Today, I led my new pet into the bathroom. He was young, fresh out of college, and looked terrified as he stood there trembling beside me. I could see the fear in his eyes as he took in the reality of his new existence. I was Miss Amarena, a gorgeous and dominant mistress with an unusual sense of humour. My "hobby" was turning unsuspecting men into human toilets.
I turned to face him, my full breasts nearly spilling out of my tight top as I leaned against the sink. I stroked his cheek gently, my other hand caressing his growing bulge through his pants. "Now then," I purred softly, running a finger under his chin and lifting his face to meet my gaze. "Let's get you used to your new toilet duties, shall we?"
With a sadistic smile, I pulled him closer and whispered in his ear, "First things first... You're going to love being a human toilet for me, understanding?" His trembling stopped as he nodded nervously, his eyes locked on mine. "Good boy," I whispered before pushing him gently down onto his knees in front of me.
"Now then," I began, slipping my hand inside my panties and letting him take in the sight as I played with myself. "First time using a real toilet?" I asked, arching my back as I spread my legs wider, inviting him to watch as I started to wet myself.
He gulped nervously, his eyes never leaving my crotch, but he didn't dare move as I slowly began to pee on the freshly tiled floor. "See that yellow stuff?" I asked softly, nodding towards the slowly growing puddle. "That's what you're here for. Now, open your mouth."
His eyes widened in terror, but he hesitantly opened his mouth as I guided his head towards my crotch. With a deranged giggle, I pulled him closer and let him take in the warm, tangy scent of piss as I let him taste my pee for the first time. He gagged slightly at the strong flavour, but didn't pull away as I continued to urinate.
I let him take a few more sips before pulling him away and pouring the rest of my urine over his head. "There now," I said, my voice still soft but tinged with a hint of menace. "You've had your first taste of being a human toilet. And trust me, it won't be the last."
I handed him a small mirror, watching as his trembling hands took it hesitantly from me. He stared at himself in the mirror, his once-handsome face now smeared with my piss. "You're not so pretty on the outside anymore, are you?" I asked sweetly, my eyes dancing with amusement. "But that's what I find so irresistible about you."
With that, I turned and walked away, leaving him there to clean himself up as best he could. He would be Mine now, I thought with a smirk, his new role as my human toilet destined to be forever etched into the fabric of his being.
