The Slob's Life

**This is a work of smelly and dirty fiction. Its got some nastier kinks, and will get worse as it goes along**

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Janet was an adventurous young woman traveling the world. At 22 she was a young attractive brunette in the prime of her life. Her breasts were nice and big and tended to get attention from everyone, almost as much as her looks. She was on a train doing a tour of southeast asia. She wanted to see the world, and was just kinda back-packing it for fun. Although right now she was on a few days train ride through the mountains to her next destination. It was a long ride. She was on for a day already, and had two more to go. She hadn't had a shower or a change of clothes since getting on. And it showed. Her T-shirt had a few crumbs on it, while someone had spilled some drink on her top last night. While she had worked things out with the person who had spilled, she didn't get a chance to change, having no opportunity to find a quiet spot.

Janet paused on the train as it came to a stop. She was starving. This was the middle of nowhere in the rainy season. But this station was the last stop for something like four hours. There were a few vending machines. Deciding to risk it she stepped out to to get something from the vending machine. Getting just enough to cover her purchase from the machine and nothing more she moved to leave the carriage. After some struggle she managed to make it outside. "Damn things crowded as hell." She muttered as she got out. Once she made about three steps there was a soft squish. She looked down below her shoe, it was an animal pile. Looking around she looked down the train, it seemed someone was loading up pack animals into the train. They had apparently been on the platform for some time. Which left a mess all over the platform. "I mean..." Her shoes had been walked to hell and back, new a few weeks ago, they were fairly well worn now. So what was the harm in a little more muck?

Looking around Janet tried to find her vending machine. It was behind a window. She looked... And looked, and looked. Finally she saw it. It was in a building off the platform. Glancing at the animals leading onto the ship she glanced. "Alright. Got time." She said looking around she found a gate and glanced at it. Tracing the path she realized that was her way to the machine. She glanced and sighed as she climbed the fence, six feet up and climbed down, landing in a mud puddle with a splat. There was a sigh as she looked at the bottom of her pants. "Meh." She shrugged moving on. Other people on the train were dirtier.

Wandering out of the puddle, feeling the mud seep into her shoes she sighed and walked to the building... To realize it was a private house... Or something. "Oh... Fucking..." She muttered pissed as she walked back around.

As she came around the corner someone was locking the gate behind them. Seeing Janet approach he paused. "Here for the train? Better hurry. The animals are on."

"Can I get past." Janet had learned the local language, not a master, but good enough.

"No, animals only." He said simply seeing a foreigner.

"I... Come on." She huffed stamping her foot. With a splash she paused and realized she was in the mud. "God fucking..." She muttered as she began to walk around, but as she started the train began to move. "Oh... Oh dammit!" She said as she ran. "Hey! Hey stop! Hey!" She watched as the train went off, a hiss of diesel fuming her. "Ah! Fuck-fuckin!" She coughed as she came to a stop. The train drove off, not caring for Janet.

Janet stopped annoyed. Then she realized. "Wait... Wait..." She was alone, in a foreign country, she had a few dollars to her name. Everything, passport, phone, all of that? It was in the train car. "Fuck... Fuuuck." She muttered as she looked around. The man had walked off. Here she was muddy, smelly, and alone. "I... Maybe I can..." She walked over to the other platform, the train long gone. There was just a raised platform, nothing else. A sign saying the town she was on. "Population 1500..." Janet paused and looked around. It was getting late. Quite late. The sun was almost down. "Well... Maybe..."

Janet wandered the town. She was hungry. One place was open, janet looked at her money. She had a bit, and, with some chatting she got a meal. Eating it she made a bit of a mess, poultry spilling on her outfit. She didn't care. She was hungry, and she was gonna eat dammit. After paying the woman she paused and looked around. There was nowhere to stay here. Well, not that she knew of. She could read some... But there were no street signs. The main road lead to the train station and... Nothing else. She couldn't knock on the doors. She was thankful it was warm at least.

Janet looked around and tried to find a spot to rest until morning. However one man approached her, he was toothless, dirty and pissed. While Janet was squatted above the dirt he began to piss on her. "Ah! W-what!" Janet said an acrid stink up her nose.

"This is my spot! Get lost! Fuck off!" The man said as he swung a stick at her.

