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So, I know what it is. You're obsessed with me. You adore me. As a matter of fact, you've fallen in love with me. You love being a good ************ for me, don't you?

Well, you know what the ultimate form of proving your adoration to me, your goddess, is being a good little toilet slave. You see, I no longer need this toilet now, do I?

Uh-uh, I don't. As a matter of fact, I don't even need this bathroom anymore besides to shower. This toilet, I can get rid of it. Because from now on, you will be my toilet slave. Do you understand?

So, anytime my stomach gets full, that will be the time you can prove yourself to me. You're going to get down on your hands and knees and prove that you're the sole, ultimate slave worshiper.

And you're going to worship me and you're going to beg for my juicy, juicy, dirty butthole. I'm going to open up my cheeks just like this, right on top of your mouth, and I'm going to tell you to suck that brown, poopy shit out of me. Do you understand?