The Messing Club

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The following is a story containing filth kinks. And an elaborate backstory to try and justify them. It contains mudplay, unwashed women, wetting, soiling, lesbian mud-wrestling. It’s also a story in my very, very loose bath-plague universe. A universe where a plague has gone through and made it healthy (or useful) to be very dirty. Everyone involved is over the age of 18 at least unless otherwise specified (And if specified nothing of note will be happening to them)

To skip the backstory elements for setup look for the second instance of four consecutive ~ after this.

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The bath plague, emerging roughly in 2030 approximately ended up killing over 10 billion people over the next century, and in the next 20 years alone would claim 5 billion lives directly and completely restructure society. It was a potent plague, but with strange biases and side effects. The first few strains were slow to mutate, but very difficult to cure and prevent. Had a roughly 30% mortality rate among the general populace, but had certain favorites. Among the ratio of male to female deaths men died at a ratio approximately 7:4. This meant (among early waves) women had a chance to get it and survive much more often.

However even those who survived had odd side effects. Later waves of the disease would cut down vastly on the mortality rate, but the side effects never quite went away.

What were those side effects? Well. First came a partial loss of bowel control. While you weren’t wholly incontinent you would struggle more than usual. Control could be gained back, but if it ever made it to 100% it was hard to say, and would take years to do so. In addition women who survived tended to have an increased libido. And oddly, they were turned on by ‘filth’. The list was a bit more specific, but broadly speaking, scat, urine, mud, body odor, all of that was exciting to survivors.

And it turned out, there was something of a reason. If one survived the bath plague you would find yourself with natural immune bodies to basically all filth-based diseases. And it seemed your body was altered to now like filth. Why? Well, for almost a century the single most effective cure/preventative methods was ‘dirty living’. Living a dirty messy life was more effective than a century’s worth of medical research. Thus after a few decades of chaos a new policy began to emerge. “Dirty living” it was encouraged that people make a mess of things. When some early vaccines come out they would recreate the side effects of the disease, rendering people partially incontinent, aroused by filth, and all sorts of things. They were lesser, but they were there.

And yet, you still had a decent chance to die without filthy living. So here, in the 2050’s as society is slowly starting to come back together a new logic is emerging. With women the majority of the population, and survivors happy with enjoying messes society was changing, whether or not people knew it.

To that end a new ‘game’ was developed. Its backer wasn’t clear, but it had support. And a moderate amount of people enjoyed it. It knew its audience, described as ‘the horniest game after the plague’ in some official marketing it was ‘the messing game’. It was designed to mimic the ‘ideal healthy lifestyle’ that was assumed to be best to survive the plague. There were games/meets every two weeks and you were generally recommended not to bathe between games. This mimicked the official guide of going two weeks without a bath, while generally introducing some filth into your life.

The place the messing game took off the most was in colleges. Society changed after the plague and billions of dead and infected people. And by the time of 2060 the messing game was moderately popular. Even small colleges began to form teams and clubs. While it wasn’t competitive, it was popular. And people rather learned to like young post-adolescent women rolling around in muck (and a few guys, although there always was a bias in favor of female competitors.

Late in 2059 our story begins with a medium college known for its agricultural studies. Of course with so many dead by then, the worlds population only just starting to begin its slow bounce back, ‘small’ and ‘medium’ were somewhat relative descriptors. But this few-thousand large college began its little messing club with just five students. It never would become an enormous sport, but stories somewhat like this would emerge across the world.

Although admittedly, this one would be nastier than most.

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Five girls waited near the main student hall. Farmingdale university was built on an older university that, before the plague, was much much larger. Having said that even before the plague, right before christmas the campus would have been empty anyways.

The five girls waited around as a young female staff member arrived. “Yo.” The staff member was a young brunette. One of the students waved, clearly happy to see someone they knew. “I assume you are the five for the messing league?” She asked as she pulled out her phone. “So a quick check since shits about to get formal.” eryaman otele gelen escort She grunted out a wet fart into her jeans, but didn’t seem to be too bothered by it, or the smell that came after it. “Kayra.”

One long haired redhead dressed in sweatpants and a white shirt nodded. “Yo.”

“Alexa.”

A tall, muscular, dark skinned brunette nodded. “Here.”

“Chanice?”

A fairly tall blonde Scandinavian girl spoke up with a modest accent. “Ya!”

