r/Coprophiles

it's a bit embarrassing, but I’ve always known I love giving rimjob. I’ve cum hard just from giving them before, but when I get high and start edging for hours I get completely fucking obsessed. I just want you to sit on my tongue for hours while you cheat on me and fuck another girl, using my face as your personal throne as I worship your asshole, listening to her loud moans and the wet filthy sounds of your big cock pounding her pussy, catching quick dirty glimpses before I shove my tongue right back in and make out sloppily with your butthole. I rub my face all over it, slobbering everywhere to give you the sloppiest, nastiest, most desperate rimjob imaginable. Mmmm, I could literally stay down there for hours, tongue fucking your hole nonstop. Feeling your thick cock slap hard against my face, your heavy balls smothering my nose while I keep licking and drooling like a mindless addict. I know that’s exactly where I belong, buried under your balls with my face smashed deep in your asshole, slobbering like I was born for it

Sometimes I get so filthy and desperate that I start craving even more. I want to clean every single bit of you... including licking up any warm, soft shit that's sticking out of your asshole while I worship you. The thought of tasting that dirty part of you while you're balls deep inside another girl makes me so fucking wet. It turns me into an even bigger, more pathetic slut for your ass.

And if I ever get greedy and wish for more than just your asshole, you can just relax and release a long, nasty fart right into my face. A hot, stinky blast mixed with your shit that completely covers my face and mouth in your warm mess. I'd have no choice but to keep my tongue working, licking and cleaning up every messy bit while the overwhelming smell and taste take over completely. That would remind me exactly where a worthless rimjob slut like me belongs.

I’m so addicted to being your dirty rimjob slut, messaging filthy pervs onlin-e and begging them to sit on my face. I love obeying your cock and letting it brainwash me into your completely devoted buttlicker while you cheat on me. I know all I’m good for is suckling your warm hole, getting high and hotboxed under Daddy’s ass that I worship like a pathetic little worshipper. I’ll never forget how lucky I am to even touch your cock. But my real purpose is to be your perfect hole cleaner, and I’m so fucking happy and grateful every time I make out with your asshole

I’m feeling so horny right now that I’d go as far as to make your asshole or your shit my new lockscreen wallpaper 😩

My girlfriend and I have several fetishes that we engage in frequently. One of them is watching each other poop. We really like the smell and also enjoy watching it because it makes us feel intimate with one another. We get very turned on seeing the shit coming out of our holes.

However, we don't have physical contact with the feces; we don't touch or eat it.

Does simply liking to watch each other shit and enjoying the smell count as coprophilia?

We met 8 years ago. She was rather kinky for the first year, then our sex life tapered off and was kind of meh with a few bright moments scattered(no pun intended) in-between the bleak stretches of boredom. She showed no interest in scat/pee or anything, tho. She was more into choking and CNC. Even had a threesome with her girlfriend back then.

On our wedding night, while she was drunk puking into a toilet, she invited me over to fuck her as she was doing that, and in the morning, she told me she liked it. Later, on our honeymoon, when we were alone in a cottage for a week, she didn't want to do anything, to my bafflement and disappointment.

Over the years, she became fine with me being around her while she was on the toilet, but we were only talking or cuddling, nothing sexual.

She also discovered my scat/vomit porn stash and reacted better than I would have expected. She asked some a few questions about what was the allure of it for me, in an inquisitive, scientifically detached way, and nothing further came out of it.

Over the years, we discussed it a few times, and she once let it slip that in order for her to let me pee on her, she'd have to be really drunk. That was my clue. She didn't say she doesn't like it, she said that her inhibitions would have to be gone.

Years of mediocrity later, a few weeks ago, I agreed to let her act out some stuff she wanted to try. Pretty vanilla, just some RP of me begging her to be allowed to eat her out and she cursing me out, ridiculing me, and slapping me a few times. I decided to push it a little bit and begged her to eat her ass, too.

