The mess of a trip

**The following is a messy fetish story. It contains mud, muck unwashed-ness and general grossness. So if that's not your thing skip it. If it is, keep going**

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Savannah sighed as she got into the airport. It was deep in South America. She was looking to find some jungle ruins, explore go into the wilderness, all on her lonesome. However as she waited longer and longer she realized that her luggage wasn't coming. "Mmmm...." She grumbled as she walked over to her terminals handler. "Um, I seem to be missing my luggage."

A few moments passed as a handful of women spoke to each other in Spanish. Finally one came over in english with a sigh. "Lost your luggage?" She asked.

"Yes. I did." She said.

The woman typed into the one computer in their little kiosk. The airport wasn't the largest. It was sizable, but not huge. Two terminals and 16 gates. Although not many planes were in. "I'm sorry but its showing your stuff is here."

"B-but its not!" The luggage carousel had stopped fully.

"I'm sorry. We can call the airplane company, or you can check the lost and found, but we don't have it."

Sighing she went to get her carry on... To find it gone. Looking around she looked for her bag all over but found nothing. Returning to the airplane counter, it was closed. "Mother fucker!" She swore as she walked off.

Looking at herself she had a handful of possessions. Her wallet and the clothes she was wearing. Nothing more. In her wallet was... A handful of cash, not too much, and her Id. "What now..." She muttered. Thinking she realized the answer. She had her car reservation pre-paid. And her license was enough to pick it up. So she went to the rental counter and picked up her car.

Going to the car itself she started it up. "Full tank of gas. Usb port, and I've got a charging cable." She muttered. "I can get to the embassy." She put the directions in her phone and looked. It was a 30 hour drive, without any stopping. She groaned. It was gonna be ages for her to get there. Fuuuuck. Sighing she started to drive. However a short while in the jet lag was kicking in. Still in her arrival city she put in directions to a hotel.

Entering she was able to ask for an English assistant. "Ah, how much is one room for the night?"

"That will be sixty dollars."

Savannah looked at her wallet. She had 200 dollars on her. Sixty for a night... Three or four days driving ahead of her? She'd likely need gas too. And food. Starving was bad. "Ah... N-no thanks." She said as she went out.

"Well... I guess I can sleep in my car." She muttered. "Its not too bad. I can stop for a meal somewhere. Its a bit early... Guess I can like wait on the outside of the city or something."

As was tradition in south america, dinner was served late, and while it was about 6 and places were still serving lunch, Savannah saw no reason to go for an extra meal. The plane food, while not great, was enough at least.

Finding a spot to park her car near a restaurant that was rated for being cheap (and English capable) and sat down in her car for a rest.

A few hours she awoke and felt terribly sticky. Her car had been in the sun and she had heated the hell up and melted. "F-fuck..." She said as she cracked open a window. Looking at the clock it was late, and the sun was now down, sighing she put her phone, keys and wallet in her pocket, and slipped it into her pocket. "I feel so gross." She muttered. Still she got up and went to the restaurant for dinner. It was about the right time, and while she was a bit early, they still took her. She got herself something cheap and just ate all of it, finding herself starving. She ended up eating more than planned and had a sizable meal that was about fifteen dollars. More than she liked, but she was hungry so why not.

Finishing up she looked, it was late as hell. And the road wasn't too great. So... Better to wait for a night.

Retiring to the drivers seat of her car she poked the seat. It was sticky and gross from her sweat. "Ew..." She muttered as she looked at the back seat. After a bit she decided to settle down there, putting up the windows. It was hard to sleep she was cold as hell, but she did pass out eventually.

A few hours later she awoke a pain in her gut. "Fuck..." Her bowels were incredibly irate. "The fuck was in the food I ate." She said as she went to the car door. Opening it she was rapidly soaked in water once her head stuck out. In a second she closed the door. "The fuck?" She muttered as she looked out. It was pouring outside. She realized she could hear the rain on the roof of her car. Taking a moment she grunted as she let out a wet fart. "D-dammit... Stupid..." She let out, her bowels pained. "F-fuck d-dammit." She let out grunting.

