As the morning sun streamed through the windows, Natalia Kapretti smiled contentedly, watching her pregnant slut busy herself with her daily routine. Maya was in the bathroom, her large belly protruding with every step she took. She knew exactly what was coming next and couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation mixed with pride.
Maya lowered her pants and underwear, revealing her plump ass and juicy pussy. She positioned herself over the toilet seat, gripping the walls for support as she pushed out another massive shit. The sound of her feces hitting the water combined with her heavy breathing filled the air.
Inch by inch, Natalia watched as her slut's morning log slowly emerged from her asshole, twisting and turning as it made its way down. The orange-peel texture of the turd was mesmerizing to her. She couldn't help but feel a pang of envy—she wanted to eat that shit as much as Maya did.
Finally, Maya's shit was free from her body, and she let out a relieved sigh. Using one hand to hold her cell phone mirror high above her head, she lowered her mouth onto the shitlog, tongue outstretched in anticipation. She began chewing hungrily, her eyes rolling back into her head with pleasure as she tasted the combination of stale shit and fresh feces on her tongue.
"Oh fuck, yes!" she groaned, her voice muffled by the shit in her mouth. "Breakfast of shit is always so juicy, nutritious, and delicious."
Natalia felt herself getting wet between her legs just from watching her slut eat shit. The desire to taste it too was overwhelming, but she held back—she wanted to watch Maya devour every last bite.
With determined movements, Maya massaged the remaining shit out of her asshole, coating her fingers with the warm, sticky mess. She brought her fingers to her mouth, letting out a moan as the familiar taste of her own shit filled her senses.
"My baby needs this nourishment," she whispered sensually between mouthfuls of her own shit. "My pregnant cunt craves it."
Maya continued eating until every last morsel was gone, leaving her with a satisfied smile on her face. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and sauntered back into the bedroom, her belly leading the way.
"Your turn, Mistress," she said, her eyes glinting with excitement.
Natalia couldn't hold back any longer. She quickly shoved all thoughts of modesty aside and plunged a finger into her already-wet pussy, tasting herself on her tongue. It was just as she had imagined—salty, sweet, and unbelievably arousing.
Together, they savored the taste of their own bodies, their love for each other growing stronger with each bite. It was a bond unlike any other, one that petty societal norms could never understand or define. As they cleaned each other's messy bodies together, they knew that they had found kindred spirits in each other's depravity, and nothing could ever tear them apart.
