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Dinner Time

Do you mind, I’m trying to eat my dinner here. Yes, I know it’s disgusting, but this is my diet thanks to your brother. What? he says I deserve the curse I got. I mean yeah, I shouldn’t have called him a fag, but don’t you think this is overkill. Not only am I stuck on a shit-only diet but I need my ass fucked at least three times a day, and I’m not even gay. I still have ten months to get through before the curse is possibly lifted.

Hey, before you go, this is so embarrassing to ask considering how long we’ve been friends, but do you think you can fuck my ass. I hate asking, but the need is so bad, and if I don’t get at least three loads up my ass a day then…well lets just say the consequences are extremely painful.

Hungry

[Companion Story to Thristy]

For Scott, growing up with his best friend Dillon, fags had been the most disgusting thing in the world to him. He enjoyed beating them up as much as his friend did, and then came the fateful day when he and his buddies had followed a fag into an alley and beat him close to death. The other three guys had pissed into the fag’s mouth, commenting on how the fag must love piss since he was a disgusting piece of trash, and of course Scott had to take it one step further. He was the kind of guy who had to always outdo everyone else, so he had taken it to the extreme and actually took a shit in the unconscious fag’s mouth.

When Scott awoke the next day he was no longer at his apartment, but in bed with the fag he had just beaten up. He was instantly hungry, and his hunger was for one disgusting thing, shit, the only thing he could now eat.

Scott spends his days as the shit slave of the fag he had beaten up, unable to disobey, and always hungry for more shit, whether it comes from a toilet bowl or straight from the source, his master and/or his master’s friends. He hates himself because he knows now he’s even lower than a faggot, he’s a faggot’s toilet.

Diapers and Obediance

 

I seriously had no ideal how I had got there or how I had ended up in this predicament. I must have gotten black out drunk last night with my buds, but that still doesn’t explain this mess I am in, or even who this strange old guy is.

I can’t take the pacifier out of my mouth, my fingers just won’t let me, nor will they let me take the diaper off, which is wet in the front from my piss. This guy says he’ll help me. He says that he can remove the pacifier from my mouth, but I must pledge my eternal obedience to him. Fuck that.

As humiliating as it is, I leave his apartment and try to find someone else who can help me. But no one else seems to be able to get their hands anywhere close to my pacifier. And then I feel the build up in my ass, and I know I will be shitting myself if I don’t figure this out right away.

So, I return to the old man who doesn’t seem surprised to see me back. He asks me if I pledge my eternal obedience to him again, and I nod my head yes, even though I don’t sincerely mean it. He then frees my mouth which is a relief.

“Now show me your obedience by sucking my cock,” the man says. There’s no fucking way that is going to happen. First off, I’m straight as an arrow, and second this guy rubs me the wrong way. And yet I find myself falling to my knees, digging his hard-on out, and shoving it in my mouth. I can’t stop myself; some invisible force is forcing me to obey this man.

A minute or so later when I come up for a much-needed breath, I ask about my diaper.

“I think it will be quite a few years before you outgrow your need for diapers,” my new master says. I find myself forced back down, taking his large cock in my mouth, as I take a large dump in my diaper, unable to hold it back any longer.

Father Toilet

I’ve been stuck in this house for four years now. I miss my family, my house, my freedom. I’m in hell, Master always finds new things to torment me with. I’d been so happy if he would just stop making me eat shit.

I had just finished cleaning the clogged-up toilet with only my mouth when Master declared he had a surprise for me. The surprise is my worst nightmare. It’s my son, Chad. But Chad isn’t here to be a slave like me, no, Chad is here because apparently he’s dating Master.

“You ready for another helping of shit,” Chad asks. And I find myself eating shit directly from my son’s ass. I now have two masters, and I’m not sure how my life could get any worse.

Smart Mouth

John being the arrogant drunk he was, had pissed off a witch by telling her that she needed to learn to take it in the mouth like all bitches should. That’s what led to him waking up to be locked away in this concrete box, with a dildo suctioned to each of the walls. He found himself unable to do anything but suck on one of those dildos.

After a day of this cursed life the witches voice appeared in his head and asked him what he thought. He replied with “Is that the best you got bitch” which was a mistake on his part for she then decided to show him how much worse she could make it for him.

Now, every day twenty dildos appear within his box, each one covered in men’s shit. It is his job to clean them with his mouth while taking one of the ones suctioned to the floor up his ass. It’s also his job to service any dick that is stuck through the glory hole.

John has learned his lesson to keep his smart mouth shut because curses can always get worse.

 

Restroom Fag

Tony had been just another lazy, do-nothing tough guy who was more interested in fucking chicks, smoking and riding motorcycles than he was in finding a job.

