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This girl is completely out of my league, not even close. I've never seen anyone this beautiful in real life. Her face is perfect, her body is flawless, and she's tall and elegant. Just looking at her picture makes me feel small and insignificant. I have this fantasy, this deep need to be used as a human toilet. Most women would never consider actually using someone like that, especially not someone like me with someone like her. The gap between us feels impossible to bridge. To get just a taste of that experience, I buy girls' shit online. It costs a lot of money, sometimes more than I should spend, but it feels worth it for people like me who crave this kind of connection. When I receive the package, there's this thrill knowing what's inside came from a woman. When I look at her photo now, I know something intimate about her that she'll never know about me. I've eaten her shit. That thought runs through my mind constantly when I see her image. Eating what came out of her body makes me feel connected to her in a way nothing else could. While she lives her life completely unaware of my existence, I carry this secret knowledge inside me physically. Her waste has been inside my mouth, my stomach. That act bridges the impossible distance between us momentarily. A princess like her would never choose to use someone like me as her toilet in reality, but through this transaction, I get to imagine what it would be like if she did choose me for that purpose. The feeling is indescribable, a mix of degradation and privilege knowing something so private from her is now part of me. Looking at her perfect photo while remembering the taste and texture of what came from inside her creates this intense paradox that keeps drawing me back for more experiences like this one.