"Wh-what!" She could speak, but not understand. Janet took a few hits but ended up being fended off. When she thought she was free one block over the man chased her off again. She finally ended about six blocks over, sweaty, breathless, and standing in ankle deep mud and trash. Janet waited for a bit. Bent over as she stood still. "I-if he comes, f-fuck it. I can take a caning." God... That was a throw back. She was bit of a sexual deviant for sure. "Fuck, I want a good caning. Maybe I can..." She thought about it, but after about ten seconds of thought she shook her head. "No way." She muttered.

The skies started to darken and look like rain. Janet grumbled as she wandered around. She saw one overhang big enough to house her, but all that was under it was some mud and a bit of trash. "I have some standards." She muttered.

Walking down the road she noticed that there was a smell, one that she had been smelling before, but she couldn't place its source. "God, this town stinks." She muttered as she kept walking. When in the dark she slipped down a sudden drop before landing in a soft squish into the source of the stink. It turned out Janet had landed in the towns trash pit, and was now knee deep in lots of slop and nasty shit. "Ah! Fuck! Fuck!" She said as she struggled to climb out. As she started the rain falling. This made her climb harder, and after one fall back in, she managed to get out, her shirt clinging to the mud. Looking at the one hangover in the distance she sighed and walked over to it, soaked to hell. She stared at the muddy earth with a bit of grime, kicking some aside she sighed and sat down.

About then someone arrived, soaked in the rain it was a girl. "What are you doing here?" She asked confused. "Wait, no, you're from out of town. Come on dear."

Janet paused. What was this? Someone just... Asking her along. "I... Um... W-what?" She slipped into her native english.

"Oh." The stranger said, before slipping into a pretty solid English. "I'm Pari, you look lost miss, I can help." She said offering a hand.

After a moment Janet got up and took the others hand, it was wet, sure, but at this point Janet didn't much care. Following Pari they ran away from the train station to a house near the trash pit. Once they went in Pari flipped a light switch. "We do have electricity here, and water. Dad was helpful somehow." She muttered.

The house was filthy. It seemed almost like Pari was also part of the trash pit, but nothing here was too rotten. It was a mess. An entry area, caked in mud. A living quarter with a dirty couch, a kitchen without a single clean plate, and a sink full of dirty dishes, a small hallway leading to a few other rooms. "Oh... What's your name?"

"J-janet." She said froze by the door.

"You gonna come in or...?" Pari asked.

"I'm filthy." Janet said motioning down, it was clear she stank a lot, even in this house.

Pari laughed. "Please, like I care. Don't worry. I live by the dump, a little muck won't hurt!" She seemed to be actively encouraging this as she walked in without removing her own muddy shoes. And now that Janet could see her she noticed Pari's outfit was stained with bits of grime and muck. A long dress, the bottom was muddy and stained brown mostly. While along its length various other oddly colored stains were there. Janet even noticed a bit of a musk of body odor in the air. Given how she smelled, Janet didn't much mind.

About then she grunted as her stomach let out an unpleasant growl. Apparently her earlier meal hadn't agreed with her. "I... I gotta go!" She said her reluctance gone in the face of possibly shitting herself.

"Bathroom first door on the right!"

Janet ran down the hallway and found said toilet. The bathroom was... Also nasty. The shower looked full of half a dozen empty plastic bottles. The floor was stained with a few piss stains, and the sink had stains on its side. Not caring Janet relieved herself, badly needing it. When done she looked for toilet paper and found none. After a bit of a search she decided at this point she was either hallucinating a filthy fever dream, or she was just gonna smell for a bit. So she stood up without wiping, feeling her panties stick just a bit to her rear end. She... Somewhat liked the feeling and made sure to wriggle it just a bit before walking out.

Pari was across the hall in her bedroom. Here the musk was strongest now that the door was open. And... It seemed Pari had a secret, in her hands was a large male phallus, which, upon observation, was attached to Pari. Despite sitting in a room with filthy sheets, clearly getting off she moved to cover up her penis first. "I... Its... I-N-not what it...!" Pari couldn't finish a sentence, barely two words.

Janet chuckled and walked in. "Do you have an extra bed?"

"N-no..." She said. "S-sorry."

