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Embarking on a tantalizing challenge, I vowed to consume fresh grapes without chewing, then excavate them from my excrement whole; otherwise, self-imposed penalties awaited – nipple tugging and enema administration.
The inaugural day of the challenge proved delectable, featuring an array of plump and petite grapes devoured, many ingested unchewed. However, the subsequent day revealed a sordid reality:
After executing a seductive striptease, I defecated onto a dish – a hefty, stubborn stool inviting exploration. Immersing my fingers into its velvety depths, I churned the creamy mound, scouring for evidence of yesterday’s consumed grapes amidst the fecal matter.
Initially, hope emerged upon discovering a diminutive, firm sphere. Extracting it, I distinguished a grape coated in waste. Further investigation yielded additional oval forms – grapes marinated in my personalized hot chocolate sauce.
Separating these gems from their surroundings, I indulged in spreading the remaining viscous substance across my skin, focusing on my form and derriere, rubbing, swaying, and sullying the mixture. Once adequately caked in filth, I demonstrated my newfound dirtiness via pirouettes and seating, consuming my chocolate-covered treasures.
Chewing the succulent fruits displayed my tainted oral cavity, reddened tongue prominently featured. Swallowing the excrement-laden delights culminated in exhibiting my now spotless yet recently sullied mouth.
Post-consumption, I proceeded to bathe, meticulously cleansing vast quantities of residue, diligently washing my genitalia and anus using a large brush. Standing erect, I urinated prior to drying myself, punctuating the act with a resoundingly loud flatulence emission.
Donning a pristine frock, I returned to the seat whereat my grape journey commenced initially. Indeed, grapes draped in chocolate prove divine, magnified further still when accompanied by a luxurious layer of one’s unique excretion blend.
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