Yesterday, we're just sitting on the couch, and she asks me to call in sick(something I hate to do bc I like to save those sick days) and help her clean up the house(which is a long time overdue). She straight up offered to pee or poop or me if I gave her that sick day. Then we talked for a while about what I like about it again, about what she likes, about our exact limits, and about the logistics of where and when to do it. She also mentioned that while she wouldn't agree to let me shit or pee on her yet, I understood from how she talked about it(apprehensive and nervous, not disinterested or genuinely disgusted) that if we got into it, she'd be fine with it after a few sessions.

I think it's a ploy on her part: She wants it, but she's too shy to ask to piss and shit on me directly, so she's creating an excuse for herself and an incentive for me to press her into making good on her end of the deal. After all, I did something for her and now I demand scat sex as payment, so it's not like she's a perv too, oh no, she only had to do it to pay me back.

We didn't get around to it yet, but for our first session, I'm going to suggest that she drinks a lot and pees on me while again humiliating me and laughing at me for being a disgusting pervert, so both mine and her kinks are included. I think that would be an easy enough segue into genuine scat sex.

So there you have it. Talk to your partner and let them do stuff to you, and they might just let you act out your fantasies. I really hope that this is a sign of our sex life truly taking off.

I love my friends, they are a great support system and are my rock really. Only one of my friends knows my kinks, and she is not in this friend circle, but I haven’t told anyone else, for privacy reasons. This circumstance validated those fears. I was with two other friends and we were talking about a guy we had come across on Tinder, who had boldly said to my friend that he wanted to watch her take a shit (I admire the balls but is tinder really the best place lol?) and she started going off on how disgusting it was and how can people ever get turned on by it. I then automatically felt so ashamed, and tried to carefully tell her to not kink shame and explain why people might be aroused by that, but I couldn’t get over how rude she was. She then proceeded to go on about the fact that she had done blood/pain play, and then when I said that doesn’t sound like I would find that fun or excited, and she proceeded to tell me off for supposedly kink shaming her.

How do you deal when people shame other coprophiles? This topic of conversation hasn’t cropped up often for me outside of safe spaces like this, but perhaps maybe I feel a little ashamed because of seeing how my friend reacted to it.

While we secretly (or not so secretly) love this scat fetish, what jobs are we working? Obviously we see so many people working regular jobs and have no idea what kinds of things they’re into.

Returning to this subreddit to say I finally managed to swallow a piece!

I previously mentioned I had finally got out of school so being busy wasn't exactly my main excuse anymore to not try scat play, but was struggling to find a moment where horniness met the need to poop. Since then I've made a habit out of making sure I get a sniff whenever I can, whether I'm jerking off in bed and I stick my finger in me or if I'm taking a dump and I catch a bit of it to sniff off my finger. There's been times at work where im in the mood enough to use toilet paper to shit in my hand and then I just sit there on the clock sniffing a load in my hand. For most of these scenarios I didn't really taste. Ive tasted in the past and I didn't want to force myself to taste if I wasn't exactly in the mood, but figured the smell would be enough to train my brain into getting horny when pooping.

This weekend arrives and im home alone most of it, so I'm purposefully eating big and not using the bathroom in hopes of catching myself in the moment. I unfortunately didn't catch myself alone in the moment, but I found out I wouldnt be working Monday, so holding it in wasn't a waste. Last night I felt the urge building stronger and stronger, but I wanted to wait just a little longer so Id know for sure im home alone. The farts however smelled atrocious. One thing I don't see talked about much when holding the urge to poop is the smell of the farts. If you're into that, you get some real nice gas when it hits.

