The sensation of shit against my skin is quite pleasurable. The once pungent smell of shit has now weakened, seeping into my skin. I have no desire to wash it off, but alas, it has already dried and begun to flake off. It is time for a wash. I will deliberately clean myself without the use of soap, allowing the scent of shit to linger around me for a while longer. I will lightly cleanse my ass and give myself a few enemas. Bliss in this dirty shitty water.