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Subject: {ASSM} Baby Megan (M+g/nc/extreme pedo/toddler/anal/diapers/ws/scat)
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Comments: WARNING!!!  This story contains extremely shocking and graphic
          depictions involving the molestation of a small child.  Themes
          include the usage of forced sex, degradation, scat and diaper
          related activity.  If this offends you, DO NOT proceed to read
          this story!


Story Codes: M+g/nc/extreme pedo/toddler/anal/diapers/ws/scat



Baby Megan 

by H. Grant




   Mike and Steve picked up little Megan at her mother's house early in the
morning.  The two of them had befriended the divorced mother when they
helped repair her car at the nearby auto shop in Dayton.  Mike and Steve
had met on the job and discovered by accident that they had similar sexual
interests - albeit perverted ones.

   It had started four years earlier when Steve was doing his mechanic
apprenticeship under Mike.  The two were left alone to repair an old car.
Mike had sent Steve to his locker to get a small toolkit.  When Steve
opened the locker, a yellow folder (which hadn't been secured inside the
small locker) fell to the floor.  Always curious, Steve opened it to find
several sexually explicit photographs of nude girls.  While leafing through
the pile of pictures, he discovered that some of the photos depicted little
girls - extremely young girls in disgusting, yet sexually provocative
situations.  Steve had guessed that Mike jerked off in the dingy bathroom
inside the shop, but he had never known that THIS was what he was looking
at.  If this had been any other person, Mike would have been reported to
the police immediately.  But Steve was different.  He became sexually
aroused when looking at these extremely young pics.  The pics showed
various toddler girls having their toilet training sessions with their
parents, while others depicted them getting bathed.  Steve's favorite
discoveries were the ones of little girls getting their diapers changed. 
One picture in particular showed a messy change.  It made Steve rock hard.
He was astounded that he enjoyed these pictures, and initially he felt
extremely guilty for enjoying such filthy and disgusting depictions.  Yet
every chance he got, he would sneak into Mike's locker several times a week
to peer into the folder while Mike was out on his lunch break.

   This routine went on until Mike came back early one day and discovered
that his special envelope was missing.  In a panic, he raced around the
shop looking for the culprit.  It wasn't long before he saw Steve exiting
the bathroom with the folder in hand.  Angered by Steve's total lack of
respect for his privacy, a discreet argument ensued outside the shop.  It
was during this argument that Steve had assured Mike that his secret was
safe and that in fact, he (Steve) actually ENJOYED the photos.  Mike
swallowed hard when he heard this.  He didn't know if Steve was saying that
to get him off his back, or if he was really serious.  So Mike challenged
Steve to prove it by taking pictures of his four year old niece.  When
Steve complied and brought in some sexually explicit photographs of the
cute little tike a few weeks later, the stage was set for a very close and
personal friendship.  From that point on, Steve and Mike forged a very
close bond with one another - sharing each other's fantasies and trying to
formulate at plan where they could act out their perverse tastes for very
small children in real life.  Since Steve's niece moved away shorty after
that, they were forced to make a new plan to find a victim for their
perverse delights.

   Steve and Mike both reasoned that in order to get their hands on a
toddler, they had to screen their customers carefully.  To be specific,
they were looking for young mothers who seemed hard up for money.  That was
when they discovered a young woman named Terry.  She had a lovely blonde
two year old girl named Megan.  It was during a hot summer day when Terry
first pulled into their garage to have her car repaired.  It was 92 degrees
outside and she had brought her daughter along dressed in a skimpy (white
trash) teddybear t-shirt with nothing but a disposable diaper on below. 
Mike and Steve's cocks twitched in their pants at the site of the little
girl, but they tried to remain focused on the down and out mother who
appeared to be a very obvious target for their plan.  Her poverty stricken
life was proven shortly thereafter when she immediately began haggling over
how much money it would cost to fix her car.  It was an old, beat up
Chevett with high mileage and low maintenance, much like Terry's
appearence. Her clothes were dirty and it was clear that neither she nor
her daugher had taken a bath in quite a while.

