As the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the once idyllic park, the group of scat-girls gathered anxiously around the large, circular hole in the ground. They had all been given strict orders by their Mistress to take turns shitting into the hole, filling it up until it was overflowing with feces.
The first girl, a pretty brunette with a mischievous smile, approached the hole hesitantly. She was nervous but excited at the same time, knowing that this was something she had never done before. Slowly, she lowered her panties to reveal her perfect, round ass, and then bent over at the waist, presenting her pink, puckered anus to the air. Taking a deep breath, she released her bowels, feeling a hot rush of feces flow from her body and into the waiting hole. The feeling was both intense and strangely satisfying, and she let out a moan of pleasure as she continued to shit.
One by one, each girl followed suit, revealing their tight buttholes and shitting into the hole until it was completely filled with a mountain of steaming feces. Some of the girls giggled and whimpered in excitement, while others grimaced in discomfort but pushed through the pain to please their Mistress. The air was thick with the pungent aroma of shit and sweat, and the girls could feel their bodies glistening with sweat and slime.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the last girl finished shitting into the hole. She wiped her mouth and stood up, looking around at the other girls with a mixture of awe and fear. Their Mistress had not yet arrived, but they knew she would be pleased with their efforts.
Just then, a loud voice cut through the oppressive silence, "EXCELLENT, GIRLS! YOU HAVE DONE WELL. NOW IT'S TIME TO ENJOY THE REWARD OF YOUR LABORS."
The girls turned to see their Mistress approaching, wearing a long black leather coat that accentuated her voluptuous figure. In her hands, she held a large shovel. "LET'S GET TO WORK, GIRLS," she said with a smirk.
As one, the girls knelt down beside the full hole, their mouths watering in anticipation of the feast to come. Their Mistress began to scoop up handfuls of the warm, sticky feces, feeding it to them one by one. The taste was foul and disgusting, but the girls couldn't get enough of it. They lapped at the feces like hungry animals, groaning in mixed pleasure and disgust as it coated their tongues and filled their bellies.
The Mistress continued to feed them for what felt like hours, until the girls could barely stand from the sheer fullness in their stomachs. "THAT'S ENOUGH FOR TODAY, GIRLS," their Mistress said finally, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "BUT KNOW THIS: YOUR NEXT TRIAL WILL BE EVEN MORE CHALLENGING. SO BE SURE TO PRACTICE YOUR SHITFEEDING SKILLS WELL."
With that, she turned and walked away, leaving the girls to clean up the mess they had made. Some of them looked at each other in disbelief, wondering what their next challenge would be. But one thing was certain: they would do whatever it took to please their Mistress, no matter how depraved or degrading the task might be.
