Original by SiCiAiT can be found here: https://www.mistressdestiny.com/threads/advertisement-for-toilet-slave.403327/
This is maybe my favorite of all time, but I always read it and have to trick my brain into thinking it's a woman doing the scat and not a man. The callous nature that the writer captures, though... It's not been my experience in general, but it's so fucking good. The fucking degradation the writer pushes into your mind. I've essentially kept 99% of what SiCiAiT wrote, so it's mostly just plagerized, but I changed a few things around to make it a woman instead of a man.
That scat forum is awesome, btw, if you're into that. Check it out.
June 3, 2011
Looking to fulfill my lifelong fantasy to be used as someone’s toilet. You must be able to take a good healthy shit. Nothing hard and nothing runny. I’ll be your welling servant and ask you not to show me any mercy. That means you sit with your asshole in my mouth so there is only one direction for it to go and let it all out until you are empty. Email me if interested at [email protected].
June 4, 2011
toilet4me, I have always wanted to do this to someone. I keep myself very healthy and have no diseases. I do have a boyfriend and would like this to be kept a secret. You ask for someone to do this and show you No Mercy. I would like to say maybe we should take this slow and work up to being used fully. Also, I have a really big butt. Hope that is not a problem. -Juliette
June 8, 2011
Thanks for contacting me. I really want someone to show me no mercy, so I’m going to have to pass. Thanks again. -toilet4you
June 9, 2011
I mean, I want to use you as my toilet, so I would be willing to do no mercy, but I think you really should think this through. If we do this and I am to show no mercy, you really will be sorry. I'll make sure of that. Take your time and think it through, but I think we should start slow. -Juliette
August 28, 2011
Hey, are you still interested? I have decided that I want this so bad. Also, I want you to show No Mercy. If you can’t do that then I’ll just wait for someone else. I also would like to keep this a secret too, so my lips are sealed. -toilet
August 29, 2011
Ok if that’s what you want. When would you like to do this? -Juliette
August 31, 2011
How about this Monday, September 5 in the early morning around 5:00 or 6:00. -toilet
August 31, 2011
Ok sounds good I know this park that has their bathrooms open all night. They keep it very clean inside and no one is there that early in the morning. I’ll send you a map. See you Monday. -Juliette
September 5, 2011
Now are you sure you want me to do this? -Juliette
Yes. -toilet
You still want me to show no mercy? -Juliette
Yes, the safe word is turkey. Is that ok? -toilet
Sure, lie down on the ground, and remember you asked me to show you no mercy. I still think you should take this slowly but you won’t let me talk you out of it. -Juliette
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I was on the ground and saw her. I saw how insane her body proportions were and recognized her as one of those fetish models online. I had no idea we lived so close. I swallowed hard as she entered the bathroom...
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When I walked in, I couldn't help but laugh. I saw your legs peeking from under the stall. I turned around and locked the door. Nobody would come through, but just in case, I didn't want to rush. I needed to fully empty my bowels and I would ONLY empty them into your toilet mouth. No mercy, right?
I lowered my pants and looked over at you. I can see in your eyes that you or scared and excited all at the same time, but only if you knew what I knew. I walk over and stepped over your chest so my left leg was on your left side.
“Last chance to run” I say to you.
You say nothing back and just open your mouth. Your fantasies are about to be fulfilled but only if you knew what I knew you might have wanted to take this slower. I squat down so my knees pin your arms to your sides and my feet keep your head still. I feel your body tremble under me. You might think it's excitement but maybe your body knows what I know. I hear you swallow hard and try to control your breathing as I lower my asshole closer to your opened mouth. As my ass cheeks just touch your face I can feel the sweet dripping from your face. I let out a fart and I hear you gasp at the smell.
“Yeah they smell bad” I say out loud, through some laughter and fart again. It's too late now for you to do anything about it, so I want you to know how fucking big the mistake you made was. My fart reeks, and that's even with it being my own brand. I can't imagine the hell you're going through right now.
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She farted and... Oh my god. Her fart! It is so fucking terrible. I don't know what the hell I was thinking. But I can't chicken out right now. Not yet... Her giant ass cheeks keep pushing down on me. I have a hard time breathing, but she adjusts so I don't suffocate...
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Just as my asshole touches your lips, I feel you kiss my asshole and then I put a little more pressure down enough for you to breathe through your nose. I let out another fart and I smell nothing this time but I hear you muffle something. I shut my eyes and pretend I’m on my toilet at home. My asshole starts to expand and the tip of the beast inside my asshole starts to slide out. Your body starts to shake harder as it touches your tongue. This is going to feel good to let this out. I push a little and the turd slides down your tongue farther and hits the back of your throat. I feel you gagging on it but remember you said No Mercy. Just as I sense you are trying to swallow, I started to push harder knowing you just opened your throat to me. You start to try and move your hands, so I tighten my knees to your sides harder.