Savannah tried to go back to sleep, trying to wait for the rain to end. As he lay on her side for about fifteen minutes her bowels kept on grunting and grumbling, letting out fart after fart. Something wet left her and she finally gave up, sitting up, as she did so though her stomach protested. "F-fuck!" She said with another wet fart. She moved over to the door and panicked just climbed out, getting soaked in rain as she dropped her shorts and underwear squatting as fast as she could before a very, very wet shit left her ass and splattered onto the ground, spraying up on her ankles. Not that she noticed. Her bowels painfully bloated as she just made a mess of the ground. Finally when she was done, some minutes later she was soaked head to toe. And at the same time, so was her car. The shit was exhausting. And, well, she finally went back up to the car to sleep, soaked, and shivering, but able to sleep finally.

The next morning Savannah woke up, and felt gross as hell. "Ugh..." She muttered. The stench of shit was in the air, and sweat. She felt clammy and gross... And she was hungry. Not starving, but if she was gonna drive and move some food to go is good.

Going to one of a handful of places open she got a few empanada's and some water for travel food and drink as she got to driving shortly after. The rain was still there, but less so. Savannah's car wasn't the best for the rain and mud, being rather low and middling at cross country travels, but it was hers so she'd make do. Getting off she found one last out of the way place to use the toilet, squatting again, and shitting and pissing on the ground before driving off. Her ass felt sticky as she wasn't able to wipe any time she had to go, and her underwear stuck to bits of the sloppy shit on her ass from the previous nights violent diarrhoea.

She had to sit in that for several hours as she drove along. Following her GPS as best she could, even as her signal faded. Eventually though, in the jungle, it died. She had no reception. She was on a muddy dirt road that was reasonably wide, but... Also hard to drive. "C'cmon!" She grunted as she struggled, moving along in the mud slipping and sliding. Eventually she came to a stop. The car stuck in mud. Savannah had to grunt as she jammed the gas, but she only got more stuck then.

Finally after about fifteen minutes from being in one place she got out. As she did her shoes stuck into the mud, about six inches deep. She grumbled, but kept going even as she felt mud sink into her shoes and soak them. "D-damn... Stupid car." She muttered as she got behind to push it for a bit. Not that pushing did much, but she tried it. As she nearly fell three times she sighed and looked at her wheels. Eventually she spotted it. One wheel was stuck in slippery mud. Sighing Savannah started kicking at the mud. Her shoes were long gone, soaked in mud beyond saving. Her kicking did all of jack shit, so she got into it with her hands getting on her hands and knees. She dug out one tire, finding some solid earth and then got back in, looking at her filthy hands. Grumbling she wiped them off on the cars exterior, not caring about the mess there. Getting in her dirty feet got on the pedal as she started the car and managed to, with some effort, get moving. She drove for a few more hours and came to a small town as the sun was starting to go down.

Savannah was hungry and sighed as she managed to get food from a small market place. She wasn't sure what, but it was hot and a lot, and considering her long, long day of work she was tired and hungry.

Settling in for another nights sleep she sighed as she looked at her muddy socks, shoes and ankles. Kicking them off for now her feet still had a bit of brown mud on them. This time she had made sure to use the toilet at one end of town, and then drive a ways away. She was still a bit sticky around her rear, but... Well she didn't have to go so that shouldn't get worse.

Savannah awoke on day three of her trip feeling pretty gross. Her progress was behind, and she hadn't showered in three days, and was starting to smell. First was the earthy mud smell from the day before, then came the smell of shit from an unwiped ass, and finally was the sweat she was getting from the same clothes for three days. She grumbled as she sniffed herself. "God. This sucks." She mumbled. Oddly she also felt horny. She couldn't quite place that, but... She assumed it had a lot to do with the fact that she hadn't masturbated once before her plane flight. And stress had added up into... A burning warmth in her loins.

Taking a moment while still in the car Savannah put her hand to her crotch as she felt the urge to masturbate. A mere touch got her shivering in pleasure. "I shouldn't but..." She muttered as she touched herself again. "I need too." She said quietly as she began to press again. Unzipping her pants she reached into her crotch. She was hot, sticky, and messy. And... She kinda liked that.

