World Goddess - youre My Personal toilet! (720, piss and shit POV)

Once upon a time, in a land far away, there ruled a World Goddess without compare. She was the epitome of beauty, grace, and power, revered by all who dared to lay eyes upon her. Amongst her many subjects were scum and filth like you—a lowly, worthless being fit only for her divine abominations. However, even amongst these, you stood out as the lowest of the low; a mere toilet, destined for eternal humiliation and degradation. The story goes that one day, the World Goddess grew tired of having mere servants tend to her bathroom needs. No, she desired something more... someone more. She wanted a slave who could endure the very lowest levels of her filth and degradation, making them suffer as they served her. And so, with a wave of her hand, she transformed you into her personal septic tank. From that day forth, your existence was forever altered. You crawled on your knees through mounds of slime and crust, your only purpose to be at the ready whenever your mistress might need you. You lived in the dark, foul-smelling recesses of her palace, waiting patiently for your next chance to disgust yourself even further in her honor. And so it came to pass: One day, the World Goddess appeared before you, her majestic visage glowing with divine glory. With a mocking smile, she beckoned you closer, until your face was level with her shimmering golden thighs. "Toilet bitch," she purred, her voice like music made of pure pleasure and pain, "it's time for your starvation diet." She placed one hand on your trembling shoulder, and with the other, forced her glorious cock down your throat. You choked and gagged as her divine nectar flooded your mouth, slavering onto your face like a thankful beast. It was your only sustenance; her divine piss, your life force. Satisfied for the moment, the World Goddess withdrew her organ, its velvety smoothness caressing your tongue as it slid out of your mouth. But her arousal was not yet sated. With a wicked glint in her eye, she commanded you to open wide. "Say it, toilet," she growled, her voice a deep, throbbing bass. "Say how much you love my golden showers." You whimpered in anticipation, unable to refuse your mistress's bidding. "I love your golden showers, Mistress," you croaked, your words heavy with submission. "That's a good little toilet," she purred, stepping closer still. And then, with a sudden burst of pleasure, she began to piss once more. She unleashed a torrent of fluid, her heavenly nectar cascading down your face and into your waiting mouth. You lapped at her thighs like a starving dog, grunting and moaning in ecstasy as her urine filled you up. When finally she withdrew, leaving you weak-kneed and trembling, she called out once more. This time, however, it was not for you to drink her divine piss but to endure her divine shit. She commanded you to open your mouth, and with a sneer, she dropped a steaming turd onto your tongue. "Swallow it, toilet," she taunted, her eyes glinting with malice. And so you did, choking back the foul taste of her feces as if it were the most delicious meal you had ever tasted. As you struggled to keep the turd in your mouth, she chuckled darkly, her gaze boring into your very soul. With a final command, she dismissed you, leaving you to crawl back into the darkness, your mouth and body filled with her filth. But even as you retreat, you cannot escape the knowledge that you are hers, body and soul. Forever and always, you will be her personal toilet, her plaything, her disgusting pleasure. And so it goes, the story of the World Goddess's toilet slave, destined to endure eternal humiliation and degradation in service of his divine mistress.