BlondBlaster - Bodybuilders Locker Room Toilet Slave

You think I don't see you staring at me in the gym? It seems like you watch me even more on leg day! It's my big ass, isn't it? You would give ANYTHING for even one sniff of my musky asshole during my workout. Well, I haven't washed my dirty asshole in days! Yup, my shithole is ready for you toilet slave. You think just sniffing my filthy ass would be good enough? No! I have to take a dump so bad so I want you toilet paper.

After a hard workout and little gym perverts watching my ass, it's the least you could do! No go ahead eat my dirty dumper. You can start with licking my crack and then my hole, cleaning it thoroughly before I let one drop. I know you're dying to feel my massive bodybuilder ass cheeks slapping against your face as you service me. Just imagine the scent of my sweat and ass mixing together in the most intoxicating way possible. You're going to be my toilet slave from now on, understand?

So let's head into the locker room. Oh, I almost forgot, we need to bring some protection. I don't want any accidents on my beautiful floor tiles. Grab those Depends adult diapers, please. Yes, those ones. Good boy. Now follow me into this stall, lock the door behind you, and get ready for the show.

You're standing there, an anxious toilet slave, waiting for me to unload my shit onto your face. I slowly pull down my baggy gym shorts and step out of them, revealing my massive bodybuilder thighs and ass. I let out a deep sigh as I sink onto the toilet seat, already feeling the pressure building up in my asshole from all those protein shakes and water I didn't drink.

I pause for dramatic effect, savoring the moment before I finally let go. Oh god, it feels SO good! I lean back against you gently, pushing my asscheeks out and giving you a perfect view of my gaping asshole. You can feel my warm deliciousness oozing out of me as I start to release.
And what's this? I sense more pressure building up inside me. Seems like I might need your help after all. Yes, get those Depends ready. I'm going to fill them up nice and good for you, toyboy.

I feel myself trembling with excitement as you carefully guide the thick pad of Depends under my asshole. You're doing a great job, I have to say. Maybe there's hope for you yet. And then, with one powerful push, I release all my filth onto your Depends. It's heavy, I know – but that's okay. You're used to it by now, aren't you? My toilet slave.

I stand up slowly, pushing against your chest to steady myself. I let out a long sigh, feeling momentarily relieved. But don't you dare think this is over! No, we've still got work to do. Get these dirty Depends and take them home with you. I want to see them in your toilet bowl tomorrow morning. You'll be thinking of me while you clean up my mess, won't you? That's what a good toilet slave does.

And with that, I leave the stall, throwing my used gym shorts in the laundry basket. And just when you think it's all over, I smile slyly at you from across the locker room. You're mine now, toilet slave. Every moment, every scent – it all belongs to me.