Ever since summer, I’ve had this unsettling feeling of being watched and followed. While out with my friend Lana, strolling down the streets and through the park, we noticed a suspicious figure lurking in the bushes. Little did we know, it was a dwarf, who would soon become our human toilet.
Playing it cool, we continued on our way, acting as if we didn’t notice a thing. Once we reached home, we decided to investigate. As I approached the front door, I swung it open to reveal the dwarf, cowering inside like a frightened little slave.
“Gotcha,” I said, “You’re not going anywhere now.” It was time for some fun. Lana watched with interest as the dwarf crawled on his knees, eager to please us. “Lick our pussies and asses,” we commanded, and he didn’t hesitate, working his tongue with enthusiasm and skill.
What a delightful way to start the day. Good morning, indeed! And this is only the beginning of our adventures with our new pet dwarf toilet. Stay tuned for more…