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"Jesus mate, where the bloody hell are you taking me? Smells like fucking shit!" Gaz waved a hand and scrunched up his face as a show of being disgusted. Sobki gave an exaggerated rolling of his eyes; he was used to the croc's fake bravado by now, of course, mostly finding it just amusing.

"Oh yeah? What gave it away? Was it the three piles of dung you've managed to 'accidently' step in so far or the slime you couldn't help but lick from the walls?" Sobki sighed in exasperation and grabbed his blindfolded friend by the arm as he struggled for a witty approach, tugging him down deeper down the dark tunnel that only seemed to get smellier as they went.

The crocodiles' footsteps were soft, and seemed to squelch into some moist puddle every other stride. "Come on, we're almost there. It's just around the corner." Sobki stopped, turning back to face his confused friend. He smiled his crooked smile, stepped close, then wrapped his arms around the shorter (and fatter) crocodile's torso. "You're gonna love it; I promise." He said, whispering into his earhole. Gaz merely laughed, returning the hug with a strength that seemed excessive. "Man, yer scaring me. I wasn't even worried at all, and now yer tryin' to convince me of something I'd never doubted!" Gaz slapped his friend on the back (or wherever he thought the back was) and smiled reassuringly. "If it's from you, then I know I'm gonna love it." Now that made Sobki happy indeed!

As the queasy feeling in Gaz' gut grew from all the awful fumes assaulting his olfactory senses, so did his excitement. Try as he might to resist, the crocodile felt a slickness dribbling down his inner thigh as his croc cunt bulged out. "Are we close?" He asked, biting his lip. "I mean, not that I'm excited or anythin', nah. Just tired of walkin', y'know? I mean it's just tha-... tha-..." His words trailed off as the soft sound of whimpering and muffled moans could now be heard. These were exciting sounds; these were the kind of sounds that get a man wet. Or at least it got him wet...ter... "We're here..." Gazza's blindfold fell away to reveal a sight that had him biting his lip in lust.

"Oh you shouldn't have!" Gaz threw his arms around his croc friend, burying his face in his scaled neck. The room was small, cramped some might say, and it smelled so damn awful that any lesser man would have retched right then and there. In the middle of the circular room was a round depression in the floor; a pit, really. Around this pit stood a cage of rusted iron which contained the pool of utter filth inside as well as, more interestingly, two squirming, writhing, crying avian faggots.

"Oh please Sobki, please! I'm so sorry! Please take me out! I can't... I can't feel my legs anymore! I-" The gryphon was startled into silence as Sobki kicked the edge of the cage close to her head, her tears shrivelling up immediately. "Shut the fuck up. Gaz doesn't wanna hear you two whine, he-" "Yes I do." "You do?" Gaz nodded. "Well then..." Halconia stared, in shock, in amazement, in fear. She couldn't even ruffle her luscious purple feathers for the filth that caked them together and here these two cruel bastards were discussing the merits of her complaining! Some of the filth was her own, particularly the vomit that coated her plump breasts, but most of it was from the pool of muck she was stuck in.

If only the useless, sniveling wimp she was tied to could be of any help. He was a little thing, a manlet some would say, kind of cute in his own way. Mostly though, he was a little bitch. He'd wailed and cried for hours and had even passed out once or twice, which, honestly, had been a blessed relief to her ears. Still, annoying as he was, he was her only company in this living, rotten hell, and boy did she know it! They were close, real close, so close in fact that she could feel his cock twitching around in her cunny every time they moved. Sobki's generally smooth demeanor hid a dark side, the kind of dark side that would cause a man to force two birds to fuck in a pit of filth. Their closeness wasn't all that bad, though, at least it gave her a good view of his long, beautiful beak which was a spot of color in this drab prison; it was the mark of a true toucan.

