Smelly Milana / Poo19 - Group feeding of shit from 3 girls

Welcome to this scatological tale of three girls, Smelly Milana, Poo19, and their companion Christina. They have gathered to engage in a group feeding of their copious feces, each girl taking turns relieving themselves into the waiting mouth of our unfortunate toilet slave. This particular feeding was especially challenging, as the girls chose to use their feces to play a game of chance before determining which one would be served first. The slave's compliance had been secured via some muscular coercion, leaving him no choice but to submit willingly to this depraved act of humiliation and degradation.

Cristina, with her striking green shit, was the first to approach the toilet slave. She bore down heavily, grunting and groaning as she emptied her bowels into his waiting mouth. The taste and texture were unfamiliar to the slave, causing him to gag and struggle against his restraints. However, this only served to fuel the girls' amusement as they watched him suffer through their torment. As the slave struggled to swallow Cristina's feces, Poo19 and Smelly Milana took turns smacking him on the back of the head, urging him to swallow faster. Their gloved hands gripped his face tightly, pressing his lips against Cristina's feces-caked mouth, refusing to let him pull away.

Once Cristina's portion had been fully consumed, the dice were rolled again to determine the next victim. Shit Yana stepped forward, her viscous feces coating the inside of the toilet bowl. The slave could barely see through the wall of putrid sludge as she lowered her body onto him, forcing a thick wad of her shit into his mouth. The taste was foul and overpowering, but still not as potent as Amina's forthcoming deposit. As with Cristina, Poo19 and Smelly Milana took turns striking them from behind, driving Yana's shit further into his gagging throat.

Finally, Amina approached the eagerly waiting toilet slave. Her shit was as hard as stone, refusing to budge even under the forceful pressure of her prolapsed anus. The slave could feel every grain of her feces crunching against his teeth as she unloaded her massive turd into his open mouth. The taste was intense, a potent mix of sugar and decay that overwhelmed his senses. As Amina finished emptying herself, the girls congratulated her on producing the most pungent and flavorful shit of the day. The slave, exhausted and sated, could do nothing but lie back in submission as his newfound addiction took hold.

Despite the unbearable stench and foul taste that filled his senses, the toilet slave found himself yearning for more of this degrading delight. The girls' voices echoed in his head, their promises of even greater feasts and more revolting flavors tempting him to beg for more. It was a perverse cycle, one that he feared he would never escape, but one that he also knew he would never want to give up.