As the sun starts to set, two close friends settle down on a plush sofa in the living room with their traditional afternoon tea. They sip on steaming cups of Vervaine tea, savoring the rich and aromatic blend that has become part of their daily ritual. Today, however, there's a discernible air of excitement between them as they set down their cups and exchange mischievous grins.
"Hey, you remember that time we read about those toilet slaves?" asked the first girl, her eyes twinkling with curiosity.
"Yeah, how could we forget?" replied her friend, her cheeks flushing slightly with remembered arousal. "I've been thinking about it ever since we found that website."
The first girl smiled and leaned in closer. "Well, I was thinking... maybe we should give it a try."
Her friend's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Seriously?"
"Yeah! What do you say?"
There was a moment of hesitation, but then her friend nodded slowly. "Alright, let's do it."
They cleared away their tea things and searched the internet for more information on toilet slavery. They found a forum where people shared their experiences and tips, and soon had all the equipment they needed: a toilet seat attachment that would make their toilet into a giant dildo, plus lots of lube and wipes for cleanup.
Excited and nervous, they made their preparations. The first girl took off her pants and sat on the toilet, her heart racing as she imagined what was about to happen. She spread her legs wide, offering her wet and eager cunt to her friend. Her friend knelt beside her, running a finger through the juices already pooling on her pussy lips.
Then, she lowered the attachment onto the toilet, fitting it snugly over the hole. It was cold against her spread pussy lips, and she shuddered with anticipation as her friend slowly pressed down. It felt strange at first, but then it began to stretch her – not painfully, but in a thrilling and unfamiliar way.
They took turns fucking themselves, their moans and gasps mingling with each other's, their hands clasped tightly together for support. As they grew closer to orgasm, they exchanged fiery glances. Their orgasms crashed over them together, their bodies convulsing with pleasure as they came on the toilet.
"I want to eat it," panted the first girl, looking down at the mix of her juices and her friend's juices on the toilet paper. Her friend nodded eagerly, licking her lips.
The two girls switched places, and now it was the second girl's turn to be penetrated by the toilet dildo. Again, they took turns, their sensations mirroring each other's until they were both gasping for breath. The second girl reached climax first, crying out as her entire body shook with the intensity of her orgasm.
As their arousal died down, they grew curious about taking things further. The first girl kneels beside her friend, rubbing her ass with her nose. Her friend giggles nervously, unsure at first but then giving in to the sensation. The feeling of warm breath on her asshole was oddly arousing.
"Go on, taste it!" she encourages her friend, spreading her legs wider. The first girl takes a deep breath and inhales deeply, the intoxicating scent of her friend's ass filling her nose. She presses her lips to the tight, pink pucker, and when she parted them slightly, warm, wet shit oozes out.
Her friend moans softly as the shit coats her tongue and teeth, the taste filling her mouth. She swallows hesitantly at first, then greedily as she realizes she likes it. They switched places, and now it's the first girl's turn to receive her friend's shit-covered tongue.
As they lie back against the sofa, their bellies full of tea and their minds filled with the forbidden thrill of their newfound pleasure, they look at each other in wonder. They've crossed a line today, but somehow it feels right. They knew they couldn't go back now. They would always be toilet slaves together.
