It had been a long time since Natalia Kapretti had enjoyed a proper meal herself, but she knew her toilet slave wouldn't have the luxury of choosing what he ate. After all, he was there for one purpose and one purpose only: to devour her shit. With a smug smile on her face, she sat on the toilet, feeling the warmth of her ass radiating through the thin material of her panties.
She had been eating fruit all day long - bananas, pears, grapes, you name it - and now it was time for him to reap the rewards of her gluttony. Closing her eyes, she let out a content sigh as her bowels began to rumble with anticipation. A moment later, her belly erupted in a massive explosion of sounds as a large turd slid out of her anus and plopped into the toilet bowl below.
The toilet slave, meanwhile, was waiting patiently outside her door, his heart pounding in anticipation of what was to come. He had tried to prepare himself mentally for this moment - after all, he had signed up for this job knowing full well what was expected of him - but still, there was something about standing in front of that door that made him feel incredibly nervous.
Finally, the door swung open, and there she was - Natalia Kapretti in all her glory. She was wearing nothing but a skimpy little outfit that did little to hide the fact that she had just taken a massive shit. Her smile was cold and emotionless, but her eyes bore into his soul with a cruel intensity that sent shivers down his spine.
Without saying a word, she turned around and sat down on the toilet, giving him a clear view of her gaping asshole and the massive turd that was still attached to it. He could hardly believe his eyes - it was bigger than any turd he had ever seen before! His own bowels were beginning to churn uncomfortably in response to the sight before him.
"Eat," she commanded him simply, pointing at the turd with a wooden spoon she was holding casually in one hand. He swallowed hard and approached the toilet cautiously, his mouth watering despite himself. As he leaned forward to take a bite out of her shit, she struck like a viper, grabbing him by his short hairs and pulling his face down towards her ass with surprising strength for someone so slight.
His first bite was nothing short of overwhelming - the texture was surprisingly smooth and soft, yet also crunchy around the edges where it met with the skin of her anus. The taste was intense and pungent, a mix of sweetness from the fruit and the unmistakable bitter notes of human waste. He chewed carefully, savoring every moment of this shitty breakfast.
As he ate more, he began to lose track of time and forgot about everything else around him. It was just him and Natalia Kapretti's shit, connected in an intimate dance of pleasure and submission. He could feel her eyes boring into him, judging him, yet also enjoying the sight of him devouring her feces with such enthusiasm.
When he finally finished eating, he felt both satisfied and disgusted with himself. It was hard to believe that he had just eaten a massive turd, but at the same time, there was something about the act itself that had left him feeling strangely aroused.
"Good boy," she purred, reaching down and patting his head affectionately. "Now wait here. You haven't seen anything yet."
And with that, she disappeared into her bathroom, leaving him standing there, wondering what horror she had in store for him next. But whatever it was, he knew he would endure it, because he was her toilet slave, and that meant he belonged to her, body and soul.
