hole was stretched to the limit. Without waiting a moment, Damian quickly got into his rhythm, pulling halfway out and pushing in faster this time, making sure his hips splatted against Aiden's every time he pushed inward, sending small bits of shit across the bed as he did.

As intense as it was, and as much as the dragon wanted it to last longer, the session was unfortunately cut a bit short. After being pent up for so long with nothing but his paw, the shit-covered fox ass quickly milked him for all he was worth. It only took about three or four minutes of panicked thrusting, rapidly going from a gentle pace to hammering the fox's insides. Damian was bent over onto all fours above the fox, keeping one of his paws on Aiden's shoulders to push him back into the thrusts, going for all he was worth.

Aiden was mostly along for the ride at this point, and as sore as his ass already was, he wasn't about to complain. Even with all the new sensations he was going through, the fox was rock hard, feeling his shaft slide through the mess of waste across the bed beneath him. As his body was rocked back and forth, feeling his bowels rapidly emptying and filling once more, he eventually heard a room-shaking roar above his head, and immediately felt his ass flooding with dragon jizz. Damian humped every few seconds despite being completely hilted in Aiden's hole, jerking his hips forward with spurts of cum flooding the fox's hole.

After a few moments, Damian collapsed onto his side, taking Aiden with him. He lay on the bed, still breathing heavily while keeping his shaft firmly nestled inside the fox. Wordlessly, Damian reached down toward Aiden's crotch, very pleased to find Aiden still hard and leaking. The dragon scooped up a little more waste from nearby and used it to jerk Aiden off, finding the fox almost as quick to finish as he was. Aiden spurted his load over the dragon's paw and the bed in front of him, causing both of them to moan as the fox's ass spasmed around Damian's cock.

"Have fun?" Damian breathed, wiping his paw over the fox's stomach, smearing the mix of shit and cum through the formerly-clean fur. Aiden solely nodded in response, too out of breath to say much more. Damian chuckled, reaching down and grabbing a bit more waste, smearing it along the back of the fox's head and shoulders. "Good. Me too," the dragon said softly, leaning in and closing his eyes as he put his nose against the fox's neck, breathing slowly until the pair drifted off together.

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Aiden groaned as he awoke, twisting slightly in bed. He couldn't move that far, however, as somehow Damian's length managed to stay embedded in his ass throughout the night. Combining that with the shit-covered dragon arm wrapped around his chest, and the fox wasn't likely to go anywhere for a while. His eyes slowly opened as his senses returned to him, surveying the room. Last night's antics flooded his mind, and part of him still couldn't believe he'd gotten in this deep. He was even still hard, though that could at least be partially blamed by the continued pressure on his prostate.

A familiar sensation soon washed over the fox, as it does most guys in the morning - the need to piss. The amount of it Aiden drank the previous night made it all the worse, and it was ready to make its appearance known once more. It took some effort to will his erection down, but eventually the stream started, the fox spraying the bed and the floor in front of him with his piss.

As he was pissing himself, Damian's paw slowly shifted downward, taking hold of Aiden's shaft and pointing it more upward, aiming it at the fox himself. "Mmm...morning filth slut..." Damian half-moaned into the fox's ear, all while shifting Aiden's cock around a bit and spraying the bed with it. "I see you're settling in nicely..." he continued with obvious pleasure, dipping his paw into the stream for a second and pulling it back. Aiden couldn't see, but the unmistakable sounds of licking soon followed, knowing Damian was sampling his piss. "Not bad, slut. Tastes pretty good after going through both of us."

"Uh...thanks?" Aiden finally responded as his stream finally died down, shifting around a bit in the puddle. He really wasn't sure what to say here, and it sounded like the dragon was more just making a remark rather paying a compliment.

"You're cute, you know that?" Damian asked rhetorically, putting his paw back around the fox and pulling him close. "You enjoy last night then?"