He was awake now, startled by the kick to the cage around them. He stared wide eyed at the two crocs and opened his beak. Hal was scared he'd start crying again, as that'd just make the two filthy perverts horny, but he simply swallowed (an admirable feat considering their current location) and shut his beak again. Hal hadn't been able to extract a name from him, either because he truly didn't know it or because he was too afraid to tell, but he had simply said he was called by whatever Gaz needed at the time. Footstool? Cocksucker? Hole? Or, even more dreadfully, Toilet. He'd been known by them all, apparently. His favourite was Pillow, though, he said; a name which meant a break from depravity and a return to some of the comforts that he could understand.

Unfortunately for him, today wasn't a Pillow day. "So, how many times has he been blowing the load in you, Hal?" Sobki squatted down beside and just a touch behind her so that she had to turn her head to see him. She frowned, staring at nothing, and refused to answer. That is until the croc's hand came through the bars to slap the back of her head. "I said how many?" She grumbled. What kind of sick fuck would get off to this? "I don't know... twelve or thirteen..." The number was actually closer to twenty, as her poor gaping cunt could attest to, but she didn't want to get the crocodiles too excited. What the toucan lacked in stamina, he made up for in dedication! Just because you were strapped to someone with your dick stuck up their snatch, she thought, doesn't mean you're obliged to fuck her!

"Hoo boy! Whaddya think, Gaz? You reckon she's gotten knocked up by now, yes? She's already given me many many eggs, so I know she's, uhh, still packing heat. Damn they taste good though Gaz, fried, poached or scrambled!" His words, tinted by his middle-eastern accent, would have been amusing if not for the fact she was not in a laughing mood. "Hmm," said Gaz, tapping his foot and rubbing at his chin playfully. "I reckon she is mate. We should probably make sure though, what one bird can't do, surely two crocs can!"

"Too right, Gazza, too right. Well what say we, uhh, freshen our friends up first, huh? I am of the worries that I am forgetting to leave them with anything to eat and drink, they must be very hungry!" "Whaddya mean, Sob? They're practically swimmin' in the stuff! I could stuff my face for days here!" Gaz laughed and slapped his gut, a delicate mix of muscle and fat (mostly fat) that belied his love of all kinds of food. All. Kinds. "This is true my friend, very true, but this is all old stuff. Maybe they would like something straight from the source, eh?" The sly way Sobki raised his eyeridge was so ridiculously comical that Gaz couldn't help but chuckle again. "You know what mate, I think you're right. Yer such a gentleman, Sob, always thinking of others." "Ah, well Gazza, this is why you are loving me!" Gaz came up behind his friend, placing one hand on his arse to grope it and using the other to pull him right around into a passionate kiss. "Well yeah, it's part of it. There's a lot of other things I love about you too. Like this, for one." Gazza's hand came up holding Sobki's flaccid cock. Though it had a reasonable length, what was most noticeable about it was how damn thick the thing was! Just like a beer can, thought Gaz, no wonder he could handle it so well. Sobki only giggled, pushing him back a step. "You'll be having that later, my friend, but for now I am needing to be soft, I think."

Halconia rolled her eyes; if she had a dollar for every time she had had the bastard of a croc pissing inside her with a rock hard cock, well... she'd have a lot of dollars! "Aww, come on mate. At least let me hold it for ya, it's the least a friend could do. Here, you can hold mine." Gaz grinned as he reached into his cockslit, repressing the shudder that afflicted him every time he slipped something inside of him. With a grunt he fished out not one, but two fat cocks, each tapered to a point and positively dripping with sheath slime. Obviously Toucan (as she had decided she would call him for now) knew those far too well, for he wriggled and squealed at the sight of them. "Oh Gaz, you never are ceasing to amaze me. What I wouldn't give to have you inside me all the time." "Yeah yeah, I know. You'll be having _that_later, trust me."

