Toilet Slaves Scatology - Nanny Feeds Adult Baby with Her Own Shit! - Full Movie

As the nanny walked into the nursery, she found her squirming little charge tugging miserably at his diaper, a look of pure desperation on his face. He'd been bugging her for food all morning, and she'd been scrambling to appease him while keeping an eye on the clock. Unfortunately, the house had run out of baby food, and she was starting to panic. But then she had an idea. She looked around the room and spotted a jar of her dried shit sitting on the nearby nightstand. She knew it was a gross, disgusting idea, but it was all she had. "Here you go, baby boy," she said, picking up the jar and holding it out to him. "This is some nice, natural food for you." He looked up at her with trusting eyes, completely unaware of what was about to happen. She placed the jar on the floor in front of him and squatted down over it, letting out a sigh of relief as her full, shit-filled bowels gave way. The scent of her warm, fresh shit filled the room as she unloaded a steaming pile onto the floor. The baby seemed mesmerized by the sight and smell, cooing happily as she began to clean up the mess. With trembling hands, she picked up the bottle and filled it with her shit, letting it drip back into the jar so she could scoop up more. She filled the bottle to the brim, making sure there was plenty for her little charge. Slowly, she placed the bottle on the baby's lips, watching as he opened his mouth obediently. She could hear his little belly rumble with excitement as he started to drink her shit, and she felt a strange mix of disgust and arousal coursing through her veins. "Good boy," she whispered, stroking his hair gently. "You're such a good boy for your nanny." She watched as he finished the bottle, eager for more. She knew this was wrong, but she couldn't help herself. She was getting off on the power exchange as much as the baby was getting off on the taste of her shit. She filled the bottle again, making sure to be extra generous this time. His little mouth was like a vacuum cleaner, sucking down every last drop of her shit. She moaned softly as she watched him, her fingers tracing lightly over his plump little belly. By the time she finally laid him down for his nap, he was content and sleeping soundly, his belly full of warm, nourishing shit. The nanny, on the other hand, felt dirty and ashamed, but also strangely aroused by the experience. She knew she had to find a way to get more food for the baby, but she also knew that she wouldn't be able to resist the temptation of her newfound role as a toilet slave for him.