“Danielle?”

One girl with a wet spot on her jeans and brown hair nodded. “Yep.”

“And last would be Sharon I hope.”

The last brunette nodded.

“Alright. Awesome. So you all signed up for the messing… We’ll call it team for now, but its more a club with some sponsor money at the moment. I’m professor Jane Han, but feel free to call me Jane. I see you there by the way Alexa.”

Alexa laughed. “Hi teach.” She said. “Didn’t know you were gonna be the team staff member.”

“Well… I only graduated two years ago. And my college had this team too. And I was a member on it. I wasn’t great at it, but I did it for three years. So I know how it works, more or less. And besides I had the plague, so its not like I mind the stink.” She chuckled her face a bit red. “Anyways, as you all *should* know we’re gonna start a proper messing club team in the spring semester. But, seems you five have nowhere to go for the winter. So we’re gonna start our training over winter break. We’ll start after Christmas with some basic stuff, but since its quiet we can move into the special team housing they’re gonna open up. Since, well, I assume you all know we’re probably gonna be a mess. So, lets try and be a little considerate of the other people here.”

Alexa raised an eyebrow. “I mean with the whole new ‘one every two week’ bathing thing, how nasty can we get?” Alexa herself was a bit dirty, clothes with a few stains, indeed most of the girls had a bit of grime on them, although not tons, aside from Jane and Danielle who were a bit extra grimy, especially around the groins of their pants.

“Very, very nasty. I’m arranging for us to practice in a few of the organic waste dumpsters. And ideally we’ll get some of the manure pits to work in about once a week.”

Alexa blinked. “Oh. Oh my.”

“Well, that’s not till after Christmas, and probably next year. So lets go to the home, and we’ll start moving you girls in from your dorms.” Jane waved them along as they walked outside.

A while after the first big die off in the 2030’s global warming hit its peak. And even here up ‘north’ in the northeast US it was fairly warm in the winter most of the time. Thus the girls weren’t too surprised as it rained on them some and they walked in light jackets, or, for a few, no jackets.

It was a bit of a walk to the home the girls had. They passed the animal fields for those parts of agricultural studies. And on the other side a few gardens were overgrown, having been left alone after the finals for the year. The road was paved, but the sides were a muddy mess. Jane chuckled. “Ladies, if you’re serious about the messing stuff I’d recommend walking through mud puddles whenever you get a chance.” She said as she walked into the mud with a squish.

First in line after her was Danielle, then Chanice. A minute passed before a car drove by, Sharon choosing to step in at this time. Alexa and Kayra were in the muck last, and roughly at the same time.

Walking through the mud for almost twenty minutes the girls came across some old housing. These used to be a mix of Fraternity and Sorority housing. However after some large die-offs in early plague years Fraternities and Sororities changed radically. They existed, but housing for them was much more put into the college system. However this left a bunch of houses empty. And well, as time passed sports and clubs began to take them over.

They eventually came to a house with a clear plastic outer-door on the front door. “So.” Jane said as she stepped out of the mud, her sneakers soaked in brown earth. “Your campus pass-cards will get you access to each exterior door at all hours of the day.” She said as she pulled out her wallet and put it to a sensor by the door. “Just test it to make sure its up to date, but I’ll let you in, and keep shit unlocked during the day for now. We can open it from the inside though, so if shit goes south call someone, we’ll make sure to exchange phone numbers at some point.”

Each girl went in, their shoes dirty as they made dirty steps inside. The house was fairly large. The entrance area was a bit of a ‘mudroom’ with room to hang jackets and set up shoes, and not much else. However through straight back and to the right were the main kitchen and living space on the first floor.

“Alright girls, I’m gonna explain things. I have the first two rooms to the right as the house-mother. Then there’s three more rooms around the hallway. You’ll be sleeping two to a room on the first floor for now. We have a second floor, but its not quite set up right, and supposedly in spring we’ll sincan escort pick up members. Having said that you can pick how to pair up. While we’re on break, and there’s no class quiet time is 11pm Sunday through thursday. Friday and saturday you girls can make a fuss up through 3 am. And… While you can’t live upstairs, you can party there.” She said. “Anyways, to help everyone pick a possible roommate why not do a quick little meet’n greet. We’ll do name, nickname, your class level, why you wanna do messing game stuff, and any other weird facts you wanna drop. I’ll start. I’m Jane, second year part-time professor. I don’t have tenure yet, so be nice.” She chuckled. “I’m doing this cause I used to do it in college, and since my single winter course is online I’ll be able to manage the sport easily enough along with the class. I had the bath plague proper and survived so don’t be surprised if I’ve shit my panties or something. And I do quite like a dirty smell.”