Monday arrives, and I'm already thinking about my plans. I open my phone and its still on the porn I was looking at last night. Perfect. I thought about what someone suggested in the past about just going in my bed to start so I don't ruin the mood switching to the bathroom, but I wanted an easy clean up and I had no intentions of keeping it to just "fingering and tasting." I started off not jerking off yet, but slightly grinding the air as I watched porn. I didn't want to risk getting too excited and finishing before I taste. The urge to poop was so strong, part of me was mentally preparing to make the mess anyways. But eventually I told myself to take this to the bathroom. I quickly ran to the shower with my toy, turned on the water, and started thrusting into my hand. I knew I wasn't gonna last long in both departments, so I stopped jerking and squatted in the tub. Finally, with some pushing, I felt it crown. It wasn't thick like I like to imagine it being, but once I put my hand under I realized how big of a snake I was pushing out. Like a firm pile of ice cream, it just slowly pushed out into a creamy pile into my hand. It just kept going and going. The stench in the steamy shower was amazing. I just closed my eyes and breathed it all in as I felt the warmth pile up more and more. Eventually, I couldn't push much more, so I started pulling on the turd. My poor nails were completely brown afterwards, cause I had to quite literally pull the plug to finish off the last bit. The turd may not be as long as I may have seemed, but the turd filled my entire hand and made some pretty decent height. I wish I had the sense to take a picture. It was at least the size of a big apple. I leaned in for a sniff, instantly rock hard. I closed my eyes and gave it a few licks. I started stroking myself using lube, and once again felt myself getting close. That's when I looked at my phone and saw the porn still up, a guy happily letting poop pile up in his mouth. That's when I leaned in and tried to scoop a bit with my tongue. It was too firm to scoop, so I just got a deep lick. Part of it broke off and I swallowed. Oddly enough, that part tasted different than when I just licked. Before it was bitter and tolerable when horny, but that time... it tasted good? Slightly sweet enough to make me believe "Holy shit... I swee why people actually enjoy the taste" while still having the bitterness that adds to the nastiness that turns me on. I close my eyes and take a bite the size of a spoon fool. I squish it with my tongue, letting thay flavor settle with me for 5 seconds before I swallow hard. The idea of there being actual shit inside of my stomach made me so hard. I wanted to keep going, but part of me knew if I took a bigger bite I might gag and ruin the experience. So instead I kept licking and sniffing until I came. I came sooner than I planned, but for some reason post-nut clarity didn't hit. As a matter of fact, I was still horny. There was shit in my stomach and I hadn't even eaten breakfast yet. Imagine how I could be when I take bigger bites, or when I'm able to let someone shit in my mouth? Hell, theres a reality now where I go to work with a stomach full of shit. I wasn't even hard again but I put the shit in the toilet and started licking my hand. I eventually got hard again and decided to wash off my hand a bit. However, I've never been into smearing, but something about today made me leave some shit so I could jerk off with a dirty hand. I tried riding my dildo so I could have a shitty dildo to play with, but I hadn't practiced with anal in ages and I was still sore from the 3 day turd. In the end I had a dirty dildo, a dirty hand, 2 climaxes, and a bit of shit sitting in my stomach before I even ate breakfast. All morning I could only think about the fantasy of having a full load in my stomach instead of cooking a proper breakfast before the day. Maybe that fantasy could be real soon.

Thank you guys for reading my experience swallowing for the first time! I gotta get back into using my dildo so I can get into some dirtier play, and maybe this will be the Kickstart to an interest in smearing? Hopefully it'll also be the start of a transition into eating full loads. That would be awesome. Have a great week everyone.

So me and a friend were talking about shitting in a plastic soda bottle, like the 16 fluid ounce ones that are similar to water bottles. Anyways they believe it wouldn't fit but i think if you put the head of the bottle up your ass and hold it there the poop would like mold to fit. Just wanted professionals opinion. TY!

I sometimes have phases, where I get into a Trance and see how deep I can get into it. Into the raw experience of having someone shit into my mouth. For me its also a way to share an incredibly intimate moment with someone I dont know at all. Bonus point if they have a beer belly and are kinda dirty.

The best I get to be the first one for someone who was interested for a while.

Ive been writing with randos on different platforms the past few days and have a few potential days. I also want to go to a cruising site and try to find someone who will shit into my mouth. Thats the part im most excited by. Im also excited to be presenting femme this time. I used to cruise a lot when i was just a small twink and im so excited to be a lil femme in the cruising bushes.

Dayum im horny right now. Ive been slowly building up my Lust the past days, but just letting my mind quickly wander for a microsecond to my plans tonight and it feels like my heart is gonna beat out of my chest.

Has anyone here ever done scat with someone, they just met in a public /semi public setting?