   Through the course of their first conversation with her, the two
perverts discovered that Terry was a divorced mother who was living in a
nearby trailer park.  They didn't need a confession to realize that the
young mother - all of 22 years old, was a drug addict.  Being the cunning
deviants that they were, they befriended Terry by offering to fix her car
for an extremely low price.  The only thing that they asked in return was
that Terry would return to the shop to get her car fixed (which would later
turn out to be quite frequently - given the condition of her beat up car)
and to get to know her better.  Within a matter of nearly a year, both
mechanics had gotten to know Terry quite well.  They even got to see little
Megan once in a while and began calling the small child by her first name.

   Then their break finally came, Terry was in a hurry to go somewhere one
day and didn't have a means of transportation.  Further more, she couldn't
take little Megan because she claimed she was going to "a very dangerous
neighborhood" and didn't want little Megan tagging along.  Both Steve and
Mike concluded that she was going to this neighborhood to by drugs.  Mike
told Terry that Steve would drive her there while he babysat Megan at the
shop.

   Within an hour, Steve found himself driving Terry to the bad side of
town which was very near to her trailer park community.  It was during the
course of this little side trip that Terry broke down and confessed that
her former husband had left her and that she begun taking heroin.  After
Terry finished buying the drugs, Steve convinced her that he and Mike would
look after Megan whenever she "needed to be alone." Terry was overjoyed. 
Finally she had found some friends who could help her out with Megan.  They
seemed like such friendly young men and her daughter seemed to like them -
although she was too young to fully articulate coherant sentences.

   Meanwhile back at the shop, Mike had to be on guard.  There were two
supervisors and a store clerk inside the main office.  So he was content to
watch little Megan while he worked without incident.  When Steve returned
with Terry, they watched the young woman drive off with Megan in the
distance.  That was when Steve told Mike that Terry had agreed to let the
two of them watch over little Megan when she had to run off to satisfy her
heroin addiction.  The stage was now set.  Now all they had to do was find
a cheap apartment to set up and decorate for the sweet little tart.  Mike
and Steve both did "side work" in the mechanic field which brought them in
additional income that supplemented their regular day job at the shop.  It
was with this money that they were able to search for a run down apartment.
Within a week, they soon found one that was managed by an illegal immigrant
who didn't ask names or questions, he just took their down payment on an
upstairs room and looked the other way.  He didn't even ask for legitamate
identification!

   The two perverts shared almost the same exact fantasy involving little
Megan.  It was quite filthy and very degrading to the young tot.  Over the
ensuing weeks,they bought certain "baby funiture" they would need to act
out there perverse acts on Megan.  Within a month, all the furniture had
been secretly moved in and put into place.  Now it was time to wait for
that inevitable call from young Terry - a call that now came several times
a week as Terry was now a full blown heroin addict and needed frequent
babysitting for little Megan while she ran off and snorted drugs like the
trailer trash pig that she was.  Neither Steve nor Mike had any respect for
her - nor did they have any respect for her white trash daughter Megan. 
Terry had become increasingly neglegent when it came to her daughters
needs. Lately, when she had brought Megan to the shop - or asked the two of
them to come over to babysit her in her trailer home, the two men had found
that not only was Megan unclean - her mother hadn't bothered to change her
diaper - even when she knew that they would be coming over to look after
the tot.  The two men had concluded that this was the effect of the drugs.
Both were extremely pleased.

   Then, after their new apartment had been set up to accomodate young
Megan, they recieved the inevitable call from Terry.  She needed them to
watch little Megan for the weekend!  The stage was set.  Now all they had
to do was swing by early in the morning and pick her up.



