From the most intimate of points of view, I attempt herewith an exploration and an explanation of the psychology beneath, the motivation for, the seemingly maniacal obsession in some to be used as human-toilets, and the equally compulsive need in others to use those either wholly or partially willing to be human-toilets. This attempt is serious. I am one of those who find blissful, transcendental rapture in drinking the urine and eating the faeces of anyone who will lavish them upon me. To drink and to eat directly from the sources themselves is best, of course, but just the smell and sight of pee and shit excite me. I am drawn to them. I feel the wanton desire to savour them, and then to take them into my body, that they may cleanse me by rendering me unclean, by rendering me filthy. As I am a human-toilet, I will begin there.
Why do many men – and women – desire to be used as human-toilets; to let other people urinate and defecate on them, to drink the pee and to eat the shit of others? Why, indeed! Anyone not sympathetic with such behaviour would regard it with abhorrence – as society’s revulsion of such would dictate. It really is execrable even to contemplate one person peeing and shitting on another person, the submission to filth, for the sake of filth, for the perverse love of filth. It is an extremity of human behaviour; and it is that very extreme, so vastly beyond the bounds of conventional human behaviour, that makes it compelling, alluring, attractive to some.
It is important to distinguish between fantasy and reality. Few are courageous enough to pursue their fantasies, and to make them real. Many would like to have sex with dogs and horses, but most certainly only do so vicariously, through the perversely extreme actions of a few. Gangbangs, bukakke, gloryholes, public sex, even homosexual sex remain taboo for many, who are exposed to such only through porn. Though not any more extreme, really, but to some more filthy, there are those fantasies of being used as a toilets, as toilet slaves. May this even be considered sexual?What is sexual about wanting someone to pee in your mouth, and shit in your mouth, having someone pee in your mouth, and shit in your mouth? To most, the fantasy is all that is dared, and the sexuality lies in the fantasy. The reality remains elusive precisely because all allure for most ends at the threshold of that reality. Those few who step over that threshold know how sublime it is.
I am one of the few. I have no restraints whatsoever. All of the above and more are common practices for me. Regarding being used as a human-toilet, as I address this specifically here, it is not only the submission to the peeing and shitting that I love, lying beneath someone while he or she pees in my mouth and shits in my mouth; it is the essential consumption of that urine and that faeces. More than anything else, drinking the pee and eating the shit of others, often strangers, is the most exquisitely sexual act in which I can engage. Sexual, because sex to me should be filthy; the more filthy, the better. I love eating the shit of poz tops, and then have them pee in my mouth, fuck me, and cum deep in my cunt.
The mind is an incredibly powerful mechanism. The human brain has two hemispheres – the hemisphere of the imagination and the hemisphere which tests and logs reality – connected by the corpus callosum. In the East, use of the imaginative side is encouraged; in the West, it is not. By the time we reach adulthood, the imagination, unused, is significantly repressed, leaving only the reality-testing side of the brain in common use.
So it is that any form of abnormal behaviour is the last bastion against a total deficiency of imagination. The ultimate in abnormal behaviour is that of being a human-toilet. Although the real mind rejects such activities as abhorrent and repulsive, the imagination finds them attractive in that they are contrary, deviant, aberrant to the norm. The reckless dauntlessness of the teen years, trying anything and everything, just for the experience, prevails over reason, good sense, and all societal norms. It is alright for boys to suck cock, to get fucked by other boys, by men. It is alright for girls to eat pussy, to fuck other girls. Grown men may suck and fuck each other, too, of course, but why not go even further, why not suck strange cock and anonymous gloryhole cock? Why not accept all cock and all cum, both neg and poz? Why not proclaim to the world that you are different by sucking cock and getting fucked in public? Why not lick and tongue the yummy shitty buttholes of others, why not eat their shit, why not drink their pee? Why not…? Precisely. Caution is for cowards. Go for it – be the faggot, the lesbian, and human-toilet, toilet slave, you really want to be. Why not end the fantasy, and begin the reality. Nothing begins ’til you get there. Surrender to the extreme. Surrender to the filth.