The girls nodded, when the plague came up ones libido and how dirty they could be tended to come up as well. So the teacher mentioning that was considered alright given the context.

“Since you brought up bath, lemme go next.” Danielle spoke up as her stomach gurgled and she let out a very dirty wet fart. “Danielle. I’m a sophomore. Dani or Danielle is fine. I also had the bath plague proper a few years ago. So I also will probably ruin more than one pair of shorts and underwear, and I hope my potential roommate won’t mind a bit. But yeah, I did some public events last year when a nearby college had it and…” She sighed. “Ahh, it was fun~”

Next came the Scandinavian girl, “Chanice, my mother is from Denmark, dad was born here, but has Denmark family. I’m a sophomore as well. I did something like this in highschool. And being messy can be kinda fun. I didn’t get the bath plague, but I have been vaccinated, and my family was fairly ok with ‘living dirty’ so I don’t mind a fair bit of smell. And I may mess myself, although I think that’ll happen more when we start practice.”

“We won’t do much till after Christmas, so enjoy the rest of the month, and… Well the year too, I think we’ll be quite chill until January.” Jane quipped.

Kayra went up third. “I’m Kayra. I’m… A transfer. So sorta freshman, sorta sophomore. Its confusing. Uh, but yeah. Kayra, or Kay works. I did more mud wrestling than you might imagine. And tough mudder events. I grew up on a farm near here so its not like I haven’t been exposed to some dirty stuff.”

Alexa was after that. “Alexa, lex, whatever, I’ve heard most of them. I’m down with a lot of nicknames. I’m a senior. Honestly? Our schools actual sports teams arent’ great, and I figured for my last semester I might as well just go whole hog with the weirdest sport I could find. I’m doing farm science so I’ve mucked horse stables a few times, and I actually was approached cause I managed the manure storage for a semester. I figured ‘fuck it sounds fun’ and decided to join up, gives me a free semesters housing too. A plus.” She chuckled.

Last came Sharon. “Sharon. I’m a Freshman. Sounds like the youngest here. My parents died of the bath plague, but I don’t think I had it. That or I never had a more dangerous strain. Um… I figured having free housing would be nice, and… Well I watched some of the sports on TV and would give it a try. I might not make it far, but I’ll try.”

Alexa gave Sharon a pat on the shoulder. “Do your best, we’ll see if we can’t help ya.”

“End up in my room and you’ll learn to tolerate a good stink.” Danielle quipped as she could be heard wetting herself.

“Alright… I know its not a ton, but lets get you all moved in. I actually need to move in a bit too, so it’ll be a bit chaotic, but all our passes work. I’ll have physical keys as well as this is more housing than a dorm so you’ll have options for both.” Jane said.

“I gotta use the bathroom first. Where is it?”

“There’s one in the corner by my room, one in the far corner. Upstairs there’s two more, but they don’t work.” Jane said. “And yeah, its only two working bathrooms, although they’ve each got two stalls and twin showers. So hope ya don’t mind sharing with other girls. And maybe a guy or two? I’ll let ya know. Partly why I want you girls all on the first floor for now. Also partly cause the university told me that was the rules.” She shrugged.

Before the girls split up Sharon approached Danielle. “Daneille?” She asked.

“Hmm?”

“Do you wanna be roommates?” She asked.

“Sure. No issue from me. Its just… I will stink, a lot. And I don’t wash more than once every two weeks, on a good run. You mentioned it might be a bit much.”

“Well… I figured I should try it. I might have had the plague. Or not? Its hard to say.” She said. “But if I’m gonna do stuff like the manure dive, and the garbage race I should handle a girl who craps her pants a bit.” She chuckled slightly awkwardly.

“Alright. If you’re down… I’m roomin with Sharon!” Danielle said.

“Sounds fine to me. You girls know you can move gölbaşı otele gelen escort as you see fit. This isn’t assigned housing, aside from, well, being stuck in this house.” Jane said as she put something into her phone.