                               * * * *



   Mike and Steve pulled up in front of Terry's shabby trailer home early
on Saturday morning.  The drugged out mother was obviously in a hurry to
leave.  She stumbled out of the trailer before they even had a chance to
get out and knock - leading little Megan by the hand.  The sweet little
girl was dressed in a pair of dirty overhauls that covered an old raggy
yellow t-shirt.  Her sweet little crotch was fully covered by the
overhauls, but the slight bulge clearly indicated that she was wearing a
disposable diaper underneath.  Both men were rock hard at the site of
little Megan being led by the hand.  The two of them were careful not to
melest little Megan up to this point.  They weren't comfortable doing it in
the trailer park were the windows in the trailer were low and people could
see inside quite easily.  The shop where they worked went without saying.
But today would be different.  Little Megan had learned to babble a few
words, and the young toddler had grown to trust and love Steve and Mike as
if they were her new daddies.  Little did her white trash mother realize
that on this particular day, she was leading Megan toward a day of constant
molestation and very dirty abuse - a day that would soon be filled with
crying, tantrums, and tears filled with embarrasement and shame.  But
neither of them knew this as they walked toward Mike's car.  Megan smiled
sweetly at Steve in the passanger seat.  A baby carrier was prepared for
her in the back seat of the car.

   "Take her.  I'm in a hurry ...I...I can't talk...I'll pay you what I can
later." The young mother stammered - her body visibly shaking as a result
of her desperate need for a fix.

   The two men said nothing as Steve strapped little Megan into the child
seat in the back.  Then the two set out for their newly "baby furnished"
apartment in the poor section of town - far away from their real homes
which were both located in upper middle class neighborhoods.

   When they arrived, Mike looked around cautiously as Steve removed Megan
from the child seat and picked her up out of the car.  It was still early
in the morning, and most of these poor tenants were sleeping off their
partying and hangovers from the night before.  Mike surveyed that there was
not much activity.  The immigrant manager never worked on Saturdays anyway
and that was crucial to their plans.  Since Terry (the mother) had
willingly given up her only child to them for the remainder of the weekend,
there was no chance of any law enforcement getting involved.  It was a
concensual idea to let these two deviants babysit Megan.  So there they
were - no law enforcement, nosey neighbors, or any other distractions that
could deter them from their perverse activities with Megan.  Even if she
screamed or carried on, the tenants were used to such noise (since many of
them had small children of their own carrying on tantrums and such).

   Steve held Megan in her cheap child overhauls and smiled over at Mike,
then the two of them made their way to their apartment number and carried
sweet little Megan upstairs.  When they entered the room, everything was in
place.  It was uncanney how Mike and Steve were so close in their
fantasies. It was clear that they were sexually attracted to little girls -
especially toddlers, yet it was even more ironic that they both shared
another (more disturbing) fantasy - a sexual attraction involving the
humiliation and defication of such young children.  Mike in particular had
always had an inner hatred for women in general.  Steve was less of a
mysogynist, but he found himself yearning for what he had seen in Mike's
pictures at the shop more and more.  He was always curious during the few
times in his life when he caught a glimpse of a young toddler being changed
- either on the floor on in a bathroom.  He had seen many nursery rooms
before, but had never witnessed a child being changed on a changing table.
All he had were the memories of his distant childhood when he had endured
such embarrasement and shame - particularly in front of more than one woman
at the same time.  From that point onward, Steve had never realized his
sub-concious attraction to this particular aspect of early childhood. 
Instead, this fetish had remained dormant in his psychie until it was
triggered by the graphics photographs he saw in Mike's locker.  From then
on he was hooked and there was no turning back.  The realization that he
was a sick pedophile had disturbed him momentarily - but only that.  The
guilt had worn off quickly was he became rock hard thinking of Terry's
little baby tramp - Megan!

   Mike was even sicker than Steve.  He not only enjoyed molesting
toddlers, he enjoyed watching them have their "accidents" and viewing their
shame and displeasure while doing so.  An even sicker side of him would
soon unfold within the next few hours.  But for now, they released little
Megan onto the floor of the small living room to roam and play for a little
while.  They were in no hurry, for there was plenty of time for each of
them to have their fun with the filthy little brat.  As sick as they were,
both men wanted little Megan to become comfortable and well aquainted with
her surroundings.  They made sure to tailor the apartment to reflect a
typical little girl's needs.  The color schemes involving the toys and
changing table mattress were quite obvious and feminine - all pink with
childlike designs.  They had even taken the trouble to buy a used hobby
horse from a local trading post just for Megan.

