Indian ShitSlut - Pooping while on a date

I was on a romantic second date with someone at my house. I had cooked dinner for my date to create a perfect ambiance for the evening. As we were enjoying our lovely meal, I started to feel an unusual urge. Something was bothering my bowels, and I realized that I had to take a big shit. But I didn't want to ruin the moment.

I tried to excuse myself to go to the bathroom, but my date surprised me by revealing his dirty little secret. He confessed that he had a poop fetish and he wanted to see the fruits of my labor in the toilet. He was eager to see me take a massive shit and make him clean it up afterward. My heart skipped a beat at the thought of satisfying him in such a depraved manner.

Feeling both nervous and turned on, I agreed to his request. I couldn't believe I was about to shit on my date's plate just for his amusement. As I stood up from the table, a wave of heat radiated from my anus as the pressure built up inside me. My date watched eagerly as I headed towards the bathroom, knowing that something filthy was about to happen.

The moment I sat down on the toilet seat, an explosion of feces erupted from my rectum. It was huge, even by my standard. I could feel the warm mass cascading down my ass crack as it plopped into the toilet bowl below. The smell was overwhelming, but it only turned me on more.

With my date's request echoing in my ears, I grabbed a handful of poop from the toilet and molded it into a fat sausage shape. Then I picked up one of his dinner plates from the kitchen counter and walked back into the dining room. My date's eyes widened in anticipation as he saw what I was holding.

"Here you go, baby," I said seductively as I placed the steaming log of feces on his plate. "Enjoy your scrumptious dessert."

He let out a moan of delight as he picked up his plate and leaned in closer to me. "You're such a filthy slut," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "I can't wait to see what else you have for me."

With that, he began to scoop up the poop with his fingers and stuff it into his mouth. I watched, mesmerized, as he swallowed every last bit of my shit. It was strange but also incredibly arousing to be someone's personal toilet and have them find pleasure in consuming my waste.

As we continued our date, we engaged in other depraved activities involving coprophagy. He made me shit on the floor for him to eat from, and I found myself willingly offering up my ass whenever the urge to poop struck me. It was a twisted sort of intimacy that we shared, but it was ours nonetheless.

By the end of the night, we were both completely high on the rush of taboo pleasure. We smiled at each other, knowing that our relationship was far from conventional but also incredibly satisfying in its own way. As we fell asleep in each other's arms, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of oddness we would bring into our lives next.