I am a white male living in an Asian country. That's about the extent of my personal details I am willing to share, but I wanted to tell the world about how I became the luckiest man in the world and found how I could get girl's shit on demand. It started a year ago when the weather turned cold. I was using a public bathroom and stepped out, realizing this rather discrete location had an opportunity for me to sneak in and out of a woman's bathroom without detection. My jacket was gender neutral and I could easily cover up in the cold and sneak out if I had to. I tried it once and sat in the pink cubicle by the squat toilets and delightfully heard the sounds of a woman's heels as she entered, went into the stall next to me, and relieved herself. I was hooked.
I then realized I could do a little better with my "disguise". One evening I went to a local store and purchased some thick winter leggings. I later added all kinds of female clothing articles to my repertoire to aid in my access to the woman's bathroom. At first I just listened, but after a while I started using a secret video app on my phone and recording women's business under the stall. In a squat toilet the situation was ideal. I didn't see a face, she couldn't see me, and I got an unfettered side view of ass and occasionally pussy lips.
The lighting was always less than ideal. The latch on the stall was faulty so someone could walk in on me at any time. I decided I needed to change locations. I kept buying more clothes: a pink scarf, a white beanie, a pink down jacket on sale. All opportunity purchases. Soon I was more or less passable, at least at night. I spent many boring evening wandering around my block trying to find public bathrooms. I found a rather hidden one and that became my regular location for several months. One day I felt emboldened and decided to venture out during the day. Before I had used a rather large scarf to cover up my facial hair, but this time I decided to use a medical mask, as the practice is fairly normal in this Asian country.
I ended up wandering to a new bathroom. Unfortunately there was a bathroom attendant there so I knew I couldn't linger. But upon opening the nearest stall door, I found myself staring at the biggest dump I had ever seen. I was in awe. It was like Christmas. I didn't have a clue how I planned to take it back, so I took toilet paper and wrapped it up and carefully placed it in my jacket pocket. At home I took it out and found much of it had stuck to the toilet paper. Determined I picked at it until most of it was gone then furiously rubbed it all over myself and rubbed one out. It was amazing. After that I knew I had to somehow get more, though I didn't know how.
I returned to my habit of voyeurism for some time, listening to the sounds of women and catching what I missed afterward by looking at the videos I had recorded. I always tried to enter when no one was around and then I would check each stall to see if someone didn't flush, but I had very little luck over the next couple months. Soon the weather started to change and I moved apartments to a new area. One of the last purchases in my old area was a women's hair wig, which would help my passibility considerably. One fine morning I walked in my female form to the nearest public bathroom. It was larger than the other ones and in a pretty public place. 5 squat toilets and one western toilet in the corner. I squatted down in a stall and found the lighting perfect. There was music on so my crawling about wouldn't be so easily noticed, but still quiet enough I could hear the farts, streams of piss, and crackling of shit coming out. Over the next hour or so people came and went and so many took shits. The spaces between the stalls were closer together and there was a little more space under. Had I wanted or dared, I could have slipped my arm under and caught the shit with my hands. I take calculated risks though and would never, even though I find the fantasy appealing. I knew I had found my new spot. Unfortunately though with the weather warming, I wouldn't have much of a chance to enjoy it until the following cold season.
As it warmed up it became harder for me to be passable on the street, hiding behind layers of clothes. I found another toilet further away that was rather hidden and could visit in a pinch because it was open 24/7, but after coming home sweating from my wig and jacket, I knew the season had at last come to a close. I did, however, realize that this toilet and the one at my new spot both had knobs that controlled the water flow. A perfect tool to shit farm!
During the spring my desire for shit did not go away and I lamented I couldn't visit the public toilets. I reached out to craigslist and by pure chance a woman responded and over several weeks I convinced her to give me her shit for $30. I met her on a public street and she handed over a Tupperware container with a small but decent load inside. I came home and chewed on the soft shit, which was surprisingly mild in flavor, and played with myself. I never swallowed, nor do I, mainly because it does not fulfill any particular desire of mine. Just play, smear, chew, and masturbate with it.
Several weeks later I convinced her to come to my house and shit on me for the equivalent of $62. I had a great time and so over the next month we met twice more, each time I came up with a new fantasy I wanted to try out. She is not a looker and fairly lower class, so the money helps her and she helps me by providing what I could never get. Summer came and I left the country to visit home. I returned some time later and we continued to meet a half dozen more times.
That takes us to recently when the mercury has dropped considerably. Since then I have discovered online shopping and now have fake breasts, eyeliner, and even a pussy mold so that I can wear tighter fabrics out and strut my stuff on the way to the toilet. My regular routine, maybe 2 times a week, is to get all dressed and saunter down to my favorite WC. Inside I immediately go in a stall and turn off the water and flush so that there is no water left in the tank, then I wait to sneak into an adjacent stall so that I can perch until someone takes a shit and upon trying to flush, discovers there is no water and quickly runs out embarrassed. I am then allowed to sneak back in, scoop up the shit with a spoon into containers and put them in my purse and come home. I have done it so many times it is easy and without real risk, aside from the janitors who come and clean the bathroom now and again. Thanks to this situation, I can usually have a pile of warm shit ready for play within an hour and a half of deciding I'm craving a nice load. Some are soft, some are hard. Some are light and some are dark. And now I've really tasted a good sample of different Asian shits. I feel I have discovered the basic 4 or 5 types of flavors I encounter and have come to love them all. And THAT is how I came to have an endless supply of female shit.
PS Yes I still see this woman, Jane, regularly. She is in fact on her way here at this very moment. In case you are wondering, all of the details here are 100% truth. I have not told a single person about my fetish (aside from Jane) or pastime. But I thought you all deserved to know it is possible.
TL;DR I dress up as a girl, turn off the flush, and collect women's shit
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