   The two of them sat on a small couch and admired their little prize. 
Baby Megan bestowed upon them a sight that would make any sick pedophile
hard as hell.  She had the sweetest blonde hair that curled around in
little baby locks.  Her baby overhauls were filthy, stained, and somewhat
tight fitting - accentuating the shameful undergarment that was a staple in
all toddlers smelly little lives.  She drooled constantly, giggled, and
babbled in short blurbs using small words such as "dadda...wanna
pway...mine turn...da dow...etc." Indeed, the sight of this low income,
white trash toddler cunt was more than enough to satisfy their sick needs.

   But Mike and Steve wanted more!  They wanted to see Megan humiliate
herself in front of them.  They wanted to toy with the little piece of
filth standing before them giggling nervously and waddling around in her
cheap dirty overhauls.  Mike was the first to enter Megan's play space and
make his way close to her cheap little body.  Steve smiled in delight and
unzipped his trousers as he watched Mike run his large dirty hand through
her soft blonde locks of girlie hair.  Megan giggled and drooled onto the
carpet as she cuddled closer to Mike.  Mike continued running his hand
through her hair and took her by the waste with the other - pulling the
child closer toward his sick clutches.  The hand that was encased around
Megan's waste like and evil tenticle began to roam around - caressing
Megan's back at first, then lowering in a circular patting motion toward
her backside.  Mike's cock grew to immense proportions as he smelled the
natural scent of the dirty child and felt the puffy plastic bulge in the
back of her overhauls.

   "What's our sweet lil' Megan wearing today hmmm?" he inquired in a
sickening high pitch voice - talking down to the child in a way that lacked
any amount of respect.

   "Is is Luvy dov dovs?  Is it Huggy hugs?  Is is Pampies?"

   Little Megan giggled and smiled at Mike wrapping her little baby arms
around him and planting a wet slurpy kiss on his cheek.  It was clear that
she was a dim witted child who's dumb little mind hadn't been nurished by
her mother.  If Steve or Mike could peer inside her little skull, they
would probably find a pile mashed potatos and nothing resembling any kind
of brain matter or enlightening activity.  Indeed, little Megan was quite
stupid for her age.  She was almost 3 years old and was still wearing
diapers, drooling, and babbling incoherantly.  This was exactly the kind of
toddler that Steve and Mike wanted - just a sweet, dumb, passive little
cunt to play with while she drooled, peed, and pooped herself in front of
them.  Both men could tell that sweet little Megan was good at all of these
things, and they verbally admired her openly when they saw her drool or do
something foolish of that nature.  Part of their sick little game was to
encourage brainless activity with Megan.  They had done so many times
before when they had babysat her - either together or seperately.  Even
though they were afraid to openly molest her on previous occasions due to
the location and relative lack of privacy, they openly complimented her
when she drooled, kissed her when she babbled, and gave her candy and soda
when she made "stinky down there." They made sure to openly encourage her
already low verbal ability by talking in "baby babble" talk toward her on
several occasions and teasing her by blowing air into her ears - which made
her giggle uncontrollably.  It was this type of negative, sick, and
oppressive nurturing that had brought forth the little baby cunt of their
dreams - dirty little Megan!

   Mike motioned for Steve to join in and unzipped his pants while doing
so. Steve's pants had already been discarded and his cock stood fully erect
as he saddled up and kneeled down on the floor on the other side of the
cute little cunt.  Mike began to undo her overhauls one strap at a time. 
When he got the upper portion undone, the garment slumped over to the
ground - covering only the bottom portion of Megan's soft little body from
the waste down.  She still had on her raggy yellow short sleave t-shirt -
which Mike began removing immediately.