Then the Job Placement Act was put through and Tony found his life changed. He had a total of 30 Days to find employment or he would be enslaved to the government and placed in a job of their choosing.

He didn’t believe they would actually do anything to him, but now he knows better. They installed a Control Chip in the back of his neck and gave him the newly created job of Restroom Fag. His contract was leased by a local fetish gay bar where he now works around the clock, cleaning toilets and urinals with only his tongue and providing any sexual services to any gay man who enters and requests it. He doesn’t even get to eat food anymore, to make him more efficient at his job his digestive system was altered to only allow him to digest shit, which this restroom seems to see plenty of.

He can’t wait until he hits the new retirement age of 85, though that’s still 43 years away.

The Shit Eating Contest

When Harold had signed up for a food eating contest at the local fair, he found it strange to see that there were two different sheets to sign on, and he decided to sign the one with only two other names on it. That was a big mistake.

When he showed up the day of the contest, and they couldn’t find him anywhere on their sheets for entry, Harold was confused until a nice man took him and led him to the contest that he had signed up for. Once he was in the room, he found himself stuck, as some kind of magic took ahold of him and he entered a true nightmare.

Instead of the regular food eating contest, he had signed himself up for the shit-eating contest, in which there were four other competitors and only the winner got to return to their regular life afterwards.

Harold tried his hardest to win, as gross and disgusting as it was, he knew losing was going to be even worse. But he did lose, and found his mind transformed. For losing he found himself with a new life. He’s now a dirty hobo always searching for a man who'll let him eat from their ass. He’s more than willing to do anything just to get a small taste of another man’s shit.

A year passed and the shit eating contest was held once again. Harold knew he had a chance to win his freedom back and go back to his old life. He managed to win quite easily, and he was given a choice, return to his old life or become a full-on shit slave to another man. Harold didn’t hesitate to choose the life of an actual slave, how could he resist the opportunity for more shit.

Harold now lives his life as a human toilet slave to the man who ran the carnival that put the contest on in the first place.

Holy Water

Tommy was tired of his pastor father Jeremy not letting him do anything fun. Tommy wasn’t religious like his dad, and when he came across a black magic spell book and the “Holy Curse” he couldn’t help but cast it on his father.

Jeremy is now pretty much nothing more than a slave. Being cursed with the “Holy Curse” mean’s he needs to worship anything that has the word ‘holy’ before it. His son being aware of this started referring to certain things in the house as holy. He added holy to a lot of perverted things; his cock was now the ‘holy cock’, his ass the ‘holy ass’, his piss the ‘holy piss’, the dildo’s he bought for this were the ‘holy toys’ and of course any shit that goes into the ‘holy toilet’ is ‘holy shit’.

Tommy can’t deny he wished he would have found this curse a few years ago. Being able to control his dad in such a perverted way was truly awesome.

 

A Weird Curse

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Janitor's Revenge

Jason thought he was so much better than that faggot janitor. He didn’t mind letting the guy know either. Big mistake. Turns out the Janitor enjoys his job, takes pride in it, gets off on it. And he gets off on degrading straight guys like Jason. There’s something magical about the janitor too, because here Jason is, in the men’s room, trying to keep from shoving his face back into that dirty toilet. He can’t take anymore. The janitor says if Jason can clean all the men’s toilets in the building before 6 then he will let him go free. The catch is that he must do it all by mouth. If he fails then he will live out the rest of his days as an actual toilet. Of course, Jason didn’t believe that, until this toilet here started talking, telling him he was once a member of this law firm before the janitor got ahold of him. If Jason could go any faster right now he would.

 

Going Home

 

Todd had warned his little brother Rider, but Rider simply didn’t listen.

Rider had been out of his father's house for three years. He'd tried going to college but had flunked out his second semester. He'd managed to get himself a job as a mechanic but got himself fired from that for sleeping with his bosses wife. So, like the prodigal son, was out of money, out of a job, out of and out of a place to live, so the only thing left for him to do was crawl back home to his dad with no dignity left.

Rider wrote his brother Todd a week before he was set to move back home. A few days later, the day before he was to vacate his apartment, he received a letter back that simply read "Stay Away. Pop's Changed." Rider read it and pitched it, ignoring his brother's wise advice immediately. The guy was always overexaggerating and a worrywart.

A cab dropped him off at his childhood home with his two suitcases the following Tuesday. He was excited to see his family again, he found his Pop on the porch waiting to greet him. Everything seemed fine, well until he went inside. He placed his bags down against the wall and that’s when he saw his brother. Todd was on the couch, legs spread wide while he fucked his asshole with two dildos at the same time. Rider was horrified.

