“Miss, please feed us easy!” begged the fat YukkuriReimu.

“Well, alright,” said Ciel, as she dropped her skirt and panties and squatted in the forest. A torrent of mushy shit erupted from her asshole, splashing against the trees behind her and blasting the yukkuris with its putrid force. Ciel groaned with effort as she pushed out entire liters of shit from her body. Once she was done, steaming feces covered the local flora and dripped from the leaves. The smell was bad enough to cause flowers to wilt. The yukkuris, however, were having a feeding frenzy, lapping up the shit from the ground and each other. It was a foul, chunky soup of digested food, but the yukkuris loved it, as it was a whole medley of flavors.

“This shit’s good!” one of them exclaimed. The yukkuri family’s diet consisted entirely of Ciel’s waste, delivered lovingly from her runny rump. They had even forgotten how to forage for food in the wild. They simply followed Ciel around and cleaned up after her chronically leaky asshole

“Reimu’s about to give birth!” yelled the fattest one, as a small hole opened up under its mouth.

“How lovely,” muttered Ciel.

The other yukkuri shouted congratulations at the new mother, as it slowly pushed its baby out.

Ciel, who turned away to clean her glasses, heard quite a commotion coming from behind her. The yukkuri were in an uproar.

“Dat’s not Reimu’s baby!” one of them shouted. Indeed, the new arrival looked nothing like a Reimu or Marisa. A tuft of blue hair adorned the top of the gelatinous mass. Blue eyes opened to look at the world.

“Suppress it easy!” said the Koyukkuri Ciel.

The yukkuris seemed divided about what to do with the abomination. Some wanted to kill it, others wanted to raise it. Ciel, however, was quite insulted that one of these disgusting creatures bore her likeness. She walked into the group of yukkuris and picked up the koyukkuriciel.

"Mwommy?” it asked, staring at her with glistening eyes.

Determined to get rid of it before it could reproduce, Ciel popped it in her mouth. “I can’t suppless it eajy like dis!” it complained, before Ciel bit down. The kKoyukkuri Ciel burst open, and something warm and spicy filled Ciel’s mouth. It was… curry! The most delicious curry she’d ever tasted! She fell to her knees in ecstasy as her tongue was bathed in the perfectly seasoned curry. The yukkireimu must’ve absorbed Ciel’s DNA somehow from eating her shit for so long.

“More! I must have more!” roared Ciel, curry dripping from her lips. She grabbed the nearest yukkuri, a Yukkuri Marisa, and used her knife to cut a hole in the yukkuri’s head.

“Please stop! I can’t take it easy like this, miss!” it moaned.

Holding the hole to her anus, Ciel began pumping the yukkuri full of hot, steamy shit. Its bean paste overflowed from its mouth and dripped down Ciel’s legs. Soon, the yukkuri was at full capacity and burst like a ripe tomato, showering the group with bean paste and excrement. From the tattered remains of the yukkuri, little koyukkuriciels emerged. They barely had time to shout their first words before Ciel scooped them up and popped them in her mouth. The taste, made even better by the mother’s anguish, was pure culinary bliss. The other yukkkuris, horrified by this spectacle, tried to run away, but Ciel pinned them to the ground with her knives. She cut open the top of each one, and uses them as one would use a toilet. A talking, complaining toilet. Once they are filled with enough shit, they give birth to another koyukkuriciel, and the cycle begins anew. Ciel’s yukkuri farm had just begun.

And that’s why yukkuris say “This shit’s good!” as they have instinctive memories of their luxurious time with Ciel, before she bred them purely for curry.

Wow, nice story. O_o' Pretty out of nowhere, but short and sweet...and sour...lol. XD

Please, do more work. :D