I'm prepping veggies for a yummy dinner party with friends. I'm making a delicious curry rich in spices and flavor that is sure to make my farts extra stinky and my waste extra tasty. My toilet slave won't get to eat any of the curry, though. At least, not until he receives it from my asshole after its been digested. This is the diet of a human toilet.

As I blast stinky farts into Kitten's face, I remind him that he hasn't eaten a fresh meal for months. Living off of the excretion from my body has made Kitten's tastes change and now he doesn't remember any other flavors besides my ...

I'm prepping veggies for a yummy dinner party with friends. I'm making a delicious curry rich in spices and flavor that is sure to make my farts extra stinky and my waste extra tasty. My toilet slave won't get to eat any of the curry, though. At least, not until he receives it from my asshole after its been digested. This is the diet of a human toilet.

As I blast stinky farts into Kitten's face, I remind him that he hasn't eaten a fresh meal for months. Living off of the excretion from my body has made Kitten's tastes change and now he doesn't remember any other flavors besides my brown stuff. I tell him that he gets to serve up the curry to all my friends and tease him by describing how delicious it is going to be. I make him dig deep into my asshole with his tongue and clean it out after I release some messy farts. I tell him that he is just getting a preview of the full meal he'll receive later.

While suffering and gagging on my farts, I make Kitten tell me how much he loves them and needs them to survive. He is in obvious disgust but admits that he is hopelessly in love with my farts - he would marry my ass if he could. Unfortunately, he is nothing more than a toilet to me. After showering him in stinky bombs of gas for 15 minutes, I suddenly get the urge to go number 2 right now. I mount my slave and he carries me off to the bathroom to be used.