Fen Zhou's Diners Club

Chapter 2 (Courses 2 & 3)

Course 2:

After Alyssa left, Andrew got up from the platform and inspected the area around where he had been laying looking for any stray pieces of Alyssa's shit or puddles of urine that he may have missed. He saw only two small wet spots on either side of where his head had been. He tore off a piece of paper towel and blotted the spots, soaking everything up into the paper. He then ate the piece of paper towel making sure he was in full view of the cameras so there could be no dispute.

Andrew got down from the platform to get another bottle of water and some more anti-nausea extract. He did a couple of stretches and squats to wake up his limbs when he spotted a small marble sized piece of Alyssa's shit on the floor. He must've missed it and it had rolled off the platform and fell to the floor. Andrew picked it up between his index finger and thumb and turned it over to inspect all sides. There was no visible dust or dirt on it. This floor must've been immaculately cleaned before he arrived. Andrew closed his eyes and put Alyssa's final remaining morsel in his mouth. It hit different this time.

Andrew had tasted shit only twice before today. Once with a Pro Domme and once with an ex girlfriend. He had consumed a tiny amount before but never the quantity he had experienced so far today. Every time he had ever tasted shit before, he had the same visceral reaction... an urgent desire to get it out of his mouth either by spitting it out or quickly swallowing it. This small morsel of Alyssa's shit was different somehow. Or maybe his palate was evolving. The initial flavor sensation wasn't good to him by any means; but he did not have the same immediate urge to get it out of his mouth. He was noticeably more capable of enduring the taste.

He let the morsel sit on his tongue for several seconds then rolled it around in his mouth trying to identify and savor each distinct flavor. He finally smashed it against the roof of his mouth to flatten it and then let it sit on his tongue for another moment before swallowing. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the flavor profile still lingering in his mouth. It was complex, natural, and powerful. "Interesting" Andrew thought. Then he took several swigs of water to cleanse his palate before climbing back up on to the platform and into position. He pressed the green button. And waited.

Andrew heard the crisp click of the electric lock disengaging in the door as someone swiped a keycard. Then a moment passed and she was standing over him. He never heard her footsteps -- she must walk very lightly. She introduced herself. "Hello Andrew, my name is Liling." Andrew thought she must be Chinese-American like Madam Zhou... of Chinese decent but clearly raised and educated in the U.S. because she spoke perfect English with no accent. Liling had silky black hair, smooth fair skin, and a petite frame. "I am a sous chef here at Fen Zhou's," she continued. "I have worked with Madam Zhou for 8 years. I know this is your first time with us, Andrew, so I imagine for your first course you focused on swallowing quickly and keeping everything down. That is understandable and you've done very well."

"But we mustn't forget that one of Madam Zhou's main goals with this entire project is to expand taste horizons... to identify flexible palates and push their boundaries... making them more receptive to new, groundbreaking flavors. For that, you must slow down and savor. You must give your taste buds a chance to connect with all the intricate nuances that Madam Zhou has woven together. She really is a genius, you know, what she's doing here is revolutionary. Never been done before. She's crafted cuisine that is spectacular not only from kitchen to plate to initial consumption but then again from bowels to mouth to secondary consumption. We've taken to calling it multi-phasic cuisine. It's a shame it's controversial and has to be kept under the radar. For now at least. Maybe one day we can share it with the world, yes?" Liling asked rhetorically.

"Well, let's get started. In the last 24 hours, I've had the seared yellow snapper in homemade soy, Hakka noodles with mushroom and chives, Jasmine rice, and hot and sour soup. Remember... savor everything. Take your time. I'm in no rush, I want you to experience every flavor." With that, Liling turned around, pulled down her pants and panties, and sat down.

Liling's sphincter puckered slightly then retracted. She shifted her weight on the seat and adjusted her legs then inhaled audibly. As she exhaled, her sphincter puckered again and slowly opened. It expanded. Then expanded again. Liling moaned with what sounded like a mix of pleasure and struggle as her pelvis tilted upward then pushed back downward in sync with her bowel contractions. Then a robust turd began to appear. It was very girthy but not too long. Still, Andrew could tell it wouldn't fully fit in his mouth lengthwise.