Her finger played with her clit, feeling an extra sticky mess down there from several days of no wiping and sweat and general grossness. And... She liked it. She felt gross and this felt oddly good. This revelation was getting her rather excited and heated. She broke out in a sweat, something she liked. "I'm gonna stink so much more!" She said as she came into a moderate orgasm. But that wasn't enough. She wasn't gross enough to be happy, so she kept going. After some effort she panted and managed to reach a second orgasm.

Sweaty and happy she sat up. This felt great... And she smelled and god. "I need to get food." She muttered as she went out.

As she went out she noticed that people looked at her dirty and smelly and gave her looks. And... It turned her on some. Her smell and dirtiness... It excited her some more. She got herself some food for the days drive and, on the way back to the car she noticed a dog shitting in the street. Thinking about it for a moment she walked over to the dog shit and stepped on it. She smeared her shoe in the shit. And... She felt really dirty... And her pussy got hot again. "Horny again." She muttered holding the food in her hands. "Fuck... I am."

Going back to her car she masturbated while eating. Hungry and horny in equal amounts. Crumbs spilled onto the seat, and her lap. Adding more 'texture' to her fingers masturbating. Something that she shouldn't like this much. The smell and stink in the air just getting her high off her own fumes. She loved it. After hitting orgasm three for the day she took a few moments to finish her food and come down from her high before getting out and driving for the next day.

The days drive wasn't very eventful. Savannah didn't use the AC as she melted from heat that day, sweating up a storm. Midday she stopped for gas and a shit. The small gas station was quiet as she filled up. She was gonna go to the stations toilet when done, but a group of people came in. They looked rough and terrifying.

As Savannah went in to get her change for the gas one of the guys 'spilled' some ice cream down her top. She panicked some and decided to turn around, as the gang laughed, one guy slapping her on her ass. She did kinda like that but... It was a bit much. She walked off, forgetting her change and a potential midday meal. Both of which would have been useful things. However she just ran off into her car and drove off, back onto the muddy road.

Forty minutes later she was really regretting this. The ice cream had melted into her top and bosom and was really sticking to her skin. She didn't have much money left, and while the change from filling up wasn't much, she needed every dollar right now. And, most immediate, she needed to shit and piss very badly. Piss the most, having gotten a lot of water to drink along the way. As she drove along she debated pulling to the side, but she saw a car... It was the guys from before. Fuck. She pulled to the side some and slowed down. Letting them get around her, the road was wide enough here. But they didn't go around. She had them on her ass at, if nothing else, a decent following distance, the whole time. But she had to go. Badly.

Eventually after twenty minutes she couldn't hold it in. A bump caused her to jump and drop and she leaked, piss leaving her urethra. "Ah!" She let out. "C-can I not?" She muttered as she began to leak some pee. "Its g-gross and..." She paused. She had stepped in dog shit on purpose before. What was the harm in a little pee? It was her pee after all. With that she began to relax and wet herself some. What was the harm right?

She had to pee a lot, soaking her pants, just completely. And yet she felt turned on. The smell of piss potent in the car as she drove along. Finally, after some time, the guys turned off and Savannah could stop. She opened the door and got out, landing in more mud with a splat. She looked back at her car-seat. It was soaked in her urine... And she liked that. "Fuck... That's kinda really hot." She muttered as she went around to the passenger side of her car. "I... I need to do something right now." She squatted some and dropped her pants, grunting she shit out, shit splatting into the mud and muck around her ankles.

Then, leaning against the car door, her hand went to her loins. God, she was horny she had to masturbate now. Just fucking get this out now. Her hand went to her clit and felt more crust there. And, she was just turned on, painfully turned on. She rubbed herself to an orgasm, falling to her knees in the mud as she came and kept on rubbing until she reached a second even stronger orgasm. "F-fuck..." She let out. After two she was dripping with sweat... And liking it. She took a moment to sniff her armpits. She smelled like hell. "Jeez, three days without a shower and..." She looked down at her underwear. Three days without a wipe, and her previous accident left it, once white, now with a solid brown streak in back, and yellow everywhere but her elastic waistband.