There is a park nearby that is very large with many trails and forested areas. I am part of a community garden and way in the back (no where near the beds) there is an overgrown section filled with weeds and an old picnic table. Yesterday after finishing some garden work I had the urge. I already had to go and I was the only one there at that hour (6pm). The idea of it was really exciting me. So I went to the back and sat at the old picnic table. In the direction I was facing, about 250 ft or so away, there was a semi-busy road so cars were passing often and parallel to it there was a sidewalk where occasionally someone was passing by with their dog. If anyone saw me, if they even saw me, they’d only see the top half of me sitting down. Everyone was going perpendicular to where i was gazing, so i knew I wouldn’t get caught. I was pretty far away from where anyone could turn in my direction and i had enough of a view to be prepared if they did. So I pulled my pants down and moved my ass just enough over the bench, my back facing the forest, and let it all go. Slowly. It was the best shit I have ever taken. I gazed at cars as they passed by totally unaware of me releasing on to a pile of leaves. When I finished i cleaned myself with water i had in a bottle. Flies gathered around. I dug a hole with my shovel even further back and tossed my shit in there, covered it, and then laid some big rocks on top. The whole thing was exhilarating and made me feel so alive and primitive. I’ve shit outside before when I was younger in the backyard, but this is my first time as an adult and in public.

For those concerned about the park and garden aspect of it, trust me I was pretty responsible about the whole thing since it’s also something I care about.

I've been thinking about making this post for quite a while.

With everything that's happened recently, especially with ThisVid removing scat content and the amount of judgement and misunderstanding this fetish still receives, I've found myself reflecting on what this community has meant to me over the years.

One thing I've noticed is that we often talk about the sexual side of this fetish, but much less often about what it has come to mean to us as people. For some, it may simply be a kink, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. For others, it becomes intertwined with love, trust, vulnerability, memory, identity, or even the way they understand themselves and the world.

I wanted to share my own experience because, over the years, I've seen how many people quietly carry the fear that this fetish somehow makes them broken, incapable of love, or destined to remain misunderstood. I don't think there is one "correct" way to experience something so deeply personal, but I do think there is value in seeing just how differently it can become woven into a person's inner world.

I hope that by sharing my own perspective, someone else who has quietly carried similar feelings might recognize a part of themselves in it.

So perhaps the best place to begin is with why I came here in the first place.

I came here because I was lonely.

Or perhaps more accurately, because I wanted to know that somewhere in the world there was another person whose inner experience resonated with my own.

Not simply because I had an uncommon fetish, but because I had spent years experiencing it in a way that I couldn't easily explain to anyone else. I wasn't searching only for people who shared the same interest. I was searching for someone who experienced it with the same emotional depth.

For me, the erotic and the romantic have never really been separate. This fetish absolutely turns me on, but arousal has never felt like something that disconnects me from my emotions. If anything, it brings me closer to them. It makes me feel more sensitive, more compassionate, and more aware of another person's inner world. Sometimes it even makes me cry, not because I'm sad, but because I feel overwhelmed by love, tenderness, and the realization that another person trusts someone enough to reveal the most hidden parts of themselves.

Over the years, that experience became intertwined with themes that have always occupied my life: vulnerability, tenderness, unconditional acceptance, melancholy, memory, and the feeling of being truly recognized by another human being.

I've always been an introspective person. As a child I tended to see symbolism everywhere, and I often felt more empathy than I knew what to do with. I hated seeing people ridiculed for the parts of themselves they couldn't help. Somewhere along the way those feelings became attached to this particular fetish. What many people instinctively reject came to represent, for me, the hidden parts of ourselves that we only entrust to someone who genuinely loves us.

Because of that, I spent years wondering whether there were other people who experienced it in a similar way. The internet gave me a strange kind of hope.

Late at night I'd sometimes come across an amateur post, a discussion, or a video made by someone I'd never meet. Rather than only seeing the fetish itself, I'd find myself wondering who that person was. Were they sitting alone in their room after midnight? Had they spent years believing nobody would understand them? Did they also carry this quiet mixture of longing and hope?

Those moments always made me emotional because they reminded me that every anonymous username is a complete human being with memories, fears, routines, and a private inner world.

One idea I've carried with me for years is what I think of as the continuity of memories.

