Natalia Kapretti - treatment of colds with shit

I was feeling a little under the weather, with a nasty cold slowly taking over my body. Instead of heading to the doctor or stocking up on cough drops and medicine, I decided to take matters into my own hands and concocted a unique method of treatment. My method involved using my own shit as medicine!

At first, the taste was awful, but as I continued to consume my own feces, it began to grow on me. I started to understand why my shit-eating partner loved it so much and couldn't get enough of it. In fact, he missed it terribly while he was away on business. I imagined him eagerly awaiting his return home so that he could once again indulge in my delicious nutrient-rich feces.

During those long, lonely nights, when all I could think about was shitting and my partner's eager mouth waiting for it, I would spend hours creating little molds of my shit. It was my way of keeping him close to my heart when we were apart. The anticipation of him finally getting to savor each and every morsel of my shit kept me warm on those cold, lonely nights.

When he finally returned home, he was greeted with open arms and an eager ass ready to be filled. He couldn't wait to taste the fruits of my labor; the fruits of my sickness. As he carefully removed each shit mold from its special prepared bed, he kissed it gently before placing it in his mouth. With each chew and swallow, he grew more and more excited, knowing that he was getting stronger by consuming my shit. And so, our shit-filled love story continued to unfold, blurring the lines between love and depravity, desire and necessity.