   As the crusty shirt was removed, Steve got his first glimpse of Megan's
infant chest.  It had plenty of baby fat around the nipple areas and looked
soft, smooth, and pliable.  Her snowy white body looked like something out
of a sick pedophile's dream.  Steve and Mike had envisioned this moment for
many months.  Each time Megan had been brought to the shop, the two
perverts had undressed the giggling little girl with their evil eyes.  In
fact, these two perverts had been jaded so much by their infatuation with
little Megan that nothing else turned them on anymore.  Their cocks only
became hard when the caught site of Megan, or smelled her baby breath and
childlike odors when she kissed them hello or goodbye at her sleazy
mother's bidding.

   Baby Megan began to squeal in delight as the two men began to softly
grope and plant kisses all over her tiny tummy and baby chest.  Steve
leaned toward her cute little face and began licking her ears and cheeks
which made her squirm and giggle even more.  The excitement grew stronger
within little Megan, and she soon felt a little squirt of pee pee enter her
diaper.  Another squirt shot out of her little baby pisser and splashed all
around her puffy little twat.  The yellow liquid soon began to sting, and
Megan's babyish giggles began to turn into soft little whimpers of
childlike dispeasure and discomfort.

   Sensing her displeasure, Mike gave her a scolding for being a "shameful
little cunt" and wetting herself in front of them.  Megan continued to
whimper as she felt her baby shoes being removed and her overhauls being
loosened further.  She began to kick and squirm out of shame and
embarrasement as she began to suspect in her dim little brain that her two
"daddies" were going to pull off her clothes and expose her "wetty" diaper.
Megan blushed bright pink as the remainder of her overhauls were removed
leaving her clad in nothing accept for her precious disposable diaper. 
Megan knew she had pee peed herself.  She also knew that within a few
moments it would no longer be her little secret.  Soon her daddies would
know that she made tinkle down there and she began to openly sob in front
of the two perverts.

   Steve's thick penis grew even more rigid as he and Mike slowly and
deliberately unfastened the little Disney tapes on either side of the
child's pee pee diaper.  They held her firmly standing up as they watched
her do a little pee pee dance and attempt to cover the front crotch of her
diaper with her little baby hands.  Mike took hold of Megan's soft weak
hands and separated them again causing the little girl to cry louder as she
tried in vein to put them back into place.  As Mike held her little baby
hands firmly to the side, Steve had pulled the front of her diaper open -
exposing Megan's little bald pisser and pee stained crotch.

   "dadddy noooo...(sob)..i don wanna.  (drool)...le go...le
go..(whimper)..."

   The two grown men ignored her childish plees and carried her (kicking
and screaming) over to the changing table.  Once they placed her on her
back, they strapped her down - preventing any serious movement from the
whining toddler.  Her diaper was still halfway open as Steve lifted her
chubby little legs in the air and pulled the front of her diaper further
outward.  Mike brought out the baby powder and wet wipes - making sure to
wipe little Megan in all her baby fat creases and crevices.  He took great
delight in spreading her cute little cunny with his thumb and forefinger
and sliding the wet baby scented tissue inside her vagina - capturing
various traces of urine and girlie juices in the process.  Then he wedged
his thumb and forefinger between her tightly closed baby butt cheeks and
forced them open exposing her tight crinkly brown anus.

   Tiring of Megan's childish cries, Steve retrieved a pasifyer from one of
the changing table's lower drawers and stuffed it into her slobbering
little mouth.  This served to quiet her a little bit, but not entirely. 
The young toddler still struggled against her captures as fresh baby powder
was being smeared on her fleshy "pee pee hole" and soft baby bottom.  Mike
was gentle with her however, and with the passing of soft delicate moments
of careful messaging and smooth baby talk, he managed to calm the little
girl into a temporary state of silence as he continue to message her baby
clitoris with his thumb and forefinger.  Steve watched intently as little
Megan began to coo with soft baby pleasure as her tiny little pisser began
to feel funny and good all over at the same time.