Gaz grabbed Sobki's cock with his left hand, and Sobki grabbed (one of) Gazza's with his right and in unison they turned to face the two trapped avians. Halconia sighed; she knew what was coming before it even hit her. The knowing didn't help though, it was just as disgusting as the first time! Both Hal and Toucan squawked and shook their heads, trying their best to avoid the dual streams of hot piss that they were being showered in. Gaz' smelled (and tasted) of beer, which was not only completely expected but, in some small way, a precious relief. Sobki, however, must have been consuming something awful for his stream was a dark yellow and made her gag on its richness. Together though it was just as filthy and wrong as she expected it to be, as it was every single time. If that wasn't enough the crocs, in their cruelty, were purposely aiming for eyes and nares and earholes; it was all she could do to keep her eyes shut to mitigate the stinging. The toucan wasn't that level-headed, though, he was thrashing and squawking, his eyes wide-opened and bugging out. Stupid bird, Hal thought, that's just going to make it worse; she could already see the redness in his eyes.

Thankfully, blessedly, the streams started to either miss them or die down all together, though this was mostly due to Gaz and Sob stroking each other into erections in their eagerness. "Mmmf, Gaz," said Sobki, turning to face his friend so he could soak his huge balls with the last of his urine. "Just water is not enough, Gaz. We must be feeding them too, I think. Then we can fuck them." Gazza didn't even bother responding, instead just slapping the other reptile's arse and gesturing for him to lead the way. "Oh, and I came prepared!" Sobki trotted excitedly over to the other side of the room to retrieve two sets of reins. They were the kind that would be used for a horse, though these had bits designed to work with bird beaks. "Say 'aaaahhh'!" Toucan, the wimp that he was, opened his beak immediately as Sobki leaned through the bars, letting him slot the bit into his mouth and strap it around his head. Halconia was not so easy to submit, however, as it took two or three whacks before she finally opened wide only to gag and cough as she was fitted. "You sure came prepared, Sob. How long you been preparing this mate?" "That is not of importance, Gaz! For you, I would move mountains!"

Both crocodiles - one fat, one tall, one with a single cock, one with two - took a leash in hand and then ascended the ladders on either side of the cage. On top of the cage, where the two reptiles stood on unsteady feet, was a funnel-like contraption that opened up onto the pit below (and subsequently Hal and Toucan). "Pretty good, huh Gaz? All you have to do is sit down and-" In his demonstration, as Sobki rested his posterior on the edge of the funnel, he interrupted himself by letting out a raucous fart so loud it could be heard three rooms away! It was all Gaz could do to not fall off in his laughter. "Fuckin' oath Sob, just like that eh? What the bloody hell have you been eating mate?" Something awful, as the avians could attest to. Sobki blushed profusely, though he didn't apologize or get up. "Shut up, Gaz, and sit down!"

Gazza placed his ginormous arse upon the cushioned rim of the funnel and, to make his friend feel a little less embarrassed, let out a thunderous fart that was just as loud and only slightly less rank. Looking up, the two birds could have seen the croc's arses, cheeks slightly spread. It seemed Sobki's hole had some nasty brown streaks around it as well. Halconia, however, knew better and kept her head down and eyes shut. "Don't look you idiot, you're going to make it worse." The toucan still looked though, eyes wide and beak open, she just knew it. He never learned.

"Fuck you stink, Sob." Gaz said as the other croc let loose again, waving a hand in front of his face. "Ha, coming..." he replied in between grunts and groans "from you friend! You smell worse than a stinkbug!" Both crocodiles were in a farting fit by now, each trying to outdo the other in length, loudness and stink. "Well fuck, at least a stinkbug's still alive when it smells! You smell like bloody road kill!" "Ah, you old fool, I- Ohh..." Sobki clutched his rumbling gut, grit his teeth, and doubled over, raising his tail higher. The resulting fart was much wetter than the others, the kind of horrible, warped trumpeting that could only mean one thing. "Oh fuck." Was all he could say before his arsehole blasted hot, wet shit in every direction, splattering all over the bird's feathers and beaks. He farted again, once, twice, and then the flood truly began. From his arse poured a torrent of pure, watery diarrhea that cascaded down upon the poor captives below. Gaz took that as a sign, patting his stomach and groaning as his hole dilated to push out his own (admittedly a lot less wet) log of mushy filth.

