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Down Memory Lane This is a true one and a long one. It's really like three stories meshed into one and took place a while back. This is just the first time I've been in a good enough headspace to write about it. ---------- "We need to talk..." That was the text I sent to Monica. We've been going through a rough patch and she's not respected me at all for a few months. There's one particular moment that made me feel it. This will likely be a long one and has taken place over the past few months because I couldn't really handle a lot of what was going on. First thing is that I found it really difficult to swallow shit again. It was really grossing me out and I wanted to just take a break. Monica wanted to use me one night and I told her no. She said it was going to be a massive one and she didn't want to waste it, but I again said no. She and I fought like crazy that night and she told me that I would eat this specific bowel movement while I started to elevate my voice and told her I would be doing no such thing... When my back met the cold, hard floor and I looked up at her eyes, Monica berated me in a way she'd never done before. "We are in a relationship, yes, but I am your Master, make no mistake. What I say goes, do you understand me," she paused but I didn't respond so she kicked me, "I wasn't asking rhetorically. You need to understand what this is. You need to come to grips with our reality and decide if this is what you want. Do you understand that I get what I want?" The air was thick with tension, but I finally said what I thought was true at the time, "Yes. I understand." She shook her head, "You don't believe that... *Sigh* Open your mouth so I can take a huge shit into it." Monica sat above me and her beauty was not fading at all. Her big butt lowered onto the toilet seat above my face and I opened my mouth so that her shit would fall directly into it. There were no warning farts and her shit just came our in a single wave of turds. Just one after the other, each about 2 inches long. There must have been 15 to 20 turds, all broken and sticky and stinky... It was a big load for her, but not as big as I've had from others. This load really stunk, though. Monica tends to not have really smelly poops, but this one was pretty bad. "Eat my shit." She stood above me and I could see out of my right eye still. "Eye contact while you're chewing on my hot shit, fucking slave." I obeyed and when it was all gone she made me shower and lick her ass clean. ---- "We need to talk..." That text was a long time coming after the night she made me eat her shit. She told me after that she felt like we were going in two different directions, that I wanted too much freedom and she certainly wasn't going to let that happen. Neither of us wanted to say that we had changed, but the truth is that we had. She wanted more domination and control, asking me to eat shit every weekend from different friends and people that had previously used me as their toilet. There's only a finite number of women that will do it, but she was determined to find as many as possible. I wanted to eat shit about once a month, which is where we used to be. I didn't want to deal with all of this and so I sent the text so we could discuss all that had happened. There was the episode with Sarah, but we put ground rules into place. Then Kaelyn happened and I honestly thought I'd never get her fart and shit stink out of my nose. There were a few other times where we'd be out and she'd get some drunk girl at the bar or club to agree to use me, but I didn't like the idea of being some stranger's toilet that we don't know if they're clean or not. One of those nights was the worst fight we'd ever had and I thought we'd break up. Which is why I sent the text. Monica came into the living room from the bedroom and sat on the other end of the couch. "What do you want to talk about?" "I can't be a toilet for this many people. Not all the time like this. Not every week and definitely not for women we don't know." Monica sighed, "I guess that's reasonable." "I just want us to go back to where we were when things were good. You've tried to make me into a literal toilet and that's not what I want. I want to be a person, too." "You ARE a person, you just eat shit, so it's like... I'm just trying to enjoy what we both enjoy." We talked about Kate and how the "transfer of ownership" maybe put some weird thoughts into Monica's head when the reality is that Kate was never really my master and neither is Monica. I'm a human being with feelings. Monica said, "I guess that's actually part of this whole thing for me. I know you're a human, but... But making you eat shit reduces you and it's humiliating BECAUSE you have feelings. That's one of the things I really like about it. Because I know you're suffering under there. It gets me so turned on." Before either of us knew it, we were having sex. I thought when she walked into that room that I was going to break up with her, but we talked and it felt good. Not like the other times. We talked and we decided that she would be able to do one surprise visit per year whenever and with whomever, so long as she knew they were clean. It felt good, but it's also been tough to write about over the past several months. Lots of emotions and decisions. All of this coupled with work always being crazy. Just been tough. We talked about what was next and she told me