Nicole was nervous but also beyond thrilled as she stepped into the room to meet Thalia, one of the scat-princesses she had idolized since childhood. Dressed in a sleek black leotard that hugged her curves, Thalia sat on a golden throne-like toilet with an air of confidence and dominance that made Nicole's heart race.
"L-Lady Thalia," Nicole stammered, bowing low in front of her. "T-Thanks for agreeing to this interview."
Thalia's smirk was predatory, and Nicole couldn't help but feel a shiver of anticipation run down her spine. "Of course, Nicole," Thalia purred, her voice like silk. "You want to know more about your future, don't you?"
As Nicole nodded eagerly, she couldn't help but notice the smell wafting through the air – a stench that made her gag but also filled her with excitement. It was the smell of fresh shit, and Nicole knew without a doubt that it was from Thalia's latest dump.
"So, tell me, Nicole," Thalia continued, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Are you ready to take the next step?"
Nicole swallowed hard, her mouth already feeling filthy from the small tastes of Thalia's feces she had been given earlier. "Yes, Lady Thalia," she whispered, trembling slightly.
Thalia chuckled, leaning forward on the throne-like toilet so that her perfect ass was mere inches from Nicole's face. She sighed contentedly, and Nicole could see a thin stream of shit begin to form between her princess's cheeks.
"You know you can't resist this," Thalia purred, stroking Nicole's cheek with the back of her hand covered in her own feces. "It's in your nature to submit, to indulge in your darkest desires."
Nicole closed her eyes, feeling her own arousal coiling tight within her. She knew that this was right, that she belonged here with Thalia. And so, without another word, she leaned forward and opened her mouth wide, waiting for her princess's next gift.
With a smirk, Thalia pushed off from the throne and stood up, her shiny black leotard clinging to every curve of her perfect body. She looked down at Nicole disdainfully for a moment before bending over and releasing a hot, fat turd onto the ground in front of her.
"Eat that, Nicole," she commanded, her voice colder than ice. "Show me that you truly belong here."
With trembling hands and a raging hard-on, Nicole scooped up the steaming pile of shit and moved it towards her mouth. As she opened wide, she felt Thalia's presence behind her, looming over her like a shadow. But this time, she didn't care. She was his for the taking, and she wanted nothing more than to please her princess.
