As the sun began to set on a luxurious mansion, six men sat around an opulent dining table, their eyes fixated on the lavish spread before them. The aroma of gourmet cuisine wafted through the air, filling their senses with delight. However, the real treat of the evening was yet to come.
"So, I guess it's safe to say, we're all looking forward to having our scat for dessert tonight," chuckled one of the men, his eyes glinting with mischief. The other men nodded in agreement, their faces flush with anticipation.
After they finished their meal, the men poured themselves glasses of a fine, expensive wine. They raised their glasses in a toast, the clinking of crystal against crystal echoing through the room. As the women drank more and more, their eyes began to glaze over, and their speech became slurred.
Finally, the women staggered to their feet, giggling drunkenly. The men watched with amusement as they bumped into furniture and stumbled around the room. One of the men got an idea. He stood up and casually approached the women, offering them another drink.
"Here ya go, darlin'," he slurred, placing his glass in front of one of the women. She grasped it greedily, taking a sip before collapsing back onto the floor, unconscious. The other women followed suit, each one being given another glass of wine until they too were passed out cold on the floor.
The men grinned triumphantly at each other. Their plan had worked perfectly. Now, they could have their scat for dessert exactly how they wanted it - served by unconscious girls.
They moved swiftly, removing the women's skirts and panties, revealing their plump, bare rumps in all their glory. One by one, they proceeded to play with the women's assholes, priming them up for the main event.
Finally, it was time. The men gathered around the first unconscious girl, her rosy cheeks flushed with embarrassment. They took turns fingering her asshole, bringing her closer and closer to the moment she had been waiting for.
And then, it happened. The first woman released her hold, letting loose a torrent of hot, steaming shit onto the floor beneath her. The men erupted into cheers and applause as they watched the thick, brown liquid ooze from her tight anus.
As the night wore on, each woman in turn took center stage, their faces a mix of shame and excitement as they filled the room with the sweet, pungent aroma of fresh shit. And the men, their eyes gleaming with delight, revelled in every sensation, knowing that this was the best dessert they could ever have asked for.
