The Red Madames Toilet

She sauntered around the ideal living room and looked at her most ideal toilet. Her spouse was keen but quiet, and kept his mouth slightly ajar as he was instructed. Climbing on top of the two couches, she smiled before squeezing out her hot chocolate mess, trickling out of her taut anus. Her turd smelled of warm vegetables and was slightly sweet, and was perfect for smearing around the face. The human toilet smiled and let the warm goop splatter down his face, as bits of juice began running down the side of his face. The Red Madame admired her work before deciding that she wanted to smear it all over herself, too.