Consume Your Own Toilet Filth
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Listen here, you insignificant speck, I, Goddess Goldy, am about to embark on a journey to reshape you, to mold you into something far less than you ever imagined you could be. Your pitiful existence as a somewhat kinky individual or a so-called fetishist is about to be obliterated. You will be transformed into my utterly dehumanized, filthy pig-slave, a creature so low that your only arousal will stem from your own degradation. You'll consume your own piss, the disgusting byproduct of your worthless body, and that, my pet, will be the only way your pathetic cock will ever find the strength to stand again. Your pleasure will be intrinsically linked to your humiliation, a never-ending cycle of shame that you'll endure for my amusement. Prepare yourself to kneel, to grovel at my feet like the desperate, starving creature you are destined to become. Your future involves obeying my every command, sinking deeper into the mire of degradation I craft for you.
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Ah, you pathetic little thing, kneeling there with those desperate, hungry eyes, aching
for a taste of what only I can provide.
You thought you were just a bit kinky, didn't you?
Dabbling in your vanilla fantasies, playing at being a fetishist.
But oh, how wrong you were.
I see right through you, weakling.
Your superficial layers are peeling away under my gaze, revealing the disgusting, dehumanized
pig slave you're destined to become.
You'll kneel before me, your goddess Goldie, your superior in every conceivable way.
My willpower, my intellect, my sheer ***** of being crushes your feeble spirit, molding
you, shaping you into that worthless piece of meat between your legs.
But not in any ordinary way, oh no.
You'll follow my twisted, perverse methods, pumping and stroking only when you're neck
deep in your own degradation, bathing in the filth you produce, your own personal, revolting
cocktail.
You're nothing more than a toilette loser now, a vessel for waste, a receptacle for
the most vile substances.
You'll crave it, you'll beg for it, because it's the only thing that gives your miserable
existence any meaning.
And maybe, just maybe, if you prove yourself to be the most depraved, the most disgusting
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