Pastel Goddess - Pastel Goddess - Hungry Toilet Desperate for Meal

The anticipation was palpable as I rubbed my perfectly rounded, plump ass cheeks together, feeling the gentle chafing and the sweet sweat on my skin. My ass was like a hungry goddess yearning for its daily meal, and the aroma of mother nature's bounty emanating from my backdoor was intoxicatingly tantalizing, teasing the sensitive olfactory glands of my devoted toilet slave, Kitten. I could hear him pacing restlessly behind me, rattling his chains and making some mewling noises as he tried to make sense of his desperate need to feed his Mistress's bottomless appetite for ass meat. His fervor was a testament to my power over him, for without my divine ass, he would wither away into nothingness.

I turned around slowly, letting the folds of my diaper-like garment settle into position, revealing my soft, smooth, and utterly irresistible pastel ass to Kitten. His eyes were wide with hunger as he knelt before me, head bowed in submission and adoration. "My beautiful Goddess," he whispered hoarsely, his voice barely audible above the pounding of his heart. "Please, let me serve you and fill your hungry hole with the nourishment it craves." His words were electric, sending shivers down my spine and making me wriggle with pleasure at the thought of what was to come.

I walked slowly towards the bathroom, teasing my toilet slave by swaying my hips from side to side, giving him occasional glimpses of my perfect pastel-colored anus, which seemed to glow with an otherworldly brightness in the dim light. As I reached the toilet seat, I turned around once again, this time pushing my puckered starfish butthole right into Kitten's face. He didn't hesitate, his mouth opening wide as he leaned forward, desperate to taste the sweet, salty goodness that was his sole reason for existing. His tongue flicked out and touched my asshole, causing me to gasp and writhe, my body begging for release.

Without warning, I sat down heavily on the toilet seat, my fatass engulfing the small porcelain bowl. Kitten's head disappeared under my massive bottom, and he started lapping frantically at the delicious treasure trove of flavors hidden beneath my soft skin. His tongue worked in circles around my asshole, teasing and probing, making me squirm with delight. I leaned back against the wall, closing my eyes and giving in to the blissful feelings coursing through my body.

The rhythmic slurping and sloppy noises coming from under my ass were driving me wild. My heart raced as I imagined Kitten's eager tongue pushing its way into my body, filling me up with its warmth and love. Suddenly, I felt something hot and wet oozing down my thighs—it was Kitten's saliva, dripping down from where he was buried deep inside my asshole. I groaned in ecstasy, wondering how much more of his precious nectar I could handle before I exploded in a shower of stars and sequins and pastel buttcheeks.

After what felt like an eternity, Kitten pulled back, his tongue glistening with the juices of my ass. He looked up at me, his eyes shining with reverence and admiration. "Thank you, Mistress," he whispered, his voice hoarse from disuse. "You have fed me and I will serve you faithfully forevermore." And with that, he leaned forward once again, ready to taste the fruits of my fat ass once more.