While you were about to belong to Rosemary the Goddess, you didn't yet know that latter part, or what the job intailed. All you knew was that you had gotten a call to come to this address, and that Rosemary needed something. As you knocked on the door, I opened it, looking at you with curiosity. I wasn't sure if you were the toilet I was expecting, though you would be filling that job regardless. I didn't need to ask though and you spoke first. "Rosemary?" As soon as the question was asked, I gave an assured look. "It's about time that you got here toilet. My bowels are practically bursting." Before you could question it I grabbed your face and pushed it up against the seat of my jeans, the fabric seeming to stretch before your eyes as I released a tremendous fart. The stench was unbelievable, and you were blasted with damp humid moisture even through my pants!
You choked and gagged as I pulled you inside and closed the door behind. I didn't mind the toilets outside seeing as well, but it was a bit chilly and needed a warm place to break you in. As soon as I pulled you inside you began to plead. "Please, Rosemary, what are you doing?! I was told you needed help with something..." But you're silenced again as I pull down my pants, revealing my massive butt. Your words trail out from the sheer scale of the goddess' cheeks, the perfect silk soft flesh bouncing in your face as I sit back. "Open wide toilet, you need to catch every bit of this." You want to beg, but each time you open your mouth it only further buries your face into my butt crack. Another fart blasts out moments later, this one spraying you not just with the gas and humid moisture, but a slimy brown sludge, gooey diarrhea oozing out of my hole with the simplest flex. Your face is coated in the brown mush as I fart, the mess clinging to your face and hair and filling your nose and mouth.
But this is only the beginning, and my hole tenses as the liquidy sludge oozes out, my divine bowels are filled to the brink, and it's about time my toilet learns what a goddess' real turds are like!
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