Hal knew what was about to happen the second her feather friend started squawking, but that made it no less disgusting as she felt it slide down her neck. She could handle this though, she thought; just keep your head down and eyes shut and breathe through your beak. Apparently one of the crocs must have been thinking the same thing, however, as the leash attached to her bit was yanked up, forcing her to not only open her beak but to face the ceiling with it open! There was nothing quite like having diarrhea poured down your throat and if it told her one thing, it told her this: she could not handle this. The gryphon gagged once, twice, and then threw up. With her head tilted up and liquid shit still being poured down her throat, only some of her vomit managed to eke out the sides of her beak, with the rest simply being pushed back in. Toucan didn't seem to have this problem, as his leash wasn't being tugged, which meant that when he threw up (which he did) his chunder coated Halconia's face and breasts. It would have been enough to set her off again if only she could even force the vomit already in her throat to move.

"Ohhhh Gaz," said Sobki, moaning and clenching his eyes shut the whole time "maybe... maybe you are correct. I am smelling bad..." "Bad?" Gazza's hand reached back, latching on to Sob's rear. "Nah, you smell like a rose mate. I love it." His fingers danced along the croc's arse, playfully groping his cheek, before moving closer and closer to his bulging fuckhole. Without any pause he shoved not one, but three fingers up Sobki's still shitting hole. "Fuck it's so warm. Don't stop Sob, you're really turnin' this ol' croc on." That was obvious by the loud, squelching sounds of masturbation that could be heard from the both of them! Gaz made sure to get a handful of filth (a blessed relief for the birds below) and then, pulling his hand back, used the liquid shit as lube to jerk off his throbbing dicks.

Sobki couldn't have stopped even if he had tried! He let off another shit-splattering fart and then paused for half a moment, clutching his gut. "Oh my god!" The crocodile's nasty arsehole stretched wider and wider, thicker than Gaz's wrist (he would know...), and bulged out obscenely as his runny diarrhea was replaced by the hugest damn log Hal had ever seen! It crackled as it slipped out, every new inch of shit filling the birds with terror, bulging his arsehole out so far you could see the pink flesh inside. It dropped one more inch, then stopped. "Gaz... Gaz it's stuck..." The aussie croc grumbled, too busy passing his own mushy log to want to help. He did though, reaching back once more to cram one of his claws up Sobki's clacker, fiddling and wiggling it until the croc farted around his finger and resumed shitting. "Thank you friend." Gaz just lifted his hand up and wiped the filth on his finger across the other croc's cheek. "Any time bud."

Toilet had to struggle not to pass out as that huge block of excrement dropped from the croc's smelly arse and lodged in the back of his throat, smashing in just past his gag reflex so that he threw up immediately. Things could not get any worse at least, thought Hal, as one of Gazza's chunky stools smashed in between her tits. But they did, of course they did. The gryphon's eyes widened as she felt the dick in her pussy twitch to life, working up a full erection within seconds. She stared incredulously at the bird in front of her that was busy juggling between swallowing shit and swallowing upchuck. How could he get hard in a time like this? Then perhaps, more shamefully, how could she get hard in a time like this?! The toucan's struggling within her pussy sent unwelcome shivers up her spine then right back down to her prick (what do you mean I didn't mention she had a dick!). After all this, after all the horrible filthy torture, this is what caused her to cry; her own erection.

"How could you?" She asked him, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Even now?" Toilet must have felt sorry for her however, as he blushed, bowed his head, then leaned in and wrapped his beak around one of her breasts. In unison he pumped his twitching cock deeper into her ruined cunny as he nipped at and sucked on her tit, his tongue passing delicately over her swollen nipples to lap off the vomit and shit that coated them and, surprisingly, easing her tears.

