Jane wiped her juicy lips and stood up from the leather chair, admiring herself in the full-length mirror. She never thought she'd come to love the feel of shitting on someone's tongue, but there was something undeniably thrilling about it. As Jane reached down to unclipped the metal funnel from its place under the chair, she couldn't help but let a satisfied smirk spread across her face. Jane was a gorgeous SSBBW queen, and she knew it. Her voluptuous body was covered in a sexy purple outfit that hugged her curves in all the right places, highlighting her full belly and massive ass.
She turned to face the toilet slave, who was on all fours waiting patiently for his next task. "You know what to do, slave," she purred, her voice dripping with venom. The slave nodded gratefully, positioning himself under the chair with the funnel held stiffly between his teeth. Jane grunted as she sat back down, feeling the familiar weight of her massive ass hitting the leather chair. With one hand, she gripped the thick, soft roll of fat that hung over her pubic area, pulling it to the side in order to give herself better access to the funnel.
Jane closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she felt the first few fingers of her lowerDigistive system touching the slave's tongue. She let out a long, low moan, feeling the warmth of his tongue against her finger. It was a sensation that always sent shivers down her spine. Then, without warning, she began to push.
It wasn't easy; Jane was incredibly gassy today, and her constipation was making it hard for her to push out anything at all. But she kept at it, using her tremendous size and strength to force her food through her digestive system and down into the slave's waiting mouth. The smell of human feces wafted through the air as she struggles, causing even Jane to wrinkle up her nose in distaste. But she didn't stop. Not until she finally felt the satisfaction of an empty gut.
Jane leaned back, breathing heavily. She looked down at the slave, who was still holding the funnel between his teeth, his eyes trained on her in wide-eyed awe. "That was incredible," he murmured, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own heavy breathing. Jane smiled smugly. "I know," she purred, reaching down to grab the slave's hair in her fist. "And you know what? You're going to swallow every. Last. Drop."
With that, she gave his hair a firm tug, pulling him closer to her lap. Jane lifted up her skirt, revealing her massive, sweaty throbbing pussy to the waiting slave. "Now," she commanded, her voice low and menacing, "tell me if you're a good toilet for me." The slave nodded eagerly, licking his lips in anticipation. And so began another round of debauchery in the throne room of Queen Siya.
