Natalia Kapretti - Chocolate peas for the shit-eaters

Natalia Kapretti had been holding her shit in for far too long. She was at a party, surrounded by friends and strangers alike, but all she could think about was finding a bathroom. The problem was, every time she found one free, someone else would walk in right after her. She'd tried sitting on the edge of the tub, pushing her body weight against the porcelain in a feeble attempt to force something out, but nothing was happening. Finally, after hours of waiting and desperate pleading with her colon, something gave way. Natalia let out a sigh of relief as she felt the first wave of diarrhea hit her ass. She didn't have time to reach for toilet paper before a torrent of thick, chocolatey shit exploded from her gaping asshole. The sweet, pungent smell filled the air around her, drawing gasps of shock and delight from the others in the room. Natalia felt a mix of embarrassment and arousal coursing through her veins as she watched her prized creation slide down her thighs and puddle at her feet. She had no idea how much she'd actually shat out - it felt like she'd emptied her entire digestive system - but she knew one thing for sure: this was some seriously good shit for any shit-eater. As the last traces of her waste disappeared into the carpet, Natalia let out a contented moan. "Fuck," she whispered, pressing a trembling hand against her aching asshole. "I'm so glad that's over." She looked down at the mess she'd made, then back up at the faces staring at her in shock and awe. A slow, wicked grin spread across her face. "Who wants some chocolate peas?" One by one, the onlookers raised their hands, their eyes gleaming with hungry anticipation. Natalia hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered herself to her knees, her dress pooling around her hips. "You guys really want this?" she asked, looking up at them from beneath her lashes. The chorus of affirmative groans echoed through the room. With a small, victorious sigh, Natalia reached down between her legs, her fingers sinking into the warm, sticky mess that coated her inner thighs. She scooped up a handful of her waste, raised it to her mouth, and took a bite. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she savored the rich, chocolatey flavor. "Mmmm," she moaned, licking her lips and reaching for another fistful of shit. "This is actually really--Oh!" She let out a yelp as a pair of hands clamped down on her shoulders, holding her steady. Turns out, one of her friends had decided to help her out. "Thanks, Angela," she panted, looking up at her with a coy smile. "You're my hero." Natalia rose back up to her feet, still holding handfuls of her freshly shat-out chocolate chip cookies. She started passing them out to the eager participants, watching as they dove face-first into her creamy delights. It was a sight to behold; a room full of people, their faces smeared with shit and smiles, moaning in delight as they savored every bite of Natalia's incredible shit. As she waited for her turn, Natalia's eyes drifted around the room, taking in all the mess and chaos. This was what she lived for: the look of pure ecstasy on someone's face as they tasted her shit for the first time. She couldn't help but feel a surge of power coursing through her veins. She was in control here, and they all knew it. Finally, it was Natalia's turn. Angela handed her a fistful of shit, grinning from ear to ear. "Here you go, Nat," she said, her voice shaking with excitement. "Eat up." With a wink and a nod, Natalia took the proffered shit and started to stuff it into her mouth. As she chewed and swallowed, she couldn't help but wonder: was there anything hotter than watching someone enjoy your shit as much as they were enjoying hers right now? As she stood there, surrounded by all these filthy, delicious creatures, Natalia realized that she had found her true calling. She was born to make people smile with her shit, and she would never, ever regret it.