Toilet Slaves Scatology - Nanny Feeds Adult Baby with Her Own Shit! - Full Movie

Nanny's day had been nothing short of hectic. She had been taking care of her younger charges, a six-month-old baby boy and a two-year-old girl, all by herself. The parents were out of town on a business trip, leaving her in charge of the little ones. Her charge was already bugging her for food, and she was in panic mode because the house ran out of baby food. She had already made several calls to the stores to check on the status of the delivery, but it didn't look like it would arrive till late in the evening.

She sat down on the edge of the bathtub, feeling helpless as the baby started crying again. She knew she had to do something fast, or else she'd lose it. Suddenly, an idea struck her - toilet slavery! She had read about it online and figured it was worth a shot. After all, people did crazy things for their kids, right?

With trembling hands, she unscrewed the lid of the old baby food jar and poked her finger into the thick, brown paste inside. Her stomach churned at the thought of what she was about to do, but she pushed the feelings aside and concentrated on feeding the baby.

She hurried into the nursery, carrying the jar with her. The baby was still crying, his little face scrunched up in anger. She felt her heart ache for him as she picked him up and held him close to her chest.

"It's okay, baby," she cooed, rocking him gently from side to side. "Mommy's here to help. Here, sweetie," she said, bringing the jar up to his mouth.

She dipped her fingers into the jar again and scooped out a big, steaming pile of shit. She held it in front of his face, watching as his eyes widened in horror. "Suck on this, baby," she whispered, placing the pile of shit on the rim of the baby bottle.

She watched as he hesitated for a moment, then started to suck on the bottle. She could feel the shit oozing down his throat, but he didn't seem to mind. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying it. A sense of relief washed over her as she realized that she had managed to feed him after all.

As she watched him devour the bottle, she couldn't help but feel a little turned on by the thought of him eating her shit. It was a dirty, taboo secret that she couldn't stop thinking about. She had always been fascinated by the idea of toilet slavery, and now that she had experienced it firsthand, she couldn't get enough.

As the baby finished the bottle and started to fall asleep in her arms, she couldn't help but wonder what else she could do to explore this newfound fascination. The possibilities were endless, and she was eager to explore them all. Nanny's adventure into toilet slavery had only just begun.