Lamia Dark, a famed seductress in the underworld, awoke suddenly with a gag reflex. Her mouth was filled with an unfamiliar taste - no, not unfamiliar, but certainly unwelcome. She sat bolt upright on her sumptuous bed, her heart racing as she tried to identify the source of this intrusion.
As the nausea subsided, she became aware of a dull ache in her lower abdomen. With a start, she remembered the previous night's indulgence - too much wine, too much rich food, and way too much passion. It seemed that her body had rebelled against the excesses and deposited its unwanted load in a nearby tupperware container, left on a side table.
Carefully, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, swaying slightly. She approached the table, hardly daring to glance at the offending object, and saw it there: the flat, white container, half-full of her creamy, lumpy feces.
A shudder of repulsion ran through her, but also a strange sense of fascination. She had never before so intimately encountered the messy, carnal side of her nature. It was both revolting and arousing.
With trembling hands, she picked up the container, her skin crawling at the cool, slimy touch. She brought it to her nose, tentatively sniffing the rancid odor that wafted upward. A wave of nausea washed over her once more, but this time there was an undercurrent of perverse excitement. She could sense the power contained in those feces - the power to control any man who might encounter them.
She took a deep breath and decided to take the Tupperware with her as she went to wash up. Perhaps later, when the weird intensity of her reaction had passed, she would dispose of it in some fittingly diabolical manner. For now, though, she felt compelled to keep it close - a dark, secret part of her day that only she knew about.
Carefully, she cleaned herself up and returned to her bedchamber, the creamy, shitty concoction still nestled in the corner of her mind. As she lay back down on her bed, she realized that this experience had changed her in some fundamental way. There was a new edge to her sensuality, a new depth to her power. She closed her eyes and smiled, feeling more alive than she had in years.
