All my life has been devoted to pleasing men. Every day, all day, when I am not at work, even when I am at work, I am either preparing to suck cock and get fucked, or actively sucking cock and getting fucked. I live for men, for sex with men. I worship cock. I would gladly live on cum and pee alone. Shit really does make me happy, too, and I would hate to live without it. I know that shit is a dirty word to many, but not to me. Many days, besides tea, all I eat and drink is cum and shit and pee. I always eat my own shit. If I can also eat a lot of other men’s shit, I don’t need anything else. One of the major reasons I eat a lot of grass-fed meat and organic vegetables, fruits and nuts is to make more shit. I love the process. I love the very idea that I eat all my own shit.

One time in Minneapolis, I voluntarily surrendered to a ‘kidnapping’. I was held ‘captive’ for a month, thirty days. I was kept in the basement of a nice home somewhere in the suburbs, with a linoleum floor, a bed, a desk, a chair, a lamp, and a bathroom off to the side. Other than cum, pee, and shit, I was not fed anything. I was not mistreated. I was treated like the filthy cum pig toilet mouth I wanted to be. Many men came to me all through the day and night to pee and cum and shit. They came in groups and they came alone. They fucked me, and came inside my ass. I sucked them, and they came inside my mouth. They peed in my mouth, and all over me. They came all over me, too. Some of them shit on the floor, or the bed, or the chair or desk, and made me eat their shit. They didn’t really make me; I gladly ate it. Some of them just knelt over my face and I ate their shit as it was coming out. I kept the linoleum floor clean by licking up all the cum and pee and shit that hadn’t made it into my mouth. Some of the men wanted me to rub their shit all over my face and body. I did what they said. More and more men came. Some of them came often. Some of them came only once. Every day, they brought me a big water cooler sized jug of pee to bathe with in the bathroom. There was no tub. The water had been somehow turned off to the sink, but I filled it with pee and bathed myself. Every few days, the room would fill to bursting with men, and they would all cum and pee in me and on me. There was a big punch bowl with a tube coming from the bottom of it. Many of the men would cum into the bowl, and after a long session of sucking and fucking, I would drink all the cum from the bowl through the tube. No one was especially brutal. They were just giving me what I really wanted. I wanted all that cum and pee and shit. I wanted my insides and my outsides to be filled with, covered with, smeared with, saturated with cum and pee and shit. A lot of men also spit in my mouth, and on me. They called me names. All of their names were true. I wanted more and more of what they could give me. I wanted the billions of seeds, the gallons of sperm, of countless unknown men inside me. I wanted to swallow their cum and their pee by the gallons, too. I loved their shit. I loved holding all those big turds of shit and eating them bite by bite. I savoured them. With my tongue, I spread the shit all through my mouth. I chewed on it with my teeth. I squished it though my teeth. With mouthfulls of cum and pee, I swallowed it, really feeling deep down in my soul that I was doing the right thing, that all that shit and pee and cum would somehow purify me. As my stomach filled up each day with cum and pee and shit, I truly felt grateful that that was all that I had to eat. I did not want anything else. I did not need anything else. I was grateful for the nourishment. I was grateful that that nourishment had come from the bodies of so many men I did not know. I did not remember their faces. I still cannot see their faces in my mind. I did not have to remember them. I would never accuse anyone of anything. They were all blessed angels. They were there to give freely of themselves. All I wanted was their gifts of cum and pee and shit. To this day, though I love good food, I still think that I would prefer just going back to cum and pee and shit. To be truthful, I am so happy when a man asks me to lick clean his shitty asshole, or to eat his shit. I never refuse if I am asked. I often ask for it, too. I often put my fingers in my ass to feel my shit. I have to get them way up in there. I can feel the head of the turd, how solid it is, what the texture of its surface is. I always suck on my fingers afterwards to get the little bit of shit off. There never is very much, just a little. It smells really good. I always shit standing up, catching the shit in my hand as it comes out. I like to do this somewhere in my apartment other than in my bathroom. I often do it in my kitchen. I like the idea of shitting in the room in which I prepare food and eat. Shit is a food to me. It deserves a place next to my other foods. Sometimes I shit directly onto the diningroom table next to my plate, and sometimes I shit right on the plate next to my other food. I like to shit on the table. I always shit in the morning at least. I eat several times during the day so that I will also shit at other times throughout the day, and I am also eating cum and drinking pee all day. For breakfast, I will eat a pork chop or something like that with a slice of buttered bread. I always have shit on the side, either on the table, or on the plate. Sometimes I eat the shit with my meat and bread, like sausage or chutney, and sometimes I eat the shit last. I like to look at the shit on the table, or the plate. I like to smell it while I eat. I like eating shit on its own, but I also like adding its flavour to other things, too. As a snack or dessert, shit is really good with bananas and cookies and things like that. If I am not eating anything else, and I shit into my hand in the kitchen or somewhere else in my apartment, I then usually stand in front of one of my mirrors and I eat it. I like to watch myself eat my shit. It makes me so happy. It always tastes good. It is strong, but I like strong flavours. It does not stink. It just smells like shit. It tastes like the cum and pee and shit that I eat combined with all the other equally healthy stuff I eat. It is all healthy. Cum and pee and shit from men is all healthy for me. I do not pay any attention to what some claim to be the dangers of eating shit. To me, shit is more clean and wholesome than much of what other people eat. My asshole is so loose and big from being fucked all the time that it will not hold my shit. Every morning, especially, my shit just comes out on its own. When it is time to shit, I know it at once. I cannot hold it. My turds are firm and big. My ass is filled with cum. The shit comes out without soiling my asshole. I eat my shit every day, whenever I shit. It is best when I am home, so that I can savour it, but if I shit when I am out, wherever I am, I always eat it, too. I never use my toilet, and I encourage my visitors not to use it, too. When I am home, I eat all my shit, and drink all my pee. Wherever I am, I never wipe, either. I hate toilet paper. My shit is pretty clean. I also like cleaning my asshole with my fingers and then licking and sucking them. If my underwear gets a little shit on it, that is great. I like everything about shit. I even like how it makes my breath smell. I like the feel of a tummy full of shit. It really is nice to know that I have just eaten a lot of shit, and that it is in my stomach. Much of every day, I am with other men, sucking their cocks, and having them fuck me. It is rare that I have to shit while I am with another man, during the day, but sometimes it happens. I try to take care of that between men. I shit, eat it, and carry on. As I cannot hold it in, though, if I am with a man, I just excuse myself a moment, shit into my hand, eat it, and then get back to sucking his cock or having him fuck me. Because my ass always has so much cum in it, my shit really doesn’t soil either my ass or my hand. A lot of guys do not understand this, though; so I usually run into another room. I refuse to shit in my bathroom. I will not flush my precious shit down the toilet. If I don’t have time to eat my shit just then, I shit somewhere in my apartment where I can leave it and get it later. If I am with a man, I will shit in the kitchen, and put it in the cabinet. I usually just shit in my hand, and then put the shit wherever I want it. I like the idea of having my shit in places that most people would not have it. I always lick my fingers after I handle my shit. If I am alone, and I don not have time to eat my shit right then, I like to shit on my desk, or my bed, or my couch or chair, and then leave it for when I come home. It makes my apartment smell really good. It is welcoming. I think fondly of it all day when I am not at home. I do not usually do this if I know that I will be bringing someone home, which is often, but sometimes I do. If it is not convenient to eat the shit when I come home, I pick it up and move it into a kitchen cabinet, or put it in my desk drawer, or somewhere else where it will give me a pleasant surprise. I can eat it later. When I am alone, after a long day of sucking cock, licking ass, and getting fucked, and a long evening and night at that bathhouses, I like to come home, get comfortable, put on some gay porn, and casually eat the shit that has been waiting for me. I usually warm it just a few seconds in the microwave.