   Mike was working her over good.  It wasn't long before he was leaning
over little body and slithering his tongue all over her baby crotch.  The
baby powder tasted bitter to Mike, but he enjoyed it just the same. 
Meanwhile Steve leaned over at the opposite end of the changing table and
removed Megan's pasyfyer.  No sooner had he done that, he pressed his evil
face against her soft little girlie mouth and began to mash his sloppy
tongue inside - causing her to gag and choke as he forced her into a long,
dark french kiss that seemed to last forever.  Megan's sweet baby breath
only served to fuel the fire in Steve's balls as his cum was ready to shoot
out molten lava.

   Megan's disposable diaper was still open on the changing table, and Mike
managed to steal glimpses of her pee stained toddy pants in between tongue
laps between her sweet little legs.  Mike slithered and swirled his tongue
deep into her puffy lips - worming it's way inside her baby vulva and stiff
clitoris.  Her legs and vagina were nice and chubby with baby fat.  Mike
enjoyed her soft smelly girlie odors as the combination of wee wee and baby
powder filled his menacing nostrils.  He was indeed a very sick individual
and this made it all the more pleasurable to him.

   Steve finally removed his invasive mouth from Megan's face and replaced
it with his thick purple bulb.  Megan gasped as a thick lard of cock meat
entered her wet, slippery mouth.  Instinctively she began sucking on it
like a pasifyer - giving Steve ripples of intense pleasure through his sick
perverted testicles.  Megan slurped and gagged like a good little girl
while Mike's tongue intesified it's exploration of her baby vagina.  He had
licked nearly all the baby powder off of her tiny slit and was now begining
to focus his attention on the lower regions of her forbidden anus.  Gently
he parted her baby ass cheeks and slithered his snake-like tongue toward
her soft, brown "potty hole."

   Little Megan squirmed in vein on the changing table as her mouth was
still filled with thick manly cock and her bottom began to feel wet and
slippery.  Megan was used to feeling slippery and sticky down there, but
that was when she had made poopies.  This feeling was a little different -
and it felt kinda good.  Her soft smelly anus felt moist and slimy with
Mike's saliva dribbling all over her crinkly brown crevice.  Meanwhile
Steve's cock was beginning to push it's limits in her mouth - causing her
to choke and sputter with child-like desperation.  Megan was forced to
breath through her nose as large goobs of baby saliva escaped her cock
filled mouth and dribbled in huge disgusting rivelets down her toddy chin
and spilling onto her pudgy baby chest.

   Steve began pumping more vigorously, and the site of the little girl
struggling against the changing table straps to escape her predicement only
served to intensify his orgasm.  Within moments, he felt a huge vulcanic
surge building in his sick and twisted balls.  Suddenly, a thick stream of
long, ropey white globs hissed violently out of his menacing cock and into
Megan's mouth and throat - coating her with thick gooey goblets of
perverted goo.  Megan was trapped, and her only viable response was to gag,
choke, and sob uncontrollably as the two sick pedophiles violated her tiny
orfices without remorse or mercy.  More thick gobs of dirty semen shot out
of Steve's lardy cock and slithered down Megan's throat without her concent
forming a thick pool of filth in her baby "tum tum."

   Having lubricated her anus real good with his tongue, Mike brought his
cock out and began pushing gently into her tiny bottom.  As slow and as
careful as he was, his gentle approach did not prevent little Megan from
crying out in agony as her poop chute came under stiff attack.  Within
moments however, the pain slowly ebbed away and Megan just lay there and
took her punishment like a good girl.  Steve had finished and was putting
his trouser back on.  He watched out of the corner of his eye as Mike
slowly oozed his thick cock in and out of Megan's little brown potty hole.

   Minutes later, after Mike had plenty of time to enjoy the dark brown
warmth of Megan's tiny fudge opening, he shot his load inside of her -
coating her inner anus with thick globs of soft white manly goo.  The
creamy white globs spat and spurt all over Megan's tiny innerds - forming a
warm gooey puddle that began to seep out of her baby bottom once Mike
withdrew his thick slimy dick.