Someone else may have experienced the same loneliness I felt years before I ever knew they existed. Maybe she listened to music alone on the train after university. Maybe she lay awake at two in the morning wondering whether another person somewhere understood her. Maybe she wrote stories, watched videos that made her feel less alone, or simply cried in silence.

We never shared those moments together.

Yet when I discover another person whose emotional experience resembles my own, it feels as though our memories begin to resonate across time. Not because we lived the same life, but because we inhabited the same emotional atmosphere. Her memories become meaningful to me, just as mine become meaningful to her. There is a continuity between our inner worlds that exists even before we meet.

That idea has always moved me more deeply than I can easily describe.

That is why communities like this matter to me.

It is easy to think of a place like this as a collection of anonymous accounts gathered around a niche interest. I have never really seen it that way. I see people carrying private histories that most of the world never gets to witness. I see people who have spent years believing they were alone, only to discover that there were others quietly living through similar emotions.

As an aspiring writer, I hope to explore those ideas one day. Not simply to write about the fetish itself, but to write about recognition, intimacy, memory, longing, and the extraordinary feeling of discovering that another person's hidden world has been quietly echoing your own all along.

So I suppose I'm here for the same reason I've always been.

To understand people.

To be understood.

And perhaps to discover that the feelings I carried alone for so many years were never really mine alone. They belonged to a larger constellation of people whose lives never intersected with mine until now, yet whose inner worlds had already been accompanying me long before we ever exchanged a single word.

I'd really love to hear everyone else's experiences as well.

What does this fetish mean to you today?

Has your relationship with it changed over the years?

Has it shaped the way you think about intimacy, love, vulnerability, or yourself?

Or perhaps, for you, it has always simply been something you enjoy, and that's equally meaningful.

I don't think there's a right or wrong way to experience something so personal. My hope is simply that this thread can become a place where people feel comfortable sharing honestly, where we can understand one another a little better, and where someone reading quietly in the background might realize they aren't nearly as alone as they thought.

I'm looking forward to reading everyone's stories.

It doesn’t matter if he’s at work giving a big presentation or balls deep inside some other woman. I just want to keep licking the inside of his asshole all day long, giving him that constant tingly, addictive feeling even while he’s asleep. And when he wakes up in the morning I want my whole body pressed flat against his hole, totally drenched in his hot sticky shit. He can keep me around forever if he’s pleased with my service, or he can just flush me down the toilet

Hello everyone,

I’m a 30 years old guy from France, and I’ve been reading the posts here for several months now to find out about all your different experiences.

I finally feel ready to post something here.

I wanted to talk about my experiences, but above all about my current situation.

First of all, I’ve been into this fetish since I was 14 or 15 and I’ve grown up with it. Back then, I decided to tell my first love about my preferences and, to my great surprise, she was not into this kink but she accepted it very well and we started experimenting with certain things that became the foundations of my sexuality. We were together for 11 years and split up three years ago. So I haven’t done anything about it for three years.

I’ve recently started seeing a woman and everything’s going really well. I think she quickly realised that I was very interested in her ‘little hole’. She told me several times that I’d never be allowed to put a finger in it or lick it. I was really sad, because I think I’ve fallen seriously in love with her. She sensed straight away that something was wrong with me from that moment on.

I wanted to be honest with her about my preferences, so I decided to talk to her about it. I was so scared of telling her that my heart was beating so hard and so fast that she noticed. When I finally had the courage to say it, She was a bit choked, but clearly not enough to break up with me.

We talked about it, but we quickly stopped because it was too much for her.

Since then, I’ve fingered her and licked her bum countless times 🤣 She explained to me that she didn’t want me to go near that area because she was afraid of what might come out of it. But as she now knows I love these ‘happy accidents’, she’s relaxed a bit. She admitted it was a very sensitive area that she often stimulated on her own. So she really loves it when I lick her there.

But damn, I want her to shit on me sooo bad. I told her so, but she replied that it went way beyond what she was prepared to do. It really upsets me because this fetish is now part of who I am sexually. For me, it’s the ultimate sign of trust a girl can place in me.