With one single word from his Pop, Rider found himself in a deep, submissive sleep. When Rider came too again, he was no longer free, but instead a slave to his father's words and conditioning. Rider learned he was now going to be the family toilet.      

Rider never gets to leave the house or wear clothes anymore. Nor has he been allowed to bathe or shower since that day. Rider spends his days drinking his family's piss and eating his pop's shit from his pop's asshole. Sometimes though, pop will make him wear the shit all over his body, and leaves it there to dry. Most of the time pop makes him stay on his hand and knees like a dog.

Rider isn’t sure if he'd rather be in his brother's position though. Rider rarely has to do anything real sexual, and other than licking his pop’s hole clean or sucking his pop’s cock on the rare occasion, Rider gets away with it. Todd, however, is fucked all day long (in the mouth and the ass) and when his asshole isn’t in use, he has to keep a giant butt plug up it. What’s even worse though is that Pop's had Todd's balls removed, and while Todd still has a dick, it seems to be forever stuck in flaccid state.

Rider hopes their oldest brother Johnny, who left home five years before Rider did, never decides to return. Not just for Johnny's sake, but also because Rider doesn’t think he can handle eating more shit than he already does in a day.

A Slave in a Foreign Country

 

Tyler is still trying to get used to being used as a toilet.

Tyler had come out here to Heroguam, a small country in Europe, to live with his uncle and go to college. During his first week he found himself in the wrong place at the wrong time, with a girl he’d just met, and ended up being blamed for a double homicide. He was pushed quickly through the foreign justice system and was convicted without an actual trial. His punishment was decided by a tribunal, which gave poor Tyler a 60-year minimum term of enslavement.

When the guards released him into his Uncle Max’s custody, who apparently had bought him, Tyler was relieved. There was no way his uncle was going to do anything to him. He was wrong.

His uncle wasted no time putting Tyler in his new place. The microchip that had been injected behind Tyler’s ear while he was in custody ensured that Tyler obeyed every single command given to him, no matter how much it went against Tyler’s own will.

Three weeks have passed since that very first night of slavedom when he drank his uncle’s piss for the first time and found himself fucking his ass on his uncle’s fat dick. These past three weeks have been hell, but tonight is even worse. For tonight is the local fair and his uncle has signed him up to be one of the human toilets there. It’s not been bad enough that he’s been forced to eat his uncle’s shit and drink his piss these past weeks, no, now his uncle wants him to be every man’s toilet.

So far tonight he has had fifty different men use his mouth as a urinal, and the night isn’t even half-way over. Luckily though he hasn’t had any guys try to use him as a shitter yet. Yet is the key word there though.

No Escape

 

Conrad was only a month away from finishing school and then he was going to be out of this backwoods Arkansas town. He hated living like his family did, and he knew with his grades and the scholarship he already had that he would go to college and leave this place in his past as he made a good, clean life for himself.

Conrad’s uncles didn’t like much like the way he seemed to think he was better than them. His dad had been the same way. So they dug up the family spell book and cast a curse on their nephew to bring him down to their level of filth.

The next day all Conrad could think about was pleasuring cocks and receiving piss. Mostly piss though, he was beyond obsessed with it all of a sudden.

He dropped out of school and began the rest of his life as the small town’s walking, living urinal. And in the process he learned what happened to his absentee father. His father lived and worked at the town’s only bar. When his dad was young and got Conrad’s mom pregnant he had tried to get his wife to move away with him, clean themselves up. Conrad’s Uncles weren’t going to let Adam take their sister anywhere, so they cursed him like they did the son. Adam was cursed to be obsessed with shit, making him the town shitter.

Now Conrad lives with his father in the shed in Uncle Steve’s yard. They spend most of their days side-by-side, looking for men to clench their appetites, the son drinking piss and blowing cocks while the father eats shit and takes it up the ass. 

Shit Can Be Messy

Shit can be messy. We all know that. Even these two neat freaks, Marshal and Kevin, had known that. They were good friends and roommates, sharing a house in the suburbs, but in no way whatsoever were they lovers. They both though enjoyed a clean house and a clean yard. So needless to say they didn’t appreciate Mr. Robertson letting his dog shit freely in their yard.

Finally, one day, after stepping in the doggy doo-doo for what seemed the hundredth time, Marshal had enough and went to Mr. Robertson to complain about the stupid dog. Mr. Robertson just laughed and slammed the door in Marshal’s face. Pissed off, Marshal kicked over one of Mr. Robertson’s lawn gnomes (which broke) before returning home to shower and then head to work.