   The two men finished putting their clothes back on.  Then they took soft
wet baby wipes and cleaned Megan off thoroughly.  Their painful intrusion
upon Megan was only now beginning to fade from the toddler's short memory
as the dumb little girl began to warm up to the gentle pleasant feelings of
the baby wipes smearing her genitals clean.  Steve put a fresh disposable
diaper on her and shoved another pacyfyer into her mouth.  Then they
plopped her in front of the cheap tv to watch cartoons while they played
cards and drank beer.



                                 * * * *



   Hours later, Megan was getting fidgity.  The cartoons were now beginning
to bore her and besides she had to make poo poo in her diaper.  She stood
up and toddled over to the couch where Steve and Mike sat reading some porn
magazines they had brought with them.  These helped to get them in the mood
to molest little Megan again.  Megan was too small to realize the nature of
the magazines.  They were of the extreme hardcore variety - showing men
peeing all over women dressed in trashy latex uniforms and dressed like
sleazy tramps and hookers.  Another magazine was slightly more violent as
it showed two men holding a young woman down while a third man shot cum all
over her face and hair.  Despite being held down, it appeared that the
young woman was smiling (ableit in a forced way as it was clear that she
had been physically beaten earlier by the black eye she was sporting).

   Megan knew none of these things as she stood close to the cheap sofa and
began grunting and blushing with child like embarrasement.  Steve and Mike
watched intently as little Megan squatted a little and began pushing and
squeezing hard.  They both knelt down anxiously close to her and observed
the degrading scene intently.  Mike pressed his nose up against Megan's
disposable pamper while Steve watched a small puffy bulge begin to appear
in the back of her diaper.  Mike's nostrils were soon entranced with the
familiar scent of baby powder - yet that same innocent girlie smell was now
being corrupted by the disgusting stench of Megan's pooey mud that was now
invading the back of her little pamper and forming a huge squishy coating
all over her soft, powdery white hiney.  Steve held Megan firmly in place
while Mike reached his hand underneath her soft diaper and began massaging
it purposefully - making sure to gently press and smear the messy fudge
around inside her precious baby pampee.  Megan began to shed tears of
embarrasment as she felt the wamth of the smelly mush being pushed and
smudged between her filthy little legs and in between her butt cheeks.  The
dreaded crud soon began to push it's way toward her vaginal folds - coating
them with disgusting brown poo poo streaks and messy brown smear stains. 
Megan cried and shifted from one foot to the other trying to avoid the
feeling of the slippery smelly mess between her chubby little legs.  Her
movements were to no avail as the men gently carried her to the changing
table again and hold her down firmly.

   Baby Megan began to cry louder as she felt the tiny straps being applied
to her chest and stomach and the tapes of her diaper being unfastened with
slow, degrading deliberacy.  Once she was firmly strapped down, Mike took
hold of Megan's head and leaned over it - smiling down at her.  Then
without warning he conjured up a huge wad of saliva and let it dribble
slowly out of his sick mouth and spill all over Megan's face - underscoring
his total lack of respect for the toddler.

   Meanwhile, Steve had unfastened her smelly diaper completely and was
holding her baby ankles firmly up in the air.  Megan's entire bottom looked
like it had been caked with smelly chocolate icing - only it smelled
horrible to her.  The entire room smelled like the little cunt had gone to
the potty in her diaper.  Steve ran his fingers along the contours of her
chubby butt cheeks as they were fully exposed with her tiny little legs
being held in the open air at the base of her ankles.  Steve scooped up
some of Megan's filthy child poop and began to smear some of it inside the
little slit of her baby vagina - making sure to hold the soft fleshy folds
open with his thumb and forefinger.  The two men knew that smearing the
soft brown shit inside of her filthy child cunt would make her become
infected - but they didn't care.  They both knew that her stupid white
trash mother couldn't care less either.  She was probably out getting
stoned somewhere and getting fucked by a total stranger in the process.

   The two perverts smiled at each other as they continued abusing little
Megan.  They had the weak little cunt for the entire evening, and the sick
ideas that were soon to follow would be very pleasing to implement between 
the two men - yet very sick and degrading for poor little Megan.



 


                                THE END



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