Jessi is a powerful and commanding Domme who has a unique hobby - turning men into her personal toilet slaves. Her newest acquisition, Kyle, had already been thoroughly trained to serve her every need - from being fucked in the ass with dildos and strapon until he couldn't walk, to licking her asshole clean and breathing in the scent of her dirty pussy. Now it was time for his next humiliating task - becoming a human toilet.
Jessi sat on the toilet, her thick ass spilling over the sides and dangling invitingly in front of Kyle's face. She instructed him to keep his mouth wide open, ready to catch whatever she decided to give him next. With a wicked grin, she leaned forward and pushed out a log of steaming shit, right into his waiting mouth. He opened wide, his tongue deftly flicking out to taste the warm, chunky mixture of feces and toilet water. As it filled his mouth, Jessi watched with satisfaction as he struggled to swallow, his eyes watering from the stench.
"Go on, don't you dare spill a drop," she hissed. Slowly, Kyle began to chew, moving the mass of shit around in his mouth before finally swallowing it down. Jessi couldn't help but chuckle at the look of disgust and servitude on his face. She pushed off, grabbing another chunk of shit from the toilet water and pushing it into his mouth once more. This time, she paused, savoring the look of utter humiliation on his face as he was forced to swallow her filth.
"Good boy... now, time to clean up," she said, standing up and towering over him. She reached down, grabbing a perfectly clean toilet brush and handing it to him. "Don't forget, you're here for a purpose, starving for my excrement isn't enough if you don't keep clean."
Kyle took the toilet brush, his trembling hands barely able to hold on to the handle. He stuck the brush in the toilet water, scooping up the remaining shit and pressing it against his lips. With shaking hands, he brushed the remaining shit onto the floor before carefully placing the brush on the side of the toilet. As he stood there panting, Jessi watched him with a mix of amusement and arousal.
"Not so tough now, are you? You're nothing but a piece of shit to me," she snarled, pushing him back down to the ground. "Kneel, and wait for your next serving."
Kyle did as he was told, kneeling on the cold tile floor staring up at his Mistress. Between her fucking his ass raw and treating him like a human toilet, his body ached in ways he never thought possible. But he could never complain, or else he'd find even more disgusting things in his mouth. He could only endure the pain, humiliation, and depravity that Jessi demanded of him.
"Look at that," Jessi said, pointing at the fresh pile of shit resting on the toilet rim. "That's for you. I guarantee you've never tasted anything so delicious." She chuckled to herself, knowing full well that she was twisting Kyle's mind into desire for the very thing he would've run from just days ago.
Slowly, Jessi sat back down, lowering her bottom until Kyle's mouth was once again at the perfect angle to receive her shit. She grunted, pushing out another log of shit into his waiting mouth. This time, he didn't hesitate, swallowing it greedily. Jessi watched as he licked his lips, his eyes meeting hers for just a moment before looking away in shame.
"That's it, keep swallowing. Remember, you're nothing but my toilet now," she whispered. "I can fill you with my shit as much as I want, and you're here to enjoy every single drop."
As the day wore on, Kyle found himself becoming accustomed to the feeling of fullness, of the taste of shit in his mouth. He even found himself craving more, his mind warped by Jessi's twisted desires. He knew he couldn't escape this now, not when he had given her so much control over him. All he could do was serve her, take her shit, and beg for more.
In the end, Jessi was pleased with her newest toilet slave. Kyle had proved himself worth keeping around for times to come. And as she left him there, kneeling on the ground, he could only think of the next time she would push her fat ass toward his waiting mouth, ready to fill him up once more.
