Dottie thought you might enjoy reading the very first story I wrote for her about the shit tank. So here it is...
Charity Shit Tank
Would you volunteer to take a dip in a tank of shit for charity? Could anyone pay you enough?
(An idea given to me by Dottie)
James and I are on a Saturday afternoon drive when we stumble upon a country carnival. I can’t believe I’ve never seen it before as I’m familiar with virtually every carnival within a radius of 150 kilometers throughout the English countryside! “What do you think, love?” James asks and I tell him we have nothing to lose by pulling over and taking a look around.
We park and then walk inside. Almost immediately we’re hit by the pungent stench of what smells like a big farm somewhere in the vicinity. I tell James this is no place for the two of us and that I’m more than ready to leave. But his curiosity gets the better of him and he leads us off in the direction where the smell is the strongest.
It isn’t long until we approach a fenced off area. Over by the opening stands a man in jeans and a flannel shirt who looks like he’d rather be inside watching the festivities. Next to him is a sign with the words CHARITY DUNK TANK: ADULTS ONLY in big red letters. When he sees us he deduces we’re both over 18 and simply waves us in.
The smell is stronger once we get inside and I wrinkle my nose in disgust. But strangely there are a lot of people in here standing around something I can’t quite see yet. I can’t help wondering if all these people are weird country folk who are totally enamored with the smell of cows relieving themselves!
We hear cheers and applause so we try to push forward to get a better look. By the time we make our way to the front of the throng the applause has died down. We’re both confused as we can’t figure out what everyone was applauding!
There’s a small rectangular tank buried partway into the ground. The edge is about one meter high so that we can all see into it. But there is a cover over the top of it when we get close enough to see.
A small building butts right up against it with a set of rails jutting out about a half meter. The rails protrude out of the building through some sheets of thick black plastic that cover the opening. The rails hang out right over the top of the tank and I can’t help wondering what’s inside that requires a set of rails to stick out.
The smell is strongest where we’re standing and I turn to look at James in confusion. “What the bloody hell is this??!!” I ask. He shrugs his shoulders; he doesn’t have a clue either.
“Don’t you know?” some snobby, stuck-up bitch standing next to me asks. She looks me up and down and then smiles malevolently. The guy standing next to her looks kind of hen-pecked and he smiles sheepishly as though he has no control over what she says or does.
“I’d LOVE to see you take a dip in the shit tank, love,” she says, a wicked glint in her eye. Then she tells James, “It’s a hot day, love! Why don’t you give the man twenty pounds and send her inside? Then she’ll find out for herself!” James looks at her in confusion as I find myself thinking, ‘Shit tank?? What shit tank??!!’
We suddenly hear what sounds like water spraying somewhere inside the building. But otherwise there is nothing to indicate what we’re supposed to be standing here looking at! The smell is abominable and I tell James so and that we should just get the hell out of here! But the bitch next to us gives me a nasty smile, telling us to stick around awhile. “You two are going to love THIS show!” she declares.
All of the sudden a totally naked woman emerges through the plastic covering the entrance and a cheer comes up from the crowd. She’s actually standing on some sort of small platform that rides the rails. Her arms and legs appear to be shackled to the post her back is up against and she has a couple of straps that help hold her body in place.
She looks absolutely terrified and I stare in complete and utter shock. What the bloody hell have we stumbled onto???!!!
I mutter something in disbelief and confusion. But James just stands there staring at the naked tart with his tongue hanging out! Figures!! Show a guy a set of titties and he instantly starts to drool!
The cover over the tank slowly starts to pull back and I gasp in horror. The stench suddenly becomes almost overpowering and I swear I see tendrils of steam drift upward from the surface! It’s nothing but a pungent soup; the most putrid smelling liquid I have ever laid eyes on! I swear it’s nothing more than a big tank of liquid shit from the bowels of every living farm animal within a radius of 50 kilometers!!
The woman on the platform suddenly starts to cry out as she realizes what she is staring at. For her it must be absolute hell on earth shackled to that post above that filthy cauldron of slop! She screams over at someone… “BRIAN; NOO!” and I turn to see who she’s hollering for.
I see a guy standing next to a pedestal with a big red button. He has this sadistic look on his face as he stares out at the woman bound to the post. That’s when I put 2 and 2 together and I can’t help gasping, “Bloody hell; he WOULDN’T!”
“He sure as hell would!” the bitch standing next to me pants excitedly. “I can see it in his eyes! I’m bloody well going to enjoy this!” Then I hear her holler over at him, “DUNK HER, BRIAN; MAKE HER EAT SHIT!”
I can’t believe how sadistic this woman is!! But what’s even worse is hearing the crowd of onlookers standing all around us suddenly egging him on! All it takes is a quick glance at the look in his eyes to know the bastard’s actually going to do it!!
He pauses for a long moment as the girl – his girl maybe? – wriggles in distress. I see his hand hover over the big red button and he smiles as she cries out even louder for him not to do it. Then his hand slams down.
There’s a loud ding, a sound I instantly recognize from previous dunking booths whenever someone hits the bulls eye. Then the naked woman shrieks as the post she’s bound to suddenly pitches forward, apparently hinged in some way to the platform on that railing! It actually pitches right over, taking her with it until she goes in face first into that horrific tank of steaming, animal shit!
