I know it drives you crazy to hear my piss fall so delicately into the toilet. Just the sound makes you hard. You want it all over you instead. To feel it’s fresh warmth. To be used as a human toilet. You crave to taste Goddess’ sweet warm champagne. You want so bad to be my good toilet slave. To eliminate the paper and clean me yourself. Listen to it all go to waste as you salivate and imagine it’s flavor. Pay tribute to the perfect Goddess you wish to serve mouth ready and open.