In your average home, in a normal neighborhood lives not Ty, the God Emperor of the World is rightfully snoozing away in his palace. No it is not Ty in this simple house, but a young boy of eight Tomas who sleeps in his bed, unaware and uncaring of how he has changed. He knows nothing of how the God Emperor has changed the world, Tomas' history, his mind, his soul, and that's good the child is happy and loved. He is also stirring awake, his mind and body inevitably drawn into wakefulness.
Stretching with a yawn Tomas wakes to the world and almost immediately his young hand reaches towards his manhood, the turgid mass of pleasure meat left hard from a night of perverse dreams. Throwing off his covers his filthy body and soiled bed are reveled, the unmistakable scent of scat, urine, cum and sex following the boy as he rose to his feet. He stopped only a few steps from his bed and without an ounce of shame began masturbating his massive cock. A pillar of flesh just over two feet in length, a bit on the small side but still impressive non the less, its want for pleasure consuming Tomas' mind as he gripped it with both hands.
Tugging up and down at the length it was self hypnotizing as the boy obeyed his heads demands, and focused his mind on his maleness. This concentration was only briefly interrupted when he realized his night-dildo was still up his cute little bubble butt. Taking one of his hands from his dick, he sensually rubbed his way from his they, to his cheek and finally finding his toy nestled between his perfect fuckable bottom. He played with the fake phallus, taking it out only to ram it back in, elating pleasure moans and groans from each thrust but he already knew he wanted something else from his rear and in a single motion he sled the plastic penis from his hole and threw it to his bed.
Like any good poop factory Tomas immediately began to shit right then and there on the floor, adding yet another pile to the collection of excrement that decorates his room. The child moaned even louder as the massive logs of scat left his rectum teasing his prostate as they flew from his butt, he couldn't help but to begin to urinate as well, a golden shower arcing feet into the air. By no means done with his debauchery he deliberately fell onto his newly made dung heap, rolling in it and purposely spreading it across his body. The hand that had been left to attend his dick left briefly to help in his task to spread his feces across his bottom, his arms, his stomach, his adorable little nipples that he couldn't help but to tease before he returned both hands to his cock.
His moaning growing louder and more frequent as he spread his poop onto his penis, continuing to masturbate tugging up and down on his cock. Tomas' pleasure was growing ever greater as his balls began audibly churning cum, he was slowing down only so much to edge himself, drawing out his pleasure. Finally the dame broke and with a single triumphant moan he had hit his climax, gallons of white cum flying across his room, hitting the walls and even the celling where it fell back down onto the eight year old boy. Riding this sexual high for about five minutes Tomas panted in exhaustion for a brief moment before, with a single sigh, recovered and stood up.
"Enjoying your morning I see." a voice rang from Tomas' door. Looking over the boy saw one of his fathers, a slender twinkish man in his mid-twenties, he was fingering the wet cunt that lay between his thighs instead of a cock "Good morning Papa." Tomas responded as he walked towards the man that gave birth to him, and kissed his cunt "I raised such a slutty boy." Tomas' papa stated with pride "Breakfast is almost ready, your Daddy's got donuts and pancakes and bacon and more down stairs." The man said, barely noticing as he pissed all over his young son. "YAAAAY!!!" Tomas proclaimed as he ran down stairs.