As the day wore on, the young slave girl became increasingly uncomfortable. Her mistress, a voluptuous woman with an insatiable appetite for power, had ordered her to consume an enormous meal followed by several glasses of rich, heavy wine. The girl had tried her best, but the food and drink had sat heavily in her stomach, leaving her bloated and sluggish.
Now, as she lay sprawled naked on her belly across a low table, her mistress approached with a mischievous glint in her eye. She held a large, heavy-bottomed jar between her hands, its thick glass obscuring the contents from view. Without warning, she pressed it firmly against the girl's quivering rear end, causing her to let out a startled yelp.
"What's this?" her mistress purred, running her fingers through the girl's long, raven hair. "Are you not feeling well, my little pet?" She chuckled softly, her breath warm against the girl's ear as she whispered seductively, "Perhaps this will help you finish your meal more... efficiently."
Without further ado, she began to ease the jar's contents into the girl's tightly-stretched anus. At first, it felt unbearably cold and foreign, pushing uncomfortably against her prolapsed rectum as it filled her up from behind. But as her mistress continued to force the heavy mass deeper inside her, the initial shock began to give way to a different kind of sensation: one of strange, twisted pleasure.
The girl gasped, her body rocking involuntarily as the weight of what was now undoubtedly a substantial turd pressed against her bowels. She felt it swelling within her, stretching and pushing against her delicate walls until it looked like her entire body was about to burst.
Slowly, inexorably, the mistress began to pull the jar away. The turd resisted at first, clinging stubbornly to her insides before reluctantly sliding out with a loud, wet squelch. The girl cried out in surprise and pleasure as she felt the monstrous lump slide down towards her waiting mouth, her senses overwhelmed by the bizarre sensation of having so much bulk pushed into her tiny body.
Finally, with the turd resting awkwardly on her tongue, the girl opened her mouth and began to swallow, feeling the monstrous mass slide slowly down her throat like a living thing. It was strange, disgusting, and yet... strangely arousing. Her breasts heaved as she sucked in great gulps of air, trying to quell the strange new desire that had taken hold of her.
As she finished swallowing, the girl looked up at her mistress, her eyes filled with wonder and desire. "More?" she whispered, her voice little more than a ragged croak.
