Title: SSBBW Queen Siya - Full-toilet slave --> MASTER level TEST
Studio: SSBBW Queen Siya
I sat on the toilet bowl, feeling the warmth of my piss filling the water up to the brim. I could feel it swirling around and lapping against the edges of the bowl, eager to pour out in thick streams. But for now, I was content to just let it sit there, relishing in the thought of what was to come.
My eyes scanned over my reflection in the water. 34JJ, a massive and shapely figure filled with voluptuous curves, stared back at me. My round, plump stomach protruded out from my body, covered in a fine sheen of sweat. It was time to put a loyal servant to the ultimate test.
I grabbed a handful of my rolls of fat, squeezing them together until they jiggled satisfyingly. Then, I leaned forward, lowering my enormous breasts into the bitter-smelling liquid. The cold shock of the pee-filled water sent shivers down my spine, but I welcomed it. It only made me feel more powerful.
With a defiant grin, I lifted up one plump leg and eased it into the water until I felt the cold tingling around my thigh. Then, with a deep breath, I lowered myself down onto the footstool, letting out a contented sigh as the cooling sensation spread through my body.
I reached out to the controller on my bedside table and pressed a button. There was a whirring sound from somewhere in the room, followed by a low hum that quickly grew louder. As I watched, an invisible force lifted my enormous frame off the ground and mounted it onto the toilet, securing it firmly in place.
My breasts were now level with the rim of the bowl, practically spilling over. I could feel my heart pounding in anticipation as I looked down at my swollen belly, knowing what was coming next.
"Prepare yourself," I whispered hoarsely, "for the Master level TEST."
With that, I leaned forward, lowering my mouth towards the thick cascade of piss gushing from between my legs. The smell was intoxiating, a heady mix of sweetness and musk that made me feel strangely aroused. As I opened my mouth wide, I felt the cool liquid begin to pour onto my tongue.
It was thick and viscous, coating my mouth in a sticky layer of pee. I lapped at it hungrily, swishing it around and allowing it to dribble down my chin. The taste was incredibly intense, but I welcomed the burning sensation that claimed my senses.
As the flow slowed down, I reached out with one hand and grasped the edge of the bowl. With a slow, steady rhythm, I began to swirl the pee around, creating a vortex of thick liquid. And then, as if on command, my body felt a familiar tightening sensation low down in my belly.
"Now," I growled, "it's time to see if you've truly mastered the art of becoming my toilet slave."
I waited for several excruciatingly long minutes, my eyes locked onto the spinning vortex of piss. And then, finally, it happened. A soft gurgling sound, followed by a wet splutter, told me that the very first turd of the day had emerged.
I watched, mesmerized, as it slowly rose towards the surface. It was huge, the size of a softball, and dark brown in color. It bobbed gently in the water, taunting me with its size and perfection.
With a grunt of satisfaction, I leaned forward once more and opened my mouth wide. The first lump of shit slid past my lips and into my waiting mouth. It was warm and soft, melting against my tongue and sliding down my throat in a smooth, steady stream.
As I swirled the thick liquid around in my mouth, I could feel more pieces of feces breaking off from the main lump and slipping past my lips. One after another, they joined the growing mass in my belly, until I felt like I was going to explode.
But I wasn't about to give up. With a final, determined heave, I forced the last of the turd down my throat, feeling it slide down my esophagus and into my stomach with a satisfying glop. Only then did I finally allow myself to lean back, letting out a long sigh of relief.
"Good job, my little toilet slave," I whispered, drawing the words out like tendrils of smoke. "You've truly earned your place at my side."
And with that, I reached down and felt the warm, moist tingling between my legs. It was already starting to fill up again with fresh pee, awaiting its next journey through my slave's body.
