Smelly Milana / Poo19 - 5 ladies! Part 3. Megan

The night before, Milana nervously prepared for the biggest challenge of her life - serving five girls at once. She ate a light dinner, hoping it wouldn't upset her stomach later, and drank lots of water to stay hydrated. She couldn't help but feel anxious about the task ahead. After all, the thought of making someone eat her poop was unbearable just a few months ago. But here she was, about to embark on a journey into the darkest depths of her fetish.

As the day of the meeting arrived, Milana found herself shaking uncontrollably. She paced back and forth in her small apartment, trying to calm down. She knew that once she stepped foot into the lavish mansion where the meeting would take place, there would be no turning back. With a deep breath, she gathered her courage and headed out the door.

The moment Milana entered the house, she felt eyes peering down at her from every corner. She could hear whispers and giggles coming from various rooms, and her skin crawled with anticipation. She followed the sound of footsteps down a long hallway until she arrived at a lavish dining room where the other four girls waited for her. They were all dressed in their best lingerie, their faces dripping with makeup, and their eyes glinting with excitement.

"Welcome, Milana," one of the girls said, smirking. "You look like you're going to have a lot of fun tonight." Milana swallowed hard, not trusting herself to speak. She wasn't sure if she had it in her to serve all five of them. But as the girls took their seats and waited for her to begin, there was no turning back.

With shaky hands, Milana unbuttoned her pants and lowered them to her ankles. She felt a surge of heat between her legs as she prepared to give satisfaction to the girls. One by one, they instructed her on what they wanted. Some asked for it fresh, others preferred it pre-digested. Milana did as she was told, pushing the contents of her bowels into a large serving dish. It was the most humiliating experience of her life, but she couldn't deny the thrill she got from it.

By the time she had served everyone, Milana was sweating and shaking. She couldn't believe she had just done that. But as she watched the girls devour her excrement with delight, a strange sense of pride washed over her. For the first time, she felt like she truly belonged to this world of toilet slavery and scat fetishism. The night continued with more servitude, more humiliation, and more arousal than Milana could ever have imagined. And at the end of it all, as she lay exhausted in bed, she knew that she would never leave this life behind.

Before heading off to sleep though, Milana couldn't resist taking a quick look at her phone. She had a message notification from one of the girls she had served. "That was amazing," it read. "Can't wait to do it again." A smile spread across Milana's face. It might be dark and twisted, but it was her kind of dark and twisted. And she couldn't wait to see what would happen next.

The end.