The poor thing splats into the vat of sewage with an ugly splash until she swings down and goes completely under! The post has pitched her forward a full 180 degrees until only her feet are left sticking straight up, wriggling like crazy above the surface of the slimy ooze!! She’s actually hanging upside down in that bloody tank!!!
The crowd cheers as Brian smirks, deliberately bowing as though he’s some sort of master showman! I stare in absolute shock, my body numb all over. All I can think about is how that poor girl might be drowning right this very second in a tank of shit… AN ACTUAL TANK OF WHAT LOOKS LIKE COW AND HORSE SHIT!! I can only imagine what other kind of animal excrement might be floating around in there with her!!
For some reason my pussy has moistened and I can’t for the life of me figure out why!! I squirm uncomfortably, picturing that poor girl trying to hold her breath! Surely she’s getting shit up her nose and into her mouth!! It’s the most horrific thing I’ve ever witnessed… and strangely I’m aroused by the whole bloody thing!!
I glance over at James, wondering what the hell he might be thinking. He just stares in shock as though utterly captivated by it all! I feel a sudden chill run down my spine as a horrible thought skitters through my head. What if he’s actually thinking about putting ME in that bloody thing??!!
The poor girl is under for what seems like an eternity; bloody hell, it feels like ages! Then there’s a sudden eruption of bubbles. I find myself trembling, wondering if she’s actually drowning inside that awful tank of shit!
I suddenly hear a second ding and I see movement in the water as the post starts to flip her back up. It pulls her up out of the slop, lifting her upward. As soon as her body horizontally clears that putrid soup she starts coughing and hacking, her hair hanging down as shit and slime drips down off her naked body.
The crowd cheers with sadistic glee as she swings all the way back up, still attached to that damn post. The post slams her back into place with a thud, causing her filthy hair to slap her face. Her eyes blink through the slime that hinders her vision and her mouth opens and closes as she keeps spitting out nasty chunks of what somehow must’ve gotten inside her mouth.
When she’s completely vertical the platform slowly pulls her shit-covered body back through the plastic into the building, disappearing from view. Then the cover to the tank slowly closes back over the top of the whole putrid mess as though to preserve that nasty vat of filth for the next unlucky victim!
I turn in shock and awe to look at the bitch standing next to us, unable to comprehend what I’ve just witnessed. She just grins back at me. “Wasn’t that great, love?” she asks innocently. “Didn’t you enjoy watching that? I know I sure did, especially the bubbles! Besides, it’s all for a good cause, you know.”
“Bloody hell!” I breathe, my body numb all over. “You mean people actually DO this for charity? They actually volunteer to get dunked in that big tank of shit??” I simply can’t believe anyone in their right mind would submit to something so horrible!
She just smiles back at me. Then she speaks to James, idly suggesting… “Don’t you think her naked body would look really good completely covered in horse and cow shit? I’ll even wager they threw stuff in there from pigs and chickens too!! So how about it? How long do you suppose she can hold her breath, love? She won’t drown; they don’t keep ‘em in there long, I assure you!”
I can’t believe she’s actually trying to talk my beloved James into volunteering me to take a dip! I really want to smack this bitch a good one! I turn to look at James but he suddenly has this faraway look in his eye…
Oh bloody hell; NO!!!
He’s excited now; the bastard is actually excited!! I gasp in horror as I grab onto his arm. Then I pull him close, fiercely whispering into his ear, “Don’t tell me you’d actually like to see ME in that bloody tank, would you??!!”
Before he can respond, the bitch next to me points over toward the building. “The guy is over there to take your money, love!” Then she sadistically hisses at him, “Do it, love! Dunk the bitch! You know you want to!! I can see it in your eyes! You want to see her naked body covered in shit just as much as I do!”
“BITCH!” I hiss back at her. Then I turn toward James, sternly telling him, “Don’t even THINK about it!!” But I can already see it in his eyes…
BLOODY HELL!! I THINK I’M ABOUT TO TAKE A DIP IN A TANK FULL OF ANIMAL SHIT!!!
I start to protest as he grabs my arm. Then he hauls me over toward the man collecting the cash, loudly proclaiming, “Hey, there! I’ve got another volunteer for you!” The people standing around us cheer wildly, having just realized there is going to be yet another poor girl forced to hold her breath while she’s dunked in a putrid tank of animal shit! I’m horrified as I get the shakes something fierce!!
“Twenty pounds, lad,” the man tells James with a smile, grinning knowingly at me. I feel like he’s already undressing me with his eyes, imagining what I’m going to look like all tied up to that post all covered in filth! James willingly reaches into his pocket and peels out the proper amount toot-sweet!
“Don’t make me do this!” I gasp in desperation. Then I’m spun around as the man taking the cash grabs me and points me in a certain direction… “Around back and in through the door, love.” Then he shoves me off in that direction! I glance back long enough to see James grinning insanely at me…
BLOODY HELL! HE REALLY WANTS ME TO GO THROUGH WITH THIS!!!