Aiden thought for a moment. An ever-decreasing part of him wanted to deny it, but he realized he was probably talking to the one other guy on the planet who'd be able to understand his feelings, and decided to be honest. "Yeah...I did. I mean, I was really weirded out at first, and kinda wanted to leave. I thought I was gonna bolt when you made me lick the floor, but...some weird part of my mind just told me to stay. Now...I'm covered in shit, wet the bed for the first time since I was a cub, and...I'm harder than I can ever remember being."

Damian smiled broader the longer Aiden spoke, and hugged him even tighter at the end. "That's what I like to hear! It's been ages since I've had someone to indulge this much with, and I'm so glad you stuck around. I know this was supposed to be a one-night stand, but...you're more than welcome to stick around for the weekend, if you want..."

Aiden smirked. "Deal. I doubt my clothes are even in any state to wear outside, and...let me guess. There's not even running water here for a shower, is there?"

"Nope! Not unless you want another golden one," Damian chuckled, teasingly grabbing Aiden's cock again.

"Maybe later, big guy. Right now, I'm just hungry," Aiden remarked.

Damian perked up as soon as he heard the fox's words. "Oh really now? Well, you had an all-liquid diet yesterday...interested in trying something more solid?"

Aiden hesitated for a second now. "...Does that mean what I think it means?"

Damian just laughed some more. "If you think it means I'm gonna pull out of your ass, roll you on your back, squat over your face and shit down your throat, then yes it does. If you had something else in mind, well...I still want to do my idea anyway."

Aiden just sighed. "You know, I've worried about every step of the way so far, but I've ended up enjoying all of it. Fuck it, I'm eating a shit breakfast."

"Atta slut!" Damian praised, pulling himself out rather quickly from Aiden's ass. He paused for a moment, watching his cum pour out with the fox's shit onto the bed, smirking at the mess before pulling Aiden's ass directly into it. Damian shifted himself up with his face against the wall, putting his paws against it for balance. His balls fell right onto Aiden's eyes as he lined himself up over the fox's muzzle, looking over his shoulder and seeing the vulpine erection still standing proud. "Last chance to back out!" he called half-jokingly, feeling the need to make sure Aiden wanted this as well.

"Shut up and give me my breakfast already!" the fox shouted, muffled a bit from the limited space between his lips and the hole above them.

"Yes sir!" Damian said excitedly, needing no further inspiration. In advance of all his attempted one-night stands, he always kept his bowels full in case he found someone properly nasty to share it with. Since Aiden needed a bit of work to get to the state where he'd eat it, Damian's ass was packed full much longer than he'd like, meaning Aiden was in for a rather large surprise.

Aiden just breathed in through his nose, taking in the dragon's insanely strong musk as he awaited his fate, mentally preparing his stomach. He shifted around a bit as he waited, still not quite used to the feeling of having his ass completely coated in wet cum and shit, trying to adjust to it. When Damian's first burst of flatulence slapped him in the face, he knew it was coming sooner rather than later, and cautiously opened his lips a bit in anticipation.

A couple more smaller blasts to the face and the first log made itself known, coming out rather quicker than Aiden would have liked. Some of it forced its way through his lips, but as the fox hadn't opened up quite wide enough for such a girthy log, the firm, brown waste squished outside and ran down his cheeks. It wasn't long before his muzzle was completely filled. With more on the way, Aiden was already in over his head.

The vulpine tried to acclimate himself to the taste as quickly as possible, but eating shit for the first time was no easy task. There wasn't really much of an option though - either chew and swallow by choice, or wait and have it forced down whether you wanted it or not. Aiden opted for the former, and slowly closed his jaw around everything inside. The taste magnified tenfold as he sank his fangs into the dung, feeling his stomach heave as he desperately kept his lips shut. Determined, he opened once more and chomped down again, finding it slightly easier each time he did. By the time he got it into a fine paste, he took his first swallow, freeing up some of the room inside his muzzle.

