Maya spent a week with me, during which I used her as my personal toilet, relieving myself every day. She eagerly consumed everything with enthusiasm and fervor. Today marks her departure, yet she lingers, slowly savoring each mouthful of waste, prolonging her pleasure. I gaze upon her, filled with joy and pride. What a refined and aristocratic shit-eater I have trained, and how she cherishes every morsel of excrement. In moments like these, I am overwhelmed with happiness.