He would need time to work on it before he would have room for more and so he would need to press the red button once it drops. The thought reminded him of what she had just told him about savoring and not rushing. He had nearly fallen back into that mode of thinking. It was his default mode to rush through but she would want him to take his time with it. He needed to really absorb this beautiful piece of Liling's shit. Let it permeate through the skin of his tongue and the inner walls of his mouth. Andrew would have to bite it in half and hold one half in his hand while savoring the other.

Liling was still struggling to push it out. As he waited, Andrew took a moment to visually drink in the view of Liling's ass. Her skin was flawless, hairless, seemingly poreless. It was so smooth and even. The beauty of her ass and the anticipation of receiving this meal filled him with white hot excitement. Andrew truly felt eager to taste Liling's shit now. He longed for it to fall. It was so close to dropping. He moved his right hand up to his chest, readying it to hold Liling's turd steady in his mouth once caught. He moved his left hand into position to be ready to press the red button.

Andrew watched, mouth watering, as her turd slowly tapered off and finally fell into his open mouth. He closed his eyes and felt a rush of horrible pleasure shutter through his body. He hit the red button as he bit threw it, pulling the top half away in his hand. Liling let out a long sigh of satisfaction. "My god, that felt good. Take your time with that. Really savor it." Liling giggled a little. "I'm gonna use your phone for a few."

She then took Andrew's phone off the table and pointed it at the image of his face projected on the mannequin head. The Face ID recognized the projection as Andrew's face and unlocked. Liling continued, "... and by-the-way... in case, you're wondering how it works... as you already know, you were instructed to have 3 payment apps accessible and funded. So, each one of us gets to pick one of those apps to open and then send to ourselves from it. However, we don't get to browse through all your apps and then choose which one to send from. We have to stick with whichever app we decide to open first. Alyssa told me that she chose your Cash App tonight so I'll have to pick another. I'm thinking your Venmo? ...looks like it's either that or Apple Cash? I'm gonna go with Venmo."

Andrew barely heard what Liling was saying. His mind was reeling from the sensation of her shit now filling his mouth. He caressed it with his tongue and shifted it in his mouth. It was quite a mouthful and would stretch his cheeks as he moved it from side to side. He was going to have to really chew to get it broken down enough to swallow. And he was still holding the other half in his hand. As he began to slowly chew, a smorgasbord of flavors erupted through his mouth and mind. They were all bitter but deeply intricate and potent. So potent. Andrew felt high from it.

He was learning to appreciate the bitter taste and even the smell. Opening his eyes again for a moment to gaze at Liling's ass hovering above him, Andrew felt another surge of sensation pulse through him. He was feeling the thrill of his new ability to appreciate these strong flavors and smells but also was feeling a renewed and strengthened appreciation for the women providing them.

He felt a deepening sense of submission toward Liling at the moment but also Alyssa and Madam Zhou who had made all this possible. He wanted nothing more than to please them and exalt them. He felt that sense of absolute worship in this moment with every chew of Liling's shit. Every swallow was a prayer of thanks to her for such a beautiful experience. As he chewed and swallowed more, the taste and the scent and the feeling of total worship combined into a seemingly single sensation that completely dominated his mind.

A tiny part of him still found this revolting but that part detached from the experience and went silent. All other thoughts and concerns disappeared. Andrew was focused entirely on savoring the experience and not disappointing his provider. He was not worried about how much money she might take or about any potential health issues from eating so much shit. He only wanted to savor and consume... and do whatever necessary to earn his provider's approval.

As he swallowed his first portion of Liling's gift or as she had called it "Madam Zhou's multi-phasic cuisine", he had a final, fleeting thought about the money this was costing him and was surprised that he actually felt good about it. He had put just over $5k in his Venmo as instructed and knew that Liling was certainly sending all of it to herself. And this was in addition to the $7500 Alyssa had taken earlier. But this experience was so amazing, he felt the cost was justified. It felt right to him that it was so outrageously expensive.

