Blond Filth - Sex Stories

Blond Filth

... and then eleven; twelve and then thirteen. Would it ever end? I felt nauseous. Then, she pushed out the last inch and the log plopped in a perfect wrap onto the plate. Fourteen inches of girl shit! Despite my disgust and queasiness, I was amazed at how perfect and smooth it was and even more, that one girl could lay out fourteen inches of shit. She moved aside and told me to put my face over the plate and to inhale the smell. The stench filled my dizzy head. "Get used to it." She stepped from the table. She pulled the plate of shit near and turned it this way and that while speaking of its beauty. "You see piss-ant, THIS is award winning shit!" What the hell? "Last February at Other World Kingdom in Europe 58 superior females shit on plates like this. Seven judges judged it. I won first place for the best looking shit. I was fifth for texture, second for smoothness, and number two for smell--out of 57 others! The next day, the top ten girls each shit on a plate and our shit was divided into seven parts and put on plates for the seven judges. Each judge had shit from ten girls. All they had to do was taste a little and judge it. But, every one of those judges ate all of the shit from ten different girls! Then, they said my shit was the winner; the best tasting shit of them all. That's why I say it's award winning shit and why you should be grateful to even smell it." Patricia handed her a fork made of pure silver. Athena tapped the shit with the prongs and said, "Mmmmm ...

... perfect texture." It was just too outrageous and I became more certain that it was all just a test and would end soon. Athena set the edge of the fork atop that log approximately two inches from the end and she pushed downward and began to divide her shit which revealed the inside which was composed of disgusting fibers and particles of who-knew-what. She twisted the fork and separated it from the rest and she brought it up before my face. "See? Award winning excrement. Yum, don't you think?" She pushed it under my nose and told me to smell it. She brought it close to my mouth then pulled it away while laughing. Let her have her fun. I knew the bluff. It would be over soon. "So, enough of the games." Aha! I was right! It WAS just a game! "Now let's see how devoted you are." Her eyes flashed. "Bryan, eating shit isn't easy. You will find the earth-dirt flavor difficult at first and you have to learn how to 'process' it so you can swallow. Today it is only two inches, but a month from now you must be able to eat all of my shit every time." She looked at Patricia. "This is delightful, watching a peasant's first time and knowing it isn't easy which means that when he does it, he is proving his peasantry and my superiority." Still, I believed it was a test. "Now Bryan, I want you to open your mouth. (pause) "Open your fucking mouth! Open it or you will be confined! You signed up for this so now it's time for you to follow through. Open your fucking mouth!" It couldn't be real. It had to ...