The magnitude of his fat ass barely fitted into the small, yet luxurious looking toilet bowl. The thud echoed around the marble-lined room, followed by the unmistakable sounds of intestinal gurgling and heavy farting. He was a true king, relieving himself on his human toilet slave, who lay prostrate before him, eagerly awaiting each massive turd to be placed onto his face.
FatGassyFarts, also known as the Duke, was known throughout the realm for his prodigious flatulence and enormous girth. He ruled with an iron stomach, however, his body had begun to rebel against him in recent years. The weight gain had slowed his speech and movement, but instead of attempting to change himself, he simply demanded more from those around him.
Enter our narrator's slave, a young and ambitious man named James. He had heard tales of the Duke's toilet habits and the wealth and prestige that came with serving him. At first, he was appalled by the thought of such a demeaning task, but after months of poverty and failed attempts at finding work, he found himself kneeling before the Duke, prepared to do whatever it took to please his master.
The Duke's eyes glinted with approval as James eagerly opened his mouth, ready to receive the first payload. The weight of the Duke's ass pushed down on him, crushing his bones, but he remained silent, letting out soft moans of pleasure every time the hot stench invaded his nostrils.
Each fart was accompanied by a golden shower of piss, washing over James' face and into his mouth. His master's meat made it almost bearable for him; he couldn't help but wonder what it would taste like if he were eating such succulent flesh elsewhere—perhaps on a fine dining table instead of being used as a human toilet seat.
As the Duke finally emptied his bowels into the toilet, James felt a sense of relief wash over him as well. He knew that this was just the beginning of his servitude; there would be countless more turds to come. But for now, he cherished this moment of quiet and peace before the next round began.
He looked up at his master with admiration and lust mixed together in his eyes. The Duke grinned down at him, knowing full well that despite the humiliation and disgusting nature of his task, James was truly his loyal subject. And so, it began again: another round of taking the Duke's massive shits on his face, another taste of the riches and power that came with being the Duke's human toilet slave.
