Late the previous night, I found myself wrestling with an overpowering urge to defecate, just as I was about to retire for the day. Initially, soft stool trickled out, gradually building into a steady flow. Upon finishing, I found myself unable to resist the temptation to explore further. Using my fingers, I gently wiped the area, bringing the digits to my nose for a cautious whiff. Intrigued by the scent, I surrendered to the desire and placed the fingers in my mouth, savoring the unique taste. The experience proved surprisingly alluring, drawing me in for more.