Unfortunately for Aiden, in the time it took him to swallow that first bite, three more logs had poured out of the dragon's ass, each nastier than the last and just as big. They fell across the fox's face, completely burying his muzzle in shit as he did his best to keep up. Everything became much easier after the first swallow, and Aiden readily accepted whatever was above his mouth as his second bite. He chomped through it quicker, finding a way of dealing with the rather sticky substance, knowing it was going to be stuck between his teeth for hours after he got done.

Damian paused for a moment, letting out a sigh of relief. What seemed like minutes for the fox was in reality only a few seconds, as Damian had simply relieved the initial pressure. He glanced over his shoulder, pausing for a moment and checking up on Aiden. "You doing okay down there?" he asked, unable to really see much beneath his ass. After not hearing anything besides rapid chewing and squelches as the fox's jaw opened and closed, he shrugged and assumed everything was fine, and resumed feeding.

Aiden certainly didn't think everything was fine, but had no way of conveying that to Damian. As more and more shit piled on, the fox's head was eventually completely buried. The dragon soon noticed as the shit started pressing against his ass, but it didn't register that he should stop and give the fox a break. He simply raised his hips a bit and kept shitting. As the dragon's balls were now moved up and out of the way as well, the rapidly-falling waste was able to collapse onto the top of Aiden's head, now completely coating it in dragon shit.

From the fox's perspective, panic started setting in. He thought he had a reprieve when his vision swapped between the darkness of Damian's sack to a brief moment of light, only to have it immediately blocked again by excrement. He wanted to sit up and take a breath, but he also wanted to impress the dragon any way he could. His jaw went into overtime, taking bite after bite of the waste, feeling each one travel down his throat as a thick lump as he worked to swallow enough to get some air again.

Damian felt his shit getting softer the longer he went, the newer stuff finally replacing the load he'd saved up since yesterday. It stayed rather solid still, but lost a lot of the firm texture to it, almost like soft serve. As the last of it coiled around like the world's nastiest topping to an even nastier pie, Damian groaned and stood back up, feeling some of the remnants squish between his cheeks. He stepped from over the fox and knelt beside him on the bed, smirking and idly stroking himself as he watched the pile shift around from the fox's moving jaw.

Underneath it, Aiden continued working. His world was dark, his nose and ears were becoming clogged with waste, and his muzzle was continually stuffed with it and pulling more inside. It took another minute, but eventually the fox felt the weight on his face noticeably less than it was before. With renewed vigor, he took bigger and bigger bites of dragon shit, swallowing it faster than he should have, nearly choking on the waste as he fought to get it down. The second his muzzle broke free, he inhaled sharply, his body desperate for oxygen.

Damian watched all this with the lustiest grin he'd ever had, stroking himself quicker and resisting the urge to lift the fox's legs and shove it back in his ass for now. "Enjoy your first shit breakfast?" He asked through a soft moan, but his question went unanswered.

Aiden lay there panting for the moment, unable to access any more of the waste without really twisting his head. He likely would have answered Damian's question had he heard it, but having mounds of shit shoved into your ears proved to be a fairly good soundproofing mechanism. As soon as he got his breath back though, he surprised the dragon with his enthusiasm. Aiden reached up and grabbed a pawful of the waste and immediately brought it down to his shaft, rapidly smashing it against it and stroking himself. It took less than ten seconds for the combined stimulations to push Aiden over the edge, spraying his second load in less than twelve hours recklessly across the bed and himself.

The sight was more than enough for Damian. He got to look at a mound of shit with a barely-visible fox muzzle sticking out of it, while still more of the waste was just used to bring said fox to orgasm. Knowing he found someone who could one day be as nasty as he was sent him over the edge. He roared out, aiming his cock directly at Aiden's face, covering the pile and the fox's muzzle with his load.

