The mistress came into the room with the most powerful belly ever. She needed to unload her kaviar, or else she was going to make a mess out in public. Peeling off her napkin very first, she thrusts it into the slot, where the head of a crap slaze was waiting. The kaviar slave looks at the sanitary napkin quizzically before attempting to eat the center. It taste of cunny juices, and he loves it. What a treat! Tho' light in taste and not something it normally consumes, the human toilet is appreciative of whatever is given to it. That is the mark of all good human toilets. Pulling down her pink undies, the mistress closes her eyes and focuses on the dull pain in her belly. She knows its going to be a lot so she braces for a storm of shit. It began pouring in thick, brown sausages, one after the other. The shit slithered out of her tight hole landing in tall pile on top of the shits slaves face. The turds were thin and brown, and stank powerfully, coloring the air of the entire room. The shit slave could barely keep up as he tasted the bittersweet sausages already lodging near his throat. The mistress kept pushing and several more segments came out, almost burying the slaves entire face. Smiling at her work, the mistress takes one final look at the shit slaves overfilled mouth and pulls up her pink panties.