"Well then... Mind if I share with you." Janet couldn't lie. A tiny part of her was liking this all. And... The deciding factor was that penis. Janet had masturbated once on her trip so far, and had been low key horny for over a week. Now she was high key horny. "Lemme just remove my shoes." She said reaching down.

"N-no its fine!" Pari said. "L-look if you don't mind this I don't mind the shoes."

"I'll get the sheets dirty." As soon as Janet said this she realized how silly that was, the sheets were filthy, Pari was still wet from the rain. And there were already mud stains on the bed.

"Don't worry. I wouldn't make a guest do something I wouldn't." She slid some covers that were up her thighs. She was still wearing her own dirty shoes. "I... Um... I was really aroused... So..." Still hard to explain. "Just come here."

Janet did, and paused unbuttoning her pants. "So... Were you thinking about me."

Pari gulped and nodded.

"Some naughty thoughts."

Pari repeated her last action.

"So lets say..." Janet said as she slid down her pants just a bit, before sliding aside her panties. "Were you thinking about this?" She asked as she put a finger to her slit. Janet did have a bit of a messy kink... But right now she was blaming the stench of sex in the air as well her own constant arousal for the past few weeks to getting her this worked up.

"Please. C-can I fuck you?" Pari asked.

"Of cou-" Janet spread her legs when she was surprised that Pari went down between her not with her penis, but with her tongue. "Wh-what are you?" She moaned, this girl was good.

"Do you not like it?" Pari asked. "I can..." She said with her head between Janet's thighs.

"I do but weren't you going too use your... Member?"

"I can wait a bit. You should feel good." Pari said before getting back to work.

Janet couldn't complain, this woman was good with her tongue. She moaned and writhed, her legs twitching on the sheet. After a few minutes she came good and hard. "F-fuck... And I thought you were going too..." She hummed looking at Pari.

Pari leaned back, her cock was hard and leaking pre-cum. She clearly wanted to, badly. "May I?" She asked. "You aren't bothered by... Th-this?" She was nervous clearly.

"Please. God." Janet said as she spread her legs wider. "For making a mess of your bed. The least you can do is cum in me." She hummed, this was all strange, but Janet liked it. Finding herself aroused by the smell of sweat, and sex and earth that permeated the room.

Pari moved her member into Janet, both girls nearly cumming. Pari because she was on edge already, and Janet because she hadn't had something in her more than fingers in two weeks. "Ah! Yes! This is great!" Janet moaned as Pari moved in and out, both women starting to work up a sweat. Pari was a bit less experienced with her member than her mouth, but she was big enough that things could work regardless. Soon enough both of them had cum, although Pari was still hard.

"I... I haven't had such a good time in a while." Pari said still a touch shy.

"Then lets make it better." Janet let out. "Come on, lets go again. You seem to be able to keep going.

With that the two girls went for another hour, before passing out on the bed, Pari just bothering to pull out while Janet only pulled up her pants so they wouldn't slide off in her sleep.

Waking up early Janet had to go again. She went to the toilet and still smelled some of her deposit from last night, but also a solid musk. Sniffing herself she realized it was from her. And she rather liked it. The musk, the mud... even the whiff of trash that permeated all of that. It was... Exhilarating, liberating possibly. As she stood there, she realized she had to pee still, so she got to work. When done the search for toilet paper happened when she remembered. Shrugging she moved on and walked to the kitchen and living room.

Pari was there with some breakfast. The plates were somewhat dirty, but Janet wouldn't say no.

"So." Pari said. "Um, I assume you were on the train?" She asked.

"Yes."

"What happened?"

Janet relayed the story to Pari over breakfast. When finished her host spoke up. "I have bad news. That train comes back once a week. But odds are... Well everything is lost. I can host you though. I have enough to keep one guest for a long time." She said rubbing the back of her neck. "I am the black sheep, and father sent me to a small town to hide away." She looked at her crotch. "This is indecent on a woman. I... Hope you don't mind the smell. I'm not the neatest."

That was an understatement. Pari's place was a mess. But Janet shrugged. "You know what? Its better here than being pissed on by that bum. Whats the issue." She waved. "I don't mind a little stink and dirt. Its fine." Also kinda exciting too. And a little hot. "Don't change for me. Keep doing you, I'm the visitor, I should adjust to you."

