Mistress Anna Toilet - Diarrhea - Big soft shit

Mistress Anna Toilet stood in front of the toilet with her phone in hand, scanning through the news while she waited for her bowels to unload. Her slave was waiting patiently downstairs, likely growing anxious for his breakfast but knowing better than to interrupt her now. She felt the first rumbling deep within her gut, signaling that it was time to tend to her morning's business. With a sigh of relief, she pushed down her pajama bottoms and sat on the cold toilet seat, taking in the scent of her own human waste. It was a heady aroma that always got her heart racing, especially when she knew it would soon be filling her slave's mouth. As she released her bowels, the warm liquid flowed out of her ass like a river, filling the toilet bowl rapidly. Her asshole contracted and released as she continued to empty her bowels, leaving a thick, gloppy trail of shit clinging to the insides of the toilet bowl. She grimaced with pleasure at the feeling of her insides emptying out so completely, knowing that her slave would soon be cleaning it all up. When she finally finished, she stood up and admired her handiwork, running her fingers through the thick, gooey mess in the toilet bowl. It wasn't as long or as wide as some of her other sessions, but it was still impressive nonetheless. She knew it would be a challenge for her slave to fit it all in his mouth without choking or gagging. With a sinister smile, she lowered the toilet seat and reached into the bowl, scooping up a massive glob of her steaming shit onto her hand. She carried it over to the sink, squeezing it in her hand so that it formed into a thick, gooey rope. She grabbed a spoon from the drawer and carefully scooped the mass onto it, letting it drip slowly back into the bowl while she cleaned herself up. Her slave would be so excited when he saw what she had saved for him today. She could already imagine the look on his face as he opened wide and accepted her offering, feeling his tongue struggling to pushed past the thick mass in his mouth. Maybe she'd give him a little taste of her own mouth first, just to make sure he appreciated how lucky he was. Grinning, she made her way back downstairs to find her slave kneeling eagerly in front of her. She could feel his anticipation radiating off him like a wave, and it only fueled her own hunger for power and control. With a soft click, she opened his drooling mouth and carefully placed the spoonful of warm, soft shit onto his tongue. "Good morning, slave," she purred. "Today, you get to taste my breakfast. Don't forget to lick the spoon clean too." His eyes widened as he tasted the rich, earthy flavor of her shit, but he didn't protest as he dove right in, eager to please her. And with that, Mistress Anna Toilet knew that it was going to be a good day.