Play with stool/poo?

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Oh man! You made me lose my lunch!Not really. But if its one of your kinks, Go ahead and do it but leave me out of it. =P

Well, unfortunately I've fallen victim to this fetish a few more times since the first time, though it's now been a few weeks without me doing it again, mostly due to swearing to myself that I wouldn't do it again, for real this time. I wasn't kidding when I said that it was a dangerous fetish, in the sense that you can get used to it rather too easily.I won't give too many details, but the few additional times I've tried scat, I felt much calmer after the fact than before. Oh, I still felt disgusted and in need of cleaning the whole bathroom, but I wasn't dripping with sweat over it like the first time. To be fair, I guess I was trying to find a way to endulge a bit in it while avoiding the worse, messier aspect of it. But almost everytime I started, I'd go further than I'd intended because I'd lose myself in the process thanks to the thrill involved, and I hated myself over it after climaxing.What I hate is the huge contrast between how I feel while masturbating with and without feces, and it's truely difficult to understand unless you've been through it. It's like trying to explain to a non-smoker how, once you've lit a cigarette, you just have this urge to smoke the whole pack . It's that strong, and also very scary. You just can't realize how weak you are until you've felt urges like that.As I said, each additional time I went for what I considered to be a reasonable goal (for example: shiting my finger but no smearing, shiting in my hand but dropping it afterward, etc) but everytime in my excitement I'd go further than intended because it felt too exciting. I'd always go back to smearing shit at least a little bit over my ass, or fingering my ass furiously while it was still partly covered in feces. And that's without even mentionning the things I'd like to do but can't bring myself to do (like smearing faces elsewhere on my body, or licking my dirty fingers). It's like my whole brain was turned off once I started, leaving a brainless, pleasure-seeking automaton behind. And the sad thing is, it still gave me the most powerful orgasm ever! But oh did I feel ashamed after the fact every single time.I probably won't post further in this topic, if only so that I don't encourage anyone else to try it. I guess my post are almost doing that already, but that wasn't my intention. I believe that people will try whatever they want on their own; all you can do if try and educate them beforehand. Hopefully, my experience will serve some purpose.

excuse me while i vomit "BLARGGGGG" now, dont get me wrong, i have no problems with someone who does it or thinks abotu it or anything, just hte very thouth of it makes me want to relf,

Nope. I'd never, ever show any part of my body online for any reason whatsoever. I just picked this name by combining two things (my shyness and the number 666), and I'm not surprised someone else might have chosen it too. It's not like this is the handle I use when posting on other message boards and thus I don't case if there is a duplicate somewhere. As for why I'd never post pictures of me, well my sex life is private, outside of discussing it here.It's just that I'm having a hard time with this unplanned fetish, and this seems to be the only place online where I can discuss it intelligently. Everywhere else people will either be huge scat fans (and I certainly neither want nor need the encouragement) or close-minded bigots (who'd hang me up a pole if they could get their hand on me for daring to mention shit play). I'm actually surprised nobody here has flamed me like crazy; despite moderation, it still tends to happen.

Honestly, keep that attitude. Scat is like a drug, better to never start.

Thanks for the support, I appreciate it. I've since taken steps to make sure I never (hopefully) endulge in this kind of practice again.For one, I got rid of any pornographic material depicting scat; while all of it was in the form of mangas, it was still a big source of addiction.Second, I'm also trying some kind of homemade 'aversion therapy', by which everytime I have to go to the toilet for a bowel movement, I try to concentrate on the disgusting aspects of it (smell, touch, messy, etc) to try and remove any sexual connections I've made with feces. One thing that didn't help originally is that I'd usually do both number 1 & 2 on the toilet and then masturbated while sitting there, so I'm trying to keep both set of activities separated for now.The human mind is very malleable, and I figured that if you can get used to disgusting things by thinking things through or rationalizing (like overcoming a phobia or developping a taste for food that you previously didn't like), then you can also change things the other way.