Mistress Anna and Mistress Alice walked in, their heels clicking against the hard tile floor of the lavatory. They had just finished a sumptuous dinner and were feeling quite full. Their eyes fell on the human toilet, waiting patiently for its next load.
"Are you ready for this, Alice?" Mistress Anna asked, looking down at the pathetic creature held upright by restraints. It was covered in its own filth and stank to high heaven. But it seemed to tremble with anticipation nonetheless.
"Oh yes, Anna," replied Mistress Alice with a mischievous grin. "I think it has been long enough since we last used this toilet. Shall we give it a good filling?"
"Indeed," replied Mistress Anna, unzipping her dress and releasing a powerful stream into the waiting mouth below. The toilet struggled against its restraints, unable to contain the flood of urine that poured into its open mouth.
"I think that's enough for now," said Mistress Alice, who unzipped her skirt and sat down on the toilet, lowering her delicate panties to reveal her plump, steaming gifts. "Time for some real human shit."
As she descended, embedding herself deeper into the toilet's waiting maw, she began to release large, fat turds one after another. The smell was overwhelming, but the toilet was not complaining. In fact, it seemed to be moaning in ecstasy as it consumed every bit of filth that was offered to it.
Mistress Alice sat there, her ass glistening with sweat and exertion, releasing a continuous stream of feces into the waiting mouth below. Mistress Anna watched with amusement as the toilet struggled to swallow each massive load, its cheeks hollowing and bulging with each successive deposit.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Mistress Anna decided it was time to bring this session to a close. "Enough, Alice," she said, clapping her hands together. "We've given it more than enough to feast on."
With that, Mistress Anna untied the restraints holding up the toilet, allowing it to slump back in exhaustion. It had been a long and arduous meal for the poor creature, but it had taken everything it was given and then some. The two mistresses stood over it, surveying their handiwork, satisfied with the night's proceedings.
"Tomorrow, we will wash it clean and feed it again," Mistress Anna said, her voice softening slightly. "For now, it can rest."
With that, they walked out of the lavatory, leaving the human toilet to stew in its own filth. But despite the humiliation and degradation it had endured, there was a strange sense of satisfaction in knowing that it had pleased its mistresses. And with that thought in mind, the toilet slowly began to regain its strength, eagerly anticipating the next time it would be called into service.