Shitting all over my kitchen and diningroom, and eating shit in there is especially nice, but I also love to shit in other places in my apartment. In my kitchen, I like to shit on my countertops, my cutting board, and my stove. I put shit in my cabinets, and in my microwave. I often shit right on my diningroon table. In my bedroom, I like to shit on my bed, right next to my pillow. I never put another cloth down or anything, I just shit right on the sheet. I am not worried about staining the sheet. I love to go to bed knowing that there is shit there waiting for me, or that there has been shit there. I like to shit while I am actually lying down in bed, too. I shit into my hand, and then bring the shit up and place it next to my pillow. I really love to eat shit right before falling off to sleep. Eating shit as I lie in the dark on my bed is blissful. My ass is always full of cum, and I am adding shit to a tummy already full of cum and pee. I also love the feeling and the taste of having shit in my mouth all night. Whenever I have to pee during the night, I always pee into a glass in the kitchen. I drink all my pee, except what I save to douche with. Washing out my shit-filled mouth with pee during the night prepares me for Kevin and the others in the morning. Another place I love to shit is on my desk next to my computer. I love eating shit and drinking pee while I am writing at my computer. I am doing that now. I also like to shit on my couch. A lot of men sit on my couch while I suck them, and a lot of men fuck me there. It is nice to know that I shit there, too, that sometimes there are piles of shit right where I am making love to my men. I love to shit wherever I am standing, anywhere in my apartment. It would be nice just to shit on my carpet or on my floor, but I eat all my shit, and I would rather not pick it up off the floor. I like shit to be everywhere I am most often in my apartment. It really does make me happy to be in a room where there is shit piled up, just waiting to be lovingly consumed.

