Once upon a time, there was a man named FatTurdSlave. He was your typical obese man, with a big belly and an even bigger ass that seemed to have a mind of its own. His passion in life was to make beautiful, scented shit and pee all over unsuspecting targets.
One day, FatTurdSlave found himself face to face with his ultimate fantasy: a young, innocent girl. She was petite, perhaps in her early twenties, with large doe eyes that looked up at him in fear and anticipation. He smiled down at her, knowing that this was going to be an experience she would never forget.
Slowly, FatTurdSlave began to unbutton his pants, revealing his massive gut spilling out over his waistband. The girl's eyes widened in terror as she realized what was about to happen. As he lowered his pants and underwear to his ankles, a warm, rush of air hit her face – the distinct aroma of a juicy, steaming turd.
From his rear end, a large, soft mass emerged, slowly at first before gaining momentum. It was enormous – bigger than any turd she had ever seen before. The girl watched in horror and fascination as it grew larger and larger until it was finally released from his body, landing with a wet splat on the floor between them.
FatTurdSlave slapped her across the face, hard, snapping her head back in surprise. "You better show some appreciation for my art," he growled, "or you'll be getting more than just a mouthful." He grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her to look down at the massive pile of shit at their feet.
"Taste it, slave," he commanded, releasing her chin as he stepped back to admire the sight of her leaning over to lick up his creation. She hesitated for only a moment before slowly lowering her tongue to the warm, creamy surface of the turd. As she tasted it, her eyes rolled back in her head in both disgust and arousal.
"Mmmm, that's it," FatTurdSlave moaned, watching as she began to slide her tongue deeper into the folds of the turd pile. Suddenly, he felt a sensation building up inside him once again. He grinned wickedly as he watched her consume every last bit of his offering before standing up and zipping his pants back up.
"Now for the finishing touch," he said, grabbing himself through his pants. The girl looked up at him, confused, until she felt a hot stream of piss hitting her face. She screamed in shock as he continued to piss all over her, drenching her from head to toe in his sweet-smelling urine.
When he was finished, FatTurdSlave stepped back to admire his handiwork. The girl lay before him, covered in his waste and piss, barely conscious from the experience. He chuckled darkly to himself.
"You'll be back for more, I guarantee it," he said, turning his back on her as he walked away. And he was right – no matter how hard she tried to resist his perverse desires, the girl found herself inexplicably drawn back to him time and time again, eager to experience the thrill of his hot shits and pees.
