Jill, 25, a compulsive shit-eater

Like many women, Jill got into scat play in college simply because it was a fashionable trend. It disgusted her at first, but then so had eating broccoli. Or more seriously, she'd always thought a man penetrating her with his dick would be painful and she'd hate it, but after enduring it initially because it was expected, by age 20 she loved having sex with guys.

Scat play was quite trendy on her college campus and girls who didn't do it were seen as boring or even conservative, which was a dirty word back then. So she'd let a woman shit on her chest and play with it, holding her nose and waiting for it to be over. She even played with her own shit to get used to the feel, and at a party she and her friend caked themselves in each other's shit to impress everybody.

She assumed all girls were doing it just to look cool and sophisticated in the wacky milieu of modern university life, even the girls who ate shit, the most **** expression of the kink. One day during an after-class threesome (it was college) the guy wanted to see Jill and the other girl do some shit play. Jill reluctantly agreed but the other girl asked Jill to shit in her mouth, which relieved her. That was easy enough and halfway fun for her, it felt cool to shit in a pretty girl's mouth.

The girl was a pretty blond, very skinny, a real cheerleader type. Jill thought she was trying too hard to be cool and eating shit just for popularity. Jill dropped a big turd in the pretty girl's mouth, then watched as the girl chewed some and swallowed it down then played excitedly with the rest, kneading it with her fingers, then slowly eating it, relishing it like candy. Jill thought she was faking at first, but no one could keep it up for that long with such enthusiasm.

The girl told her once you get used to the taste of poop, it's the best thing in the world. Jill experimented on her own, pooping on plates and eating her own shit at home. It was disgusting at first and made her throw up. Then it became a neutral taste she could get down and keep down, but it wasn't anything fun. Then one day she pooped on a kitchen plate and was at her table chowing down on her own poop. She'd gotten used to the taste. She loved it.