Invitation to you, my personal latrine, for a scatological encounter I crave. Remain in your place, for today’s heat leaves me disinclined to move. Approach me, position your oral orifice near my posterior, and prepare to receive my excretory offerings. The thought of defecating into your mouth, my latrine bowl, brings me great pleasure. Consume my waste, my latrine, embrace your role as my receptacle.
Just returned from a walk, and a strong urge to urinate and defecate has arisen. Open your orifice wide, be ready to catch my urine and consume my feces. I shall fill you anew with my excrement, a treat for this day of leisure. For breakfast and lunch, indulge in the “smelly chocolate” I provide, a testament to my care for you, my slave, as I sustain you with a constant supply of feces.