As the receptionist finished explaining the unusual setup of the Women's Inn, Cherelize couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy about her decision to book a room there. The place didn't have regular bathrooms, just a fleet of male attendants at the ready to serve as human toilets for the female guests. It was an intriguing concept, to be sure, but also more than a little strange.
Still, she couldn't back out now. She took a deep breath and followed the young woman - who introduced herself as Amber - down hallways and through maze-like corridors until they arrived at her room. After unpacking her things, Cherelize found herself pacing nervously, her stomach churning with an unwanted sensation.
For two whole days, she'd managed to hold it in, determined not to need the services of a male toilet attendant. But now, with the pressure building to unbearable levels, she decided she couldn't put it off any longer. Reluctantly, she headed back down to the front desk and asked if they could send one up to her room.
The moment Amber reappeared at her door with the young man in tow, Cherelize's heart was pounding in her chest. She couldn't take her eyes off of him as he entered the room, his expression somewhere between curiosity and fear.
Try as she might to maintain some semblance of dignity, Cherelize found herself overcome by a wave of shame as she dropped her pants and slowly, agonizingly, lowered herself onto the toilet seat. There was no escaping the degrading act she was about to perform - or the intense pleasure that came from it.
As the first warm rush of relief washed over her, Cherelize closed her eyes and let out a long, shuddering moan. She'd never experienced anything like this before. The sensation of having him at her feet, serving her so willingly, was intoxicating. And as she gave in to the urge to masturbate, her body shook with wave after wave of pleasure.
It was almost too much to bear. With each orgasm that wracked her body, Cherelize felt more and more out of control. And before she knew it, she was pushing a massive turd down into the man's throat, watching with searing fascination as he struggled to swallow it all.
Suddenly, she felt a jolt of electricity run through her as she realized what she'd just done. Horrified and aroused in equal measure, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the poor man's strangled gurgles. What was she becoming?
Cherelize managed to find some semblance of composure and eventually told him to stand up, his task complete. As he stumbled away, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt mixed in with her lust. She thought about apologizing, but something stopped her. Because deep down, she knew this was exactly what she'd been craving all along.
After that, she couldn't help but wonder what else the Women's Inn had to offer. And as she slid her ass across the man's tongue, cleaning up her mess, she knew she'd be back for more.
