As I approached the seedy back-alley, my mind raced with anticipation. I had been invited to participate in an intimate act that was both taboo and exhilarating – a group feeding of three girls' shit. The mere thought of it made my heart beat faster and my cock harden beneath my clothing.
The door creaked open to reveal a dimly lit room filled with the intoxicating aromas of sweat, urine, and feces. Three gorgeous girls giggled as they took their places on a large white pedestal before me – Cristina, Yana, and Amina. They were all wearing sexy lingerie that accentuated their curves and highlighted their most intimate areas. Their gazes were hungry and full of mischief as they eyed me up and down.
Cristina, a striking redhead, was the first to speak. "Alright, slave," she purred. "You get one chance to prove yourself worthy of our waste. Pick a cup - any cup." There were six cups arranged around the platform, each filled to the brim with freshly excreted feces from one of the girls.
I took a deep breath, trying to control my mounting excitement. My cock twitched against my zipper as I stepped forward and reached for the cup labeled 'Cristina'. I raised it to my lips, hesitated for a moment, then lowered it again. "Actually, Cristina," I said, my voice hoarse with desire. "I think I'd rather start with you first."
She let out a pleased snort. "Very well, then."
Cristina straddled my face, her soft stomach pressing against my nose. I inhaled deeply, reveling in the rich, earthy scent that wafted up from her warm cunt. Then she lowered herself onto my head, groaning in pleasure as I began to lap at her juices like a starving man at a feast. My tongue darted in and out of her slit, exploring every inch of her slick folds.
As I feasted on her nectar, I listened to the other girls eagerly discuss what awaited me. They were clearly enjoying the anticipation as much as I was. I moaned against her pussy, encouraging her to continue. Finally, she pulled away, leaving a sticky residue on my lips and forehead.
"Now it's time for Yana," she ordered, gesturing to the blonde beauty next to her.
Yana climbed onto the platform and squatted over me, her soft butthole hovering just above my face. "Make me feel it," she growled.
I opened my mouth, letting her massive log of toilet paper-soft shit fall into my mouth. It was stomach-churning at first, but the sweet scent and the way it coated my tongue sent shivers of pleasure down my spine. I chewed slowly, savoring the taste and texture of her shit. As I swallowed, I felt her sphincter contract around my tongue, squeezing out the very last drop.
When I pulled away, my mouth was filled with the taste of her shit, and the girls around me giggled with delight. Amina, the last one standing, smirked down at me. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" she asked sweetly. "Now it's my turn."
I swallowed hard, mentally preparing myself for whatever she had in store. She climbed onto the pedestal and squatted over me, her ass cheeks parting to reveal her tight rosebud of an anus. She smelled different – rich and musky, like the deepest depths of a forest floor. My tongue darted out to tease her opening, and she moaned softly in response.
Amina's shit tasted nothing like the others. It was sharp and tangy, with a hint of sweetness that lingered on my tongue long after she had pulled away. The flavor was addictive, and I found myself eager for more. As I chewed and swallowed, I could feel the texture of her shit sticking to my teeth, refusing to be cleaned away.
By the time I was finished with Amina, I felt like a dirty toilet bowl. But instead of feeling repulsed, I felt strangely alive and aroused. I looked up at the girls, my eyes pleading for more. They exchanged smug glances before Christina spoke.
"You think you're ready for this, huh?" she asked, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
"Yes," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "I am."
The girls laughed and high-fived each other before moving into a new position, forming a circle around me. They turned their backs to me and began to take turns bending over, offering me their creamy feces-filled cups. The smell was overwhelming now, and my cock throbbed in my pants.
As I took each girl in turn, their moans of pleasure mingled with the smells of their shit, creating a cacophony of sensation that left me dizzy with lust. We continued like this for hours, until my cheeks ached from all the smiling and my stomach felt like it might burst from the sheer volume of shit I had consumed.
In the end, all three girls ended up covering my face in their sweet stench, their hands pressing me down into the mess they had created. And as I lay there, covered in filth, all I could think was that I never wanted this feeling to end.
As the girls got up from around me, smiling and satisfied, I remained where I was – breathing in the intoxicating scent of their waste, savoring every last drop of it. I looked up at them through my sticky bangs, my eyes promising that I would always be there for them, ready to help them feed their filthy desires.
