The Toilet Slave eagerly awaits a festive meal, willingly positioning himself beneath my toilet chair. With bated breath, he anticipates the arrival of the delectable, creamy excrement, ready to savor every morsel straight from the source. I take pleasure in conversing with my slave, observing the large, shapely feces as it descends from my anus and into his mouth. His hunger is insatiable, yearning for a taste of my foul fecal matter. Today, he has no choice but to consume every last bit I offer him. Do you share this same desire? Would you like to be in his place, serving as my personal toilet?