Toilet Slaves Scatology - I am a Human Toilet & I eat Schoolgirls SHIT!

The moment the schoolgirl stepped into the stall, my heart raced. I could hear the familiar sound of her skirt rustling against the tiles as she squatted over the toilet hole. I knew she was about to deliver a hot, steaming load of fresh shit straight into my waiting mouth. My tongue danced eagerly as I anticipated the delicious taste of her young feces.

The warm, wet aroma of her shit hit me immediately as she released her bowels, filling my nostrils and sending shivers of delight down my spine. I could feel the first warm nugget of shit touching my tongue, and without hesitation, I opened my mouth wide to receive it. My cheeks hollowed out instinctively, preparing to swallow her entire load in one go.

The girl's shit had an intense flavor; it was musky and sour, yet strangely addictive. I savored each bite, sucking on the pieces of shit like they were the last morsels of food on Earth. As I ate, I could feel her weight on the toilet shift, and I knew she was about to deliver another round of delicacies. My heart raced with excitement, and I readied myself for the next round of indulgence.

Soon enough, her second load hit the toilet hole, and once again, I leaned forward eagerly to receive it. This time, the shit was even wetter and slimier, and I couldn't help but salivate at the thought of tasting it. I worked quickly, using my tongue and cheeks to extract every last shitty morsel from her offering. My stomach churned with desire as I swallowed her shit whole, dreaming of the day when I would be her personal human toilet and shit eater.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the girl stood up and flushed the toilet. I knew my work here was done, but my mind was already racing ahead to the next time we would meet. I imagined her soft, fresh shit coating my tongue, filling my mouth, and running down my throat. It was a disgusting fantasy, but one that filled me with unbridled pleasure and excitement.

As I walked out of the stall, I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. The scent of her shit still lingered on my lips, and I savored it like a fine wine. Today was a good day; I had eaten the shit of a beautiful young schoolgirl, and my heart was filled with joy. I couldn't wait to do it all over again tomorrow, hoping that she would come back to me, to this dirty hole in the ground, to satisfy her toilet slave's craving for her sweet, delicious shit.