Mr. Unrat is in therapy with me because he has the unnatural urge to be peed and pooped on. Since the talk therapy has not shown any success so far, I will try a more daring therapy method this time.Take off your clothes!, I instruct my patient, Today were going to treat you with practical confrontation!I stand over the baffled Mr. Unrat and drop my clothes. Several times I have to tell him to concentrate on the therapy, instead of staring between my legs ;)I let a gigantic stream of golden shower run down on his body and yet I still have enough piss left for his mouth…My shit sausage lands directly on his stomach. I ask my patient to dip his fingers in poop and paint his inner emotional state on a canvas. Afterwards, he must also let his tongue circle over the poop-smeared canvas to complete the work of art.Bite by bite, I finally feed him my poop and then let him go out on the street unshowered and with shit in his mouth. As his therapist, I still hope that this will bring him to his senses….