I don’t want to force her to do anything that makes her feel uncomfortable, but I’d just like her to understand that this isn’t a bonus for me – it’s an essential part of my sexual fulfilment. I enjoy conventional sex and I don’t want to limit myself solely to activities related to this fetish. But I can’t pretend it doesn’t exist.

I don’t want to get my hopes up, nor do I want to miss out on a wonderful relationship with her. I’m a bit lost, I must admit. I think I just need to take it slowly, not be in such a rush, and let things happen naturally. What do you think?

In any case, I’d love to post here from time to time in the future, just to keep you up to date with how things are going!

I’m really happy to be able to talk about all this here, where I know I won’t be judged or misunderstood! Thank you for making this community a safe space for those of us who are sometimes seen as problematic by the rest of the world.

Thank you for reading this far – have a lovely day!

I’m curious because I’ve really liked licking dirty butts but I haven’t tried to eat like a big piece. Like sometimes there have been little pieces I’ve been able to chew, and yum! But is it a big change to go from that to having someone poop in your mouth? Thanks for reading!

Tell us about your journey with this sub + scat. 

Edit: I am specifically asking about your journey and how it relates to this subreddit, r/Coprophiles .

It can be as simple or as complicated as you'd like. 

For some people, the reason for being here might be as simple as “I'm here to talk to like minded people,” or, “I just like getting off to scat talk.” And that's great. But for those of you willing to talk about it in more detail, I’d like to hear from you too. 

What brought you here? Was it a specific question you had? Was it just to read what others had to say about the subject? Was it to talk about an experience you had? Were you looking for advice? Were you looking to give advice? 

How did you find out about this subreddit?

If you're someone that's been here for a while, what keeps / kept you around? 

How did it feel finding this community? Was it a positive or a negative experience?

I think I found out about this place from someone I met on a different scat related forum. They told me about it and I didn't give it much thought until the forum I was using shut down.

The thing that initially brought me here several years ago was very simple: I was looking for a scat partner. I didn’t use this sub specifically for that (I made a post on r/scatplayr4r), but I thought that maybe there was a chance to meet and talk to an educated, well-intentioned, mature man on here. Maybe someone would make a post or seem appealing in the comments. Or maybe some lurker would find me from my comments. I never found that person on here specifically, but I did meet someone (now my ex) from my r4r post. 

What kept me here was that I found that there were very few female voices in this community. My personal perception is that there is a large female presence in the porn / seller community, but not nearly as many who are on here just for the genuine love of scat and who are brave enough to participate. (I do see you other ladies posting every once in a while, I appreciate you) I’m also guessing that a lot of women don’t know about or need to find an online community.  I enjoyed talking to the community and interacting with people like me. I have even made some great friendships. I had enjoyed this kink via porn for many many years before ever wanting to connect with another person. It was nice to find and talk to others. 

Then my journey evolved. What continued to keep me here is that I went from having zero experience with any kind of scat play to having experienced everything I ever fantasized about. I also met my ex here on Reddit, which is something a lot of people are also looking for but struggle to do. I thought I could help by talking about my experiences, giving advice, and just being a normal, educated, and relatable person that people could talk to. I made posts both on my profile and on here - hoping to inspire, intrigue, and motivate. I tried to keep the smut quarantined to my profile and tried to keep the posts on here as discussion-worthy as possible. I found that a lot of men just wanted to pick my brain and learn about me and my experiences. I did this for as many as I could and only for those that deserved it…I have never and will never be someone’s kink dispenser. If you speak to me like a human being, I will return the same level of respect. Everything else gets ignored or trashed. My tolerance for bullshit is non-existent. 

Then my journey changed here again. I became a mod for this sub. This post seems to have gone on long enough, so I won’t get into detail about how that happened. This taught me a lot and honestly changed my perspective on the community. Learning what goes on behind the scenes here was…interesting. I don’t have to go on about this either. I have a tendency to write a lot so I’m doing my best not to drone on. 

That lands me to where I am presently. Admittedly, my relationship with the sub has changed. This is largely because of my past (scat) relationship, becoming a mod, and just generally spending a lot of time on here and other scat subreddits. 

