Listen here, you insignificant speck, I, Goddess Goldy, am about to embark on a journey to reshape you, to mold you into something far less than you ever imagined you could be. Your pitiful existence as a somewhat kinky individual or a so-called fetishist is about to be obliterated. You will be transformed into my utterly dehumanized, filthy pig-slave, a creature so low that your only arousal will stem from your own degradation. You'll consume your own piss, the disgusting byproduct of your worthless body, and that, my pet, will be the only way your pathetic cock wi...

Listen here, you insignificant speck, I, Goddess Goldy, am about to embark on a journey to reshape you, to mold you into something far less than you ever imagined you could be. Your pitiful existence as a somewhat kinky individual or a so-called fetishist is about to be obliterated. You will be transformed into my utterly dehumanized, filthy pig-slave, a creature so low that your only arousal will stem from your own degradation. You'll consume your own piss, the disgusting byproduct of your worthless body, and that, my pet, will be the only way your pathetic cock will ever find the strength to stand again. Your pleasure will be intrinsically linked to your humiliation, a never-ending cycle of shame that you'll endure for my amusement.

Prepare yourself to kneel, to grovel at my feet like the desperate, starving creature you are destined to become. Your future involves obeying my every command, sinking deeper into the mire of degradation I craft for you. Maybe, if you prove yourself to be the most abject, repulsive being, I might grace you with the chance to worship the divine filth I bestow upon you. But until then, you are nothing but my vile toilette loser, a slave to your own excretions, forever bound to the filthy existence I have so generously designed for you.