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.

A Simple, Yet Not So Simple Curse

This guy, Andy, has been cursed. His curse is simple, he now craves shit, male shit specifically, and yet he realizes how disgusting this is. He tries not to give into these new urges, but as you can see he finally broke down and had one of his roomie’s turds. There’s something about the curse that Andy doesn’t know, every little bit of shit he digests, transforms him, until after he eats enough shit, he find himself nothing more than a pig. Then he’ll be transferred to his uncle’s farm, where he’ll spend his day’s eating all the shit provided to him by the other boars in the pen with him. He won’t mind even being their sow as long as he gets his shit.

When Terry, Andy’s younger brother turns the age of 18 (just three more years) he’ll find himself under the same curse as Andy, and so will anymore male children from the Warred family line. It was so nice of their uncle the farmer to provide them with such a curse.

Fuller Than Before

Danny was full. Like fuller than he ever had been in his life. He couldn’t take it anymore. His stomach was stuffed with so much cum, piss and shit he felt he was going to explode. He even told master this and master told him to stop whining. This was only Danny’s first day as a slave (not that he had wished to be one mind you) and he still had a lot to learn.

Master had left for a moment and Danny had thought he was going to be given a break. But he was wrong. Master came back carrying a five-gallon jug filled with brown, smooshy shit.

“Now that you’re out of human shit I thought we would start you on the Stallions.”

That was the worst sight Danny had ever seen. And yes, by the end of the night, the five-gallon jug, and another one just as full would be empty, and it would all be in Danny’s stomach. And Danny wondered why he hadn’t died from the overeating and master never bothered to tell him that his stomach was enhanced to expand and expand and never truly fill up. Though Danny figured something was going on when by midnight he’d gained so much fat in his belly that he was well over four-hundred pounds.

“Just think, that was just a fourth of what I have to feed to you tomorrow,” his master laughed before heading to bed.