While the other girls had left Danielle and Sharon chatted a bit, chatting with Jane some. Sharon and Danielle had shared classes so they knew each other a bit. While Jane was just chatting over a shared Bath plague experience. However after a bit Kayra came around the corner. “Uh… None of the toilets have water in them. I haven’t shit in one yet, but… Are they workin?”

Jane sighed. “Lemme go look. Maybe they forgot to turn on the water to them. Should just be a twist of a knob.” She sighed as she walked to the bathroom, Kayra following her. Mildly curious Sharon and Danielle followed them too.

Jane got under. “So girls, if you have no water in your toilet, check down for this first.” She pointed to a knob in the side. “Hmm… Maybe this one is just sideway.” She turned it one way. then another. Then another. “Shit…” She went to the other toilet and did the same.

While Jane did that Danielle turned a sink. There was no sound as she did so.

Sharon then went to one of the showers after Danielle hit her second sink. She walked in and decided to turn it. Again, nothing, not even noise. “Jane… There’s no water.”

Jane got up and walked out grumbling. “I swear to god. I will strangle maintenance.” She huffed as a wet spot formed on her crotch. She left for a bit to go to the kitchen. The girls followed curious.

Jane turned the handles in the sink. “Ass.” She grumbled as the smell of urine hit the air. “I’m gonna be on the phone with maintenance. You girls work on moving in. Uh… Well, Kayra… Um there’s toilets in the student center. Those should work for now.”

“I mean… You’ve pissed yourself.”

Jane looked down. “Oh.” She said bluntly. “Oops.”

“If I do make a mess, its not the end of the world.”

“Of course not. There’s no rules against making messes. Especially with our team. Think of it as filthy living like the government wants of you all.” She chuckled. “Or something. Either way I’ll make some calls you girls move in for now.”

With that the girls went to their dorms. As is tradition second move-in is easier than first, but also more chaotic. A few girls managed to get together and get some furniture from students who were tossing their old stuff. This year there was more than usual because the university was going to re-do their dorms entirely over the winter. They had opened up one small dorm for students, and another was just about ready, but a lot of students were living off-campus, or, naturally, home for Christmas.

It was late in the afternoon when they had finished. Jane sighed as she made a very angry sound at her phone. The situation had been explained to the girls through the day and Jane looked quite defeated at the moment, answering a second question easily enough. “Well… Turns out maintenance can’t do shit.” She sighed. “Lazy fuckin bastards. We’re without water until at least after Christmas. I checked and all we have are some hoses out front and out back. So uh…” Her voice trailed off.

“Well that’s perfect~” Chanice hummed. “We’re in the messing club anyways. And trust me, there’s no toilets at the events. And if you make it to the big summer finish, well, you have one pair of clothes and you sleep with your team in a single showerless camp for a week. So we can handle a little mess and stink.”

“Yeah, I don’t see some harm. If we’re really dirty we’ll just get some warm towels and hose off. And if not? Eh. We’ll make do somehow. I have friends who are wintering on campus. We can make excuses if we really need to shower or something.” Alexa chimed in. “And if you don’t wanna ruin your pants, shit out back. We have a big yard.” They had quite the yard. It backed up to a swampy forest at the edge of some sorta state park. There was a fence there, but there was also a gate. And on the sides that weren’t up against the forest were a line of pine trees. Not to mention none of the other old houses nearby were occupied at all. One of them looked like it was going to be torn down.

“Alright. I need to step out.” Kayra said holding her gut. “I can live without a shower for a few weeks, but… I’m not shitting my pants today.” She ran out back and walked around from a little green-house that was attached to the house and relieved herself. When she came in she spoke up. “So its kinda cold today, but I can manage. Having said that that greenhouse area would be good to like store towels in for the winter. Get a space heater and we can have warm towels ready for our hosings.” She said as she pulled on her ass some.

Jane chuckled. “You girls are quite resourceful. Well then, if its fine with you its fine by me. I now lift what… I’m pretty sure non-existent rules were in place on the status of being clean in this house. At least until they turn on the water inside. I may hose you down for some of your training, but that’ll be it. Otherwise you girls are free to make a mess as nasty as you like. I’ll leave the rooms up to each of you. But the living quarters, hallways? All of that is free room.” She sighed. “Easier for me anyways.” She said as she rubbed her ass, an audible squish coming from the dirty bulge at the seat of her jeans.

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