Mistress Mystique - 2022 First Poop: Clogged? I Must Shit!

The grand dame of scat, Mistress Mystique, sat down on the throne of her luxurious bathroom. The toilet seat bowed ever so slightly under her weight as she contemplated the state of the bowl before her. It was a dire sight, filled to the brim with excrement and bile. The stench of the festering mess made her nose wrinkle in disgust. Mistress Mystique knew she had no choice but to relieve herself, and she did so with utmost urgency. Her thunderous ass clapped against the cold porcelain as she pushed out the first lump of poop. It was an enormous log, filling the toilet halfway up already. The sound of splashing feces mixed with filthy liquid filled the small space as she continued to evacuate her bowels with fervor. Oh, how it felt to finally release all that built-up shit! With every push, her massive turds slipped out of her asshole, coating the inside of the toilet bowl in thick strands of her fecal matter. She couldn't help but moan in pleasure at the feeling of utter relief washing over her. The stink was simply intoxicating. Her eyes widened as yet another massive turd forcefully slipped out of her anus, causing her to gasp for air. It was a sight to behold: a river of feces flowing out of her backside, each wave as big as the last. The wet, soundproof insulation beneath her feet was quickly inundated by the rising tide of shit. The smell was overwhelming, but Mistress Mystique couldn't help but revel in the ecstasy of her own filth. It was humbling, yet empowering to know that she had complete control over her own body's functions, no matter how disgusting they might seem to others. With every last drop of shit expelled from her body, Mistress Mystique let out a satisfied sigh. She reached down between her legs and spread her ropy, shit-caked lips with her fingers. The taste of her own excrement on her tongue was intoxicating, and she couldn't help but lean forward to lap up every last drop. Looking down at the toilet, she was met with a vision of pure mayhem: a sea of excrement adorned with toilet paper and bits of undigested food. Smiling wider than ever, Mistress Mystique knew this was meant to be shared with the world. She grabbed her phone and snapped a series of photos - digital keepsakes to remember this momentous dump by.