When Marshal awoke the next morning he felt odd. There was pressure in his gut telling him he needed to take a dump, but instead of heading to the bathroom he simply shit his boxers there in the bed. Once his rear was empty and his boxers were full he got up, removed the shit filled clothing and began smearing its contents all over himself. He was completely disgusted with himself, and yet he couldn’t stop, it just felt so right.

Once his naked body was covered with shit he found himself heading downstairs to the kitchen where he found Kevin, who apparently was going through the same strange urges Marshal was. Kevin was naked and smeared in his own wet shit, and Marshal’s stomach let its hunger suddenly be known. He couldn’t help himself as he started running his tongue over Kevin’s skin, licking up all that brownish shit.

That was just the beginning of what would become Marshal and Kevin’s new lives. They stayed home that first day, and remained home for every day following, the two never leave the house any more, if they need something they simply order it online.

They spend their entire days now eating and playing with each others shit. They are obsessed, unable to help but rub fresh shit all over one another and whatever clothes they decide to put on for the day, if they decided to wear clothes at all that is. And when there not playing with shit their fucking like rabbits, Marshal always being the bottom.

The two still eat regular food, as long as its mixed with shit of course. Their craving for shit will never go away, but neither will their need for cleanliness, which is still buried deep in their psyche and driving what is left of their old selves nuts. Especially seeing as how in just a week the whole house is covered in shit, fresh and old.

Mr. Robertson quite enjoys how his neighbors have changed, and being a nice neighbor he has a fence built in the back yard of Marshal and Kevin’s place so that the two can go outside anytime they want and not be seen. Mr. Robertson makes it his duty as a neighbor to look after the two new perverts, especially since he’s the one who cursed them.

Mr. Robertson always ensures that his dog shits in Marshal and Kevin’s yard now, which still drives the two younger men wild, but for different reasons now. Dog shit is like ecstasy for the two men, they go nuts trying to get it caked to their skin or down their throats.

Christmas is right around the corner, and Mr. Robertson has decided that his gift to them will be the introduction to the world of watersports. The two are sure to love the dog’s piss just as much as they love his shit.

Teddy Dog

Ted and Rick were the best of friends, or at least Ted thought they were. Last year Ted learned otherwise. Last year Rick bound and raped him. Rick then caged him and began to brainwash Ted into believing he was Rick’s dirty, doggy fuck-toy.

The training has been brutal and more sadistic than Ted could ever have imagined, and over the years time his body has learned to never disobey his master’s orders even when his mind still wants too. How this came to pass he still has no idea. What Ted does know though is that he was a much happier person back before all this shit began to happen. Speaking of shit, he’s still not the fondest of it, although his master seems to think he should be. After a year though of eating nothing but dog food and shit, Ted’s kind of gotten used to it, at least as used to eating shit as anyone ever could get.

Sure he no longer has to worry about money, family or anything that free men stress over, but being a shit-eating, fuck-toy dog to his best friend is no picnic either.

The Shitty Fraternity

Joshua here had been the fraternity president. He hated fags and thought it was his place to put them in their place. He especially loved giving them a good roughing up and then make them drink from the toilet or eat a pile of dog shit if there was any laying around.

Joshua happened to pick on the wrong fag though. It happened to be a pledges boyfriend. Well said pledge decided to put Joshua in his place. Next thing Joshua knows all he can think about 24/7 is shit, piss, asses, cocks and cum. But mostly shit. The unofficial fraternity has now changed with all Joshua’s buddies at the fraternity (meaning all the guys) finding themselves with gay kinky sides too.

This new Josh loves every second of his new life, while the old Josh (still in there somewhere) couldn't be any more disgusted.

The Nerve of Some Guys Part 3: Adam’s Story

Adam here is the third and last brother, and also the youngest. He was only a sophomore in college and brighter than his other two brothers. But for the last couple of months his two brothers had been acting odd and so Adam went over one night and thought he would get to the bottom of what was going on.
That night Adam couldn't find anything wrong. The two of them were their usual self’s, well except that Tony kept running to the bathroom every twenty minutes and Josh wouldn't say what he was doing for a living now. Anyway, they were outside, Tony had ran off to the bathroom again, Josh was snoozing in his foldout chair, and well Adam found he needed to take a leak. So where did he mistakenly take a leak, the same place as his brothers had, the rosebush.

Tony happened to come out just as Adam was finishing up, and well Tony went ballistic. Then Josh learned what Adam did, and he got upset too. Adam couldn't understand what they were so upset about, and when they explained to him what had happened to them, and the linking denominator was that bush, well Adam just thought they were either messing with them or had both lost it. He went back to his apartment downtown against his brothers’ warnings.

