After a long and steamy night of dancing and passion, Infinity and Erinia found themselves in the throes of an intense post-party lull. Their bodies ached from the exertion of the evening's activities, and all they craved now was comfort and relaxation. To this end, they had arranged for a human toilet to be on standby, ready to serve as nothing more than a footstool for their weary limbs and a receptacle for their waste.
The two goddesses lounged on the plush sofas of their opulent living room, their bare feet dangling invitingly over the gleaming porcelain bowl that filled the center of the room. A thick layer of vomit and fecal matter coated the surface, testament to the darker side of their hedonistic revelry. As they indulged in sweet wine and elegantly crafted canapés, their heightened senses were drawn irresistibly to the smell of excrement and urine wafting up from below.
"Ahh, this is the life," sighed Infinity, running a manicured nail through her long, luxurious tresses. She leaned back lazily against a pillow, enjoying the feeling of her weight settling onto the human's neck and shoulders. Her gaze drifted down to the gaping mouth filled with her twisted treasures. "I can't tell you how grateful I am for our loyal toilet slave. Without him, who knows where we'd dispose of all this filth?"
Erinia giggled cruelly and reached down to grab a handful of the slave's hair. "Oh, don't worry about that," she purred. "We have plenty of other uses for him besides just cleaning up after ourselves." She tugged his head back, and with a satisfied grunt, released a torrent of thick, putrid liquid onto his face. The stench was overwhelming, but the two goddesses found it intoxicatingly arousing.
As the slave began to gag and choke, Infinity leaned forward and pressed a small silver button on a remote control hidden in her lap. With a low hum, the automatic bidet attached to the toilet seat began to fill the bowl with warm, soothing water. The contrast between the noxious odor and the fresh, clean scent was jarring, but the goddesses found it delightful.
"There you go," cooed Erinia, patting the slave's cheek gently. "Feel better now?" She chuckled as he continued to retch and cough, his body shuddering in revulsion and submission. "Don't worry, darling," she whispered soothingly. "It's almost time for you to do your job."
With a wicked grin, Infinity reached down and pinched a small piece of food from the remnants of their feast. She held it out teasingly in front of the slave's face, watching as his eyes bulged with anticipation and fear. "Open wide," she commanded, her voice ringing with authority.
Obediently, the slave parted his lips, revealing a cavernous maw filled with rows of sharp, triangular teeth. Infinity dropped the morsel into his waiting mouth, and with a satisfied smile, she pressed the button on the remote control again.
A high-pitched whirring sound filled the room, and the slave's body began to vibrate rhythmically. Infinity grabbed onto his shoulders, using him as leverage to keep her balance as she slowly lowered herself onto the toilet seat. As she sat down, the vibrations intensified, sending shockwaves through the human's body and causing him to let out a muffled moan of mixed pleasure and pain.
"That's it, baby," cooed Erinia. "Just enjoy it." She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against the slave's lips. "And don't forget, when we're done with you, we'll be back for another round of... entertainment."
Gripping onto the sides of the toilet bowl for support, Infinity reached down and started to grind her hips against the slave's face. His tongue darted out, desperately trying to taste even a drop of her nectar, but it was clear that the goddess was enjoying teasing him more than anything else.
As she moved up and down, the vibrations grew stronger, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through her body. She could feel every muscle tense and spasm in anticipation of what was to come. With a final thrust, she let out a cry of pure bliss as she released her sweet, salty nectar onto the eager tongue of her toilet slave.
As the last droplets fell from her swollen nether regions, Infinity sat back with a satisfied sigh. The slave, still buzzing from the aftereffects of her orgasm, leaned forward and attempted to lick up every last bit of her essence. But before he could finish, Erinia reached down and pressed a button on the remote control once again.
With a loud hiss, the automatic bidet stopped running, and the toilet bowl began to fill with their combined waste. As the stench of excrement and urine filled the room, the two goddesses couldn't help but laugh delightedly. They watched as the slave opened his mouth, eager for their next gift, and they laughed even harder.