Aiden couldn't see or smell due to the dragon shit blocking off both those senses for the moment, but the sensation of ropes of cum splattering against his lips told him rather quickly that Damian had enjoyed the show himself. Realizing that both of them had gotten off, he finally sat up, lifting his head from the pile. Full logs of shit fell from Aiden's face as he did, landing with rather wet splats to his sides and in his lap as he sat upright. He brought his paws up and started wiping his eyes clean, only opening them when he finally was sure that he wouldn't get shit in them.

"Good toilet," Damian breathed as he reached over and patted Aiden on the back, wetly slapping his paw into the waste. He waited a moment for the fox to reach up and scrape the shit out of his ears before asking again, "Enjoy your first shit breakfast?"

"You have to ask?" Aiden remarked, reaching back behind himself and grabbing another pawful, promptly shoving it straight into his mouth.

"Didn't have to, but always nice to hear. God I'm so glad you stayed..." Damian said happily, pulling the fox into a hug once more.

"I am too," Aiden said happily, returning the hug as best as he could, not quite able to get his paws around the dragon. "I wish I could stay forever, honestly..."

"Why can't you?" Damian asked curiously.

"I mean...I do need to work for money, so I can actually pay for myself. I'm not just going to mooch off you, even if we do only need to buy one set of meals..." Aiden said rather regretfully.

"Do you though? How do you think I stay like this? I got...relatively lucky, in my younger years, and I've got more than enough for two people to live on from the interest alone. I get all my food delivered, and yeah, I'll have to get more now since you're going to be eating my shit instead of me eating it, but I promise, it's not a concern. You'll have shelter, food, entertainment, everything you could want. Even...even love, eventually..." Damian said, trailing off at the end.

Aiden remained silent for a while, just thinking. Could he really do that? Could he give up his life on a whim, to enter into this new world with someone he'd just met, admittedly who introduced him to the most fun he'd ever had? It was a lot...but then, a couple days ago he'd consider even getting pissed on a lot, and here he was with a belly full of shit, hugging the guy who put it there.

"I...I get it," Damian started, taking the fox's silence for an answer, "We just met, and-" he continued, but was quickly cut off by Aiden leaning his head up and pressing his lips against the dragon's. Damian was stunned for a moment, but quickly returned the kiss, slipping his tongue inside Aiden's muzzle and tasting his own waste. He pried a few nuggets out of the fox's teeth and brought them over for himself, slurping them down all while his tongue wrestled with Aiden's.

As the fox slowly pulled back, he smiled up at Damian. "I'll stay. This is just too incredible to be real, and...I never want it to stop. Let's try it," he said defiantly.

"Fuck yeah!" Damian said, practically crushing the fox with his hug.

"Easy, easy!" Aiden squeaked, chuckling as the dragon released him. "If I'm gonna stay though...I've got to look the part. There's quite a bit of leftovers from breakfast there, and you're covered head to toe in shit and other stuff. Me...I've got some bare spots. Why don't you help me fix that?" Aiden asked with a grin, quickly slapping more waste against his stomach, rubbing it in.

"Deal," Damian said simply, quickly getting involved and helping rub his own waste over the fox's back and tail. Both worked quickly, or as quickly as they could with both of them occasionally stopping to shove shit into the other's mouth instead of onto the fox. Soon enough, Aiden was completely covered, symbolizing his complete transformation into filth.

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The rest of the day came and went, with the nasty pair getting up to even nastier deeds. Each of them ate most of what came out of the other, but Damian refused to let either of them consume it all, insisting the rest be used for decoration around the house. They'd fucked in just about every room, spreading more and more of their mess across everything they could touch.

Sunday soon arrived, and the pair could be found lounging on the couch. Damian had his back against one of the armrests, and Aiden had his back against the other. One of the dragon's footpaws was resting against Aiden's crotch, while the fox had a firm grasp around the ankle of the other and was idly licking it as they talked. The fox's tongue traveled across the base of it, easily picking up on the taste of the puddle from his first introduction to filth. Before he retched madly from it, but now he only licked faster.