Though I am always open to it, I seldom get to enjoy the shit of my men. That is okay. I get enough cum and pee. I do have several regulars, though, who are all too willing to fulfil this hunger of mine. One guy lives in Renton and works for Boeing. I get with him once a week at either his place or mine. Of course, it is about cum and pee, too, but it is greatly about shit. He is a big man, very big. His dick is big, his balls are big, his ass is big, and he shits a really big load. We e-mail and talk quite often, and I always remind him to eat and drink a lot for 24 hours before we meet. I like him to eat lots and lots of meat, and not so much grain. He likes to drink lots of soda and beer. He saves his pee and shit for me. He is almost bursting when I arrive, or when he gets here. I like to suck his cock and have him cum in my mouth before we get to the other stuff. Sometimes he fucks me, too, and cums in my ass before we get down to our other business. When he is ready to shit, I just let to it wherever he wants. He likes to shit on his hardwood floor in front of his TV. He then pees in my mouth. After I lick clean his ass, I sit down on the floor next to his pile of shit, and begin eating it. Most of it is in turds that I can easily pick up. Some of it is softer, so I finger it into my mouth or lick it up. His piles are always huge, at least five or six really big turds. Some of his turds are six or more inches long and really thick. He likes to watch gay porn while I eat his shit in front of him. I like to watch the porn, too. Eating all that shit takes me a while. I like to eat it slowly. I like to chew on it, to feel it in my mouth, to play with it in my mouth with my tongue. I like it under my tongue, and between my teeth and the inside of my lips. I like it all over my tongue; so that I can taste all its nuances. Sometimes I like to take really big bites. I want my mouth filled with shit. Swallowing the shit is blissful. With every swallow, I commit to my love of shit. All that shit is going down to my stomach, it is inside of me, the shit of another man is inside of me. It is great when I eat my own shit, and I always eat all of it, but eating another man’s shit just feels so special. By the time I finish with all Pete’s shit, and I have licked the floor clean, he is ready to pee in my mouth again. After he has peed, I gratefully suck his cock again. The porn is still on. He has watched me eat all of his shit. He has emptied his bladder into my mouth. Now he is ready to fuck me again. His big dick feels so good deep inside me. He cums big, too. I feel full. I love that feeling.

Sometimes I am lucky when I am with Pete, and I have to shit, too. While I am eating someone else’s shit, my whole body relaxes. I surrender totally to the act of eating shit. I revel in it. My asshole is already relaxed from all the fucking I get. I could not close my asshole if I wanted to. It is permanently loose and open. I love it that way. If there is any shit inside me ready to come out, it just comes out. I never try to stop it. I just let it come. Sucking cock, and knowing that I am going to get fucked really soon also relaxes me. If I have to shit, I can usually do it fairly predictably right before I start sucking. Sometimes I have to excuse myself right in the middle of things, but not often. I just go to the next room, shit in my hand or on the table or somewhere else, clean my ass with my spit moistened fingers, and then get back to my sucking. That shit will wait for me to eat. As I see Pete at least once a week, I try to prepare myself to shit when I am with him. I like to shit right when I sitting on the floor eating his shit. I just raise my ass up a little and shit right on the floor. With my hand, I move my shit out from under me, over towards his much bigger pile of shit. My own shit is so familiar to me, it’s comforting, soothing. Eating the shit of other men is also warm and friendly, also exciting, but my own shit brings me home. Sometimes I mix my shit with Pete’s, but most of the time I eat them separately. It then becomes a two-course meal. Pete certainly shits enough to satisfy me, but it is really nice when I can contribute to the pile of shit in front of me. Pete does not eat shit, or drink pee, or eat cum. That is all right. That leaves more for me. I feel sorry for him, kind of. I know that I am different. I am not ashamed of being exactly who I am.