she had a little plan for us and we'd be taking a trip that she would finance. First to the midwest to see family, then to London/Amsterdam/Copenhagen/Stockholm to see some of the world, and then back home to see me used as a toilet... She told me there were four total users and that this went past what we agreed and that I could back out, but I would be really happy if I went through with it all. She was right. I'm very happy we did it all because I got closure. -------------------- We landed in the midwest and I went to my high school to see some of the trophies we'd won. We ran into a few friends and went out around town. The next day, Monica and I went to my parents and we saw them. It was a nice day. That afternoon, after a steak lunch, Monica told me not to eat dinner or the next morning for breakfast. I like to be on an empty stomach when I'm a toilet and I knew what this all meant. She drove me to a motel that's just outside town and it's a funny spot that we locals used to joke about. It's known for being kind of seedy and I joked about not touching anything. Monica took out her luggage, inside of which she had concealed a camping toilet. "I didn't know if this was the right girl at first, but I reached out to a few of your friends and they said it was. Honey... It's-" A knock at the door interrupted her and my heart was racing. Who was this? My first girlfriend that I always wished shit in my mouth but I never could ask her? Was it someone I'd mentioned? And then when the door opened, I saw her. Not my first girlfriend. My first user... Brooke. The first woman to ever take a shit in my mouth... "I can't believe it's you," I said. "I can't believe I'm here either," Brooke laughed, "Monica talked to me about how you still eat shit, huh?" "I do... Can I ask you a question before you take a shit in my mouth?" She smiled really wide, "Yeah. Go ahead and ask a question before I take a shit in your mouth." "All those years ago... Was it really an accident when you shit in my mouth?" Brooke laughed incredibly hard, "I swear I didn't mean to the first time, but every other time I used you as my toilet that summer before college, I meant to shit in your mouth. I meant to make you eat my shit." We caught up briefly while she drank some coffee. She had a kid and got married. She talked to her husband about doing this and he said no, he wouldn't give her his blessing to shit in someone else's mouth. Brooke chuckled, "He thinks I'm shopping, but he's kind of an idiot. Maybe I'll make him eat my shit..." Monica said, "I like her!" "Come on, toilet," Brooke said, "I've really got to go." I put myself in the bathtub in an awkward position so the toilet would be still easy to sit on for Brooke. She took off her pants and then stood above me, showing me her massive ass. It's always been one of my go-tos for when I'm thinking about huge asses. She's always been a gold standard. "I can't believe your girlfriend sought me out. And I can't believe you're still into this," Brooke lowered her giant ass to the toilet seat so that I was now looking at her massive ass cheeks spread open, "Kiss my asshole." I listened to my better and planted my lips against her anus. As I did, she ripped a massive fart that lasted a few seconds. PPPPPPRRRRRRIIIIIIIIPPPPPPP "How does my fart taste?" "Your fart tastes delicious, Brooke." She farted again and said, "Open your mouth, toilet." Brooke was never one for giant dumps, but she'd put on more than a few pounds since high school. She was still absolutely gorgeous, but she had to be eating a lot more. What came out wasn't a massive load, but there were three 5 inch turds, which is probably a little bigger than the average dump. The first turd was slick and came fast. I almost missed it, but was able to catch it in my mouth. It had the width of probably an inch and a half. The next one was thinner, but smelled a LOT worse. It made Brooke laugh when she smelled it. Then she let another big fart go, right in my face. That made her cackle. Brooke said, "It smells so bad!" Monica was laughing, "I love when the user says that, because it's YOUR shit, so it smells less bad to you AND he's eating it. Your shit stinks to you, but think about how fucking bad it is for him." Brooke smiled, "Oh, it's bad, and then there's this...." She let out the final turd, which didn't smell near as bad, but stunk, for sure. She stayed seated until she pissed all over my chest. She was done and stood up, looking down at me chewing her turds. "This felt fucking fantastic, thank you Monica." "No no no, Thank YOU! I know he's loved that ass and has wanted to be fed from you for a long time." I made enough room in my mouth to say, "Thank you so much, Brooke, for using me as your human toilet." She busted out laughing again. Brooke sat down on the regular toilet and didn't wipe, waiting for me to be done so she could make me rim her clean. She farted once during it and then told us about the rest of her day. She said she felt the monotony of marriage, motherhood and the burbs. This made her feel a lot better. She told Monica to hit her up whenever and she'd gladly make me her toilet again. It felt weird to know that Brooke might be back in my life, but not even really as a friend. Now it would be mostly as her toilet whenever I'd see her. What was weird was that I didn't actually throw up this time. I kept Brooke's shit in my system the entire time. ----------- We took a drive to a different state