Eat My Caviar - Poop Diary 13th May

As I rummaged through my bag, feeling a growing unease in my bowels, I realized with a start that I had forgotten my tripod. My shitty situation was about to get worse; I was bound and determined to capture a new scat video log for all of you dirty minds out there.

With my ass clenched tightly in anticipation, I continued searching for a solution. I knew I couldn't wait any longer; my ass was about to bust open with all the pressure building up inside. Begrudgingly, I decided to improvise and make do without my necessary equipment.

I made my way over to the toilet, positioning myself so that only the tip of my cock was visible over the edge of the bowl. My asshole was still clenched shut, but I was getting closer to giving in. The waiting game was killing me.

With a deep breath, I relaxed my anal muscles, allowing my tiptoed enthusiasm to seep into the porcelain throne beneath me. The familiar warmth spread throughout my abdomen as I lowered myself onto the cool surface. It was time.

The feeling of my engorged asshole opening up was strangely arousing. It stretched and welcomed the intrusion, inviting me to fill it with my filth. I began to share every ounce of discomfort as it slowly oozed out from within me.

I let out a low groan as the first thick strand of caviar made its way through the tight ring of muscles and plunged into the waiting abyss below. Relief flooded my body as one by one, my bowels released their burden into the awaiting toilet.

My eyes fluttered shut as the wave of pleasure washed over me. I couldn't hold back any longer; I had to watch as my infernal creation descended into the depths of the bowl below. My heart raced with anticipation as I peered over the edge once more, mesmerized by the spectacle before me.

There it was, my beautiful creation - a veritable feast for the eyes. A thick stream of sticky shit, interspersed with streaks of rich, black cum. It was truly a work of art. Without hesitation, I leaned over and scooped up a giant glob of my masterpiece, eagerly bringing it to my mouth.

The coolness of the shit against my tongue was intoxicating. I savored the taste, letting it melt slowly over my taste buds before swallowing it down. With a smile, I reached into the bowl once again, fishing out another generous helping of my precious caviar. This time, I took my time, allowing the warmth to seep away before indulging in the exquisite flavor that only fresh scat can provide.

As I relished in the satisfaction of my meal, I couldn't help but admire the beauty of it all. The scent of garbage and human waste permeated the air as I slowly made my way back to the living room. A shimmer of sweat broke out on my brow as I realized just how much time had passed since I had begun my mission. But no matter; the momentary discomfort was worth every single second. I was ready for another round already.

Eagerly, I positioned myself once more over the toilet bowl, anticipating the rush of pleasure that would soon overtake me. The excitement building within me was almost too much to bear; I couldn't wait to share another installment of my personal diary with all of you poo-obsessed freaks out there. And so, the process began anew – another chapter in the never-ending story of human depravity and desperation…all in the name of getting off, of course!