In the midst of the night, my human toilet trainee is roused from his sleep beside the toilet. As part of his training, he is presented with a choice: swallow my piss or face the repercussions.
Despite his reluctance to swallow, he decides to spit it out instead. However, he must bear the consequences of his actions by sleeping in the mess he created.
I do not tolerate my porcelain toilet spitting out my piss or shit, and neither should he. As my human toilet, he must come to terms with his imperfections and accept his role.
Mistress Wael