"Bahaha. Look at them Gaz! I can not be telling which one of them enjoys it more!" It was only then, as she closed her eyes and moaned, that Hal realized crocodile waste was no long raining upon them. She looked up, trying not to shudder as the toucan prodded just the right spot inside of her. The two crocs were looking down at them now, pointing and laughing. It was so ridiculous and embarrassing that she looked away. Who were they to laugh at her? What else could she possibly be doing in this situation? The absurdity of it all made her giggle.

"Whaddya say, Sob? Reckon they deserve a little fun? They've been such good toilets for us, after all!" "Hmm, well..." said Sobki, wiping some shit off his hole with his fingers then sucking them clean one by one "I suppose so. Take your pick, Gaz, and I shall have the other!" The Aussie croc tapped his chin, looking down at one bird, then the other. "Y'know I think I might try that sheila of yours, if ya don't mind. Two cocks for two holes and all that. I'm sure she'll just love it, won't ya darlin'?" Hal spat at him, a gesture of defiance that was promptly ruined by the glob of brown that ran down her beak. "Oh yeah, she will."

The crocs descended down either side of the cage, tugging on their leashes as they went (though the toucan could not be discouraged from suckling upon Hal's breast). She knew what was coming; she knew it was wrong, she knew she should hate it but... Toucan's constant rutting had clouded her senses. It was hard to think about anything but dick when you've had it pounding in you incessantly for hours on end. Now not only was she going to get properly fucked, not only was it going to be by a dick that she knew was at least triple the size of her friend's, but she was gonna get rammed by two of them at the same time! The thought made her clench her nether lips and cringe.

"Come on, out ya go." Sobki leaned through the cage bars and, with his claw, slashed through the rope that kept the two birds locked together (though he left their wrists bound to the ceiling). Toucan squawked as he was pulled back by his hips (half in fear, half in disappointment at no longer fucking Hal), the brown muck that had enveloped him halfway up his chest dribbling off slowly. "Oh wow, it's still on huh? I forgot about this..." To Hal's surprise, Sobki half pulled-out a buzzing vibrator that was thicker than his wrist from the squirming avian's rump. How had she not noticed that before? Jeez, no wonder he had fucked her so damn much with that thing tickling his insides the whole time. "Ohhh pleeease. Please don't take it out!" Sobki stopped halfway, a terrible smile playing upon his lips. "Oh do not worry little boy. I'll be making sure to replace it nice and quick." Just like that the whole damn thing just popped free.

Toucan cried out, his throbbing dick jerking once or twice before it exploded in cum, shooting all over Hal's face. His arsehole, now no longer trapped, clenched tight for half a second before it bulged out obscenely, letting out a nasty wet fart. This was immediately followed by an outpouring of diarrhea and shit that had been backed up for god knows how long now. Sobki immediately brought his body close, sliding his fat slug of a prick right up close to Toucan's fuckhole so that his excessive foreskin was choc full within seconds. "You've been saving this for me, haven't you? What a good little boy you are. You deserve my cock, all of it. Well it's yours." The crocodile's dick crammed in so hard and so fast that it was a wonder he didn't break anything. Sobki's cock was too fat for Toucan to squirt around so he was either forced to stop shitting (too late for that!) or to force his scat down into the croc's urethra. "Don't stop," he said, slapping his open palm against the bird's feathered rump "fill up your master's balls. Do what he wants and he'll fuck you as much as you like... well, as long as Gaz does not mind the sharing." So the bird shat his guts out.

"Do ya like watching, princess?" "No I don't, of course I don't. Fuck you!" It took all her effort not to squawk herself as she was also pulled by her hips up to the edge of the cage. Though it felt good to be free of the pit, which had consumed her up to just under her breasts, the openness made it impossible to hide her shame. "Yeah, well this says otherwise." Said Gaz, flicking her throbbing dick with a claw. "Ya don't gotta be ashamed, darlin'. I love it too. Ain't Sob just the handsomest fucker you've met? And Toilet as a lovely little fuckhole too. Next time I'll make sure to ask that you get to fuck him, how's that sound?" Hal clamped her beak shut; she refused to say anything more, she refused to acknowledge what thi- "OH FUCK!"

