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Blond Filth

... be the final seconds of the test. Without my approval, my mouth opened. Her face broke into a wide smile. She pushed the fork toward my mouth. Her eyes glazed. Mine closed. "Oooooooo I love this!" she squealed with triumph. "A peasant's first taste of shit--my shit! So exciting!" The fork was under my nose. It stopped. I brightened. The bluff was over! But then, she pushed it forward and I felt the top of her shit brush my lip and I was horrified and frozen. "Now, close your fucking lips. Seal them to the fork. (pause) Very good. Now keep them sealed while I pull this shitty fork out of your mouth!" I was numb and couldn't reason. I couldn't have shit in my mouth--but I did. It overpowered me; paralyzed me; disabled my brain. Athena leaned close. "I am so fucking turned on right now! To eat shit you must start by softly munching. Move your mouth slowly. Feel it squish. You will find the smell and taste awful but in time, you will love it. Now start--- munch softly." My ability to logic had been replaced by the beguiling essence of her shit. Her face tightened. "I gave you an order! Now do it! NOW! Eat .................................... my........................ shit! Do it NOW!" Her command was strong and my mouth obeyed. Her shit mashed in my mouth and against my teeth. I felt sick. She told me to not heave. "That would be disrespectful! You must understand this privilege. You must eat it, piss-ant. Now eat it! Eat my shit! Eat my shit! Amuse me!" She laughed. It was ...

... awful. It was inhuman. I couldn't believe I was doing it. Images of Nicolette's face were all that kept me going. After a few minutes Athena told me to open my mouth and when I did, they both laughed Athena pointed at me. "Look at that! Eating my shit!" she laughed again. "Just how it should be! Just how I love it. Now listen shitface, run your tongue through it and divide it in two. Then swallow half." Swallow? Actually swallow? "You want Nicolette, don't you, piss-ant?" My eyes closed tight with the pressure of my predicament. "Swallow it!" Her voice was afire. "Do it! ..............Eat.................. my .................... SHIT!" She squealed with delight. "Do it! Swallow! NOW!" I used my tongue. Then... then ... I did the unthinkable. I swallowed. It was only a half-bite but I felt devastated. What had become of me? I had swallowed. I had just eaten Athena's shit. That could never be changed, denied, or ever reversed. Patricia offered me a small dose of water while Athena commanded me to swallow the rest. They laughed but Athena praised me for doing it better than she had predicted. She commanded Patricia to take the remaining shit to Brad. "Brad loves driving my discarded cars and wearing our discarded jewelry. He doesn't like eating shit, but that's why he eats it.“ Nicolette's father accepted me as a Socialite, but I had a problem: I hated the depraved secret that I was keeping from the girl I adored. When I kissed Nicolette's mouth, it was not like before. I was ...