If Pete comes to my place, then things are about the same. I let him shit wherever he wants. I really do not care. It is usually in my livingroom, right on the carpet, but he has also shit on my couch, and on my bed. I do not have a TV, but I do have a DVD player and a monitor for watching gay porn. A lot of guys like to watch porn while I suck them, or lick them, or they fuck me. I also really enjoy watching men suck and fuck each other. It is much, much better in real life, like it is at the bathhouses and other places I go, but porn on the video screen is still appreciated. At the bathhouses, there is gay porn in every room. When men are at my place, I, of course, prefer it if they cum inside my mouth or my ass, and pee in my mouth, but if I am lucky enough to get shit from them, I do not really care how I get it. Some men love to shit directly into my mouth. That is not possible really with Pete. He shits a lot, and he likes to watch me eat his shit. Though I do not really prefer it, because it is somewhat of a waste, some men cum and pee wherever they please. I like the surprises, though. I like it when I discover cum on my walls, or on my carpet, or couch, or kitchen floor, or bed. Sometimes I have a lot of guys waiting to get sucked, and to fuck me. I like to keep my bathroom closed so nobody uses it. I want all the pee I can get. I want all the shit I can get. Needless to say, I also want all the cum I can get. There is no reason for any man to use my bathroom. If he cannot wait for me, I would much rather have him pee on my floor, or shit on my floor. It is kind of nice when somebody does. Shit is easy. Wherever I find shit, I just pick it up and eat it there, or move it to somewhere where I can better enjoy it. One of my regulars likes to steal into my bathroom, close the door, shit into the bathtub, and then smear his shit on my bathroom mirror. It is all good. When he is over, I make sure that I get into the bathroom soon to lick the shit from the mirror. The more solid turds have fallen into the sink below the mirror, and I eat them, too, of course.

Sometimes I like to shit in my pants. I do not usually do this if I can stand somewhere and shit in my hand, but sometimes it is really nice to be doing something else and just shit in my pants. It is never that messy, even when I am sitting down. After I eat all the shit I can from my panties, I always put the same panties back on. I like knowing that I shit in my pants. Like all things that have to do with shit, it makes me happy. Last night, I spent the night with some gay friends at their place. I did get some sleep with the big dick of one of my friends still inside me, but most of the night I was actively sucking cock, rimming assholes, drinking pee, and getting fucked. This morning, very early, I got up to get back to my place so that I would be there for Kevin when he came around six. Driving back here in my truck, I had to shit. As I cannot hold it, especially with so much cum inside me, I just shit while I was driving. It felt really good as the shit was coming out and filling, squishing into, all the tight little spaces from my balls to the back waistband of my panties. The shit was warm and friendly. It made me feel really good. When I got home, I got undressed except for my panties, then I peeled off my panties. It was a beautiful sight. Kevin would be here soon; so I quickly ate all the flattened turds from my butt crack and down close to my balls, and then I wiped off the rest of the shit with my fingertips, and ate that, too. To clean up a little more for Kevin, I shoved my fingers in and out of my ass, and with some of the cum still inside me I wiped the outside of my ass clean, mostly clean. Kevin and the others are not too fussy, and I certainly am not. My ass is always full of cum from the day and the night before. My lovers do not notice the occasional little bit of shit residue, or if they do, it does not bother them.

Men are everything to me. I love to suck cock, to have cocks in my hands, to have cocks pressed up against me, to have cocks in my ass. Just the idea of having volunteered my whole life to the worship of cock makes me feel so fulfilled. All my life, I have been doing what I was created to do. All day, every day, all I think about is cock. Yesterday afternoon, in response to a Craigslist ad, I sucked a businessman downtown who could not really get hard. His dick was only about six inches long while soft. I sucked and sucked him until he began to ooze cum from his soft dick. I licked and sucked his balls. I licked, tongued, and fingered his asshole. This man was not into kissing, so I spent the whole time with my head between his legs. I did get him to pee in my mouth, too, and when I was fingering his ass my fingers encountered some shit about two inches into his asshole. I sucked on my fingers. His shit tasted good. I asked him if he would shit in my mouth. He was a little shy about it, but he did it. He sat on my face and shit. I ate all his shit as it was coming out of his asshole. It came so fast, I did not really have time to chew it all. I chewed it a little and swallowed it. It made me feel really happy. I just love to eat shit. When I was done, the man and I talked for a while. He said that he had never met anyone like me before. He asked me if his shit tasted good. He asked me if I did this often. I told him that his shit was delicious, and that I did this all day every day. All I wanted was cock, and cum, and pee, and shit. That was what I lived for. Before I left, he peed in my mouth again. He said that I was the filthiest man he had ever met. He meant it well. I thanked him for the compliment. For anything that comes from any man, I am a thoroughly devoted receptacle.