The crocodile's tongue snaked its way right into her pussy, past her shit-coated lips and down through her wet, cum-soaked inner walls. Her cunt clenched hard and within seconds she was drenching Gazza's face with a mixture of trapped scat, Toucan's old cum and her own, fresh pussy juices. "See?" said the croc, pulling back and licking the filth from his lips "There's no need to be shy. You love it. We're all sluts in the end, mate, no point trying to hide it. Just let go..." Hal tried to hide her blush within the tangle of her arms as Gaz mounted her. She shivered as his twin cocks, fat and dripping, slid over her sensitive lips. He grabbed one, aimed it, then slid into her nice and slow, her overly-large puss swallowing him eagerly. Again she trembled and again her cunt spasmed, spewing out another flood of juice to coat his reptilian prick. It had been somewhat nice to have the toucan's thin cock inside her, if only for closeness, but this was just ridiculous! Gaz was easily twice as long and three times as thick as the bird, and all this with only one dick! It felt like she was being split apart.

Gaz rutted her aching cunny, slamming his hips up against the bars of the cage as he buried himself inside her over and over again. He spread her cheeks apart, gave them a squeeze, then closed them down around his free dick for extra friction. His thumb circled the gryphon's tight pucker, passing over it's scat-stained wrinkles before plunging right in. Immediately the other thumb followed, spreading her arsehole apart to reveal the brown sea inside. "No, no wait!" Gaz ignored her. Just like before he grabbed his dick, aimed it, then slid it right on in, seamlessly blending with his constant fucking. "Moan for me sheila." He said with a grunt as his dick glided through the flood of waste in her arse. "Moan for me and I'll let you blow." His scaled hand hovered just inches from her engorged cock, so close yet so damn far. It was now or never, she could just give in or she could fight it until the bitter end! She moaned.

The second Gazza's hand wrapped around her prick and started pumping she blew, shooting load after hot, pent up load into the scat-river below her, both arsehole and cunt clenching in unison. Gaz would have bit down on her neck if he'd been able, so instead he simply growled as he slammed himself in, balls pulling up and cocks convulsing as he pumped his baby batter up into her womb and past her lodged rectum and deep into her bowels. He siphoned himself into her over and over again until her stomach was bulging out to her thighs. She'd never been so full in her life!

After the croc had had his full of his favourite herm he let her go, her body splashing down into the muck once more. "Jeez Sob, this really was the best damn surprise ever!" Sobki didn't answer right away, too busy untying the birds. When he stood up, wiping his hands free of muck, he smiled. "Ah, were you expecting any less my friend?" replied Sobki, arms crossed. Gazza strolled over and slipped his arms through the other's, leaning in close. "No, of course not. You spoil me too much." Gazza's slimy, flaccid cocks ground themselves against Sobki's half-erect one. "Thanks though Sob, I love you." His maw pressed up against Sobki's, his tongue pressed inside and, as could be expected, they were on the floor fucking within seconds.

Hal on the other hand crawled out of the pit with the last of her strength and almost immediately collapsed. Her arms felt like jelly after being tied up for the past twenty-four hours and she found that they simply could not support her any more. It was a strange feeling; being so drained of energy and yet so damn FULL. With her head down and her arse up, covered in shit up to her tits, cum leaking out of her gaping pussy and sore hole, she was quite the sight. At least it was over, she thought, at least she could rest. Well... almost. She almost didn't feel it at first, but as her friend sank his twitching cock up inside her oozing cunt she couldn't help but sigh. It felt good to be full, to have something inside her. Toucan's arms came around her chest so he could fondle her breasts as he laid his head down besides hers. She stared at him with one eye, and he stared at her and then they both closed them to rest. It had been a good day, she decided, she just hoped it wouldn't happen again for quite a while...