Fart Slave Story

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Fart Slave Story
This is half based on a true story of a relationship I had with a friend of mine awhile back. We started texting again and Monica thought it was pretty hot. Amily used to use me on a fairly regular basis (not every day and not even every week). The beginning part of the story is close to the truth, but with a lot more resistance on my part because I wasn't sure she was being sincere.
Amily and I met through a friend before Stephanie, even and I was very timid about poop and being a toilet because I'd probably only had 2 or so women use me in that time frame and I was really bad at it. A lot of the time, it was accidental or kind of forced. Things were kind of hard and I didn't know how to talk to anyone about it.
But then Amily showed up and solved the problem for me. We talked about it and eventually it led to an agreement where I got to eat her shit quite regularly. It was the first time I'd ever had an arrangement to be a toilet and nothing more. No sex, no romance, just one person pooping in the other person's mouth. This story is kind of my catharsis working through that, because it's been kind of difficult to talk about, for some reason... I let Amily shit in my mouth at least weekly and allowed someone that was my friend use me in ways a human shouldn't be used. I think it's hard to talk about because Amily was my friend but then evolved into my owner and now whenever we talk, she just asks about shitting in my mouth. She was one of the first women to cross that line with me. I sometimes miss her friendship, but I'm also grateful that she was willing to show me how powerful being someone's toilet can be.
Here is the story
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There are just some times in your life when things go perfectly.
I'd always been a bit timid with women when it came to expressly stating my desires. That's because my desire was to eat shit and be a toilet.
It started from farts... Well from butts. My neighbor once sat on my head "as punishment" and it made me get my first sensations "down there".
Then that same neighbor and I made a bet. She said I'd have to smell her butt, take an actual whiff of her butt. This was before puberty, but I knew I liked the idea a whole lot.
After that, it came in waves. There was a girl at school that was known for farting. It was kind of mean and probably just a rumor, but I made a bet with her about making a basket. If I made it, she had to kiss Brad, the weird kid. If I missed it, she could fart in my face. We were just coming into our bodies at that point, but she was developing and I intentionally missed the basket. I remember sniffing her fart and inhaling it through my nose.
From there, I couldn't help but think of ways to get my face near butts. I got called out for it in high school when I ate the ass of one of the cheerleaders. She told everyone and I was so embarrassed. But then one of her friends came to me, sheepishly, and told me she thought it sounded so hot, getting her ass eaten.
When we started, she farted almost immediately in my mouth. She had planned this to embarrass me, but instead I was so turned on. She spent the next hour farting in my mouth and humiliating me. She even recorded it and shared it around the school. I was the star basketball player and here she had me on video eating her farts. I didn't care too much and escaped when I went to college.
That's when I met her. At orientation, no less. She was gorgeous, a half-Black/White Goddess. She had curly hair that was frizzy and big with a smile to match. She had an infectious laugh and a stellar body. She was wearing these jean shorts and a white spaghetti strap tank. But for some reason, I just wasn't that into her sexually. I can't figure it out, because she's gorgeous, but I knew I had to talk to her.
It turned out that I was making a lifelong friend, and that was enough.
Years passed and we went through boyfriends and girlfriends alongside one another. Amily saw me cry and heard me talk about a lot of things, but one thing I'd kept bottled up since high school was my fetish.
But it hadn't gone away and was only growing stronger. I no longer wanted just farts or to watch someone shit... I wanted to EAT someone's shit. I wanted to be the toilet for a beautiful woman.
I knew it was gross, but I couldn't help it. But I also didn't want to talk to any of my girlfriend's about it ever since I told one woman and she was so grossed out that she threw up in my toilet, flushed, and left.
Time had passed and I was in my mid-20s. Life was supposed to be fun, and it was, mostly, but it was also miserable. The only thing I'd ever wanted to do was be a toilet, but I couldn't. A young woman and I dated for 5 months and we were at dinner. I told her in the restaurant that I wanted her to fart in my mouth and she stood up. She told me I was gross and that this was over. I stayed at the restaurant and drank three bottles of wine and had 3 shots. I texted Amily about the breakup and she said she was grabbing some vodka for her, beer for me, and would head to my place.
When Amily came over that night, I was a drunken mess. I was crying and lamenting another failed relationship. She started to get drunk, too.
About half the bottle of vodka in, Amily leaned in and said, "Why did we never hook up? I'm hot, you're hot."
"Yeah, but I don't think we ever saw one another that way."
"We didn't, but still? We met in college. Hot guys and hot girls hook up and fuck in college. How did we not?"
"I dunno," I said, "I think I was maybe, like, saving you? I dunno. I never really thought about it. Did you WANT to hook up?"
"No," she said, "It's not like that. It's more like... I dunno. I feel like we would have some kind of connection. Like we should be doing something together. There was like a purpose or a reason? I felt like I was always meant to be a catalyst for you."
"And why do all these bitches keep ducking out on you?! You're a catch and a half!"
And then I said something I thought I'd never say to anyone else, ever. I said something I'd only say if I were drunk...
"Amily, it's because I want to eat their shit. I don't and haven't, but I have ALWAYS wanted to be someone's toilet. But every time I tell a beautiful woman that, they just tell me how gross I am and how disgusting it is."
"I mean, they're not wrong. It would be fucking disgusting to have someone's shit in your mouth."
Amily sat up, "Imagine, someone's fucking mouth wide open and then your turd just kind of hits the back of their throat... They'd be humiliated. It wouldn't really impact you, though. You'd just be taking a shit and they'd have to deal with it."
I was half following because I was drunk, "Yeah, but I would want to be the person underneath. I would want to be the one to deal with it. I would want to be the toilet."
"Yeah, but I don't really hate the idea of taking a shit on someone. In fact, it sounds like it might be kind of fun. Especially if it was someone you knew. Talk about a trump card in arguments. If you ever tried to back talk me, I could just tell you to get on the ground and open your mouth and just take a shit in your mouth. Boom! Argument over! I win because your mouth is full of my poop! Hahahahahaha!"
"I'm saying let's do this! Let's get my colon empty and your mouth full! Let's fill your mouth up with my shit!"
I had a raging erection, but I was also wasted, "I'm not doing this tonight, Amily. I'll throw up."
"You're going to throw up, for sure. My shit smells awful. It's shit!"
"I don't really know about this..."
"About what? I mean, do you want the person shitting on you to be nice about it? Mean? Indifferent?"
I thought about it, "I think I'd like to try all of it. Maybe not nice. It's more about being dominated. The other person just truly turning you into their toilet with no regard for you. I think about it and if they're indifferent to me, I think that makes it really hot. It's like you're just a toilet. Someone being mean and talking down to you the entire time, which would be their right. You're a toilet and they're using you. They can say whatever they like to you."
"But being nice about it is weird?"
"Ok. Then it's settled. My shit is going to be your dinner, tomorrow. I'll be over around 5. I usually shit around 6. I'm going to be indifferent toward you because I don't really know how it's going to feel for me. I think I might like it, but who knows. Maybe I hate making your mouth full of my shit."
We both laughed, and I went to sleep thinking it was a joke.
When I woke up, Amily had left a doughnut, coffee, and a note on the table. She remembered what kind from college.
The note said, "Looking forward to seeing what all the fuss is about tonight. Enjoy this chocolate before you get MY chocolate later. I think mine will taste much better. XOXO -Amily."
Her signature had a real flourish to it. What the hell did she mean by HER chocolate, though?
And then all at once, the conversation came crashing back into me... I told her I wanted to be a toilet...
I texted her, "Amily, hey I was just kidding around last night."
She responded immediately, "I wasn't. Neither were you. I think this could be me really helping you out."
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