In allowing someone else to urinate and to defecate on one, to pee and to shit in one’s mouth, to drink the pee and to eat the shit of another, we are giving yield entirely to that person. This is the ultimate act of submission – a relinquishing of one’s very being to that person for him or her to use as he or she most perversely desires. Your surrender empowers and excites them. Coercion is not necessary, humiliation is not possible. By willingly submitting to such filth, you transcend any demeaning, any befouling, by it. You become the toilet you wish to be, and no one curses his or her toilet. In fulfilling your destiny, there is no disgrace. Surely, those who not indulge in this way, either as the dominant one or the submissive, will have contempt for you, especially. That contempt, however, is not felt by you. It cannot penetrate your bliss. The ecstasy, the euphoria, the rapture of having another use you as a toilet surpasses any deprecation you might receive.
What prompts a person to use another person as a human-toilet – to pee and to shit in his or her mouth? Is it sadism? No, it is not. It is often simply the extreme accommodation. Those you like to drink pee and eat shit encourage others to give them what they want most. To many, cum is enough. To the more ardent, poz cum is accepted and preferred. To the most ardent, nothing will do as well as pee and, especially, shit. The one who pees and shits, then, is merely granting the wish of the recipient of their gifts. Faggots, bottoms, sluts, whores, have not an alpha bone in their bodies. They feel that they were born to serve. This is usually not an abusive relationship, but one of mutual consent, one of mutual fulfilment and satisfaction. Again, for the uninitiated, it may appear that the dom is dehumanising the sub. In reality, nothing could be further from the truth.
To a dominant person, using another person as a toilet is a natural exercise of his or her control. The rôle of the sub is natural as well. The dom becomes the master; the sub, the thrall. Ownership is also suggested. For the sub, a vast surrender is his or her only strength. For the dom, supremacy is expected and exhibited. Again, no abuse is felt by the sub, because none is needed. In fact, it is the sub who grants the dom the license to use him or her as a toilet, and for this use the sub is rewarded with pee and with shit. What could be better? It is the perfect symbiotic relationship – co-operative, interactive, interdependent.
Those of us evolved enough, enlightened enough, privileged enough to drink pee and to eat shit are especially endowed by Destiny with the depth and breadth of spirit, the capacity of imagination, the thirst and hunger for life’s unrestrained fullness, to grant us the appetite for that which some deem unclean and repulsive, but which we uphold as filth, to be sure, but filth that for us is sustenance, indulgence, bliss. I have always loved pee and shit. To me, they are foods, not unlike any other foods – nourishing and nurturing. Everything about pee and shit makes me happy. The smell of it makes my mouth water, makes my little sissyclit hard. Nothing else gets me hard. I suck cock and get fucked all day every day, and only when I am licking and tonguing yummy shitty buttholes and eating shit do I get fully sexually aroused. I never use my toilet at home. I never use toilet paper. Instead, I pee and shit all over my apartment, often on my dining room table, or on the plate on or next to my other food, or on my desk next to my computer, or on my bed pillow. During the night, I just shit in my bed under the covers. I shit there every night; so the shit builds up, that which I do not eat right then and there. I love getting into my bed every night in anticipation of lying in shit. I like to shit while I am driving, too, or just walking around doing other things. I reach inside my panties, finger some shit out, and eat it. I like to smear shit all over me, but that takes more time to fully enjoy than I usually have; so I just eat the shit straight from my fagcunt. I love shitting in my bath water, too. If possible, shit would be an even more important part of my life than it is now. I would be constantly in its presence, under its influence, overwhelmed with the incomparable bliss of shit surrender. My fascination, infatuation, obsession, and worship of shit are both the mystery of who I am and a large part of my identity. My relationship with shit is one of true love; and every moment I am smelling, tasting, feeling, eating shit, is a moment, a place, where truth and magic collide. A lifelong faggot, I welcome the shit of all the men who fuck me.
