Tom walked into his usual café, feeling a mix of excitement and dread. As he approached the counter, he noticed the menu had changed. Usually, it was filled with enticing dishes like pasta and sandwiches. Today, however, there was just one item: human toilet.
Tom hesitated for a moment before ordering. He knew what was coming next—the uncomfortable feeling of his stomach churning as he prepared to consume someone's excrement. But he also knew it was a part of his life now; a life he had chosen.
The customer came in a few minutes later; a young schoolgirl who had clearly overindulged. She stepped up to the counter and pulled down her pants, revealing her plump, pink asshole. Tom's heart raced as he knelt down before her and watched as she pushed out a hard, golden nugget of shit. It felt like a rock in his hands, yet he knew he had to chew and swallow it before moving on.
As he chewed, he could feel the girl's gaze on him. She seemed fascinated—or maybe even aroused—by what he was doing. It was strange, but also oddly thrilling. Tom continued to consume her waste, feeling it slide down his throat and into his stomach.
Once he had finished, the girl thanked him and left, leaving Tom alone with his thoughts. He wondered how many people thought he was gross or disgusting for doing this job. But he also knew that there was a market for it, and he was providing a much-needed service.
As he cleaned up after her, he could still taste the metallic tang of her shit in his mouth. It was a bitter taste, but one he had become accustomed to over the years. As the café filled up with customers, Tom prepared himself for the next round of orders. He knew there would be more nuggets of gold and rock-hard turds ahead, but he would face them with the same determination he had always shown.
After all, he was a toilet slave, and nothing could shake his resolve.
