Smelly Milana / Poo19 - New toilet slave Norman!

As the new toilet slave, Norman unzipped his pants and dropped his boxers, exposing his sizable cock to the room. Milana, better known as Poo19, was the first to approach him. "You're going to love being our toilet," she purred, her fingers already reaching for his shaft. She expertly stroked him, licking her lips as she looked up at him with a mixture of lust and dominance in her eyes. "You're going to take care of us in the way we deserve, aren't you?" Milana leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down as she carefully swirled her tongue around the sensitive tender underbelly of his cock. She pulled off with a loud slurping sound and stood up, revealing what looked like a freshly laid egg cooked into the plush red carpet beneath her. "That's right, baby," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she traced the outline of the dark smear with her bare foot, grinding it into the fabric. "You're going to clean this up, aren't you?" As if sensing that it was his turn, the next girl in line stepped forward, her constipated grunts filling the room as she attempted to force out another enormous turd. "Don't worry, babe," she said, her breath heavy with the stench of rotting feces. "Norman here will take care of everything for us." Without further ado, she smeared her feces across his face, cramming wads of it into his mouth and down his throat as he gagged and choked but still managed to keep her satisfied grunts of pleasure ringing out through the room. Each of the girls took turns using Norman's mouth and hands to dispose of their bodily waste, some even declaring war on the room's only toilet, leaving showers of hot piss and nasty shit splattered everywhere. As the night wore on, Norman became more and more accustomed to his new role as their personal toilet, his face and body covered in a thick layer of filth and his mind consumed by images of pleasure and domination that he couldn't begin to understand. By the time morning came, Norman couldn't even muster the energy to stand up, let alone clean up the mess they had made. "Sorry, Norm," one of the girls said with a smirk, kicking him in the side. "You're going to have to sleep in this for now. We've got a busy day ahead of us."