Andrew's growing sense of worship for them made him realize that these women deserved every dollar they took. Keeping that sense of gratitude forefront in his mind, Andrew finished swallowing the rest of the shit in his mouth. And then proceeded to finish the other half of Liling's shit still in his hand in the same fashion... chewing, shifting it around the different surfaces in his mouth to get the full flavor, basking in the flood of adoration for her for allowing him this opportunity... and then finally swallowing. Once he finished, Andrew pressed the green button.

Liling sat up off the seat partially so that she could look down through the hole and see Andrew's face. "Wonderful, wasn't it?" she asked rhetorically. "Don't worry. There's still more. But this time, I want you to reach up and take it in your hand rather than letting it fall in your mouth. Then I want you to lick it a few times like you would a popsicle because tasting it while your tongue is exposed to the air will help bring out different flavors. Then take small bites, one at a time, and roll each one around in your mouth before chewing and swallowing. Understood? Just nod. Don't speak...." Andrew nodded obediently. "Good boy. Get ready."

Liling sat back down and shifted back into position. She grunted with determination trying to get her bowels to re-engage. She shifted again and pressed at her tummy with her hand. Then grunted a few more times before the head of another turd began to emerge. Once enough of it had emerged, Andrew reached up and lightly wrapped his fingers around it. He cradled it in his hand not gripping tightly or pulling on it but instead waiting for her to continue pushing the rest out. Liling's turd tapered off and Andrew gripped it in his hand before it fell. Then another small chunk followed and he was able to reflexively catch it in his mouth.

He began to smash the small piece up in his mouth as Liling pushed and grunted a few quick times to make certain her bowels were empty. It was clear she was done but he pressed the red button anyway just in case. Andrew swallowed the small piece in his mouth then began licking the turd in his hand as Liling had instructed. Licking then taking small bites and rolling them around his mouth before chewing and swallowing. He continued, taking his time to savor each bite, until he had finished the last of Liling's shit. She continued with his phone in the meantime.

When he had swallowed all of Liling's waste, Andrew again pressed the green button. Liling responded by telling him to swivel the attached funnel into position beneath the hole from the toilet and seal his mouth around the funnel opening. Liling began to release a small trickle of urine. Then a few more drops... then suddenly she let erupt a gushing geyser of piss. It began to fill the funnel so quickly that Andrew feared it would reach the top and overflow. He did his best to open his throat and gulp quickly. He managed to swallow just fast enough to avoid overflow. When she had finished pissing down Andrew's throat, Liling was kind enough to ask if he had finished swallowing it all yet and told him to press the red button then the green button again to let her know when he was ready.

He finished gulping her piss and did as he was told. Liling then turned on the bidet to wash her ass. There was only a small amount of shit residue left on her ass. It mixed with the water from the bidet and the brown liquid swirled down through the funnel into Andrew's mouth. As she continued spraying with the bidet, the water went from a hint of brown to clear. Andrew was relieved to have a clean drink to help wash everything down. When Liling stopped, Andrew gulped down the remaining water and pressed the red button again.

"That's all I have for you tonight, I'm afraid. Well done by the way. You did as you were instructed and I have a strong feeling you made real progress. Good boy! I hope you have thoroughly enjoyed this meal that we have worked very hard to make for you. I will certainly enjoy spending the $5000 you paid me tonight," Liling laughed playfully then abruptly turned serious. "Don't forget to clean up and consume anything that you may have missed. And then prepare yourself for tonight's final course."

"You are a very lucky man. Madam Zhou, herself, will be serving your last course tonight. Something she rarely makes time for. She must think you're special. She will be ready with it soon and she does not like to waste time so make sure you clean up fast and press that green button as quickly as possible. Goodnight, Andrew." Liling smiled down at him through the hole and waved. And with that, she was gone. Andrew heard the door click shut almost instantly after she moved out of sight. Again, he heard no sound of footsteps or movement. She just glided out of the room silently and gracefully.

