You're getting closer to becoming the porcelain bowl you were always meant to be. You've had a tummy full of scummy water from my "lavatory stomach" clip. There's no going back now, there's no way to get that taste off your tongue. The only thing you can do is accept your new identity. Head so close to the filled up bowl, you can smell your own nasty filth while looking up at me. You want to eat mine then get to know yourself for what you really are. Repeating your lavatory mantra after me. You are not human, you are much less. Your mouth is a shthouse, your tongue the tp, you were made to ... Show more