Mommy Misfit, a bold, curvaceous woman with a notorious reputation as a mistress, had recently become your stepmom. One day, while she was babysitting you, she decided to give you a bath.
As you soaked in the warm water, Mommy Misfit regaled you with stories about her past exploits as a mistress. She laughed contagiously as she described the many men who had worshipped at her feet, surrendering themselves completely to her every whim.
As she finished her tale, Mommy Misfit's eyes sparkled with an idea. She stood up and came over to you, that wicked grin on her face. "I think it's time we gave you a chance to serve me," she purred.
Without warning, she lifted you up and sat you on the floor beneath her toilet seat. Your heart raced as she placed the flush handle within easy reach. "You're going to be my human toilet," she whispered, her breath hot against your ear.
As she began to use the bathroom, you felt her warm urine on your legs and the coolness of her feces on your skin. You tried not to panic as she warned you that she might not only fill your mouth up with shit but also that her last human toilet had been a Barbie doll.
Despite your revulsion, Mommy Misfit's excitement was contagious. She moaned in pleasure as she watched you struggle to swallow her excrement. And when she was finally finished, she burst into laughter, her stomach muscles rippling beneath her wet skin.
As she wiped herself clean, Mommy Misfit looked down at you fondly. "You know what? I think I'm going to keep you," she said with a smile. "You might just make the perfect full-time human toilet slave."
From that moment on, your life changed completely. You became Mommy Misfit's personal toilet, her willing vessel for her waste. And while it was undoubtedly humiliating, you couldn't help but feel a perverse sense of pride in your new role.