I keep pushing thinking just how far my shit is down your throat. You try to move your head knowing this is too much for you to handle. So I squeezed my feet tighter to your head. No mercy, toilet. You're not escaping this. Every bit of my shit is going in your mouth and down your throat, now.
I tried to warn you that you should take it slow but you wanted me to show you No Mercy. I keep pushing knowing that you are fighting for your life. You start kicking your feet wildly as my shit pushes through your esophagus. I think there's a sale on handbags that I should look into... I realize how casual my thoughts are as I keep pushing my shit though my rectum, out through my ass sphincter and past your throat sphincter and down into your stomach. You are trying with all your might to move but I just held on and kept pushing. You said no mercy. You said you wanted to be a toilet. Well I've never showed a toilet mercy before, and I'm not fucking starting today...
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I have tried saying turkey 100 times, but she holds me tight and I can't move. In fact, she's shitting with such force that her poop just fucking packs my mouth and opened my throat hole, so I can't even talk. At this point, even though she's using my mouth as her toilet, it feels more like she's gone past that thought in her head. She's not using my mouth as her toilet, she's just using her toilet, which happens to be my mouth. She no longer views me as human, and that's obvious...
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“All you have to say is turkey” I laughed out loud.
You did not think of that safe word too well, did you. I keep pushing thinking of what it would sound like for someone with a mouth full of shit to say Turkey.
Yeah, you are a turkey for allowing someone to use you in this way. I push the end of this turd out and sit there waiting for the next. I can feel the strength leaving your body. I start to push harder and faster this time because I forgot to tell you something I know. I can feel this trud collide with the first and start to push harder. I see the tip of the first one push against the wall of your stomach.
“Wow that is cool. My poop is just right there. I can see my shit inside you,” I yelled. I want you to hear me talking about you as my toilet. I want you to feel the shame. I want you to lose whatever dignity someone could ever have. Even if you had these thoughts before, you hadn't acted on them, so there was still SOME level of humanity in you. But not now, not anymore. Now, you're my toilet. I can't even view you as anything else.
That reminds me of that movie with the aliens. The pressure inside of me starts to subside. I can feel your cheeks stretching with every push. Your body can hold only so much. I finished off with the last push and raised my ass up, still pointing my asshole at your face. I rip one final, nasty fart. It's long and loud, humiliating you as I'm sure the ass gas I blasted was warm against your skin. We can both smell the dump I took now, wide open. It's fucking awful. My shit smells so terrible that even I don't want to smell it. But it's not in my mouth, is it? No. My shit is in your mouth and your mouth is my toilet.
I don't want to wait for you to finish eating my shit and cleaning your mouth to lick my asshole clean, so I walked over to your pile of clothes and wiped my asshole clean with your shirt. I made sure to get streaks all over the front and then used your pants for good measure, laughing the entire time as you stayed on the ground in pain.
I stepped over you and kneel down next to you. With your weak hand you hold your throat in a choking matter.
“Yes I know you can’t breathe. I told you to take it slow but you wanted your fantasies to be fulfilled so bad you never thought about what could happen. You even came up with a safe word. You dummy, how can you talk if your mouth is full. You should have used a hand motion or something. Also I wanted you to take it slow and only swallow what you could but you insisted on me showing you No Mercy. What I knew is that I held my shit from yesterday morning and also went to Golden Corral yesterday for breakfast, White Castle for lunch and Taco Bell for Dinner. So I know just how much of my shit is stuffed in your body. At least I fulfilled your life long fantasy and made you into my toilet, swallowing all of my shit. Well, almost all. Your mouth looks really packed full of my poop right now. If you ever want to be used like this again, let me know. But know this: I will never show you mercy, now. Any time I use you, it will be like this. No safeword next time, either. You're a toilet to me. You're my toilet, in fact.“
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Her words are harsh and are rattling around in my head. I am trying to stay eating her shit. It's all I can do if I want to survive. I reach my hand up to her...
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I stood up as you reached your weak hand out for help. I don't even acknowledge it and walked over to my pants and slipped them up. Put my shoes on and walked out.
Before I leave, I turn around and say, "Don't spit any of that up. Can't waste any of my dump. Eat my shit."
Wow that was a good, healthy shit. I breathe in the fresh air and walked over to my car. Just as I was about to drive away I remembered that I need to stop off at the store after work. Maybe I can check out those handbags?
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