My beloved dirty innocence approached me, eagerly requesting to use the bathroom. I granted her permission, with the stipulation that she must defecate, get filthy, and consume her excrement. Upon hearing my demands, her eyes sparkled with excitement and she eagerly agreed. Watch as feces seeps out of her adorable bottom. My depraved lover, glowing with delight, I knew she would revel in it, seizing the opportunity to present herself in all her glory. She smears herself with feces, writhing and posing, experiencing complete bliss. It is these emotions that I cherish in her. A little feces in her mouth, she relishes, consumes, but claims that my feces taste better, a sycophant.