My ex-gf had some truly bizarre habits. After dating for about 3 months but not living together, I stayed the night at her house. When I got up to use the bathroom in the morning there was a huge pile of poo in the shower stall. She claimed her dog would go to the bathroom in the shower stall. Clever dog you might think; until you hear that the dog somehow managed to open a glass shower door which unless the dog was a genius - was literally impossible. Human poo and dog poo don't smell the same. I was suspicious. The following week, my ex-gf mother was at her house during the day. When I arrived later that day, she and her mom had burned all the bedding from her bed because (she claimed) it was ruined. How? ...no real answer was offered. However, the house and particularly the bedroom smelt like a public toilet. A large box of black latex gloves lay on the floor of the bedroom, while ex fiancé lay in bed complaining about a tummy ache and sore back door. Nevertheless, she was incredibly horny and wanted sex. Upon just touching her pussy she was squirting and coming like a crazy whore on ecstasy. I also noticed several small black dots around her pubic area, they were like small raised burns. I was concerned enough to stay the night again (although I wish I hadn't). At about 3am I heard her cell phone ring and she jumped out of bed and went to talk to the caller in the bathroom. I pretended to be asleep, while from the dark bedroom I heard her pleading and begging the caller that she 'couldn't because she had company". Minutes later I heard her going to the toilet. By rolling over in bed I could see into the bathroom. She was holding a condom against her asshole and going poo into it! when she was done she tied a knot in the condom. Minutes later a car pulled into the drive and I watched her walk silently through the bedroom holding the filling condom in her hand. She went to the front door and opened it. I sneaked a look out of the window to see her Mom come to the door and take the filled condom from her, slap her twice in the face, got back in her car and drove off. My gf got back into bed and instantly fell asleep. In the morning I asked her who had called during the night feigning it had disturbed me. She said it was a wrong number. I asked her who had come to the house at almost 4am and she looked at me like I was crazy saying no one had been there during the night. The following week, I visited her house after she had gone to work. It was time for a proper snoop. She had laid out puppy poo mats here and there because her little dog stayed at home alone all day. She said that her dog must have eaten something bad or gotten stomach upset, because the puppy poo mats laid out for the dog had piles of poo on them. Her tiny dog was surly incapable of producing veritable mountains of poo, this was human poo....her human poo. During my snoop of her house I found a veritable pharmacy of dozens of different pills, a box containing sticky pads, wires and two boxes that I now know are electric Tens units, four boxes of black latex gloves, three electric shock prods, a black studded collar, and several different sized filthy crusted dildos and butt plugs all wrapped in paper towels - none of which had been washed or cleaned after use. Another box contained bondage clothing, straps, buckles whips, chains gags, rope, and other assorted sex toys. I also found a dated journal she had been recently writing and numerous compromising photo's of her with her aged blind grandma, mother, aunt and my gf's twin sister, all were playing the foulest toilet games with each other's piss and scat. There was a small black ringed notebook with pages of six digit numbers, dates and what looked like GPS coordinates that made no sense to me at all. I ran for the hills, but I kept the journal - just in case the gf turned into a crazy stalker! I kicked her too the kerb as it was obvious she had a Scat Fetish and her Mom probably did too.