Damian could only smirk as he watched Aiden move up and take one of the toes into his muzzle, giving it a light suck before moving onto the next. He let the fox get three of them inside, feeling the tongue work against them before finally pulling it away, setting it back on the floor. "Enough, slut. Can't get them too clean, now can we?"

"Fine, fine..." Aiden remarked, choosing instead to lift the other one up and lick at it, picking the disgusting taste over the stimulation to his cock. He continued lapping at it, scraping moldy hunks of shit from the bottom and swallowing them down like it was the most normal thing in the world, instantly going back for more. As he thought about the dragon's words, however, he felt he finally had to ask something.

"You know..." he started, shifting the footpaw down for a second. "I get the thought of wanting to constantly be nasty - believe me, I do. At this point, I want nothing more. I still haven't been allowed to suck you off though. I know you say it's your nastiest part, and you never want it cleaned. But if I'm going to stay here...I want to be able to blow you whenever I want, just like you fuck me whenever you want. What do I have to do to be nasty enough?"

Damian paused for the first time since the fox arrived. "I...don't really know, to tell you the truth. I've always just kind of been paranoid about it. Before I moved in here, it was how I indulged in filth. I'd jerk myself off with shit, let my cum fall back on my crotch and not clean it up, and generally just let it stew. It was my way of being the way I wanted while still 'passing' in the world the way I had to. It just holds a special place, knowing that's how I've always been able to be my nastiest, and I don't want to ruin that. But...maybe you're right. I do want you to blow me as well...Hmm. You sure you're willing to do anything?"

Aiden nodded, leaning down and giving the footpaw another quick lick. "Anything," he confirmed.

"Alright...well, why don't we start with what we know? You haven't eaten since breakfast, and I ate like two whole pizzas I forgot about months back near the radiator that're ready to come back out," Damian suggested casually.

Aiden nodded, needing no further pressing. The fox was practically addicted at this point, though Damian still wanted to make it fun. The dragon didn't move at all, still barely angling his ass away from the couch directly. Aiden had to lift Damian's sack to bury his face underneath it, unable to really firmly get in contact with the hole. He stuck his tongue out, finding he was still at least a couple inches away, barely able to wiggle the tip inside.

Damian just spread his legs a bit and started straining, pushing out the fox's now-usual meal. It didn't go directly inside Aiden's maw though - first it pressed down against the couch, smooshing against it and spreading outward, only blocked the dragon's cheeks. He could feel a small bit go back toward his tail, but the majority was moving toward Aiden's muzzle.

Here, the fox could really show off his new, shit-hungry attitude. Aiden scooped up the waste with his tongue as fast as it was coming, gulping it down as fast as he could. It was much easier than usual as well, requiring far less chewing with it squishing against the couch first.

Aiden couldn't thank Damian enough for showing him this world. The fox treated every bite like it was the best gift he could possibly receive. His brown tongue would shoot out, gather up the mashed up bits of the dragon's waste, and bring it back into his muzzle. He'd bite down, feeling his jaw almost glued together with the sticky brown nature of it, only to wrench it apart and bite down again. With a heroic gulp, he'd swallow it down and send his tongue out again in search of another precious gift.

Damian wasn't quite as backed up as the first time the fox ate. He was rather accustomed to going whenever and wherever he felt like it, and even still was shitting as he walked around the apartment. Aiden chastised him for it, reminding him he had a toilet to feed now, but Damian would only shrug and laugh as he'd watch the fox pick it up off the trash-and-waste-littered ground and scarf it down anyway.

With the fox's determination and Damian's lighter load, it wasn't long before Aiden pulled his muzzle back out from underneath the dragon's sack, still chomping a bit on the last mouthful. He didn't swallow it though, choosing instead to tease the dragon a bit. Aiden tilted his head back and gargled the liquefied waste, playing with his food. His head soon came back down and he purposely let small rivers of it dribble down from the corners of his muzzle, spilling over his chest. He rubbed it into his fur, pretending he was showering with the waste before finally gulping down what was left, letting out a rather proud belch.

