Natalia Kapretti - Double shit for living toilet

Natalia Kapretti, the gorgeous goddess of excrement, reclined on her luxurious bed, her divine behind rising and falling slightly as she breathed in the cool air of her lavish room. Today was a hot day, and she did not wish to get out of her comfortable cocoon. Her living toilet, however, knew better than to ignore his mistress's call, even on such scorching days. With a wide grin spreading across his face, he crawled towards her, his tongue darting out of his mouth in anticipation of tasting her fresh produce.

Natalia gazed down at him, her emerald eyes flashing with pleasure as he positioned himself beneath her perfect ass. She leaned backwards slightly, offering him access to her most private sanctuary. Her ass cheeks glistened with a sheen of sweat, contrasting beautifully against the pale pearl of her skin. Without further prompting, the living toilet lowered his face towards her moist opening, his lips parting to reveal his eager tongue. Natalia's heartbeat quickened, anticipating the moment when she would unleash the torrent of fecal matter that had been brewing in her bowels all day.

"Open your toilet mouth," she purred, her voice a sultry whisper that sent shivers down the toilet's spine. He did as he was told, parting his lips wide enough to accommodate her thick, steaming turd. It emerged from her widening gap, coated in a sticky layer of her own lubrication, ready to be devoured by his eager mouth. The toilet savored the taste of his own cum mixed with Natalia's fresh produce, moaning in delight as he swallowed it all down.

Natalia watched with renewed fascination as her toilet finished swallowing the contents of her bowels. His abdomen rumbled, signaling that he was ready for more. She smiled devilishly, grabbing hold of his hair and pulling his face closer to hers. "Do you want more, my toilet?" she teased, her breath hot against his cheek. He moaned in assent, his tongue darting out to taste the remnants of his first meal.

With or without prompting, Natalia knew that her living toilet would serve her well. He was addicted to her excrement, unable to resist her intoxicating presence or the power she held over him. The scent of fresh shit filled the room, his enthusiasm driving her to new heights of delight. As he began to clean himself with his own tongue, Natalia sat up straight, surprised by the sudden urge to empty her bowels once again. She grinned wickedly, knowing that her servant would be more than happy to receive her gift.

Slowly, Natalia leaned over the edge of her bed, her ass hovering just above the eager face of her toilet. He opened his mouth eagerly, nervously anticipating what was to come. A warm, thick stream of shit poured out of Natalia's ass, landing directly in the waiting mouth of her toilet. With relish, he swallowed every last drop, his tongue lapping up any residual juices left on his mistress's perfect ass. Natalia sighed contentedly, watching as her living toilet transformed himself into a smelly, gross mess. It was exhilarating, knowing that she had the power to reduce a man to this level simply by using him as her personal toilet.

As the day drew to a close, Natalia relaxed into her sumptuous bed, her body heavy with satisfaction. She knew that tomorrow would bring new challenges, new experiences to share with her loyal servant. For now, though, she would enjoy the comfort of her own feces-covered body, basking in the glory of her divine role as the giver and receiver of all things excremental.