in the midwest later that day to see some other family, aunts/uncles/cousins. After that we drove to my alma mater and we talked with some of the coaches and staff and saw some of the trophies for teams I was a part of. It was neat to see them. Then we went to a restaurant and Monica told me not to eat. "Again?" "Yes," Monica said, "Again." "Do I know this person?" "I think it will be really good for you to get closure on some people during this trip." She ordered a salad and I got a water. We stayed in a hotel near the university and I walked throughout the campus. It was a great time. The next morning, I was awoken by a rancid fart getting blown directly in my face. "Get up and get in the bathroom, slave. I have to take a shit." Even in my foggy brain, I knew the voice. "Stephanie?" "Did I fucking stutter? Get in the bathroom and open your mouth so that I can take a shit down your throat, toilet!" She was still beautiful, to be certain, but she also told me she didn't want to shit in my mouth because, and I went back to the "Teri's toilet" story because I remember her saying she didn't want to shit on me back then, "I might just want to shit on you every time I take a dump." She never really texted me about it and I had just eaten a huge load from Teri, so I just sort of dropped it with Steph. Yet now here I am, scrambling to get into position so she can take a shit in my mouth in comfort. That's the ultimate in humiliation. You literally get nothing positive out of it. "I'm going to fucking dump you all over again, toilet mouth." "Thank you." "Also, you wrote fucking toilet fiction about me? Fucking freak." *There are three stories about Stephanie, now four. The first and fourth are real.* Stephanie wasted no time in unleashing an epic turd. The first time she shit on me it was, and this is no joke, five feet of turd that just kept coming and coming. I thought it was a fluke, but she did it AGAIN!!!! This was about five feet long and in one piece. She didn't say anything as she was seated above me, but I ate all of it. I laid there and ate all of her shit like the fucking loser I am. I could have just not eaten it. I didn't even have to lay down underneath that chair!!! But I did.... "You're still such a fucking pathetic loser. I just made you eat my fucking shit, you fucking piece of trash. Do you have any idea how fucking low you are? It makes me happy to know that you're with someone like her who will let others treat you like the pathetic low life loser you are. You're my fucking toilet, got that? Do you know that's what I think of when I think of you? I think of my toilet. Not some loser I used to date, no I think of the mouth that I literally shit into. Fucking pathetic." "Thank you for shitting into my mouth and for letting me eat it." "Do you hear yourself!!! You just thanked me for shitting in your mouth!!!! You are literally sub-human, toilet slave." Stephanie and Monica talked, and Monica let me know that Stephanie was actually pretty down on her luck at that moment, which is why she did shit on me. She wanted to feel better than someone and said she usually thinks back to how she shit on me all those years ago, but doing this really made her feel better. Monica has kept in touch with Stephanie a little and things turned around a little when she got some confidence back. Monica let her know that my mouth was always there for an ego boost if Steph wanted to travel down to us. Things felt so good as I got to really humiliate myself for both Brooke and Stephanie. But this was only the first week of a three week trip... -------- London, Amsterdam, and Coppenhagen were all beautiful. I was told I would like Stockholm the most, but wasn't sure why since I really fell in love with London and I don't think Stockholm and London are supposed to be all that similar... We've been to Europe a few times and I've made it a point to have "no toilet slavery" when we travel, but Monica had delivered some pretty amazing moments already. She told me not to eat again and I asked who it was. "There's actually an instagram model that I kind of know. She's the little sister to one of my friends. She's got like 30,000 followers for having a nice ass." I laughed, "That's not that many followers for Instagram, is it?" "I don't think I'd be concerned about the followers... Her sister lives in the states now, but they're from Stockholm. She has apparently told her sister about what we do and she lost it and actually contacted me begging to use you as her toilet. She loves trying new things." "This was why you booked the trip, isn't it?" "I booked the trip because I think we both needed it, but you really needed a vacation and I wanted to make it special. Show you parts of the world and parts of yourself that you've stopped exploring. You're in a routine, and that's fine, but I needed to show you that what you really want is to humiliate yourself by eating shit." We were in a foreign country, but I wasn't all that excited about Monica talking about this stuff in the open. We went to an apartment building that was very sparsely decorated, except for a bunch of yoga equipment. I told the Instagram model that I'd use just a single letter to identify her because she was nervous of what "her fans" would think. I told her I'd use the letter "E". She is stunning, to be certain, and her ass isn't the biggest, but it's incredibly nice. She works out constantly to get her body into proper shape. She's a "model" for