Pulling up her pants she got back into her car and began to drive again. She had a few more hours before the sun set, so she got back to business, even as she sat in her own seat soaked in piss her pants absorbing more of it into its fabric.

Several hours later, again after dark, she arrived at the next town on the way. She had lost her GPS signal a while ago, and had been following the same road for several hours, even before her gas station stop. Arriving she was tired and hungry. She looked at her wallet looking to buy more food... She was short on cash though. Her tank was about 2/3rds full, and she was doing poor time. She had one and some change of a fill up left. And... She couldn't afford to spend much more.

Savannah stomach growled as she walked the town streets. While they weren't too busy the people who saw her gave her disgusted looks. Each look got her a bit excited. Her loins rushing with blood as some inner kinks were exposed. She looked around for food for anything. But, ashamed she couldn't bring herself to beg for food.

Going to one place on the seedier side of town she saw a pile of rotten scraps behind a wall in an alleyway. She watched as a few items were tossed out of a window onto the pile straight from plates. Flies buzzed over the lower pile of rotten food, piled up incredibly high. But... As her stomach growled, Savannah didn't care. She walked up to the pile, wading in with squelches and squishes, her feet sinking into the trash as she climbed up the refuse pile to the top and got plenty of half eaten food. She felt slime on her hands and feet as she got to the top and got large bits of good food, eating some while up there, as someone spilled a plate out of a window onto her head, dropping some sort of sauce and other food onto her... She just took it. She was hungry and ate up the good stuff, while sinking into the pile some.

When she was full she got some more good food and balled it up into her shirt. Food smeared onto her shirt and left stains behind. She didn't mind. She rather liked the smearing and staining, and in fact kept it wrapped up in her dirty shirt as she went back to her car to sleep for the night.

The next morning she awoke a sticky nasty mess. Slops smeared over her and her back seat. She ate food from her harvest last night before getting up. Her bowels protested plenty as flies buzzed around even in the car. She didn't care. She was eating the slop now. She was a pig. And... She liked it more than she had any right too.

Grunting she let out wet sloppy farts before dropping her pants to take a dump. However before she had a chance to get out she shit in the back of her car. She looked down at the turds on the floor and shrugged. It wasn't in her pants, what was the harm. Casually she stepped in them with a squish, before walking to the front and driving.

Savannah drove for a long, long day. When she had to piss she didn't even get out, just wetting herself. She was just a pig now. Why clean up? Stopping for water and food from trash piles in villages when people spotted her they covered their noses and looked away. Savannah didn't mind. What was the harm in smelling some? She was perfectly fine. Staying alive.

Finally, late in the day her car ran out of gas. Deep in the jungle in the dark she realized... She was stuck. Looking at her phone she had no signal. She had no idea where she was. She paused. "Shoulda made it by now." She had a feeling she was lost. Looking at her phone, the embassy was in a city in the mountains... But she had mostly been going down the whole time. Even now she was in the mud in the bottom of the jungle.

Savannah just gave up. She was done. She was just a pig anyways. A smelly nasty pig.

At that thought she got excited. Her fingers wandering to her loins and rubbing there. "I'm a filthy pig. Just a stupid lost filth pig." She moaned as she rubbed her folds and clit. Those words exciting her. She moved faster and faster. As she did her bowels got upset, threatening to shit... She didn't care, wanting just to cum right now. Working her clit harder and harder she felt sticky and slimy and gross and it just excited her. Loving her filth and disgust.

As she drove to her climax she had to shit more. Not caring she didn't move to leave the car. As she panted, breaking out in a sweat, she finally climaxed at the same time she shit her pants. Grunting as she shit and came at the same time she hummed. "This is good... So good." She let out happy as she felt sloppy and disgusting. "I love being this nasty. This is great." She let out humming. "I... I guess this is my life now." She hummed as she slowly passed out, tired as hell, and just done for the day.