Consuming the meal proved to be quite the challenge, bringing me to the brink of tears and causing me to sniffle. The ladies were entertained by my struggle. It had been nearly two years since I last tasted Yana’s feces, and I had grown accustomed to Christina’s flavor in the meantime. Hence, the thought of consuming a new woman’s excrement was a source of anxiety for me. Yana’s feces were abundant with grains, producing a loud crunching sound as I chewed. The ladies found it amusing.
I approached this session with apprehension and made an effort to locate another slave for the task, but to no avail. Everyone is aware that Yana consistently produces a substantial amount of feces and her excrement is often watery, occasionally even resembling diarrhea. My heart began to race as I retrieved two plates and the ladies turned their bottoms towards me. The moment Yana began to defecate, I detected that distinctive odor, it was the aroma of Yana, and the feces flowed from her anus without end, I was aware that I would have to consume every last morsel, and her feces were infused with vaginal secretions. If Christina had defecated with such force, I might have given in. Before I had the opportunity to swallow what was in my mouth, there was already another full spoonful of feces in front of my mouth. The ladies kept urging me on, encouraging me by spooning more and more into my mouth.