brands and considers herself an "influencer", but she doesn't have a massive following. She said it's hard to feel good about herself at times, but said this would help. That was part of what Monica was saying before, too. That my humiliation and degradation was uplifting to the people that used me because it proved that they're so good that someone else will literally eat their shit... E wanted to do Yoga poses where her ass would be in my face, and Monica told her to use me like she would a toilet or anything else that she'd fart on. E took off her pants and did a few poses and it was honestly not that hot for either of us, I don't think. Monica was laughing. Finally, E decided that she did have to fart, she knew that much, but she couldn't do it in the yoga poses, so she just bent over and I stuck my face up her ass while she farted. It was a bad fart, but not really all that terrible. She had less stinky gas than Brooke and Stephanie, but she had MORE gas than either of them. It was like Jade where there were just so many farts. She spoke English, but not great. She farted once in my mouth and Monica asked if she shit, and she said, "yeah!!!" but there was not a drop of poop in my mouth. She had never had her ass eaten, so she grabbed a vibrator and then sat on my mouth with her anus and told me to stick my tongue up her asshole. "Tongue up asshole", was actually what she said... Without announcing, E just started shitting in my mouth and it caught me off guard. It wasn't in the bathroom and we were just sitting on her hardwood floor in the living room and she just started to shit this disgusting, HUGE turd. It was so wide and her anus opened to accommodate it as best it could, but I didn't think a turd could be this wide. It was also HUGE in length. Her turd couldn't fit between my teeth, which are about 2 inches apart and a bunch of her turd was scraping past my teeth. E just laughing and popped into a squatting position and I threw up my hands to catch all the shit that wasn't going into my mouth, which was the vast majority. E was cracking up at the sight of her shit in my mouth. Her add was gorgeous, but the anus that was currently spewing turds at my mouth was such a strange image. Her ass cheeks were so perfectly sculpted this felt fake, but her shit in my mouth made it also very real. After the initial turd, the crazy huge one that ended up being probably 10 inches long and three inches wide, she then had a very perfect looking turd that had no cracks and was completely smooth. A 4 on the bristol chart. But this turd ended up being incredibly long. It broke a few times, but it was probably 18-22 inches of shit that I now had on my face. She was cracking up and couldn't stop laughing at me. She talked to Monica about having me lick her ass clean, and Monica told her with the massive load she just unleashed, it would probably take me an hour to eat it all so E could sit on the toilet and wait an hour. The other option was that I could put it off to the side and then wash my face to lick her ass clean. E decided to wait on the toilet, but commanded that I follow her so she could watch me struggle to eat her whole dump. I used my legs to crawl and Monica used her feet to guide me. E sat on the toilet and remarked at how this was a big load and that I should be proud I got to eat it. I should be thankful and that I was serving my purpose. She was very entitled and rude, but I was literally eating her shit, so... One line she said really got me, too. "In the help, the lady has to bake her shit into a pie, but you don't need a pie. You're just eating the shit that came from my ass. That's so incredibly low. I've been feeling like I'm not that great, but look at this. Someone is eating my shit!" I finally finished and then licked her anus clean. She farted once more and then showed me the pictures Monica took of her shitting on me. I was as horny as I'd ever been and Monica and I made passionate love at the hotel before returning home. ------------------- One of the weirdest moments in my life was a long-time friend, Carmen, who is also one of the most beautiful women on earth, used me as her toilet. Her and I talked a little and Monica knew I was thinking about exiting our relationship, and that I was spending time with Carmen. Well Carmen also knew someone from my past... Carly....... Carly is an old roommate from college and we actually spent a fair amount of time in a master/slave relationship where Carly used me as her toilet. I lived with two girls and when I was home, I was considered a slave. It was a fun living arrangement for all involved because we all liked the roles. Carly is a beautiful woman and whenever I see Goddess Amirha, I instantly think of her. Carmen talked to Monica and gave her Carly's number. Both Carmen and Carly showed up unannounced on a day I was expecting to eat just Monica's shit. Carly didn't say anything when she opened the door and sat down. I recognized what was happening and just opened my mouth. Carly never was one for massive dumps. She farted a small PFFRT and then a single 6 inch turd fell directly into my mouth. She laughed and left, all without talking to me. When I came out, Monica smiled and we talked about how good it felt to have all these reconnections, but ultimately, we both decided that we love one another and don't want to leave that. I have the best girlfriend on earth. |
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