Gotcha! I’ve caught him again, my shit-eater. He managed to evade me for six months, but I’ve finally tracked him down. There’s no escape for him now! He’ll be consuming my feces by the kilogram. At first, he resisted, but I found a way to persuade him. My strap-on was unrelenting, filling his ass without mercy, 24/7, leaving him no choice but to learn his place. A massive pile of shit now sits comfortably in his filthy mouth. He tried to start eating, but he choked and dropped to the floor. Enraged, I shoved his face back into the pile, forcing him to eat every last bit, leaving him no choice but to obey and humbly consume and swallow, again and again.