The price of voyeurism

Author: xsbnb
Word count: 16469
means of subsistence
My name is Chen Motong, and I’m lying under the school toilet right now. Accepting the feces of all the girls in the school, my body is full of stench. Now in this school, no one treats me as a human being…
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I lost my parents when I was six years old, and I grew up eating a lot of food. Afterwards, I was taken to the city by an urban family, and they sent me to school. Love me like you love your own child. However, the sky is unpredictable. After three years of stable life, the adoptive father was diagnosed with stomach cancer and passed away a few months later. The adoptive mother also had a car accident on the way to the hospital. Since they did not make a will, their property was quickly divided up by relatives, leaving nothing behind. My life is very embarrassing. I can barely eat some steamed buns every day. Sometimes I can’t even eat steamed buns, so I can only go to the trash can to find some leftovers. When sleeping at night, it is under the bridge hole. It is commonplace to eat poorly in summer and sleep poorly in winter. My school uniform is full of shoe prints and has holes all over it. I wear that old sweater all year round because it’s showing if I don’t wear it…  
However, I was soon admitted to a university, where there are subsidies for extremely poor students, and they can live on campus for free. So basically I don’t have to worry about food and lodging anymore, but recently there is a project that costs a lot of money in school. At my own expense, when I had to know the number, I felt anxious again. I have no place to make money, even if it is a part-time job, it will be too late. Just when I was very anxious, I accidentally logged into a website from the school computer. There was an advertisement on that website that attracted me.
“Acquisition of women’s bathroom auctions in high schools and colleges at high prices”
My conscience tells me not to, but after seeing the price. Conscience and everything are fed to the dogs, because they give too much.
I first borrowed two hundred from my classmates and bought a second-hand mobile phone. I put on my raincoat and rain boots, and picked a fairly clean ditch toilet. He locked the toilet door, and went down to the ditch toilet to prepare for a sneak shot.
Over my head there are all kinds of girls going to the toilet, piss hitting the floor and crackling, they must be very comfortable at this time, but what they don’t know is that there is a peeping person under the toilet.
A short girl ran into the toilet, her face was round and childish. Probably some teacher’s child, she took off her pants, revealing her pink pussy. I slowly walked under her ass, trying to get a close-up of her ass. She trembled, and a stream of yellow urine poured down. Her piss hit my face. Run down my cheeks and into my mouth. The smell of this urine is coquettish, stinky, bitter and astringent.
It’s terrible.
Just as I was packing up and preparing to leave, a girl in small leather shoes came in. I climbed up the door and looked outside, this girl, I know her. She is the principal’s daughter, named Liu Yiyi, who often speaks at the student assemblyIt’s time to show up, a rich and good-looking girl. Who doesn’t like it? I crawled into the ditch toilet and squatted down, preparing for her arrival. She wandered outside for a while, then walked into the grid next to me. She pulled down her pants and farted as soon as she squatted down. It looks like she’s going to have a bowel movement. I bent over halfway and took a close-up shot of her ass, her asshole squirmed and gradually expanded. A black stool fell down, and the whole ditch toilet was full of stench. It turns out that the stool of a rich girl is also so smelly. I filmed the process of her defecation, trying to hold my breath and not retch. Sometimes her farts can blow on my face, and it still has body heat. Five minutes later, two sheets of poop floated down and landed on my face. I quickly took the paper away, but luckily there wasn’t a lot of it on my face.
“These should be enough, and I can buy them at a good price,” I said to myself while crawling out of the ditch toilet.