dream x georgenotfound r34 scat fanfiction

Dream hummed softly, amusement in his voice “what?” George picked up the poop with the napkin and grimaced- it was soft and smelled rancid; the scent stronger than he expected, he couldn’t help but curse as he answered dream “fuck- a cat took a shit on my windowsill” dream began to laugh loudly at his friends misfortune, George whined slightly as the poop slumped and broke in half must be really soft he thought as he picked up the rest of the poop using the napkin. Dream spoke again, surprising George “ well, are you going to eat it?” He teased- making George gag “DREAM! That’s disgusting- and no thank you that’s your forte” dream chuckled softly “well I’m going to head off for the night- text me if you wanna hop on among us, I haven’t played in awhile and I heard corpse is hosting a game pretty soon” Dream and George said their goodbyes, leaving George alone in his room with a handful of cat poop. Just as he walked to his trashcan to throw the poop away he noticed a tuft of fur sticking out of it- Jesus is that rat fur? Gross! He placed it on the counter in shock and felt his ears burn slightly if felt wrong but…. he was curious- maybe he could find a mouse bone or something and end his morbid curiosity off quickly before spending the whole night trying to sleep while thinking of cat poop.

He picked up a plastic spoon and quickly poked at the poop- disgusted at how it broke easily; soft. A chunk of the poop stuck to the spoon so he smeared it down onto the napkin. It was creamy too… he noticed there were little bits of undigested meat and bone in the poop- and as he suspected a bit of fur as well. At this point the smell was pungent and awful- like rotten eggs and dead skin, all of it fermented in something that smelled a lot like.. well, shit. Just as he was about to throw the spoon away and call it a day- he felt a small pang in his chest. Curiosity? He felt his heart speed up as he smushed the poop down using the spoon- smearing it around the napkin like the worlds worst buttercream frosting. He was past the point of normal curiosity now- especially because he found he wanted to… keep going? It just- it looked so soft- it was slightly damp; almost resembling chocolate icecream melting- but too solid.

He threw away the spoon and with a shakey hand reached forward, blushing as he did so in shame. He pressed his finger down into the shit. It was still warm he rubbed the poop covered finger against his thumb- delighting at how creamily it spread- realizing that it was oily too. This touch… so intimate…… why was his heart racing over this? He could…. what if he.. he moved the fingers towards his face, smelling it closer now. Worse now than before- the scent assaulted his nasal cavity- making him involuntarily jerk away and gag, it was so smelly and yet… he moved his thumb towards his lips and swallowed dryly as he stuck his poop covered thumb in his mouth it was just as bad- no worse that he expected he coughed and dry hurled- it tasted worse than it smelled, but the texture was almost like that of a fine silk mousse- the juxtaposition making him dizzy as he gripped the counter with his clean hand. His whole body felt hot- and now- fuck- no fucking way as he looked down he realized his sweatpants were tented, slightly wet at the tip. What if he…. just than his phone rang- and he blushed deeper . Dream!

What would dream think if his best friend— he picked up the call regardless “uh- hello?” He said into the mic as he moved to clean his hand off. Dream spoke in amusement “hey dude! I just was taking a shit and-“ George blushed more “ DREAM! why- Why would you tell me that!! That’s so gross-“ dream cut him off “oh so you can talk about poop all you want but I can’t even- whatever; anyway! I had a idea for our next video-“ George held the napkin awkwardly- should he just throw it away? After all he did- and he was still… embarrassingly hard; and hearing dreams voice… he whined once again. Dreams voice suddenly became more serious “oh dude- is this a bad time? I can call again later- or just text-“ George interrupted him “no no- it’s fine it’s fine- just uh- I’m tired so… I don’t really wanna talk. But if you tell me your uh- idea I’ll listen” dream smiled softly “okay- so as I was saying-“ George listened for a few moments before zoning out again; focusing on the poop in his hand as he pulled his pants down slightly- he had a idea… what if……

Dream spoke, interrupting his train of thought “so that’s the first bit? Get all of that? Do you think we can even program that?” George nodded before realizing dream couldn’t see him “oh yeah- course- probably- continue” as dream began talking again George bit his lip and pulled his cock out- lowering the dirtied napkin down to his leaking cock. He shyly wrapped the napkin around his cock and held in a moan . Fuck that felt good . It was warm and smooth- the perfect lotion for his masturbation session. The smell was still awful- and it wafted into his nose again; this time he could hold back his gag. Dream continued to talk as he slowly began to jack off with the cat shit- the little tufts of fur getting wet from his precum- little bits of undigested food sticking to his cock and getting stuck under his foreskin. He felt his balls tighten as dream lowered his voice slightly “ come on now George- you haven’t said a word! Do you really think you can do all of this? ” George laughed weakly “yeah yeah- I said I was tired! J-Just keep talking” he began to speed up his hand- it felt so good; the sensation addicting. Now the smell was beginning to get unbearable; and he audibly gagged. “Woah- George are you good?” Dream asked in concern. George groaned in annoyance so…. close…

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