In a secluded, lush forest, there was a woman known as the Nemezis Queen. She was known for her love of nature and her unusual hobbies. One of these hobbies was having a human toilet who she forced to swallow her feces whenever and wherever she wanted. The woman enjoyed taking long walks in the woods, admiring the wildlife and the serenity of the place. However, she also enjoyed using her toilet during these walks.
Today, the Nemezis Queen decided to take a walk in the forest. She was wearing stylish black leather boots that were perfect for trekking through the dirt and leaves. As she strolled along, she could hear the sounds of birds chirping and the rustle of small animals in the underbrush. The air was filled with the scent of fresh pine and earth.
The woman stopped suddenly, feeling a sudden urge to defecate. She turned to face her human toilet, who was kneeling behind her with a look of terror on his face. "It's time," she said coldly, her eyes flicking down to the mess between his legs.
Without further instruction, the toilet began undoing his pants and pulling out his cock. The woman smiled to herself; she knew he was nervous but excited at the same time. As he began to stroke himself, she dropped her pants and squatted down, revealing a large, steaming pile of feces waiting to be swallowed.
The toilet's gaze flickered from her face to the pile of shit, and then back up again, his breath catching in anticipation. The Nemezis Queen grinned wickedly as she watched him struggle with himself. "Go ahead," she said, her voice low and seductive. "You know you want it."
With shaking hands, the toilet reached out and took a fistful of the warm, slippery shit. He opened his mouth wide and stuffed it inside, savoring the taste of his queen's feces. His eyes rolled back in his head, and he moaned loudly, causing the birds to fly away in fright.
As he gobbled up the first load, the Nemezis Queen smiled proudly. She was pleased with her creation, and she knew that there were many more who would beg to be her human toilet. Standing up, she gave her toilet one last long, appreciative look before turning and continuing her walk through the forest.
The human toilet, still kneeling on the ground with a satisfied smile on his face, watched as she disappeared into the trees. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have such a perfect queen. With a sigh of contentment, he began cleaning himself up, already anticipating his next encounter with her.
