Smelly Milana / Poo19 - Shit-party on the beach

A shit-party on the beach was planned by the four young girls who couldn't wait to indulge in their favorite indulgence: toilet slavery. With them was their adult-married shit slave, Milana, wearing a "Smelly Milana / Poo19" t-shirt, ready to be fed and used by her young mistresses.

They set up chairs under a large umbrella, sitting with their sunscreen-slathered bodies glistening in the hot sun. They chose a spot where they could see the ocean, feeling the warm breeze ruffle their hair as they watched the waves crash against the shore.

As the first one moved closer to Milana, she commanded the slave girl to say what she was there for. "To be fed shit," Milana responded obediently, her mouth watering at the thought of what was about to occur.

The young girl giggled and handed Milana a huge dish of tacos. Milana's face fell as she realized the meal would only serve to worsen her position. She began to eat, trying to hide her discomfort as the other young girls watched with hungry eyes.

One by one, they approached Milana, shoveling fried chicken and large burritos into her already-stuffed mouth. None of them took notice of the smell that was emanating from her as she struggled to digest all the food she was being forced to consume.

As the day wore on, the girls grew bored and decided to take their fun to another level. They manipulated Milana into lying down in the hot sand, commanding her to make herself as smelly and filthy as possible. She moaned, feeling the weight of her full stomach pressing against the thin fabric of her bikini bottom.

The girls laughed as they took turns rubbing their hands through Milana's hair, feeling the warmth of her body and the wetness of her sweat. They smeared her face with ice cream, sending shivers down her spine as the coolness met her feverish skin.

Finally, they decided it was time to finish the party. They gathered around Milana, telling her to get ready to be their human toilet. Without hesitation, she lowered her trembling body into the warm water of the ocean, waiting for one of the girls to take the first shit.

One by one, each girl released a hot, steaming load into Milana's mouth, filling her up to the brim with their waste. They cheered as they watched her struggle to swallow all of it. Her tongue lapped at the edges of the pool, tasting the salty water mixed with the foul flavor of shit.

The sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. Milana emerged from the water, her body covered in sand and seaweed. She stood before her young mistresses, bowing her head in submission as they pulled up their chairs to watch them all enjoy the beautiful view.

"This has been the best shit-party ever!" one of the girls squealed, wrapping an arm around Milana's waist. "Thanks for being a good slave, Milana!"

Milana smiled weakly, feeling the emptiness in her stomach and the fullness in her bowels. She looked out at the ocean, wondering how long it would take for her to digest everything they had given her. But for now, she was content to bask in the glow of her mistresses' approval and the salty taste of their shit on her tongue.