Chocolate Bliss

I was recently asked how do the members of Frustrated Inc celebrate our success? We'll I can't speak for everyone, I only interact directly with the Master and Fanuci. However I can speak for myself. For instance, after I arrived at An Inconvenient Cafe the other night to work a double shift I crapped in my costume and then worked 12 straight hours preparing dessert. Felt so good with that hot gooey pile dumped in this latex and foam.

I wished that I could live with some one (or two or three) in a shanty where there is no toilet so we would have no choice but to dump chocolate goo in our pants or on each other. Or even just use the floor to marinate and then roll around in it. Love to be nasty and dirty and filthy. In fact, everytime i dump i cream myself.

When I am in a particularly good mood, I empty my bowels in my roommate's (Fanuci) Converse sneakers, then go for a walk.

I especially love to spill my stool in my verry tight leather s&m Turd outfit, with cowboy boots, which I wear for Hillary fund-raisers. My leathers are so tight, that I must open my costume first to be able to unload in them. Then I close my leather suit and sit down, all my warm and smelly waste is squisshed between my legs down to the toes in my boots....yummy.