I am not actively posting and commenting as much as I used to, but I’m still here. Still reading, still guarding the community, still trying to think of ways to make it better, still wanting the best for our little corner of the internet. I used to be familiar with the regulars and generally really enjoyed talking to people. 

I’m hoping with this post I can hear from others, learn about your journeys, and foster discussion for people.

Feel free to ask me any questions in the comments.

Cheers to you all!

When i was younger [M18], i was travelling with my grandma and my cousin [F18], who was very close to me. We were travelling by car and, while passing through a remote region, my cousin asked if we could stop in the next bathroom. It took some time until we got to an isolated gas station with an adjacent bathroom. So my grandma stopped the car and me and my cousin got out, i was taking the opportunity to stretch.

I noticed the mans bathroom was closed but didnt care too much and decided to just wait my cousin. After she entered there, she messaged me saying that there were only 2 toilets and both were "under maintenance", i asked what she was going to do and if she wanted to try to go to the next place, then she answers me just with an "wait".

She took a long time after that and i messaged her if everything was fine, after a bit more she responds telling me she did something and sent me a pic of a big pile of shit inside one of the sinks in the bathroom, with a bit of cash on the side. She started laughing in the messages and telling me she couldnt wait more but left an tip in there for the cleaner, she also asked me to not say anything to grandma. She probably thought the photo grossed me out but she doesnt know i kept it with me for a while. I think that really influenced me to have this kink.

*i dont have the pic rn bc that was many years ago

I have been into scat for many years and 99% of the time it's just watching porn of it. I've eaten from two people and the experiences are mixed. One was a Domme and forced me to eat it, and the other is myself. I've had success eating my own, but that comes with being with an online Domme or in a chatroom and being watched/made to do it. My wife is supportive of my kink but does not want to be involved. I tried eating hers that she left for me and without the force/watching, I didn't enjoy the experience.

The humiliation and degradation of eating is the biggest turn on and motivation for me, but it's so difficult to find partners for that. On my own, with no real accountability and no one watching me, it's not fun at all.

Has anyone found any loopholes to make totally solo play with their own scat work? A few things I've thought of:

-the obvious, finding an online Dom or Domme (I'm bi) to play with over cam, but I struggle to find a place where I find people truly interested (tried Fetlife and here)

-videos of Dommes directing the viewer to eat their own, but I've not found many of those that feel truly exciting.

Other than those, it feels like the only option is to find a Pro Dom/Domme in my area or just give up. It's a frustrating kink to have at times for sure.

personally I'd love icecream flavored poop what about y'all

I (M19) wanna start eating, at the moment i had 3 experiences with tasting, but not really eating.

The first one was a while ago, i smeared myself and decided to try a bit for discovering what my shit actually tastes like, it didn't make me puke or gag at all but it was really bad

The second one was kinda the same, but it was a bit less disgusting.

And the third one i actually had a small turd in my mouth but the fact of looking at the corn in it made me not like it and also the taste was as bad as the first time

So, here are my questions:

1- How can i make my poop taste (and it's possible smell) better? (Or at least more tolerable) Wich foods or habits can help? Wich foods should i avoid that make it taste worse?

2- It won't make me sick, won't it? Getting infected with E. Coli doesn't look fun at all. As long as it's not diarrhea and it has a normal brown color it is relatively safe? Is there an amount limit for how many poop i can eat in a day or a week?

3- how can i deal with the aftertaste? How much should i wait till i can wash my teeth with my brush? Should i use another brush? I heard that burps are gross, how much do they last before i get normal burps again?

Do you have a good social circle, a good job, a normal dating life? Me personally I like to tie myself up and swallow feces ATM while she's sitting on me because I just want to feel something. Normal sex just doesn't do it. Maybe it's my sex drive maybe my personality but I always want to push it to the extreme and I think if there was something more revolting even more repugnant or vile, I'd do it just to feel something or maybe being horny and it never being enough is just an excuse I'm making up to cope with my severe mental illness and belief that my biggest contribution to this society would be to recycle/consume someone else's waste so at least I'm good at something and I have some purpose or function in my miserable useless life