Every night after that I went searching the public toilets for something like I found the first night.  A few times I found some unflushed shit, but i left that alone. I wanted to see how dirty I could get, how filthy i could be. When I saw piss on a toilet seat I would lick it off. Same with the rim of toilets and urinals. I spent most of my time in the men's room, it feel riskier that way, and it was. I almost got caught a few times.

Finally, after about a week of waiting, I found what I was looking for, almost. It was a sea of golden piss, and it was beautiful, except someone had shit and their wet loose shit and toilet paper was floating everywhere. I had to try not to gag at the smell of it.  I was soo frustrated, but I guess this was what I wanted.

 I took of my panties, I wanted to try to get the crap out of the water. I reached in and pulled out the toilet paper and stuffed it in my bra. I smiled, it had been years since i stuffed my bra. Unfortunately when I moved the toilet paper the shit fell apart, truning the whole bowl a deep dark brown. It took me a few minutes to work up the courage but I finally lowered my head into the bowl, letting my hair fall into the bowl. This time i stuck my whole face in, and licked the bottome of the bowl.  Toilet water filled my mouth and I had to fight the urge to puke right there. I relaxed though, and tasted the mix of stale piss and shit, and swallowed. I pulled my hed out slowly, letting the toilet water run down my chest, soaking my white shirt. I wore the same piss stained shit and panties from the first night on every late night trip to the mens room. After a quick dip in the toliet, I put my panties and jeans back on.

That was the first time I tasted shit, and I knew after that night that any toilet I came across could provide hours of fun.