Pari paused and smiled. "Thank you. Its... Different. But if I'm to be an outcast, I figured I might as well live like I want to." She chuckled.

Once breakfast was done Pari took Janet on a tour of the town. It wasn't big, about 2000 people. It was difficult to access and the main reasons people did so were two fold, one, to see a handful of semi-local monasteries in the mountains proper, and two, to pick up or drop off sheep, pigs, cows and other livestock. They had managed to build a rail-line here a few years ago, and this had made the town much easier to ship animals to and from. The platform Janet had gotten off at was actually meant just for animals.

Janet huffed and walked onto the platform from the tracks. As she put her hands down she paused as she felt a soft wet smush, and realized she was putting her hand in shit, but decided that it wasn't a big deal and got up anyways. "So this is where I screwed up?"

Pari followed her, no pause as she made sure to put one hand in a bigger animal patty. As she got up she walked around, making sure to trace her shoes through the muck.

"What are you doing?" Janet asked.

"Oh... Like I mentioned, I like to live live a bit... Slobby I guess is the term. So whats the harm in a little muck on my feet?" The whole town was dirt roads, and after last nights rain mud was everywhere.

Janet paused and casually ran her own feet through one big animal patty with a bit of a splat. She giggled. She was having fun. This was fun.

"Oh... Maybe we can go to the fields. I think I know whose animals were sent to town, so I know what fields should be empty." Pari offered.

Janet shrugged. "Sounds great."

After a lunch break they went off a ways to large animal fields on the side of town opposite where Pari lived. "This man died recently, so his farm is being broken down right now. Nobody should be here."

At the gate to the field Pari began to climb through but Janet stopped as she stood in mud, it was deeper than her sneakers and thus sliding into her shoes. She liked it. Without warning she jumped up and down, mud splattering up her legs. She giggled like a little girl. "Hehe!" She let out a bit louder.

Pari stopped on the other side of the gate, having slipped through and looked back. "What are you doing?" She asked slightly confused.

Not prepared for that Janet froze and, after a moment, could only say, "I'm looking for the deepest spot." Honestly she couldn't really answer the question herself.

Taking a moment Pari looked around and jumped around on her side. Mud splattering around. "I bet I can find a deeper spot here." She said teasingly.

Janet laughed. She didn't know what it was about Pari but she was easy to relax around. Together they jumped in the mud for about ten minutes mud splattering up their legs, spraying Janet's blue jeans with plenty of black muck, while Pari's dress got dirtier and dirtier. Finally given up saying Pari had found the 'deepest' Janet went through the gate to the other girls side... And did another jump. They jumped together until Janet slipped and landed on her ass with a splat. "Ah... Dammit." She sighed as she sat in the mud.

Pari laughed. "Well, that's just cheating. You're checking the whole puddle." She said as she offered Janet a hand up. Getting up her ass was covered in black mud. Janet felt the cold wet seep against her skin and rather liked it.

After this was a walk through the animal fields. Nothing was there, but there were animal patties hidden in the grass. When Janet heard a soft squish from Pari she realized what was going on. They were still holding hands, and Janet looked down, eyeing up the grass before finding a pile and taking a squishy step. This continued with both girls taking dirty step after dirty step, slowly heading towards an old building a ways off.

However after a while they had to let go. Until near the barn, at the edge between grass and mud they came together. This mud wasn't as deep as the gate mud, just barely getting to the soles of their shoes, but it smelled much worse. A few distinct patties were visible, but mostly it was clear mud and manure mixed here. Animals not being ones for toilet hygiene. As they closed in on the door Janet kicked some muck Pari's way, hitting her dress with a wet 'slop' or a sound. Pari kicked back readily and again the two were playing games.

Again Janet ended up worse for wear and stumbled over a wooden beam in the ground into the barn proper. The stench was much clearer and even she had to cough. "Holy shit." She let out. And indeed, it was true. The barn hadn't been cleaned in a while, and shit was caked deep. Even with the doors open to air things out the stench of manure was strong in the air. Exponentially more so than in the field. Right now Janet was thankful she hadn't tripped. She wasn't ready for that level of mess. It was... A bit much.

Pari followed in and coughed a bit, but said little. "I wonder what will happen with this barn?" She asked as she walked around before getting close to Janet and, bumping into her.