The cock itself is the most beautiful human attribute. The fact that it gives so generously of its cum makes it all the more treasured. Assholes are great, too. All my life, I have been obsessed with assholes. My asshole is my best friend, much more so than my dick. Of course, I love to stick anything in my ass, especially cock, but the most wonderful thing about assholes is that they shit. They provide me with food, yummy, wholesome food. I love men so much that I want to get as intimate with them as possible. More intimate than lying with a man, or having his dick in my mouth or in my ass, is having his cum either in my stomach or in my ass. It is drinking his pee and eating his shit. It is licking and sucking the sweat from under his arms. It is having him spit again and again into my mouth. I want all the bodily eliminations, perspirations, and ejaculations I can get from men. Maybe I am just a filthy whore, but I like it that way. I want to be a cum dump for all men, a toilet for all men. I want men to be able to fill my body with the bodily fluids and waste of their bodies. Being a toilet for men makes me happy. I am rarely with women, and it always has to do with getting closer to men. Some of my regular married men like me to eat their wives’ pussies when they are ripe with menstrual blood. They also like me to drink their wives’ pee and eat their wives’ shit. While I am performing this service, they fuck me, again and again. Women’s bodies aren’t attractive to me in a sexual way. For a man’s cock, though, I will eat any woman’s menstrual blood, and drink her pee, and eat her shit. I need cock. I need to be close to my own sex. I am so fucking homosexual. I live for man-love. Just the thought of being with men causes my lips and mouth be begin sucking an imaginary dick, my tongue to lap and drive itself into his asshole, my hips to begin to move as if I am being fucked, my fingers to feel the cocks they hold.

There is nothing humiliating about what I do. I will not let men hurt me in any way, but I do take a lot of what many would call abuse. My earliest memories are of sucking my father’s cock, licking his asshole, eating his cum, and being fucked by him. I was with hundreds of other older men while I was still very young. Many of my earliest memories are also of me playing with my ass. I had to get it ready to get fucked by my father. I also started eating my shit when I was very young. I kept that private for a while, but then started eating the shit of some of the men who were fucking me. Very young, I also started drinking pee. A man’s butthole is sacred to me. My father took lots of photos of men’s gaping buttholes, frequently fucked and freshly fucked buttholes, buttholes dripping with cum, and buttholes being fucked. We focused on cocks, but buttholes were really important, too. Often my father would have me lick and tongue his butthole for extended periods of time. He usually had his finger or fingers in my butthole at the time, and he always talked to me a lot about the beauty of a man’s butthole, how it was clean and yummy, how it was meant to be fucked by another man, how it could take and hold lots of cum. Then he would always cum in my mouth, until, of course, he started fucking me in the ass. Eating my own shit was natural. It came from my ass; so it had to be good. It was good. It made me love eating men’s assholes all the more. Cum, and pee, and shit, and sweat, and spit, they all hold the mystery and the identity of the essence of men. Most men are not used to being with someone who will go to the extremes I will go to. I love ass-to-mouth. I love sucking cock that has just fucked and cum in another man’s ass. I love eating the cum from the freshly fucked asshole, too. Pee is always good, especially with cum, or with shit. With cum, it is a perfect marriage. The cum leaves a special feeling in the mouth. The pee leaves a special taste in the mouth. Shit and pee together are my favourite food and my favourite drink together, each enhancing the other. At least a couple of times a day, I try to take time out to revel in the sublime pleasure of eating shit and drinking pee together. There is nothing nasty about, really, but it seems nasty. The fact that most men do not do it makes it all the more appealing. I know that I am different. I like defying the odds. I never worry about getting sick from eating and drinking so much strange cum and pee and shit. My system is used to it. I really think that it keeps me healthy. I really believe that it is because I am fucked by so many strange men, that I eat so much strange cum, that I drink so much strange pee, and that I eat so much strange shit, that I remain HIV negative, and devoid of all sexually transmitted diseases. I have had crabs a few times when I was in Africa from being fucked by so many strange African men, but I have never had anything serious. I hate it when men occasionally use condoms to fuck me. As soon as they are done, I eat cum from the condoms, anyway, right in front of them. I will not waste cum. Though there are very few men who are as open as I am about cum, pee, and shit, many men like to feed them to me, in that order, cum, pee, and shit.