Damian watched the show intently, his leaking cock rather obviously showing off how much he enjoyed it. After it finished, he raised his leg again and rubbed his footpaw on the fox's head as a sign of good work. "You're hot, but showing off like that isn't going to get you closer to sucking my cock. You get me horny enough and I'll just fuck you instead," Damian chuckled.

"Oh no....whatever will I do..." Aiden teased, flipping himself over and shaking his ass as the dragon. Damian almost shifted himself up and took the invitation before Aiden turned over once more, smirking. "So, what's next?" He asked, smacking his lips.

"Good question..." Damian said slowly glancing around as he did. "Um...I guess your mouth would need to have all the stuff my dick has to keep from wiping it too clean. Shit I think we've more than covered...but it definitely needs some really old cheese...some weird fluids...probably just a lot of random dirt and dust hardened under the layers of shit too, honestly. Let's start with the first one..." He said, getting up and heading to the kitchen.

Aiden followed closely behind, wondering just what Damian had in store for him. He watched curiously as the dragon opened the cabinets one by one. Damian took out a few things before he'd finally settled on one, walking back over to the fox and holding it out.

"There you go. Eat that, but really swish it around in your mouth, and don't swallow it all," Damian instructed.

Aiden took the offered item, but couldn't even tell what it was. If he'd had to guess, Damian had just offered him a solid block of mold to eat. He knew it was a food item at one point, or at least likely was, but what he assumed was the wrapper had even been partially consumed by the mold. A couple of letters were very faintly visible, 'ch', and the fox realized what he was handed. Rather than the dick cheese directly from Damian's shaft, he was to defile his mouth with cheese that had been kept outside a refrigerator for at least half a year, judging by it.

Not one to back down now, Aiden simply raised the block and bit into it. While it certainly wasn't anything close to resembling tasty, after eating months-old pizza that your new housemate and potential boyfriend turned to shit first, he was able to get it down. True to the command, Aiden chewed it up and kept it in his cheeks, somehow managing to stuff the rest of it inside bit by bit. By the time he was done, his cheeks were bulged out and his tongue was firmly pinned to the bottom of his mouth, but he still refused to swallow until Damian said he could.

"Aww, you look good like that," the dragon joked. "Wait there, I'll get the next thing. I swear I bought some milk earlier this year...."

Aiden waited patiently as he watched Damian search everywhere an ordinary guy would absolutely not keep milk: in a couple of the cupboards, on top of the refrigerator, and even in the oven. Eventually, Damian found his prize, a half-filled jug of milk hiding under a stray fast food bag.

"Bon appetit," he said, offering it to the fox. "Don't swallow too much of the cheese, but just...find a way to fit that down too, okay?"

Aiden dutifully obeyed, keeping his cheeks full of what was still more mold than cheese as he swallowed down just enough to open a path to his throat. He tilted the milk up to his lips and drank, and after everything so far, this was just another nasty notch on his belt. Aiden chugged like his life depended on it, occasionally having to stop to pry a rather large curdle out of the opening of the jug to continue drinking. He got it down though, and slammed the jug down on the counter to proudly signify his finishing.

Damian just watched with glee, still aching hard and wanting this almost as much as Aiden did now. He quickly bent down, grabbing a small bit of dried shit and roughly shoving it against the fox's lips, prettying up the entrance as much as possible. Aiden coughed a bit as he unexpectedly ended up with more inside his mouth than he could handle, and as a result ended up spraying a bit of the moldy cheese back out of his nostrils. After regaining composure though, he realized he'd almost achieved his goal. Damian was still standing before him, simply pointing downward toward his cock.

"Kneel down, and open up as much as you can, toilet slut. You're about to taste the nastiest thing you've ever had," Damian said proudly.