Well Adam awoke the next morning, craving a taste he’d never tasted. His roommate, Tommy, was in the bathroom, and since there was no lock on the door he just walked in in his boxers, forgetting to knock. He saw the yellow stream coming from his buddies cock and knew immediately what it was he desired what it was he needed. Luckily it turned out his roommate was a fag. A Kinky, brutal, top fag, and by the end of the day Adam was a fag also.

Now all Adam ever drinks is other guys piss. He can’t keep anything else down, and the same goes with shit, all he can eat is guy’s shit, any other food comes right back up, well that is except for cum. Adam dropped all his classes that week and spent the rest of his life being Tommy’s sex slave, doing anything his master told him too. And once Tommy found out about the other two brothers conditions, well lets just say Adam got to know his brothers much more personally.

The Diaper Fraternity

Welcome to the diaper fraternity. Well that’s not its real name; it’s actually Beta Max, the coolest of fraternities comprised of many of the college’s top athletes . These five dudes here are new members, they pledged thinking it would be the best thing in the world to get in and they did get in. But once they were members they learned the truth, and the truth wasn’t so great. The frat house was cursed. Whoever became a member and lived there would find themselves needing diapers and always wearing them for they no longer had any control over their bladder and bowels, just like a baby. But that wasn’t all the curse entailed, members also lost all their urges for women, the need to fuck pussy was replaced with a different need depending on the rank you were assigned when you became a brother. Alphas found their pussy needs replaced with a need to have their own asses, or as they call them now-boypussys, fucked without end, while Beta members found their need to fuck girlpussy replaced with a need to fuck boypussy. 

The curse didn’t end there though either. Another welcoming gift that came with membership was that each member got a new, personal kink to go with their new lives. Each of the five Betas’ in the above picture got one just the night before this party. Johnny, the guy on the farthest left got a foot fetish, and he was the luckiest of them. Standing next to him was Steven who ended up with a fetish for piss. Tommy the next guy in the back line ended up with a bestiality fetish (particularly an obsession with donkey asses). The one on the far right is Jamie, the smartest one of the new members, and he’s the one with an obsession with shit, whether it be man or beasts. And finally, Terry, the guy in the middle got it worst of them all. Terry ended up with a double whammy, with a fetish for shit and piss. Actually his cup is filled with piss right now, not beer, since other than shit that was all his body can process.

They may be cursed, but it doesn't mean they still can't party and make the best of their situations. Especially since there is no knowing if this curse is permanent or goes away when they graduate. 

Welcome to SHU

Welcome to SH University or just SHU. It’s one of the best colleges any guy could ever hope to get in. Just ask Harry here who got a full four year scholarship to attend the wonderful school and stay at its state-of-the-art dorms. He was a star player for his High School football team, the Eagles, and by his junior year he was the Team Captain of SHU’s Team, the Dastardly Donkeys, not that anyone but himself and the Dean remember that though.

Harry enjoyed his first two and a half years at SHU. They were the best years of his life. But halfway through his Junior year he got himself in some trouble and found out that his school was very different from other schools in quite a few ways.

What happened is Harry and his good bro Tyler decided to pull a prank on this annoying know it all freshmen who was in their psychology class. It was a classic prank, steal all of the kids clothes and towels while he was in the dorm showers, and then take them from his room too (which the kid never bothered to lock) and finally hang his underwear on the schools flagpole. It was an oldie but a goodie. Just to see the kid running down the hall, ass naked trying to cover himself up and get to his room as quickly as possible. It was hysterical. Unfortunately the Dean thought differently.

The next day the two Juniors found themselves waiting in the Deans office. Harry still doesn’t know who ratted them out and now days he really doesn’t care anymore. Anyway they went in their normal Jock selves and left whole new men. Harry was sent back to his dorm to start his new life while Tyler was sent elsewhere. Harry never saw Tyler again.

The next day Harry began his new life at his male only dorm as a human toilet. That’s right a human toilet. He eats any dude’s shit and has to remain naked 24/7. That’s his whole purpose in life now, and always will be, eat his dorm’s shit straight from the hole and drink their piss straight from the spout. And to top it off he has to make sure that his sign that you can see in the picture above is painted on with shit always.
It’s strange how it works. All the guys who come into the bathroom are happy to use him, most definitely the straight ones. They know he’s human but they don’t think twice about it, and once they leave they feel no differently from if they’d used a regular toilet.

Needless to say Harry had a tough time adjusting. He fought it mentally even when his body and head didn’t obey him. But finally after the second or third year he broke down. He lost count after seven years, and most of his life before is just a daze. However he now loves his role, his duty to society.