Since that very special month in my life in Minneapolis, I have remembered it with wonder. It was not dirty. It was not bad, or disgusting in any way. I wish I could repeat that experience now. I wish that I could re-live that experience every day of my life. I do not know who my ‘captors’ were. I do not know where I was held. I wish I did. During that month in Minneapolis, I got enough cum and pee and shit to keep me happy. I could have taken more, but I got a lot. I was seldom alone. Someone was always giving me all that they had. Most of the time there were many guys in there at once. I was their toilet, their cum dump. I liked it that way. After they would cum in my mouth or in my ass or anywhere else they wanted to, they would always pee in my mouth or in my face or on my head and body. I looked forward to every one of them. It was always a surprise. As I was able to keep up on all the shit they were giving me, they gave me more. I loved licking their shitty assholes clean. One day fairly early on one of the guys shit on the floor right beside where I was sucking another man. He invited the others to shit on his pile of turds, to make a big heap of turds for me to eat. Six other guys knelt down and shit. As the pile got higher, the guys were actually almost sitting in the shit. Their butt cheeks were getting shit on them. One by one, they got up and came to me for cleaning. When they were done, the pile of shit was easily more than four inches deep. The turds were mostly solid. I picked a big one up and ate it. One of the guys asked me to sit down with the pile right up between my legs, right up against my cock and balls. I did as he said. My cock and balls were lying in the pile of shit. I ate another turd. I made sure to mix them up, so that I was not eating all of one man’s shit at once. I was excited. I was having an internal orgasm. My cum was dripping from my cock onto the pile of shit. I ate another turd, and then another, and another. When I was about half way through all the shit in the pile, one of the men asked me to pick up the rest of it and spread it all over my body. I did not hesitate. I rubbed it all over my head, my face, my chest, and arms, and legs. Then the men started peeing on me. Then they started cumming on me. I ate that mixture of shit and pee and cum with genuine glee. With my hands, I swiped big handfuls of it off my body and ate it. I licked and ate it off the floor. I was in a pool of pee and cum mixed with shit. I felt so good. The men left me to clean things up. When I was alone, I blissfully, methodically licked and cleaned myself up, and then licked and cleaned the floor. When the men came back in to resume the sucking and fucking, I had pretty much taken care of everything. They appreciated my good attitude. They gave me more and more of want I wanted. Many more times during the month we had similar shit parties. On a regular basis, every day, I let men sit on my face and shit into my mouth. With the shit came pee, and then cum. How could I complain. I was so fucking happy to be treated like this. When I slept, which was seldom, my sleep was often interrupted by men coming in to fuck me or pee on me or shit on me. If I was not sucking cock, I did not really have to wake up fully. I loved being fucked that way. The men sometimes peed in my mouth, and sometimes they just peed all over me, right on the bed. There was one guy who liked to shit right next to my face on the bed. I would lick him clean, and then eat his shit. In gratitude, he usually fucked me, too. I did not have a toothbrush or a razor. I got used to always having the taste of cum and pee and shit in my mouth. I liked it. I still like it. The bed got more and more stained with cum and pee and shit. Quite often, I would just pee on myself at night, right on the bed. I aimed my dick at my mouth and tried to drink some of the pee, but usually it got all over me and the bed. Sometimes when I was alone I would shit into my hand while I was lying on the bed. I would dab some of the shit on me as I brought it up to my mouth to eat. With only cum and pee and shit to eat, my shit remained firm. I loved to lick the turds, to suck on them, to take bites of them and chew them. I did not want to swallow the shit before I had fully enjoyed every bite. I loved the feel of it going down my throat as I swallowed it. Just the idea of having so much shit in my stomach made me happy. I rubbed the turds all over my lips. I put them right up under my nose and took deep sniffs of them. I was not afraid of getting shit anywhere on me. I loved having it wherever it happened to be. I did not have a mirror, but I imagined my lips all brown with shit. I imagined it up into my nostrils. I loved it. I ate all my shit while I was in the basement. Sometimes I thought of saving some to mix with the shit of the men, but I could not bear to save it. I got so much joy from just playing with it by myself. While I was there in the basement, I thought I was the most beautiful men in the world, all the more so when I was completely covered in cum, and pee, and shit.

I have written a lot about eating shit. I hope I have not offended you. If I have, I am sorry. Despite and still, however, I will not change who I am. I live to fulfil the nastiest, filthiest, most disgusting fantasies of men. To me, these fantasies are my ecstasies. Give me your cum, your pee, and your shit. Those three words always bring a smile to my face.