With everything he'd been put through this weekend, Aiden fully believed Damian was just talking a big game. He'd swallowed some of the nastiest things on earth, and this was just the next in line. He obeyed though, kneeling before the dragon and opening his lips slightly, struggling with balancing opening up and keeping his meal inside from spilling out.

Damian reached down and positioned himself at the fox's lips, placing one hand on the back of Aiden's head while gripping his cock with the other. He placed the head just on the fox's lips, smearing it around in the shit before pausing. Aiden looked up, confused, before he realized the dragon was hesitating. He offered up a reaffirming nod to the dragon, letting him know it would be okay. Damian returned it, letting out a sigh and continued pushing himself forward, finally sliding his shaft over the fox's tongue.

It took a second for it to register with as much else was in his mouth, but Aiden soon learned that Damian wasn't kidding. Months-old milk, possibly year-old cheese, and the fox had absolutely no reaction. The dragon's cock? It took all Aiden had not to vomit right then and there, feeling his stomach violently protesting the taste entering his muzzle. The fox was stunned - how could something possibly taste this bad, even when compared to literally eating shit? It was like every horrible flavor rolled into one - sweat, piss, shit, dirt, smegma, all left out in the sun to rot for years. No wonder Damian was scared of washing this away - this was a filth lover's paradise!

Too lust-driven to sense any resistance from the fox, Damian continued working himself inside, slowly slipping inch after inch past Aiden's lips. It took what seemed like ages for Aiden to even get used to the taste, by which point Damian had already somehow managed to fit his shaft almost entirely down the fox's throat. Knowing he was well past the point of no return, Aiden threw his paws forward and wrapped them around Damian's hips, pulling himself forward and slamming his nose into the dragon's crotch. He froze there for just a second - while filth was the dragon's world, being used as a fox throat to get off random guys was Aiden's. He swallowed as best he could around the length, massaging it deeply inside his throat. His tongue pressed firmly against the underside while swishing the rather viscous mixture inside his mouth over the surface of the dragon's cock.

Worried about what he'd see, Damian left himself hilted for a few seconds, but eventually started pulling out. Upon doing so, he not only saw the layers of filth he was used to, but anything missing had been replaced by the mixture inside. Feeling a renewed sense of confidence, he started thrusting into Aiden's throat, battering it with his disgusting length.

Unable to do much due to the sheer size difference between them and the dragon's controlling pace, Aiden focused on making sure he was as usable as possible. He kept his throat relaxed, giving the dragon free entry into it, feeling pride at taking it all every time those hefty nuts slapped against his chin. Aiden had always taken cock like a pro, and he was finally able to show off those skills to the dragon who'd changed his life.

Damian didn't last long under the expert actions of the fox. Mixing that in with the thrill of receiving a blowjob for the first time in years, what was a respectful pace quickly but steadily turned into face-fucking. The dragon rapidly pistoned his hips in and out, panting heavily as he gripped Aiden's head and shoved it into his crotch, striving toward his inevitable release. Soon enough, the familiar sound of Damian's orgasm hit, a roar echoing through the house as burning ropes of dragon jizz painted the back of Aiden's throat.

Damian panted for a bit as he left himself hilted, leaning over slightly as the last few spurts of cum shot out. He slowly blinked, realization washing over him that he and Aiden could now enjoy each other fully while they lived together. Still needing to check, he pulled a couple inches of his shaft out and verified that the same disgusting filth still coated it, and satisfied with the view, he shoved it back in.

Aiden happily continued sucking even post-orgasm, doing his best to make sure the dragon wanted to do this again and again and again. Damian certainly wasn't about to complain, and in return started showing his appreciation to the fox. That thanks took the form of a rather constant hot stream pouring down Aiden's throat, and it took the fox a second to realize it, but eventually knew that Damian was pissing directly into his stomach. Needless to say he approved, and as he looked up at the dragon and made eye contact, both of them shared a look, one that confirmed that they were both as happy as could be, two filth nuts indulging in their now-shared lifestyle to the fullest.