Andrew got down from the platform and finished what remained in his bottle of water. He meticulously examined the platform and the floor below for any missed bits of Liling's shit or splashes of her piss. He found none. To be thorough, Andrew tore a piece of paper towel and wiped down the inside of the funnel and then wiped his own lips and sides of his face. He then ate the paper towel. He opened a new bottle of water, took a few swigs, and then got back into position on the platform and pressed the green button.

Course 3:

Mere minutes after Andrew was in position and ready, he heard the door click open and quiet but fast footsteps. Peering through the hole above his face and up through the toilet he saw the face of an Asian woman look down at him. He recognized her from her photos. It was Madam Zhou. Her flawless face did not betray her age but Andrew could still tell somehow that she was middle-aged. Probably because something in her expression showed a confidence and authority that typically only comes with age.

"Hello, Andrew. I am Madam Zhou. I have been observing your experience this evening. I'm sure you see the cameras. You've done quite well so far. I believe yours is a palate I can work with." Andrew heard the same confidence and authority in her voice. This was a woman who is accustomed to being in charge. Accustomed to holding others to high expectations and probably swiftly cutting them loose if they fail to live up.

Madam Zhou continued, "But first, allow me to explain a few things. Why do I insist on collecting the contact info of your friends and family and why do I record and document your experience here so fully? It's not really about blackmailing you into eating everything. It is primarily insurance to protect us from exposure. Unfortunately, too many people would not understand what we're trying to do here and if word reaches the wrong sort then they might try to shut us down.

I don't mind some limited, whispered word-of-mouth. After all, that's how we attract new consumers. But I ask that you only tell someone if you are confident they are truly a potential candidate and can remain discreet. Remember that the risk of exposure is as much yours as ours. So use very careful judgement here.

Don't tell anyone who isn't up to it financially.

Don't tell anyone who hasn't demonstrated a sophisticated palate.

Don't tell anyone who you don't fully trust to know this secret about you.

And don't provide them any evidence of any kind.

Only mention it privately, individual to individual, so that you maintain plausible deniability. If you do know a potential consumer and they express interest, you can give them the same email you were initially given and they can make contact through that. Do not give them my name, the location of the restaurant, Alyssa or Liling's names, etc. Nod if you understand." Madam Zhou paused to see Andrew nod obediently then continued to speak.

"Good... Now, the main reason I insist on you eating everything is because I want you to have the opportunity to get past the initial shock and give your palate the chance it needs to adjust. The other reason, as you are learning, is that this delicacy has an extremely high market value. So for it to go to waste would be a terrible loss. Every ounce of it is potentially worth thousands. I don't like seeing that value flushed down the toilet. No pun intended," Madam Zhou chuckled.

"A couple more things before I serve your last course. I think your palate has potential. If you are interested, I would like to continue your training. In about 7 months, we are having a convention for a select group of our providers and consumers. We've booked a large place in the mountains. It has a main house with 10 bedrooms and 10 bathrooms. Plus 3 large guest houses on a large estate with lots of amenities. Very private, very nice place. It will be for 6 days. We will experiment and enjoy and really push the boundaries of multi-phasic cuisine. If you continue your training and do well then you will earn an invitation.

Alyssa, the server from your first course, is available to help continue your training for the next 7 months. She will contact you in the next couple of days to make certain you wish to continue and to work out the details. I recommend you meet to train at least every 2 weeks but I will leave the logistics up to you two to figure out. You will pay her $2000 for each session. You are free to meet here and use this facility when available or you can arrange to meet anywhere that is convenient for Alyssa. I leave that up to her.

Now, for this last course tonight, you will need the funnel as what I have for you will be quite loose. Should be similar in consistency to a thin custard. It will consist of 2nd phase sweet and sour prawn with pomegranate, pineapple tart, and soy milk pudding. You will not need to use the red and green buttons this time because I won't be stopping and starting. I like to completely empty myself in one rapid release. You will take whatever goes through the funnel initially into your mouth and the funnel will hold the rest while you take your time to work through it.