After all the begging and pleading to be My toilet, I’ve decided to oblige and give you the opportunity to gobble down My waste. But, you’re not just going to do it once and then be done. You see, I’ve brought you down to the darkest, deepest floor of the dungeon where I plan to keep you. Forever. I’ve come prepared with chains, collars, and shackles so that I can ensure you won’t be going anywhere. You’ll be locked in place and made to eat every morsel, drink every drop of nectar, and then thank Me for the privilege to be My dungeon dwelling toilet.