Scat-Princess Mini Series - Scat-Princess Rule, must consume Part 2

The Scat-Princess Engineers had finally finished their latest invention, a machine that was guaranteed to force even the most stubborn shit eater to swallow every last drop of the scrumptious, Divine scat material. The Princesses couldn't contain their excitement as they eagerly awaited their chance to test it out on one of their pathetic toilet slaves. Enter Jessy, an unfortunate individual who found himself bound and gagged helplessly in front of his Scat-Princess, ready to be transformed into the perfect human toilet. The machine was designed to torture Jessy's stretched rectum into submission, effectively breaking him down and forcing him to consume every morsel of feces fed to him. It only took a mere button press for his fate to be sealed; his raw, gaping asshole unable to resist the onslaught of poo being shoved into it.

Jessy struggled in vain against his bonds, feeling his body betray him as the scent of feces engulfed him like a stench-filled cloud. The Princess took great pleasure in watching him writhe in agony as she fed him mouthful after mouthful of her sweet and supple turds. The machine worked diligently behind him, relentlessly pushing more of her shit deeper and deeper into his bowels until there was simply no more room. Tears streamed down his face as he begged for mercy, but all he received were more disgusting mouthfuls of her divine shit, the taste of which still lingered on his tongue long after he'd swallowed. Every drop had to be consumed or else he would face the torturous consequences.

The Princess laughed maniacally as she watched Jessy try to fight against the inevitable. "I'm sorry, Jessy," she said, her smile never faltering. "You're mine now. You exist for but one purpose: to be my personal shit receptacle. And don't you forget it." With that, she pulled out her massive, steaming turd from his overflowing rectum and presented it to him like a trophy, daring him to try and refuse. His body shook uncontrollably, but eventually, he gave in, opening his mouth wider than ever before to accept his new fate. As the hot, slimy turd slapped against his tongue, he knew there was no going back. He was hers now, body and soul.

With renewed vigor, the Princess fed him more of her scat, harnessing the full potential of the machine to force-feed him every last drop. Her scat covered his face, dripped down his chin, and filled his mouth until he couldn't take anymore. But still, she kept going, laughing maniacally as she watched him choke on the taste of her divine shit. The end result was an exhausted Jessy, his body aching from the constant abuse and his mind reeling from the overwhelming sensory assault. But even in his present state, he knew that there would be no escape for him. He was now and forever, the property of his Scat-Princess, bound by both his greed and his newfound addiction to her intoxicating poo.