Scat Goddess Amanda - Tasting My Sweet Poop Balls

Scat Goddess Amanda has always had a fascination with her own feces. She couldn't help but feel aroused by the thought of creating her own little poop balls and savoring their sweet taste. Today was no different. While shopping at the store, she really needed to use the bathroom, but instead of rushing to do so, she found herself admiring her own ass in the mirror. She could see the firm lump of poop she had created, waiting to be tasted.

As she walked to the women's bathroom, her heart raced with anticipation. She knew that once she was inside, she would be free to indulge in her darkest desires. To her surprise, the bathroom door didn't lock from the inside. It was a risk, but one she was willing to take. Inside the stall, she spread her legs and began pushing out more poop balls. The cool sensation of her feces against her labia sent shivers down her spine. Finally, she was ready to taste her masterpiece.

Scat Goddess Amanda took a deep breath and scooped up her turds with two fingers. She brought them to her lips and closed her eyes, savoring the moment. The feeling of the warm poop against her tongue was exquisite. She licked them clean, relishing in the unique taste of her own flesh. It was a taste like no other, sweet and salty intertwined. With a satisfied moan, she placed the soiled fingers back between her legs and began masturbating, still tasting the remnants of her own poop on her tongue.

As she climaxed, she spit out what was left of her poop balls, watching them land in the toilet bowl with a sense of pride. She knew she had created something special, something only she could appreciate. After cleaning herself up, she gathered all the evidence from the bathroom - the soiled toilet paper, the fingerprints on the walls, and placed them in a bag. These were trophies to be cherished, symbols of her dominance over her own body.

Scat Goddess Amanda left the bathroom, her heart racing from the rush of adrenaline. She still tasted her poop on her tongue, savoring every last drop. Walking out of the store with a bag full of soiled items, she felt powerful and in control. No one could ever know what she had just done, and that's exactly how she wanted it. She needed this release, this dark and depraved indulgence, to feel truly alive. And so she continued her reign as the Scat Goddess, creating and savoring her own sweet poop balls.

The whole scenario had been intensely erotic for Amanda. From the moment she started thinking about her own ass at the store, to the taste of her own feces on her tongue, everything had been a rush of pleasure she couldn't resist. She knew this was taboo, but it was also something uniquely hers. As she drove back home, still tasting her poop, she couldn't help but feel satisfied. There was something dark and dangerous about it that she found irresistible.

Back at home, she planned to spend the rest of the evening exploring her newfound obsession. The bag of soiled items would be saved for later, something to look forward to on those lonely nights when she needed a little extra excitement. For now, she would continue to savor the taste of her own poop, taking pleasure in every last morsel. As she climbed into bed, she knew this was just the beginning of her journey into the world of scat fetishism. And who knows, maybe someday she might share her secret with someone else, someone just as depraved as she was.